In the secret market of Tiantong City, a youth who looked seven to eight parts similar to Zhu Yu, appearing to be sixteen or seventeen years old, walked into a small house within the market.
"Hello, is this where I submit a commissioned task?"
The youth had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, appearing quite handsome, with a hint of shyness.
"That's right, it is. Young man, what task are you submitting?"
The person assigned by the Xing Clan to be in charge here was a female cultivator who looked very kind.
The moment she saw the youth, she was captivated by his clear and bright eyes.
Being gazed at by such pure eyes, her legs unconsciously drew together, trembling slightly, her palms covered in sweat.
"Oh, it's like this. I just killed someone. Here's the body. Does it need to be inspected?"
As the youth spoke, he took out a bloody sack from his storage bag and casually tossed it onto the ground.
The kind-faced woman covered her mouth, which had opened in surprise.
Wow!
His voice was surprisingly pleasant too.
Even though he spoke of cold and mundane matters like killing, there was a heartwarming power to it.
"Hmm! Let me take a look!"
Although she was stunned by the youth's appearance, she could not be negligent in her work.
The kind-faced woman opened the blood-soaked sack. The body inside had been cut into several pieces, and some limbs were missing.
However, with a sweep of her divine sense, she could tell that this person was the alchemist from the bounty mission.
The kind-faced woman looked at the handsome youth before her again, noticing his casual demeanor, as if he didn't think much of it.
Indeed, he was both handsome and capable. At this moment, her gaze towards the youth was twinkling with little stars.
"Confirmed! It is indeed the alchemist Xiao Fei. Please wait a moment!"
The kind-faced woman opened a cabinet and took out a wooden box.
She placed the wooden box on the table, broke the seal, revealing ten Jianmu ore stones placed inside.
"The mission rewards are all here. Please check them."
The youth stepped forward, picked up a piece of ore, checked it with his divine sense, nodded in confirmation, and put it into his storage bag.
"Thank you! I shall take my leave!"
"Young man! Auntie really likes you. Feel free to visit me when you have time."
"Alright, thank you!"
The youth politely cupped his hands in a salute and then disappeared into the vast crowd.
The kind-faced female cultivator watched the handsome youth leave before returning to sort out the body, which still needed to be delivered to the employer for confirmation.
...
After leaving the secret market, the youth moved at an extremely fast pace, causing many who wished to track him to ultimately fail.
After shaking off numerous tails, the youth slipped into a secret chamber within Tiantong City.
Xiao Fei, who had been dead for several days, was now sitting in the secret chamber, drinking wine leisurely and at ease.
"Master, the mission is successfully completed."
The handsome youth presented a wooden box to Xiao Fei.
Xiao Fei opened the wooden box, revealing ten Jianmu ore stones inside.
He had searched for over a hundred years without finding a single piece, and now he had obtained ten at once.
He was now contemplating, with such a great opportunity, whether he should die a few more times.
"Fei Yu! You did a great job this time. I'll reward you with this jar of ten-thousand-year-old spirit wine."
"Thank you, Master!"
Fei Yu happily accepted the jar of wine and sat down at the table to drink.
...
Three more days passed. The secret market confirmed through the corpse that Xiao Fei was indeed dead, and the bounty for assassinating Xiao Fei was removed.
Xiao Fei's small shop reopened its doors.
Huang Feifei had perhaps overcome her grief and cheered up again.
She hired some craftsmen to repair the house damaged during the fight.
Then she reopened for business, but due to her low spirits, she only accepted five patients a day.
This made many people curse the mastermind behind the scenes in their hearts.
Amidst these curses, Young Master Xing, fanning himself with a feather fan, walked into the shop again.
"Fairy Feifei! Please accept my condolences. I've brought you some gifts today. Please accept them."
"Young Master Xing, we are not related. It would be better not to send gifts."
Huang Feifei politely refused Young Master Xing's gift. The exquisite gift box that Young Master Xing had just taken out remained frozen in his hand.
"I'm sorry, I need to treat a patient now. Please let me pass."
Young Master Xing received a cold shoulder and left with a flick of his sleeve.
She only treated five patients today and quickly finished. She continued to clean the counter and organize the spirit pills and medicines as she did when Xiao Fei was still alive.
However, her peace was soon disturbed. Ji Zhuo, sweating profusely, walked in from outside.
"Please have a seat, Fellow Daoist Ji!"
Huang Feifei's attitude towards Ji Zhuo was much better, and she even brewed him a pot of spirit tea.
"Fairy Huang, according to my investigation, the mastermind who hired assassins to kill Fellow Daoist Xiao is that Young Master Xing."
"This person looks decent, but I didn't expect him to be so vicious."
"May I ask if Fellow Daoist Huang has considered avenging Fellow Daoist Xiao?"
This Ji Zhuo was indeed warm-hearted and helpful.
"If you are preparing for revenge, I am willing to lead the Ji Clan disciples to help Fellow Daoist Xiao."
Huang Feifei shook her head, her expression full of disappointment.
"The Xing family holds absolute power in Tiantong City. How can a weak woman like me exact such a great revenge?"
"I believe there are ways. At worst, we can lure the opponent outside the city, and the two of us can attack together. We will surely be able to kill him."
Huang Feifei still lacked confidence and was hesitant.
"We Ji Clan still have many disciples in Tiantong City. If we gather them all, killing one Young Master Xing should not be a problem."
"However, after killing him, we must escape Tiantong City in time and avoid entering this city again easily."
But Huang Feifei seemed very timid and remained hesitant, not daring to make a decision.