Ye Xiao certainly took this road, but at this moment, he had some pressing matters to resolve.

By the side of a magnificent tree along the road, rustling sounds arose.

"Ah, that's the spot!" Ye Xiao shook it off and smiled smugly, looking unbearably adorable no matter how you saw it.

In fact, Ye Xiao didn't really want to pull over further up the road, but he couldn't hold it any longer. After all, the urge had hit him right after he left Black Mood, but go back? There was just no way, especially with a bit of traffic.

Having taken care of nature's call, Ye Xiao strolled leisurely toward the city in the Central District.

With Ye Xiao's pace, if he combined it with Nine Yang Divine Skill and used Wind Shadow Steps, he would reach the city in no time, but he wasn't in any hurry now.

Thinking of Jiang Miaoke, who had downed a whole cup of Nine Dragons Frolicking Pearls, Ye Xiao felt somewhat guilty. He should have stopped her at that time, but seeing her enjoy the drink so much, he held back. Although he could have used the Nine Yang Divine Skill to completely expel the alcohol from Jiang Miaoke's body later, he chose not to.

To be honest, Ye Xiao's decision was rather despicable; he simply didn't want to hang around with Jiang Miaoke anymore. After all, following her out each time was under duress.

Even though Jiang Miaoke had helped Yan Luo out and given Ye Xiao face, he had offended Feng Hai because of her while in Black Mood, and by extension, offended the Feng family. As Qi Xin had said, even if the Feng family elders didn't hold a grudge, what about Feng Hai? Or Feng Hai's elder brother? Clearly, none of them were easygoing. And back in Black Mood, Jiang Miaoke had clearly used Ye Xiao as a human shield. All things considered, that settled their scores.

Strolling toward the city, Ye Xiao realized that the area around the Jiang Family, about three or four kilometers away, had surveillance posts. The martial artists there were skilled, and if it weren't for Ye Xiao's keen senses, he might not have detected them so easily. However, after walking out three or four kilometers, he noticed the absence of surveillance—the Jiang Family obviously didn't bother with guards that far out.

Ye Xiao was in high spirits, pondering whether to visit the State Hospital later, considering Yan Luo and his mother were there.

Yan Luo's mother had a serious case of cerebral infarction, and Ye Xiao knew the condition well; typically, it required stent placement, which wouldn't come cheap—starting around thirty or fifty thousand. If it were more severe, being able to settle it with a hundred thousand would be lucky, indeed a disease of the affluent.

Of course, surgery carried its risks, and despite spending the money and undergoing the procedure, many still ended up dying.

As Ye Xiao walked on, deep in thought, he suddenly sensed something amiss. The guards that had been around earlier had vanished, and the trees lining the road were devoid of any presence. Just moments ago, however, Ye Xiao had detected some auras similar to those guards, yet now there were more, and he felt an intensely familiar sensation.

Killing intent!

Yes, it was a killing intent!

In his time as an assassin in the Federation and Lijiazhou, Ye Xiao had honed his sharp instincts for a long time, becoming exceedingly sensitive to the presence of killing intent.

Ye Xiao knew that the guards from the Jiang Family had not carried such killing intent; their presence merely felt like being watched from the shadows, uncomfortable but not hostile.

But now, the situation was starkly different. Ye Xiao felt as if he was being preyed upon by a pack of wolves, himself the piece of fat meat soon to be devoured.

Therefore, Ye Xiao suddenly stopped and a faint cold smile appeared on his face.

"Friends from who knows where, since you've come, why still hide?" Ye Xiao smiled, his voice not loud, but certainly audible to those with ill intentions around him.

Right after Ye Xiao spoke, seven or eight people suddenly darted out of the surrounding treeline, their speed incredibly fast, akin to bolts of lightning.

These eight individuals quickly surrounded Ye Xiao in eight different directions.

They were all dressed in outfits suited for moving in the dark; clearly up to no good.

Ye Xiao surveyed the scene and smiled again, saying, "It seems that you're here for me. However, I'm really at a loss as to what I've done to deserve such a warm reception."

"You're Blood Shura," one of the masked figures in black said to Ye Xiao with an icy voice.

