Banshee Family Training Record

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Two days have passed, and the target still hasn't returned, but they're not in a hurry. Patience is the most important thing in this line of work; sometimes, waiting a whole year for a single task is common.

If they hadn't been patient, they would have messed things up long ago, and their organization wouldn't have grown to its current size.

They have now calmed down and focused on their goals. Since their target hasn't returned, they are quietly cultivating and waiting patiently. This way, they won't miss any opportunities or delay their own cultivation.

However, this time, they were clearly not so unlucky; in fact, they were quite lucky.

As the sun gradually set and darkness fell, a tall figure slowly approached from afar.

Her long, pure white hair with a hint of light blue was tied in a high ponytail at the back of her head, and she wore a silver hard leather trench coat, which made her look heroic and dashing.

She wore light green trousers and tall black high-heeled boots, but at this moment, her steps were trembling slightly, and she was swaying as if she could barely stand.

The reason was obvious to many assassins: she was holding a huge gourd of wine, and even now, she was still raising the gourd, tilting her head back, and pouring wine into her mouth: "Uh...hehe..."

"Do not laugh at me, drunk and lying on the battlefield; how many have returned from ancient battles... Ah, indeed a fine poem..."

She was muttering lines of poetry she had learned from who-knows-where, clearly completely drunk.

She staggered forward into the sea of ​​flowers, suddenly rolled over and lay down in it, then raised the gourd in her hand high, opened her mouth, and the strong liquor inside fell into her throat.

The rich aroma of wine spread far and wide, and the assassins and others waiting in the forest couldn't help but swallow hard.

“Good wine,” one of the assassins whispered. “After we kill her, we must have a good taste of it.”

"Don't get distracted!" another assassin whispered. "Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator can get drunk, they can wake up at any time by circulating their cultivation technique!"

"We need to be careful; we don't have much room for error."

The assassins whispered amongst themselves, while at that moment, amidst the sea of ​​flowers, Ye Jinglan drank the last sip of wine, shook the gourd, and found that it was indeed gone.

She was quite annoyed, threw away the gourd, but stopped moving. She lay in the sea of ​​flowers, facing the dim sky, closed her eyes, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

And at that very moment, the person in the shadows made their move.

Two phantom figures, one on the left and one on the right, enveloped her from both sides. The long swords in their hands gleamed with a sinister cold light as they silently entered the sea of ​​flowers.

Two men in black arrived at the edge of the woods, concealing themselves among the treetops, almost completely blending into the leaves, yet resembling a fully drawn bowstring, poised to launch themselves at any moment towards their target.

Everyone was ready, blades drawn, waiting to take her head and claim her life, so they could curry favor with the Qin people.

At that very moment, Ye Jinglan, who was lying in the sea of ​​flowers, suddenly opened her eyes.

call--

A terrifying storm suddenly erupted, scattering everything in its path. The woman, who had just been lying drunk on the ground, was abruptly thrown into the air. The approaching assassins on both sides were caught off guard and forced to retreat, uttering a gasp: "Ugh—"

She herself was suspended in mid-air, her trench coat blown off by the gale, leaving only a tight-fitting black sports vest on her upper body, exposing her two fair but muscular arms: "Where did this rat come from, daring to provoke me, Ye Jinglan?!"

She shouted loudly, her penetrating voice piercing the silent night sky and carrying far and wide. An endless storm swirled and churned around her, and in an instant, both assassins who had infiltrated the sea of ​​flowers were exposed!

The two men's expressions changed drastically, and they immediately sheathed their swords: "Damn it, there must be something wrong with this sea of ​​flowers. We actually woke her up!"

"What is this? Her racial talent?"

"That's why I despise these rare demon cultivators who pop out of who-knows-where. You have absolutely no idea what strange and wonderful abilities they might have!"

……

The two assassins grumbled and complained, but then they also took off, unleashing their spiritual power in the storm summoned by Ye Jinglan, revealing their true cultivation level.

Both were late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the blades in their hands were extraordinary!

"drink--!"

Seeing these two, Ye Jinglan was not afraid at all. If it was just one against two, she was confident that she could suppress them both.

But since these people dared to come knocking, they probably have even more enemies in the shadows.

Must be on guard!

She didn't say much, remaining calm and composed. She silently chanted an incantation, calling upon the storm to lift her up. Then, her body suddenly transformed into a bolt of lightning, speeding through the storm.

She is confident that she is virtually invincible in her field!

The two assassins brandished their gleaming blades, but they couldn't keep up with her speed. Before one assassin could even react, he was struck squarely in the face and sent flying dozens of meters away, plummeting down a cliff hundreds of meters below, his fate unknown.

Another one caught up, attempting to slash him across the waist with his long sword, but Ye Jinglan easily dodged it. She turned around and elbowed the man in the back, instantly rupturing his heart and causing him to vomit blood. Terrified, he retreated into the distance, putting distance between himself and her.

Since being besieged by the demon cultivators brought by Zou Min, Ye Jinglan's strength has improved over the past year. Especially after sparring with Yan Shuiyi, she seemed to have suddenly figured out some key points. Therefore, she can now easily defeat two opponents who are both at the late Foundation Establishment stage!

