In order to kill Su Xin, Zhu Zefang had used the safest method.
Not only did he get Duan Tianya to hire the Crimson Flame Spear Zhou Changxin, but he also used the Calming Stone that he had to hire a cyan-clothed assassin from the Blood Dress Tower.
The assassins from the Blood Dress Tower were divided into five classes: black, blue, green, purple, and blood. Among them, the black-clothed assassins were the weakest as they were only at the beginner innate level. They could be hired with ordinary money.
The cyan-clothed assassins were at Divinity level. According to the Blood Dress Tower's estimation, Zhu Zefang's Calming Stone could hire a Divinity level cyan-clothed assassin. In that case, Su Xin would have to face four Divinity level martial artists.
Zhu Zefang had never underestimated Su Xin, but he thought that the four Divinity level martial artists would definitely be able to kill Su Xin.
Although they were all on Divinity level, they were different from Cao Zhengan whom Su Xin had killed.
Cao Zhengan was a rogue cultivator and a bandit. Although he was lucky enough to cultivate to Divinity level, his ability was limited.
On the other hand, Zhu Zefang and the other two were from the Shaolin Temple. Although they were secular disciples, they were taught one of the 72 Ultimate Skills of the Shaolin Temple. They were not much different from the disciples from the major sects.
It was the same for the cyan-clothed assassin from the Blood Dress Tower. The martial artists from the Blood Dress Tower might not be the most powerful among their peers, but when it came to killing, not many people could compare with them.
Just as Zhu Zefang laid out an inescapable net to take Su Xin's life, Su Xin acted as if nothing had happened as he leisurely strolled along the official road of Hannan Road.
Of course, Su Xin would not turn a deaf ear to Xie Zhiyan's warning. However, he did not plan to run away this time.
The last time he faced Qingcheng sword school, Su Xin had escaped. That was because, with his original strength, he had no chance of winning against Qingcheng sword school.
But this time, it was different with Zhu Zefang. Xie Zhiyan told Su Xin everything she knew. When Su Xin left Xiangnan Province, he went to Six Fan School to learn more about the secular disciples of Shaolin Temple. Finally, he came to the conclusion that these people were just a bunch of pitiful mad dogs.
That's right, the layman disciples of Shaolin Temple, who were hard to deal with in the eyes of outsiders, were a bunch of mad dogs in Su Xin's eyes.
They originally had a powerful master, but now, they were heartlessly abandoned by their master. This made it difficult for them to adapt to their current identities. They always thought that they were disciples of a large sect and were superior to others.
This kind of mentality made them not think of themselves as independent cultivators with no one to rely on. That was why they subconsciously huddled together and bit whoever they caught, acting as if they were very united, so please don't mess with us.
In fact, such an alliance was extremely loose. Su Xin did not believe that they would all come out to hunt him down because he killed Zhu Zefang's son. If that was really the case, then these layman disciples of Shaolin Temple would not have survived until now.
As the saying goes, one should not be afraid of thieves stealing, but be afraid of thieves remembering. If Zhu Zefang really found someone to deal with him, then Su Xin could cut the weeds and eliminate the roots to avoid future troubles.
If he saw the enemy who killed his son loitering in Hannan Province and did not come out, then Su Xin would be wary of him. With such a forbearing character, even if he was weaker than Su Xin, he could not take it lightly.
The Hannan Path was adjacent to the Xiangnan Path and was not a very prosperous path. Su Xin rode a fast horse unhurriedly to Songyang Prefecture to buy some herbs.
He had already opened the eyes and ears orifices. The next step was to open the mouth orifice.
Although the effect of the Spirit Pill was good, it was expensive. Su Xin did not want to spend money on it, so he chose a longer route to the Central Plains. He wanted to pass through Songyang Prefecture.
The Songyang Prefecture produced a very strange herb called the Sound-opening Grass. This herb could make the throats of animals like parrots and mynas more sensitive and faster at mimicking tongues. In the beginning, it was regarded as a plaything of the rich young masters.
However, later on, someone miraculously discovered that eating the Sound-opening Grass could make one's voice loud and clear. It was very interesting. When a warrior consumed it, it had the same effect. It could temporarily strengthen the orifice acupoints in the throat and help the warrior break through the mouth orifice.
This effect was almost equivalent to a miniaturized version of a Spirit Pill. Su Xin accidentally saw this in the information of the Six Fan School and made a mental note of it. He planned to buy a few Sound-opening Grass and use it as a Spirit Pill to break through the Mouth Aperture.
Because of the Sound-opening Grass, this small city, which was not as big as Chang Ning Prefecture, was extremely prosperous. There was even a special market in the center of the city, which was used to sell the Sound-opening Grass and the various elixirs refined from it.
However, most of the Sound-opening Grass was fake.
The Sound-opening Grass was a precious herb that could not be cultivated artificially. Moreover, its effect was so important. Every year, when the Sound-opening Grass was harvested, it would be snapped up by merchants from other paths. How could there be so many in stock?