Ye Xiao gave a slight start upon hearing this, as these individuals had come for the reputation of Blood Shura. He had previously boasted a bit, calling himself Blood Shura during a fight with Xiong Daoliang to intimidate the onlookers, knowing the moniker Blood Shura held a shocking power. But how did they learn about this nickname?

At first, Ye Xiao thought they were sent by the Zhao family.

Yet now that they knew the alias Blood Shura, they surely weren't just from the Zhao family, were they? So who could these people be?

Ye Xiao smiled wryly and said, "Correct, you're quite clever. But while you know who I am, I'm curious to know who you are."

"Ask King Yan," an assassin clad in a black mask said before swiftly drawing a knife from behind his back.

A gleaming Witch Blade!

"Witch Blade?" Ye Xiao mused as he observed, noticing the blades they held and their combat stances resembled the way of the Bushido.

Witches!

Ye Xiao's brow furrowed. When had he managed to offend the Witches?

But then it hit him — wasn't Qiushan He a Witch? And Songshan Jianyi too? Could these people belong to the Mountain Wolf Group?

Having called himself the Blood Shura during his fight with Xiong Daoliang, hadn't Qiushan He and Songzhu Jianyi been dead for a while? Why had it taken until now for someone to seek revenge?

At this moment, however, these assailants clearly weren't giving Ye Xiao any time to think.

Eight people, eight blades, each moving with incredible speed.

Qiushan He was quite powerful, but each of these who sought to kill Ye Xiao was several times stronger than he had been. Clearly, these people were at least Xuan Rank masters.

To deploy eight Xuan Rank masters all at once, the Mountain Wolf Group were certainly sparing no expense.

'Whoosh'!

As quick as lightning, the blade edge flew towards Ye Xiao's face, aiming insidiously for his throat. And that was just one blade. The others sought to pierce his heart or slash at his limbs.

In short, every strike from these men was aimed to take Ye Xiao's life immediately.

However, even without a weapon, Ye Xiao's reaction was lightning-fast. The sharp Witch Blades merely grazed by him, but none actually touched him.

"The swordsmanship is not bad," Ye Xiao taunted as he smoothly dodged all the blades and stood proud at a distance, "but alas, compared to the swordsmanship of the Yan Country, it's still one notch below."

The Witches bristled with rage upon hearing Ye Xiao's words, their eyes growing colder as they charged at him again with renewed fury.

In a blink, three or four converged on him, but Ye Xiao easily evaded the blades intended to harm him. He wanted to quickly resolve the fight, but if he attacked one, the other seven would fiercely aim to kill him.

But Ye Xiao wasn't in a hurry. He was only using a tiny fraction of his Nine Yang Divine Skill, so if he went all out, he should be able to deal with these attackers comfortably.

Yet Ye Xiao was well aware that since these people knew of his identity as the Blood Shura, they must have understood his strength to some degree. If so, was it really just these few attackers? Could there be others lying in wait, or was their strength far greater than it appeared?

Another three or five converged.

Ye Xiao continued evading with ease.

The leading Witch frowned slightly, then suddenly let out a cold command in Witch Language, "Set the Array!"

As an assassin proficient in many languages, Ye Xiao's extraordinary memory and learning capacity made him understand the Witch Language. Hearing that they intended to set up an Array, Ye Xiao thought it was fortunate he hadn't gone full force immediately — his suspicions had been correct; they indeed had a trick up their sleeve, and it involved an Array.

For a Martial Artist, facing opponents below one's level usually meant an easy victory. But if there were several of them, all knowledgeable in Array—that could change the situation drastically.

This was evident from the Seven-colored Lamp and their members.

The strongest amongst the Seven-colored Lamp was Luo Xin, who was merely at Early Xuan Rank. Not to mention facing Mid-stage Xuan Rank opponents, even Early Xuan Rank Martial Artists with slightly deeper cultivation could pose some difficulty.

However, if they joined forces and deployed the Seven-Colored Dragon Suppressing Formation, their strength would surge dramatically, allowing them to challenge even Late-stage Xuan Rank opponents. If all the members of the Seven-colored Lamp reached the Xuan Rank, then a Xuan Rank enemy would likely find it hard to handle them.

From this, the terror of an Array was clear; defeating higher-ranked adversaries was no fantasy.

Upon their leader's command, the Witches immediately surrounded Ye Xiao from eight directions and, at the same moment, their Witch Blades were suddenly thrown into the sky!

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