Dragon Fang was an assassin organization, disguised to the outside world as the Curled-up Dragon Sword Sect.

The sect’s disciples usually acted as chivalrous heroes in the martial world, participating in various activities and earning a good reputation. However, no one knew that the Curled-up Dragon Sword Sect was actually the infamous Dragon Fang.

Of course, not every disciple of the Curled-up Dragon Sword Sect was an assassin.

Only those disciples without family or support were specially selected and trained in the ways of an assassin.

In Leng Shi’s memory, he only knew of learning skills, taking on missions, and the highest leader he had seen was the Sect Leader of the Curled-up Dragon Sword Sect.

No one knew who was truly in charge of Dragon Fang.

Du Ge swaggered in through the main gate of the sect with Wu Chang.

Along the way, disciples kept greeting him.

Du Ge nodded in acknowledgment.

The deeper they went, the fewer people they encountered.

Wu Chang followed behind Du Ge, full of astonishment. He had thought He Xu would forcefully break into Dragon Fang, but he didn’t expect that He Xu was actually one of them. This sudden identity shift left him completely bewildered.

Eventually.

Du Ge and Wu Chang arrived at a serene courtyard halfway up the mountain.

Several lanterns hung in the corridor, casting a dim light that illuminated the small courtyard, revealing it to be filled with green bamboo.

A small stream flowed through the courtyard, with flowers blooming along its banks. There was a pavilion and a stone bridge, making it look like a hermit’s retreat.

A young man in tight-fitting clothes happened to walk out of the courtyard. When he saw Du Ge, he was taken aback. “Leng Shi?”

“Greetings, eldest senior brother.” Du Ge cupped his fists in salute and asked, “Senior brother, is Master inside?”

“He is.” The eldest senior brother looked at Du Ge, his voice turning cold. He stepped aside to open the gate, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword. “Master has been waiting for you to return!”

Du Ge nodded to the eldest senior brother and called to Wu Chang, “Let’s go, Old Wu.”

Wu Chang placed his hand on the sword at his waist, swallowing nervously, suddenly feeling uncertain.

If Du Ge had chosen to fight his way in, Wu Chang could have fought his way through, gaining courage and possibly even a skill from the ordinary disciples. But Du Ge had led him straight to the big boss, leaving his courage useless.

He Xu could easily defeat him ten times over. How powerful must He Xu’s master be?

He Xu was probably just using him as a shield…

Damn it!

If He Xu wasn’t a match for his master, Wu Chang needed to find a way to save himself. As an Alien Star warrior, he couldn’t become cannon fodder for these black-hearted strategists.

Dragon Fang was an assassin organization, and since Du Ge had already brought him in.

If He Xu failed, relying on his immortality and silver tongue, plus the support of the princess outside, he might be able to secure a position as an assassin in this organization, giving him a foundation in this world, which was better than following a fallen princess…

…

As soon as Du Ge stepped into the courtyard, a deep voice came from inside the room, “Leng Shi, are you returning as a Dragon Fang assassin or as Mr. He, the imperial teacher of the Fourth Princess?”

“Master, I am returning as a challenger.” Du Ge stood in the courtyard, laughing loudly.

“…?” The voice inside the room was momentarily stunned, then laughed, “Who do you plan to challenge?”

“Naturally, you, Master. Master, no matter what I say, it will come down to a fight in the end. We might as well fight first. If I win, I call the shots. If you win, you call the shots. It saves us all time.” Du Ge laughed.

With the attribute growth brought by the trend, his divine sense could now cover five hundred meters, making him fully aware of his surroundings. He didn’t need to enter the room, giving up his advantageous position.

“Arrogant.” Behind Du Ge, the eldest senior brother suddenly drew his sword, “Leng Shi, I will clean up this traitor to our sect for Master.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

He thrust his sword towards Du Ge’s back.

“Don’t harm Mr. He.” Seeing this, Wu Chang lunged forward to block the attack for Du Ge. The eldest senior brother was faster than He Xu. Without attribute assistance, no matter how diligently he practiced martial arts these days, he couldn’t be a match for him. The only way to show his bravery was to block the attack.