Moreover, the people who sold the Sound-opening Grass elixirs were even more interesting. This herb was a newly discovered type. For the time being, there was no elixir formula that could refine it.
Even some Alchemy Grandmasters were studying it. They did not know where these guys got the elixirs from. Could it be that they were stronger than those Alchemy Grandmasters?
When Su Xin arrived at the market where the Sound-opening Grass was sold, it was extremely lively. Street stalls and shops were all selling the Sound-opening Grass.
This herb looked like a weed, but it had a bright red color. In any case, the appearance was the same.
The street was filled with the sound of hawking. There were also many Jianghu people around asking for the price. Su Xin looked back and forth. Although he did not know whether it was real or fake, he could feel that the Yuan Qi in the herb was not very strong. Most of them were counterfeit goods.
He shook his head and was about to leave when a wretched-looking warrior at the early Houtian realm suddenly pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Young Hero, do you want to buy this Sound-opening Grass? I have some stock here. It is guaranteed to be real. "
"There are so many merchants out there. How dare you say that yours is the real deal?" Su Xin asked with interest.
The warrior pulled Su Xin to a remote corner. There were not many shops or martial artists here. There was only an old man who was boiling tea at a stall.
He laughed and said, "Young Hero, you should be a sensible person. Every year, the Sound-opening Grass in our Songyang Prefecture is almost sold out. Even if others have it, they do not have much stock left. Of course, it is impossible to produce so much.
To be honest, I don't have any stock of Sound-opening Grass here. But compared to the stock, it is much fresher. "
As the warrior spoke, he carefully took out a red sandalwood box from his lapel. There were five Sound-opening Grass inside.
However, compared to the seven to nine inches long Sound Opening Grass that could be bought outside, the Sound Opening Grass that this martial artist took out was only three inches long.
Su Xin frowned and said, "Is this a Sound-opening Grass that is not fully grown?"
The warrior quickly said, "Young Master, you have a good eye. However, although this Sound-opening Grass is not fully grown, its effects are only slightly weaker than a mature Sound-opening Grass. It does not affect its effects at all."
Su Xin looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile. "You sure have some guts to secretly harvest this Opening Sound Grass, and you even dug out the immature seedlings."
Su Xin had seen this in the Six Fan School's information. The local forces of Songyang Prefecture had a good eye.
Although the Sound-opening Grass was produced in Songyang Prefecture, they did not monopolize it. Instead, they stipulated that they could only dig the Sound-opening Grass one month a year. Furthermore, they could only dig out mature Sound-opening Grass. No one was allowed to touch the immature seedlings.
The days of digging the Sound-opening Grass had passed, but this warrior still had the Sound-opening Grass. Furthermore, it was immature. It was obvious that he had stolen it. Furthermore, he had viciously stolen from Songyang Prefecture.
However, what did this have to do with Su Xin? Anyway, he was here to buy the Sound-opening Grass. As long as he got the Sound-opening Grass, even if Songyang Prefecture was immediately destroyed by an earthquake, it would have nothing to do with him.
Therefore, Su Xin asked directly, "Name your price."
The warrior gritted his teeth and said, "Young Hero, you seem to know your stuff. I won't ask for much. Five Sound-opening Grass for 500,000 taels or five Yellow-grade cultivation pills.
After all, if I'm discovered selling this, not only will I not be able to stay in Songyang Prefecture, but I might also lose my head. "
Su Xin nodded. This warrior's asking price was not too much. After all, this kind of herb could replace Spirit Pills at certain times. Generally, it was priceless.
Su Xin threw five hundred thousand taels of silver to him and took the box containing the Sound-opening Grass.
The warrior was overjoyed. He had actually met such a generous person today. He had agreed to it without even talking about the price.
Su Xin put the box into his mustard seed bag. The old man beside him, who was brewing tea, suddenly moved. A pot of boiling tea was suddenly thrown at Su Xin. At the same time, a thin sword was hidden in the tea and stabbed at Su Xin!
The warrior next to him was dumbfounded. This old man had been selling tea in Songyang Prefecture his entire life. How did he suddenly become an expert?
At that moment, Su Xin's heart trembled. He felt as if he was being stared at by a lone wolf walking in the dark. A chill rose in his heart.
Not to mention the cultivator selling the Sound Grass, even Su Xin himself didn't sense anything wrong with the old man selling the tea. It wasn't until the old man suddenly made his move that Su Xin felt a murderous aura.
Su Xin's God Stunning Finger suddenly shot out. In an instant, a majestic and scorching finger force exploded in the air, completely evaporating the boiling tea.
Amidst the misty steam, a thin sword flashing with a cold light pierced towards Su Xin's neck. There was clearly sword Qi surrounding it, but there was not the slightest fluctuation. Even the mist was not blown away by the slightest, showing the killer's astonishing control over his True Qi.
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