"Took care of them. It was a simple thing for someone so powerful and amazing." Yin Hu said.

Stroking his own ego a bit. Make sure to overplay his role in the whole thing. Let them imagine the assassins were more than what they were.

He waved his hand. The bodies, blood, muck, heads, all the viscera and nastiness disappeared. Right into his spacial rice bag. He hoped the liquids did not touch the rest of his precious items and contaminating the world shaking, miraculous medicines and pills he needed.

Each one was irreplaceable. But he was not about to leave a trail of bodies for people to find and link to him. Even the most chaotic towns still had rules. Prisons and jails. Laws that could not be broken. He didn't need evidence to lead back to him or super cultivators going on wild goose chases to capture a running fugitive by the name of Yin Hu.

Ruining all of his plans and goals in one fell moment.

Yin Hu looked back at the girls. They were still trembling and far more than he expected. Yes, they were young, but he was expecting a bit more from Jun. The Black Widows were pitifully weak mortals. Wiping the floor with them had been easy considering how much he expected from them.

No special techniques. Slow. Normal people that picked up daggers and wore tights. Yes, they were drop dead gorgeous, but that was probably the only dangerous thing about them. Maybe if he didn't move, they'd finally have a shot at hitting him.

It was almost disappointing.

The mysterious hooded figure whispering to him. Cryptic words and message. Everyone disappearing. Jun's very expressive reaction and pale face. Running away. The whole intro with the main lady assassin posing and her quote like she was a super villain that was meant to terrify. Yet, it took seconds for him to eliminate them.

He didn't have any Qi and neither did they.

Unable to use the system too. He had nothing but pure physical strength and athletic abilities. Which was not much considering how crazy cultivation worlds tended to get. Movement techniques that tended to be described as vanishing and reappearing. Disappearing all together.

Jun being too terrified to even see is an issue.

Yin Hu clearly remembered her beating the guards with more grace than this. Eliminating any chance of retaliation. Tree pose. Maybe it was more along the lines of the name and title of the Black Widows that terrified her? She did seem to be an emotional wreck.

He made mental notes to teach them how to fight. Throw a punch. Maybe even box a little bit or improvise a new Hu Clan set of katas. Make up all the techniques and skills by over utilizing his athleticism. Create his own new branch of kung fu. Dupe Jun into making actual techniques with Qi too.

The plan was already forming. But first were all the purifications and improvements.

"It was scary," Shui still didn't let go of Jun's robes. Hands balled into fists. "The dragons were—"

Jun picked the younger girl up. Holding her tight. Jun's hands were still shaking, but she found enough strength to protect and obsess over Shui.

"—scared too. You have a mean weapon."

Shui had mentioned dragons before. Her imaginary friends were always saying ridiculous things or doing ridiculous things. There were no simple days for them. Yin Hu was fine with it as long as she developed into a good person. Not turn into a murdering sociopath because the voices were telling her to kill things at will.

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Yin Hu sent his dagger into the rice bag, hiding it from the scared Shui, and looked around. It was dark and the alleyway empty. There would always be a few vagrants sitting on the walls. Maybe a house with a fire going and people talking.

Never this quiet.

"We should leave. Before anyone finds us."

Jun nodded.

"Give me, Shui." He said.

Yin Hu took the younger girl. Letting her piggy back so he could run comfortably. Him and Jun took off. Back towards their little home and courtyard. The thought to find and recover the tubs had crossed his mind, but the risks outweighed the potential retrieval.

They sent mobs, finally. He would not mess with the system that was in place for gradual power escalation. They'd probably find a super ancient master waiting for them as he studied the tubs they left behind. Give them a monologue and one tap them each.

No. This was good.

Practice for him to understand where exactly he ranked on the pyramid. Once the big wigs and truly powerful cultivators came out, he would disappear quicker than they could find him. Hopefully that was still a bit in the future. He needed time to advance Jun's Spiritual Roots and prepare Shui for everything too. Attempting that stuff in the middle of a forest as they rushed towards the biggest city in the area would not be wise. Even he could see how that would end horribly wrong.

Cause deviations or something. Heart demons? Yin Hu wasn't sure what would happen exactly but it wouldn't be anything great.

Both of them kept going until they reached the gate of their courtyard. Closed and everything in its place. As though nothing had happened and he hadn't just killed five Jade Beauties not even moments ago. Calm and serene.

Except for the demonic, Qi sucking, greedy tree.

"S-Should we bury them?" Jun looked at him with wide eyes.

"Yes," he could feel the bullshit artist and ancestor persona kick in. "Kill if we must, but we do not desecrate our enemies' bodies. We are not demonic. Righteous and holy instead!"

She nodded seriously. Buying his whole spiel without a hint of hesitation. He had her exactly where he wanted as a disciple and clan member. Eating his words without an ounce of doubt. Mold her into the super nuke that he needed to take out the super cultivator nukes pointed at them.

Yin Hu set Shui down. All three entered the courtyard.

Jun ran into the house and ran back out with two shovels. Rusty and they looked heavy.

He waved her off. Yin Hu looked into his spacial rice bag instead. Quickly finding some extravagantly named shovel and pulling it out. He made quick work of the loose dirt and grass to one side of the courtyard away from where they usually trained and moved. A forgotten area.

Using his full strength and speed to make it deep. The girls tried to help, but they were getting outpaced quicker than they could keep up. Eventually settling to watching instead.

Placing them outside of the town wasn't a possibility. Jun had spoken a lot about this Gang Boss character and how his supposedly miraculous array barrier worked. Making it impossible to leave or enter without him knowing. It would give them away instantly.

As long as they were inside it, they wouldn't get caught.

It took some time, longer than he expected, but he got it deep enough to place all the body parts and blood with a few feet of packed dirt on top. Shoveling all the dirt back in place and stamping it down with their feet. Doing what they can to make it look seamless.

Jun even removed parts of the carpet like grass from a different area and covered the gap they'd made to dig the large mass grave. Had he not known it was there, he wouldn't have been able to figure it out. It looked perfect.

His robes pulled from his empty core. A barely noticeable amount to clean all the dirt and grim he had on him.

It happened for the girls too. Their robes were nearly as impressive as his own.

"That's enough for tonight." He said. Studying Jun's and Shui's exhausted figures. They looked frail. Weak even. "Get some rest. I'll take care of anything that happens for now."

Both of them nodded. They turned and stumbled back into the house.

Yin Hu waited until they disappeared before walking towards the porch. He pulled out a comfortable, extravagant, lounging seat for him to rest on. Placing it directly to the left of where his cushion was. Beautiful mahogany wood. Dragons and beasts carved into it.

He grabbed a few cushions from the rice bag and got comfy on the chair. Sleep may elude him, but that didn't mean he liked being uncomfortable. The exact opposite actually. He loved the way the robes felt on his skin. How soft the cushions were. Everything that was of high level made for the best experience possible.

Leaning back, he looked up at the sky. Studying the strange stars he had never witnessed before. They would soon be overtaken by the dark clouds that were moving in from the distance. Rain and thunder. He may not see them for some time.

Are cultivator world storms as bad as normal earth storms? Or are they juiced up too?

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