Of course.

He also wanted the people inside the room to see his recovery ability.

Puff!

The eldest senior brother’s sword pierced Wu Chang’s shoulder, making him pause. He then twisted his hand, intending to tear open Wu Chang’s shoulder.

But just as he moved, Du Ge had already turned around, thrusting his sword towards the eldest senior brother’s wrist.

The eldest senior brother was forced to retreat, pulling his sword out of Wu Chang’s shoulder.

“Wu Chang, truly a brave warrior. You defend, I’ll attack.” Du Ge smiled, standing behind Wu Chang, pushing him forward as a shield, while his sword thrust from either side of Wu Chang towards the eldest senior brother.

The eldest senior brother deflected Du Ge’s attacks with his sword, looking puzzled at Du Ge hiding behind Wu Chang. He didn’t understand Du Ge’s fighting style.

Why use an old man as a shield?

Assassin swordsmanship was supposed to be flexible and unpredictable. Having someone in front was actually a hindrance, and how many strikes could an old man block?

The eldest senior brother sneered, preparing to use his sword to kill Wu Chang first.

Suddenly.

Du Ge’s voice came, “Look at his wound.”

As soon as he spoke.

Du Ge tore off Wu Chang’s clothes, revealing his smooth shoulder.

The eldest senior brother was stunned, “Heavenly Demon?”

Taking advantage of his distraction, Du Ge stepped out from behind Wu Chang, thrusting his sword twice, disarming the eldest senior brother and stabbing his shoulder, “Senior brother, my apologies.”

Then.

He thrust his sword towards the eldest senior brother’s throat.

At that moment.

A stern shout came.

Du Ge felt surrounded by sharp sword energy, covering all his escape routes.

In Leng Shi’s memory, Master was a top expert of the time, capable of releasing true energy. None of the assassins could last three rounds against Master.

Even with his attribute growth, without attack skills, he couldn’t defeat his master, at least not without getting injured.

For now, he didn’t plan to reveal his identity as an Alien Star warrior.

But it was different with water at Master’s residence.

Feeling the sword energy approaching.

Du Ge turned again, using Wu Chang to block the sword energy.

At the same time, he thrust his sword, transforming the water in the stream into countless water arrows, shooting towards Master.

Master never expected Du Ge to use water to attack. He was momentarily stunned, but his reaction was quick, shattering the water arrows with his sword.

However, the scattered water arrows still soaked his clothes.

The old man didn’t care about his wet clothes, looking at Du Ge with a sneer, “Is this your reliance? Heavenly Demon? Magic?”

“Yes, this is my reliance.”

Du Ge smiled, spinning Wu Chang to face his master, feeling awkward facing an old man.

Wu Chang swallowed, trying to muster courage, glaring at the old man, “To harm Mr. He, you’ll have to step over my dead body.”

The old man ignored him, looking past him at Du Ge, “Leng Shi, you’ve hidden well. Not using magic for over ten years? Too bad you learned water magic, the weakest of all… uh!”

His voice stopped abruptly, his legs clamping together, letting out a high-pitched scream, his face turning red, “You…”

“Water magic is weak only if you don’t know how to use it.” Du Ge chuckled, and without any visible movement, the water in the stream rose, forming a giant dragon that lunged at his master.

The old man slashed at the water dragon, shattering it into a large water ball that enveloped his head, blocking his mouth and nose.

Then.

In the old man’s terrified eyes, the water turned into streams, entering his nostrils and ears.

The old man quickly retreated, using true energy to expel the water from his seven orifices.

But as soon as he moved, the water around his head froze rapidly…

As it froze.

Du Ge leaped forward, his sword striking his master’s arms and legs, severing his meridians.

Just as he severed the meridians, the ice around the old man’s head shattered under the force of true energy, scattering everywhere. The severely injured old man couldn’t stand, stumbling and falling to the ground, groaning as he landed.

Du Ge smiled, pointing his sword at his master’s throat, “Master, you lost.”

Wu Chang was dumbfounded, looking at Du Ge with resentment, thinking, this is the insignificant magic you mentioned?