Chapter 702 – A Story about a City and a Blade (II) (1/2)

Chapter 702 – A Story about a City and a Blade (II)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The streets were covered in a thin layer of snow, and upon this snow was a distinct trail of footsteps.

Chen Changsheng had already walked to the end of the street. With a turn to the right, he would be at the alley of the Northern Military Department.

Ten-some zhang away, he could see a wall. Behind this wall was that courtyard.

No noise had come from behind him.

Not the sounds of blades or fighting.

But his mind was not affected in the slightest.

Because he believed in Wang Po.

As long as Wang Po was behind him, even if Wang Po's opponent was a legendary expert like Tie Shu, he only needed to keep looking forward.

At the wall and the courtyard behind it.

A wind stirred, its howls somewhat grating on his ears.

The thin snow upon the streets was rolled up and the snow upon the roofs of both sides of the street fell down.

The howl of the wind blowing every which way was very normal.

A figure burst from the snow.

A sword flew from this figure and stabbed at Chen Changsheng's forehead.

Even though they were still separated by several zhang, Chen Changsheng could sense the sharpness and aura of death upon this sword.

He slightly narrowed his eyes, not because of this sword, but because of the figure wielding it.

Faint specks of light could be seen flickering in and out of the snow that had been sent flying.

This assassin who had concealed himself in the snow for so long did not seem to be amongst the flying snow, but in another world.

This was because this assassin had his own world. Those specks of light were proof.

The first enemy Chen Changsheng encountered today was a Star Condensation Realm assassin.

A Star Condensation cultivator could lord over the provinces, become the elder of any sect. Just which one would be willing to become an assassin that couldn't be revealed under the light?

An assassin of this level was an extremely rare sight.

Even the Department for Purging Officials would not have too many.

Only one place in the continent possessed so many.

It was a very obscure organization of assassins. Su Li had once been a member.

No one knew the origins or location of this organization of assassins.

But Chen Changsheng knew.

In reality, this assassin organization was completely subordinate to the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

From the moment he saw this Star Condensation assassin and recognized their very familiar assassination style, he was sure of their origins.

The Imperial Court had truly succeeded in subduing the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

Chen Changsheng was not shocked, but he began to worry about Liu Qing.

Then, he put his attention on his eyes, focused his heart, and retreated.

With just a simple retreat, the gloomy and cold sword concealed within the wind and snow missed.

The moment his shoes pressed against the thin snow, the Stainless Sword emerged from the Vault Sheath with a clang.

With wind and snow obscuring his sight, it was impossible for him tell the location of the assassin.

But his eyes remained fixed on a certain place in the snow, showing no hesitation.

The sword intent of the Stainless Sword swiftly and forcefully followed his gaze.

Squelch.

A spurt of blood sprayed into the flying snow.

The assassin was forced out by his sword intent and swiftly flew backward until he crashed into the wall of the courtyard.

The snow atop the wall tumbled down onto the assassin's face and then was washed away by spurting blood.

A deep and bloody hole had appeared on the assassin's throat.

His eyes were filled with confusion and despair.

He could not understand how Chen Changsheng had been able to see through his position.

Even if he could see it, how had his sword been able to so effortlessly destroy his Star Domain?

Chen Changsheng was naturally able to destroy this assassin's Star Domain.

Because he used the Intellectual Sword and had a pair of intelligent eyes.

The current him had true essence as strong and solid as a mountain, a spiritual sense as serene and pliable as an ocean, and his swordplay had reached a most superb level.

His current level of cultivation might still be lacking compared to those true experts, but his understanding of the sword and his insight had already reached that high level.

From a certain perspective, he could look down upon opponents of the same level.

This assassin had also been at the Star Condensation Realm, but his cultivation was not comparable, and his assassination methods were inherited from Su Li and Liu Qing…how could he have possibly blocked Chen Changsheng's sword?

Blood seeped into the snow, churned into a rather vile slurry. The assassin slid down from the wall and died.

Chen Changsheng continued forward.

His footsteps were still steady and flat, his expression still serene, and he seemed very cautious.

One strike had slain one powerful enemy. In the end, it had still consumed no small amount of energy. More importantly, he knew that the battle had only just begun.