Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 50 - 50 47 Night Assassination

50: Chapter 47 Night Assassination 50: Chapter 47 Night Assassination “Ye Xuan, I’ve sent Yaoer on her way.

You won’t blame me, would you?”

After the carriage had completely vanished from his sight, Nangong Bo finally turned to look at Ye Xuan, his voice tinged with a slight sense of guilt.

“The eaglet must eventually learn to fly; it’s unavoidable.”

Ye Xuan shook his head.

In his opinion, Xuanbing Mansion was an excellent place for Nangong Yao, so why should he mind?

“Ah, with Yaoer gone, life will be a lot less fun.

Come, Ye Xuan, join me indoors for a couple of drinks.” After all, it was difficult for Nangong Bo not to feel melancholic having seen off the granddaughter, who he had raised himself and who had never left home, and now with her return unsure.

“Alright.”

Ye Xuan himself was feeling sentimental; Nangong Yao’s departure left him with a heaviness in his heart.

Drinking was the best way to vent.

It was noon when Nangong Yao and Granny Ning left, but by the time Ye Xuan finished drinking with Nangong Bo, it was already evening.

After bidding farewell to Nangong Bo, Ye Xuan left the Nangong residence to return to the Ye family.

They had been drinking Nangong Bo’s thirty-year-old vintage wine in the afternoon—a drink so strong that even Ye Xuan felt slightly tipsy and a bit drunk.

As usual, Ye Xuan took the shortcut back to the Ye family home, not the bustling main street, but the quieter and more secluded alleys that rarely saw foot traffic.

The sky gradually darkened, and what few passersby there were became even rarer.

The alley around Ye Xuan became extraordinarily quiet, the excess of silence eventually giving way to an eerie vibe.

“Hm?”

Suddenly, Ye Xuan glanced behind him at the eaves of a nearby building.

After a brief scan, he withdrew his gaze and frowned.

Could he have sensed wrong?

“Maybe I’ve just had one too many.”

After pausing for a moment, Ye Xuan shook his head and continued on his way.

“I almost got discovered.”

A shadow emerged from the spot above the eaves, a hint of surprise in their eyes.

“It looks like I must act fast.”

A flash of murderous intent appeared and vanished in the eyes of the figure clad in black, then they moved swiftly and disappeared into the night.

A few minutes later, at a three-way junction ahead of Ye Xuan, he suddenly felt a chill on his back—an astonishing killing intent locked onto him.

“Not good!”

Sensing a lethal threat, Ye Xuan’s drunkenness vanished completely, his mind sharpened, as he looked toward an ancient, derelict tower behind him.

In that instant, a “swoosh” sound of something cutting through the air pierced the quiet, and a lethally sharp arrow launched from the top of the tower.

Tracing a rainbow-like arc in the dark, it squarely hit Ye Xuan in the back.

“Thwack!”

The arrow pierced flesh, but Ye Xuan’s reflexive dodge in that startling moment meant it didn’t hit his heart—a critical point.

Still, the formidable force of the arrow drove through his body and sent him flying, pinning him to a thick tree wide enough for two people to embrace.

“He’s not dead?”

In the darkness, the person in black held a crossbow, and as the arrow was fired, they were convinced that Ye Xuan was as good as dead.

But contrary to their expectation, Ye Xuan had managed to avoid a fatal hit and narrowly escaped death.

“Clang!”

Having failed to kill Ye Xuan with a single arrow, the assassin drew a bitterly cold, gleaming blade and leaped down from the top of the tower, clearly intending to finish the job and kill Ye Xuan once and for all.

“This is bad!”

Seeing the swift figure of the assassin, Ye Xuan’s pupils contracted.

The attacker’s speed suggested that they were likely at the Seventh Grade Martial Master level.

If the assailant got close, Ye Xuan would surely be doomed.

Desperately pulling his body from the tree, the intense pain from his chest caused waves of dizziness in Ye Xuan.

The arrow was made of fine steel and even had rare xuan iron mixed in, which could easily tear apart the wound.

In just a short time, Ye Xuan felt he was losing too much blood.

If he didn’t treat the wound promptly, the consequences would be unthinkable.

But now there was no time for him to tend to his wounds.

Faced with the black-clad figure’s screeching approach, Ye Xuan had only one option, and that was to flee!

With his current strength, facing a suspected Seventh Grade Martial Master, he didn’t stand the slightest chance, not to mention the severe injury he had suffered.

The situation had nearly become a dead end!

