novelbest Chapter 553 - 394: Endless Nightmare, Collecting a Small Interest in Advance
Chapter 553 - 394: Endless Nightmare, Collecting a Small Interest in Advance
"Can you manage without alerting anyone?"
"Yes, I can."
"Good, then let’s go."
Su Mu nodded slightly and stepped forward briskly. A flash of fervor passed through the eyes of the Phantom Demon; he clearly understood that what stood before him was merely an illusion of Su Mu.
He was entrusted with such confidence; was he not afraid of a sudden sneak attack?
"This is a true strongman!" thought the Phantom Demon silently.
Fire Shadow’s eyes flickered slightly, it wasn’t arrogance, but he had quietly spread the Desolate Thought, holding all of the Phantom Demon’s intentions in control.
As soon as the Phantom Demon harbored any disloyal thoughts, Su Mu would unhesitatingly trigger the Blade Qi left in the Phantom Demon’s body, killing him on the spot.
"Inside, there’s a Titled Grandmaster." Fire Shadow’s eyes flashed with radiant Silver Radiance.
The Phantom Demon was shocked at those words; his face showed undisguised admiration and fervor. Even as just a shadow, he exhibited such immense Spiritual Power. The lord is indeed powerful!
"Leave it to me, my lord. Just a Titled Grandmaster, I can make him die without knowing how he died."
At those words, Su Mu shook his head.
"No killing tonight, I have my plans."
"No killing?"
The Phantom Demon was stunned but showed no hesitation; his eyes glinted with Silver Radiance, the Heavy Pupils quivering slightly, the two pupils separated, silver light rippled out from beneath his feet like water, expanding circle by circle, then began to permeate the oasis.
"My lord, it’s done."
Su Mu nodded and stepped into the oasis. The team of Martial Artists guarding the oasis perimeter, including several Grandmasters, became dazed and vacant at once, watching the two enter without any response.
"The defense here is surprisingly weak."
The Phantom Demon couldn’t help but murmur, yet an understanding soon dawned in his heart.
This place could rightly be called Huaxia’s Forbidden Zone. Unless one had the courage of a bear and the heart of a leopard, who would dare to provoke a Martial Saint’s woman?
Yet tonight, someone did.
And it was more than one person.
...
In the depths of the oasis, a tall figure lay in deep sleep, serene and quiet.
Thud, thud, thud-----
Outside the room, several maids who had been serving and attending to Sima Jingshu for nearly a decade stood trembling with trays of food. One maid stepped forward cautiously to knock on the door.
The door wasn’t shut, and with a creak, a crack opened.
"Madam, today we made your favorite..."
"So annoying, get lost, if you don’t want to die, all of you get out!"
Instantly, a roar echoed from within. The maids outside promptly lowered their heads in response and withdrew from the room, their faces anxious, yet their actions unhurried, evidently familiar with the temper of the master inside.
Like the ever-changing wind and clouds, unpredictable and capricious.
After venting, Sima Jingshu felt her anger slightly subside; she still couldn’t accept the present outcome.
"Useless, all worthless!"
Sima Jingshu’s heart bled; only she knew the enormous price she paid to mobilize the Dark Demon Society for action this time.
Previously, that person had warned her not to intervene further.
But she openly defied that person’s warning, and this time, she directly pushed against that person’s bottom line. The Martial Saint Secret Technique implies the Martial Saint’s heritage, which cannot be easily accessed even by that person’s disciple.
As for the Martial Saint, in the eyes of the world, they are akin to divine spirits walking the human world.
Sima Jingshu’s eyes revealed frightful hatred; as an adopted daughter, she held little affection for her adoptive father, Sima Lin, nor was there a deep bond with her brother, despite growing up together.
In this regard, as an adopted daughter, she inherited the Sima family’s callousness and indifference well by nature.
From the start, Sima Jingshu wasn’t driven by revenge, but by pride; those two sharing the Sima surname were killed, and doing nothing would disgrace her, Sima Jingshu.
So she directed Jing He, one of the Eighteen Masters of the Overlord Blade, to murder.
If all had gone well, it would have been a joyful resolution.
However...
Jing He, that worthless one, failed.
Even afterward, that ant named Su Mu unexpectedly received strong protection from the Huaxia Military Department, and even that person had to make concessions, delivering warnings.
But how could this breath be easily swallowed?
Thus, sparing no cost, she engaged one of the three major assassin organizations, the Dark Demon Society, and concurrently infiltrated one of the Five Major War Zones of Huaxia, with poisoning proceeding in tandem.
She thought all would go as planned, yet that Su Mu turned out to be as indomitable as a cockroach, even his associates showed astonishing resilience.
A patient already at death’s door managed to escape death after being dosed with Genetic Poison.
"Why, why couldn’t you obediently die, why couldn’t your whole family just be killed quietly?"
Finally, tranquility engulfed the room once again.
A gentle snoring sound faintly emanated from inside.
The maids lightly treaded into the room, making nearly no sound, as any noise would mean only one outcome.
To become fertilizer for the rare flowers and trees in the courtyard.
After tidying everything, the maids tiptoed out of the room. A maid who had cared for Sima Jingshu for years couldn’t help but remark as she looked at the lady sleeping on the bed.
"When Madam sleeps, she truly resembles a celestial maiden, no wonder even the Martial Saint can’t resist..."
Not until they left the courtyard did the maids let out a long sigh of relief.