"Ah--!"

Seeing two opponents of the same cultivation level utterly powerless against her, she scoffed, "You cowardly rats, hiding your heads and tails, and you're so easily defeated!"

Before she could finish speaking, another dark figure suddenly attacked from afar, its blade aimed directly at her heart—

Ye Jinglan felt a chill run down her spine and dodged to the side, striking back with her elbow. However, the dark figure reacted even faster, arriving first despite being behind. The high-speed body suddenly stopped, twisted and flipped, and kicked out, slamming Ye Jinglan to the ground!

Chapter 403 To survive in this world, you need a background!

The ground on the mountaintop sank into a deep pit, and the man in black looked down at her from high above, his mood quite displeased.

It wasn't because Ye Jinglan performed exceptionally well, but rather because of his two subordinates. He was already annoyed that they hadn't managed to finish her off quickly, and now, even with both of them attacking together, they still couldn't take her down?

What kind of trash is this? Can't live without a sneak attack?

For a moment, the man in black was in a very bad mood, but since he was the one who was asked to do this job, he decided to take action himself.

In his eyes, Ye Jinglan was already a dead person.

"You're pretty good at fighting," the new assassin said softly, looking down. "But what good is your fighting ability?"

As he spoke, he unleashed his spiritual energy. An immense pressure pressed down upon them, instantly moving Ye Jinglan.

That's the spiritual energy fluctuation of the Golden Core stage. This man is at the Golden Core stage!

He looked down at Ye Jinglan with arrogance, his disdainful gaze seeming to say, "What good is it if you can fight? In this world, cultivation is what matters!"

The suppression of my cultivation level is enough to make all your skills seem insignificant!

"Good, good, good!"

From the large pit below, Ye Jinglan slowly climbed out, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and sneered, "I really don't know who is so arrogant as to hire a Golden Core stage assassin to kill me!"

The cultivator high above sneered, completely ignoring her provocation: "You'll understand when you're dead."

As he spoke, he swooped down, intending to end her life with a single blow, but at that moment, a golden light suddenly shone from Ye Jinglan's body!

The golden light expanded rapidly, forming a huge semi-circular shield in the blink of an eye, protecting her within it. The Golden Core cultivator's longsword struck it, producing only a crisp "clang," and then no other reaction.

Even the force of the recoil made his hand go numb, and he was shocked.

what happened?

This woman actually possesses such a magical treasure, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from me, a Golden Core cultivator?!

He didn't understand, but then a clear female voice came from afar: "You're right, you can fight better than her, but what good is it to be better than her!"

It was the voice of Princess Sheng Linglong of the Jin Kingdom.

Upon hearing the woman's voice, the assassin in black immediately changed color.

Oh no, we've been ambushed!

He gritted his teeth and sheathed his sword, trying to retreat into the distance. However, it was too late. From all directions, a silver light shot into the sky. These were the brocade-clad guards with swords surrounding them, leaving him with nowhere to run!

The other two had just returned and were planning to cooperate with their superior to take the situation quickly. Upon seeing this, they were also furious and hurriedly scattered to try to escape. However, while they were fast, the brocade-clad guards with knives were even faster. They burst into boundless light in mid-air and turned into meteors to intercept and kill the enemy halfway. No one could escape and they were all shot down halfway!

Only the Golden Core stage assassin remained. He roared and soared into the sky, instantly rising a thousand meters above the ground. His long sword flashed like lightning, tearing through the dark night sky.

He continued to put up a desperate resistance, but unfortunately, it was only a temporary reprieve. Soon, Sheng Linglong, dressed in a beautiful pale yellow dress, soared into the sky, let out a shout, and a massive seal crashed down from the heavens, engulfing everyone within it!

The guards with swords had anticipated this, and they coordinated to lower themselves and block the assassin's movements. The latter was caught off guard and had no way to dodge. As a result, the earth-shattering pressure pressed down on him squarely!

"Well--!"

Unable to bear the immense pressure, the Golden Core cultivator immediately fell from the sky, crashing to the ground and creating a deep crater.

Many cultivators landed one after another, and Sheng Linglong also put away her Heaven-Covering Seal, landed on the ground, clapped her hands, and was in a good mood.

She handled the matter very efficiently this time, without even needing Prime Minister Ge to cover for her. Having defeated an enemy of the same level so easily, she was now quite satisfied with her own strength.

Then, she looked down at the Golden Core cultivator in the deep pit: "When you're out in the world, you need power and connections! I'm asking you, what are you doing here?"

She looked down at the Golden Core cultivator with disdain, as proud as a true queen.

The Golden Core cultivator in the mud pit looked up at her, panting heavily, and then suddenly said, "If I tell you, could you spare my life?"

Sheng Linglong raised an eyebrow: "You're not qualified to talk to me about these conditions. Whether you're executed on the spot or thrown into the dungeon, it all depends on your choice now. Speak!"

Around her, her guards, who were carrying swords, had also landed from the sky. Upon seeing this, they took half a step forward, their long swords half-drawn from their sheaths, ready to fight.

