76 Uncommon mission (1/2)

When Bai Yun reached the garden he found his mother sitting there and staring at him coldly. His father was sitting to the side and chuckled when he saw Bai Yun enter.

Xiao Mei-er looked Bai Yun up and down. Bai Yun simply stood there nervously waiting for the verdict.

”Old Hai told us what happened. Is this going to be a regular occurrence?” She asked.

”Nope.” Bai Yun replied while furiously shaking his head.

Xiao Mei-er stared at Bai Yun for a long time. After a while, she sighed. The terrifying power that was suffocating Bai Yun disappeared.

”If you had gotten injured while killing a useless peak qi condensation gangster, I would have disavowed you myself.” She said. ”At least you are not completely useless. But then again to be this injured while facing a useless gang, if it wasn't because your cultivation is so low, I would have told you to never tell anyone that you are my son.”

Bai Yun smiled wryly when he heard his mother. She was truly fierce.

”I just have one question.” She continued. ”Why did you kill them all?”

”Huh.” Bai Yun was confused. What else was he supposed to do wit trash like that?

”Killing them is far too generous.” Xiao Mei-er said. ”You should have let them suffer for a long time. Instead of killing them, you should have ad old Hai capture them. Then you can first cut off their ba**s and then slowly torture them. I mean there are so many good tortures you could try. You could have skinned then or boiled them alive. You could crush their limbs and hang them up on the street or... .”

For the next five minutes, Xiao Mei-er continued to list various tortures that one could try. By the end, every single person there including Bai Mu was quietly trembling. They all silently decide to never piss off Xiao Mei-er. Ever.

Once she was done, Bai Yun quickly made his escape back to his room. Thankfully his mother allowed him to continue the assassin job. But she made him promise that if he ever came across a similar situation again, he would immediately call old Hai and not try to be a hero. Once he escaped back, he continued his recovery process as well as his alchemy practice.

Soon Bai Yun settled into a rhythm. Every morning he would wake up and spend the whole day practicing alchemy. After sunset, he would pick a mission from the blood moon card, and then go with old Hai to complete it. Most of these missions were to kill the leader of a local gang similar to his first mission. Except that these missions were placed by leaders of other local gangs and thus were more profitable than that. These missions were due to wars between different gangs in the area. Due to them placing a lot of missions like these all the time, most gangs, and gang leaders tend to die quite quickly.

Once he was done with the mission he would come back and sleep. Since he didn't run into similar cases as the first one, he did not lose his cool and battle with a whole gang by himself. This also meant that he did not get even a single injury during any of his missions.

In the blink of an eye, two weeks had passed by. Yesterday Bai Yun had finally saved up enough money to buy two skin sewing pills.

Skin sewing pills were pills that contained a huge amount of energy suitable for creating the mysterious pattern of the skin necessary to complete the first realm of body transformation, skin sewing. Unlike normal pills, the skin sewing pill would release a special qi brimming with life force that is extremely suitable for skin sewing. And the qi would be released in a slow stream and not all at once. Since during skin sewing one used qi as a thread and needle, it was necessary to have a steady stream of energy and not a single big blob. Otherwise, the energy might dissipate before it could be absorbed.

Usually, a single skin sewing pill had far more than necessary energy to complete a skin sewing. It contained extra energy in case some of the energy of the pill was leaked out during the creation of the mysterious pattern. But the Undying Body needed a tremendous amount of energy to cultivate each skin sewing patch, much greater than any other technique. Thus he needed two. And that was with his god sense ensuring that not even one drop of qi would be lost.