Chapter 2040: Professional Cleaner of Evidence and Corpses
Chapter 2040: Chapter 2040: Professional Cleaner of Evidence and Corpses
What kind of assassination method creates the least disturbance, yet ensures one-hit death.
This is a question Lu Chang’sheng has been pondering.
Eventually, inspiration struck Lu Chang’sheng, leading him to target the Silver Needle.
Silver Needles are sharp and tiny; if inscribed with talismans infused with Power of Law, they can achieve a hidden effect and ensure a one-hit kill.
The Silence Needle was thus invented by Lu Chang’sheng.
Facts have proven Lu Chang’sheng’s idea was right.
Those seven were still laughing and chatting.
The bearded man excitedly said: "Once this task is over, I’ll treat everyone to Drunken Immortal Tower..."
The Silver Needle pierced the back of his head.
The smile froze on his face in an instant.
The other six were struck by the needle almost simultaneously—the man meditating had a red mark between his brows!
The two chatting trembled slightly!
The three before the Light Gate fell limply at the same time.
The two in the shadows were the most alert, having higher realms.
At the moment the needle hit, they seemed to sense something, and formations around them lit up.
But what of it?
Lu Chang’sheng’s Silver Needle is designed to penetrate all forms of Protective Gang Qi and formations.
Moreover... with their strength, even if they sensed the anomaly, could react... it would only be a reaction in expression.
There was no time to take any counteractions.
As the needle point touched their skin, the runes glowed, like a heated iron piercing through snow and ice, instantly dissolving their protective cultivation techniques.
The two stared wide-eyed, wanting to shout, but no sound could escape.
Their souls were rapidly annihilating.
They desperately tried to crush the Communication Jade Talisman in their bosom—specially crafted by the Holy Court, once shattered, no matter where, the Holy Court would receive the message.
But their fingers were unresponsive to instruction.
In the last moments of consciousness, they only saw a figure in white slowly emerging from the chaotic current outside the Star Track.
Their pupils shrunk dramatically.
They never expected anyone to emerge unscathed from the endless darkness beyond the Star Track, let alone silently execute them with a fatal strike!
Thud...
Two bodies devoid of souls fell.
Lu Chang’sheng landed before the Light Gate, looking at the seven gradually cold bodies, furrowing his brows.
"Storage rings must be collected, corpses need thorough handling, no traces can be left on scene..."
Their status is likely not low.
So the opposition will definitely detect quickly and send people over.
The operation must be swift, the clean-up thorough...
While muttering, he began to busy himself.
First, he removed all of their storage rings, crudely wiping away the markings with divine sense—they’re dead now, and the marks resist weakly.
Then took out a Jade Bottle, pouring out several drops of transparent liquid.
The liquid landed on the corpses, sizzling, and in a flash, everything, including clothes and magic treasures, turned into a wisp of blue smoke.
Not even dust remained.
Hmm... this is Lu Chang’sheng’s specially crafted poison, designed for eliminating traces.
Not burdensome and leaves no residual scent.
Still uneasy, Lu Chang’sheng set up a Purification Array.
Ensuring not even the slightest scent of blood or energy residue remained.
Finished with these, he began checking the trapping array set by those seven.
"Turns out it truly is so crude..." Lu Chang’sheng muttered, "The one who set this formation is really low-level, can’t believe Holy Court’s array masters are that weak."
Turning around, Lu Chang’sheng stood before the Light Gate, hesitating for a moment.
"Should I have a look over there?"
He extended his divine sense, penetrated the Light Gate, quickly scanning around Fuyao Realm.
Within a hundred-mile range, there was nothing unusual.
"Forget it, to be safe, let those rowdy kids scout first."
Then out came the scroll given by Chu Yan, mumbling: "Perfect to verify if this map has discrepancies, if it is genuine..."
Thinking of this.
Lu Chang’sheng retrieved a palm-sized puppet from the interspatial ring, injecting it with a wisp of divine sense.
The puppet transformed into his likeness, passing through the Light Gate, traversing the skies of Fuyao Realm.
Sure enough,
Fuyao Realm’s spiritual energy level is considerably higher compared to the six worlds, yet still significantly lower than that of Longevity World.
Here, the mortal population seemed to have vanished completely, almost everyone could embark on the path of cultivation.
The overall strength is much higher than the six worlds.
In Lu Chang’sheng’s perception.
If Fuyao Realm invaded the six worlds.
Without their aid, likely wouldn’t stand any chance of resistance.
Half a day later.
Within the Star Track, Lu Chang’sheng opened his eyes, yet the puppet didn’t return...
"This Fuyao Realm is indeed vast, it took me half a day just to verify."
If merely wandering around, it wouldn’t have needed half a day.
Primarily spent exploring the forces marked on the map.
Including those of the Holy Court situated within Fuyao Realm...
"Those rowdy kids really owe me a bow..."
Lu Chang’sheng nodded with satisfaction, turned, and stepped back into Star Track on the original path.
The entire process was silent.
From making a move to cleaning the scene, to returning to Star Track.
Star Track remained quiet.
The Light Gate still flickered.
As though nothing had ever transpired.
Traces of those seven’s existence have been completely erased, even the Holy Court’s future investigations will only conclude them as having absented from duty or met with misfortune.
Lu Chang’sheng walked back while counting the spoils.
"Holy Court’s members, storage rings should have some good things right... Hmm? This is..."
He suddenly paused, retrieving a token from a ring.
The token was entirely pitch-black, engraved with the word "Holy" on the front, and a string of numbers on the back.
"Identity token?" Lu Chang’sheng squinted, "Must dispose of."
He squeezed forcefully, yet the token remained intact.
"Quite tough."
Lu Chang’sheng applied more force, causing cracks on the token’s surface, but still it didn’t shatter.
Not until he utilized thirty percent of his strength, did the token burst into fragments with a pop.
"Special material, probably used for tracking." Lu Chang’sheng mused, "Seems Holy Court’s control over subordinates is quite strict."
He destroyed all items possibly carrying tracking imprints, leaving only medicinal pills, materials.
Finished with these, Lu Chang’sheng continued moving forward.
Upon returning to the six worlds, Du Zhong was napping by the Star Track Well.
"It’s done?" The old man didn’t open his eyes.
"Yes." Lu Chang’sheng nodded, "All seven, thoroughly handled."
"No traces left?"
"You think I’m like you?"
Only then did Du Zhong open his eyes, sizing up Lu Chang’sheng, knowingly asked: "Not hurt, are you?"
"Only if there was a chance of getting hurt." Lu Chang’sheng rolled his eyes, "Anyway, the path is clear, when are they setting off?"
"Anytime now." Du Zhong replied, "But you’re sure you won’t join them?"
Lu Chang’sheng shook his head, lying down.
"Let me have some peace and quiet."
...
Meanwhile.
In a dark hall within Fuyao Realm’s Holy Court.
The wall adorned with nine tokens.
If Lu Chang’sheng were present, he would surely recognize that these tokens are identical to those found in the seven storage rings!
At this moment, the latter seven tokens among the nine shattered in response.
In the dark hall, seven clock bells reverberated one after another.
Resounding throughout the entire Holy Court!