The Golden Core cultivator lowered his head, unwilling but resigned to his fate: "We were commissioned to hunt down the last descendants of the Ghost Butterfly clan."

At that moment, Yun Chu'an, Zhu Yunqing, and the others rushed up from the foot of the mountain and met up with Ye Jinglan. Hearing this person say such a thing, they were all quite incredulous.

"Is that so?" Zhu Yunqing looked at Ye Jinglan in disbelief. The latter's expression also suddenly turned serious, and she gritted her teeth inwardly: "...Were you sent by the Qin people?"

Sheng Linglong narrowed her eyes: "Really a Qin person? Not a Zhao person?"

"Be honest, don't try to lie. This is your only chance to live!"

The Golden Core cultivator hurriedly replied, "That's right! To ensure we can find the exact location of the Ghost Butterfly's descendants, they even gave us a compass containing a drop of the Ghost Butterfly's blood for us to track."

As he spoke, he took out a compass from his storage bag and handed it forward: "Please take a look, everyone."

Ye Jinglan glanced at it and immediately confirmed that everything this guy said was true.

She lowered her head and remained silent, but her fists had already clenched quietly, and her palms were sweaty.

Zhu Yunqing leaned closer, her face full of worry, and took her arm, trying to comfort her. Ye Jinglan snapped out of her reverie, gently patted her sister's hand, and said nothing, but her face still showed deep concern.

Yun Chu'an listened from behind, feeling somewhat at a loss. He had considered many possibilities: they might be sent to pursue the corpse-driving people, or they might be sent to pursue "Li Changsheng." But no matter what, he could frame the Zhao people, saying, "This is an excuse used by Zhao spies to exonerate themselves."

But to everyone's surprise, these assassins really had nothing to do with the Zhao state; they were actually sent by the Qin state to kill Ye Jinglan!

This is really...

unexpected.

He sighed inwardly, then turned to look at Sheng Linglong, whose expression remained unchanged, as if she didn't care much about it.

She looked at the assassin, then asked, "Besides the three of you, are there any other people here?"

The assassin at the Golden Core stage honestly replied, "There is one more person who hasn't shown up yet. He is also at the late Foundation Establishment stage. But by now, he has probably already escaped."

Sheng Linglong immediately turned her head and ordered the two guards with swords, "Go after them!"

The two immediately leaped into the air and sped away into the distance. Then, the woman looked at Yun Chu'an and the other man and asked, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Yun Chuan shook his head, his heart heavy. Sheng Linglong then said, "Suppress these three guys and throw them into the Heavenly Prison. Afterward, I will interrogate them thoroughly."

The remaining two guards with swords obeyed the order, sealed the Golden Core assassin's cultivation level, and escorted him and the other two assassins away at high speed.

Sheng Linglong wasn't in a hurry to leave. She stayed behind, turned her head, and looked around at them, taking in the worry on Ye Jinglan's face. She said softly, "Don't worry, this is Jin Kingdom. No matter where these demons and monsters come from, we will make sure they never return."

Chapter 404 Eldest Sister Leaves Home

Yun Chu'an snapped out of his daze, cupped his hands in greeting, and said politely, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving us. Otherwise, the Huai Shan family would have been in grave danger tonight."

Sheng Linglong didn't want to be polite with him and said perfunctorily, "This is what I should do. Well, now that the crisis is over, you can rest assured. I have something to do and have to leave."

With that, she turned and left quickly, no longer wanting to talk to Yun Chu'an who was being so polite to her.

Yun Chu'an watched her leave, and only after she had gone far away did he turn to look at his two older sisters, especially Ye Jinglan, whose face was full of worry.

He could also sense that Ye Jinglan's mood had become extremely heavy ever since she learned the true origins of these guys. The usually radiant eldest sister was now expressionless and silent, which was truly worrying.

Zhu Yunqing held her hand and whispered, "Big sister, it's alright. Even if they still remember you and even send assassins to hunt you down, our family is no small force now, and not just anyone can bring us down."

"No matter what, at least today, Chu An brought in the princess and perfectly resolved this matter for our family, didn't he?"

She tried her best to comfort her, attempting to reassure Ye Jinglan. The latter snapped out of her daze, looked at her sister, forced a smile, and said, "It's alright, don't worry about me, Yunqing, I'm fine, haha, it's nothing serious, I know what to do."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently stroked Zhu Yunqing's hair: "Don't worry about me, let's go. Ah, I can't stay on this mountain tonight. Let's go, I'll have to stay at your place tonight."

Zhu Yunqing took her hand and led her back to her cave. Yun Chuan wanted to follow, but Zhu Yunqing said he should go back and keep Qi Qiao company. Helpless, he had to give up and return to his own courtyard for the time being.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, just as the sun was rising and he was beginning to wash up, a gentle breeze blew from afar, carrying Ye Jinglan's call: "Chu'an, come to my mountain."

Yun Chu'an felt a tightness in his chest, not understanding why, but his intuition told him that something bad was going to happen.

He then used his ability to shrink the distance between land and space, and sped along, arriving at Ye Jinglan's mountain peak in just a few minutes.