The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1464 - Chapter 1464 Chapter 1562 The Flower Cat

Chapter 1464: Chapter 1562: The Flower Cat Chapter 1464: Chapter 1562: The Flower Cat Amongst the ruins, Juechen stood with his blade, in front of him lay a mangled corpse.

Wind Monarch!

The Wind Monarch, one of the four great Assassins of Hidden Kill Hall, was slain by Juechen with his treasured saber.

Blood flowed down Juechen’s chest; in his effort to kill the Wind Monarch, Juechen himself suffered severe injuries and allowed Fire King to escape with Li Zhangyi.

Therefore, Juechen failed to accomplish his mission, naturally leaving some reluctance in his heart.

Wind Monarch was cleaved in two by Juechen, the renowned one of the four great Assassins in Hidden Kill Hall meeting his end at Juechen’s hands, an outcome even Wind Monarch himself likely never foresaw.

However, as an Assassin, Wind Monarch had undoubtedly stained his hands with the blood of many, ending countless lives; now that he was killed by Juechen, if the world were to know, they would only applaud Juechen, with not a single person feeling sympathy for Wind Monarch.

Not even the people of Hidden Kill Hall would feel sympathy, because a dead Assassin has no value to be pitied–they are nothing but trash.

Picking up the Tiger-Head Mask that had fallen aside, Juechen put the mask back on and vanished into the dust and smoke.

Ever since the day he put on that Tiger-Head Mask, Juechen was no longer Juechen; he was the fierce tiger of Sky Swallowing Palace, following the commands of Hall Master Dugu Nian.

As for why he would willingly put on the Tiger-Head Mask? Why he would serve under Dugu Nian? These were secrets known only to Juechen, Dugu Nian, and the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

Even the other masked individuals in Sky Swallowing Palace were unaware of the reasons behind their peers donning these masks.

Each had their reasons, different from the next, they would not probe into each other’s motives; they just needed to perform their own duties.

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Meng Kingdom was once one of the Lower Three Kingdoms, also the first nation to be occupied by the three sect. This country was once home to many Poison Pill Masters, with nearly half of the nation under their control.

Now that the great battle between the two lands had concluded, Meng Kingdom was rebuilding, but naturally, it would take many years to regain its vitality after being ravaged by the ravages of war.

However, even though the country had not fully recovered yet, Poison Pill Masters had already entered the area and were once again using Meng as a base to build up their influence.

There were many Poison Pill Masters in Meng Kingdom, but Fang Lin later killed many of them, drastically reducing their number; the remaining Poison Pill Masters dared not to be too ostentatious and chose to act discreetly.

“Haha, though Meng Kingdom is now in ruins, once it is rebuilt, it will surely be more prosperous than before. If we take control of this place early, it’s as good as having Meng Kingdom in our grasp.” Within the former capital of Meng Kingdom, a group of Poison Pill Masters gathered to discuss how to develop their power from these ruins.

These Poison Pill Masters held low statuses within the Pill Alliance because their cultivation and Alchemy Tao prowess were not very impressive and didn’t stand out; therefore, they could only try to secure a foothold in the Lower Three Kingdoms and use the resources to improve themselves.

Of course, as Poison Pill Masters, they naturally engaged in poison-making, and such a gathering posed a significant threat to Meng Kingdom and the surrounding nations.

Perhaps they would restrain themselves a bit during the reconstruction of the Lower Three Kingdoms to avoid excessive attention, but once the rebuilding was nearing completion, they would begin some underhanded activities.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and a delicate short sword pierced through the throat of one of the Poison Pill Masters. He couldn’t even make a sound and collapsed limply to the ground.

“What?” The remaining poison pill masters were all shocked, hurriedly scattering to retreat, their faces filled with terror.

They knew that recently, an organization called Sky Swallowing Palace had emerged, whose masked experts were hunting down poison pill masters.

“The m-masked people!” A poison pill master said with trembling lips, his face completely pale.

Behind the fallen poison pill master stood a figure, slightly frail in appearance, dressed in purple robes, seemingly a woman.

And on this woman’s face, a delicately crafted cat mask was worn, which, though intricate, carried a hint of eeriness.

The cat-masked figure held a short sword in her hand; having killed one person, she struck again with astonishing speed. The poison pill masters present couldn’t get a clear look before they were all slain.

The cat-masked person didn’t seem to expend much effort killing these poison pill masters; she wiped her short sword clean and then left Meng Kingdom.

Several hours later, at the former location of the Purple Mist Sect in Qian Country, the cat-masked person appeared once again.

She walked to the highest peak of the Purple Mist Sect, where once stood the Purple Mist Great Hall, now unfortunately destroyed and its former glory no more.

Taking off the cat mask, an exceptionally beautiful face was revealed–it was Han Xiaoxing, the second daughter of the former Purple Mist Sect Master, Han Luoyun.

Seven years prior, Hidden Kill Hall conspired with the three sects to overthrow Qian Country, and every member of the Purple Mist Sect had retreated in advance to an unknown location.

Han Xiaoxing and her sister Han Yinyue had been sent away earlier by Han Luoyun to other places, fearing the day when Qian Country would fall into peril and his daughters would be implicated.

Now, Han Xiaoxing had become one of the masked figures of the Sky Swallowing Palace, answering to the Hall Master Dugu Nian.

Sitting atop the hill she was very familiar with, the mountain wind tousled her black hair, her thoughts inadvertently drifting back to years past.

She remembered that she and Dugu Nian used to find each other disagreeable and had even come to blows.

But now, Dugu Nian had become the Hall Master of the Sky Swallowing Palace, and she, Han Xiaoxing, one of his masked subordinates. The turn of events was indeed complicated and tortuous.

This time, Han Xiaoxing was ordered to eliminate the poison pill masters hidden in the Lower Three Kingdoms, but in her heart, she still held some nostalgia for the former Purple Mist Sect, leading her to this place, silently sitting atop Purple Mist Peak, gazing at the once-familiar scenery.

Apart from her, there was not a soul in the vast Purple Mist Sect–gatehouse in ruins, broken walls and debris scattered everywhere. The sect that had lasted for nearly a millennium was now gone.

“Hmm?” Han Xiaoxing’s gaze suddenly sharpened; she cultivated a special Pupil Skill that allowed her to see things far in the distance.

At that moment, a person approached the entrance of the Purple Mist Sect.

This was an unusual person, wearing a black mask on his head, dressed in black clothing that almost entirely concealed his body.

As this person reached the entrance of the Purple Mist Sect, eyes hidden beneath the black iron mask also expressed complexity and reminisced; this place too was where he had left many memories of the old days.

At this moment, the black-masked individual became aware of Han Xiaoxing’s presence, glancing toward the peak. Their gazes met, each revealing a chill.

ps: The second update has arrived, continuing to write. The big push will be on the 22nd, having been stockpiling drafts these days to ensure a major surge.

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