This spot was unfortunately some distance from both the Nangong family and the Ye family, so there was no possibility of backup arriving.

The black-clad figure had clearly calculated the location and timing, intent on not giving him any chance to escape.

He had been careless this time.

He had sensed something earlier but didn’t take it seriously.

If he had only been more vigilant earlier, he might not have been so grievously wounded upon first impact!

The black-clad figure moved with lightning speed, in just a few blinks, he swooped down from a high tower like a wild goose, his legs whipping through the air, rapidly catching up to Ye Xuan from behind.

“Die, you brat!”

A cruel gleam flashed in his eyes as the black-clad figure swung his blade, aiming to bisect Ye Xuan and put him to death for good.

As the sharp blade light rushed towards him, a stunning glint flashed across Ye Xuan’s eyes.

At this moment, he had no choice but to fight for his life.

Whoosh!

However, at this critical juncture, a sword light suddenly appeared in midair.

Its speed was incredibly fast, almost otherworldly, and it struck first despite firing second, directly severing the black-clad figure’s sword-holding arm!

With a scream, the black-clad figure’s eyes widened in terror as he saw a slightly hunched silhouette appearing not far away in the darkness.

“Damn it!”

Seeing that he was only one step away from killing Ye Xuan, but now having lost an arm, the black-clad figure dared not linger any longer.

He hurriedly scrambled into an alleyway, making a swift escape under the cover of night.

Watching the disappearing figure of the black-clad figure, Ye Xuan too let out a sigh of relief.

Leaning against a wall, he immediately swallowed a blood-stopping pill and then sat down to activate his True Qi and heal his injuries.

“Thank you, elder, for your rescue.”

While circulating his energy, Ye Xuan looked toward the hunched silhouette.

If not for the latter’s intervention just now, he would have been doomed.

“You lad, to be ambushed in this county, it seems you’ve offended no ordinary foe.”

The silhouette revealed its form, and it was none other than Granny Ning, who had left the city during the day.

“Some petty people, that’s all.

Granny, didn’t you leave with Yaoer already?

How come you’re here again?” Ye Xuan asked in surprise.

“I came back specifically for you.

There were some things I couldn’t say directly in front of young lady Nangong.”

Granny Ning looked at Ye Xuan, who was covered in blood, and her turbid eyes somehow remained as undisturbed as an ancient well.

She then took out a white jade bottle and handed it to Ye Xuan, “You’ve persuaded Nangong Yaoer, which counts as a merit.

This is a Guiyuan Pill; it can greatly increase your chances of advancing to the next level.

From now on, forget about that young lady.”

After speaking, she turned to leave.

“Wait.”

With a grave expression, Ye Xuan called her to a stop and then tossed the jade bottle back to her, “It seems you’ve misunderstood me, Granny Ning.

My words about visiting Xuanbing Mansion in three years were not just to brush her off.

Three years from now, I’ll keep my appointment, and by then, I will visit Xuanbing Mansion as a Martial Sect Master.”

A mere Guiyuan Pill wouldn’t make him take orders, even if Granny Ning had saved him just moments before.

This was something he could not tolerate.

“Oh?”

Seeing Ye Xuan’s sudden determination, Granny Ning was mildly surprised, but the feeling was fleeting.

She retrieved the jade bottle and said indifferently, “You can’t even protect your own life.

Why insist on making such grand and stubborn declarations?

But if you’re this stubborn, fine.

In three years, I’ll be waiting for you to come.”

If Ye Xuan truly managed to advance to the Martial Sect Master Realm within three years, then even within Xuanbing Mansion, he would be considered a top-tier talent.

Naturally, she would no longer oppose his association with Nangong Yao.

But if not, she would never allow her disciple to be endlessly entangled with a mediocrity, held back and dragged down.

However, achieving the Martial Sect Master Realm within three years was easier said than done.

Even within Xuanbing Mansion, there was no disciple who could improve at such a breakneck pace, let alone Ye Xuan, a mere scion of a small-time family.

For him to achieve this was as difficult as ascending to the heavens and held almost no hope.

Granny Ning shook her head secretly and disappeared into the night with a flash.

After Granny Ning left, Ye Xuan struggled to prop himself up.

This place wasn’t safe, and if he were to face another assassination attempt in his current state, he’d be utterly without hope.

Above the alleyway, a pungent scent of blood spread, as if to add a touch of ghastly color to the scene.

Under the veil of night, only the blood-stained youth remained, staggering along alone…