Chapter 260: The Greedy God is Missing

A cold wind howled, making people shiver.

In the desolate wilderness, amidst a pile of messy and broken grass, a man and a woman stood.

Both wore gray robes; the man was utterly ordinary, no need for further description.

What stood out was the woman—her figure was incredibly alluring, turning a loose robe into something like a form-fitting outfit, utterly striking to the eye!

"Tan Shen? Where is it?"

The woman asked with a displeased expression, holding a vibrant green spirit flower in her hand.

If Xu Xiao Shou were here, he would recognize it at a glance as the innate peak spirit medicine—Teng She Man Yan!

This peculiar spirit medicine combined extremely potent toxicity with immense vitality; used correctly, it could kill an enemy, but mishandled, it could kill two people.

At her feet lay the crushed head of a grass-green serpent, over ten zhang long.

The serpent was dead, and the spirit medicine had been seized from its guard.

The gray-robed man trembled all over, appearing utterly flustered and lost.

"Tan Shen... it's... it's gone..."

"Waste!"

The woman's almond eyes widened in anger, her inner fury flaring as her robe fluttered open, revealing a pair of astonishingly elastic long legs that whipped through the air with a gust. With a loud bang, she sent the man flying several zhang, leaving him battered and bleeding!

"What about the Sheng Xuan Dan? Didn't I tell you to feed it every so often?" she snapped irritably.

"Sheng Xuan Dan... not enough..."

The man cowered, clutching his bleeding forehead as he got up, his wounds healing on their own in an instant.

He explained, "Tan Shen... it eats so much, and after you left, we ran out of Sheng Xuan Dan..."

A flash of white filled his vision as he was struck again, slamming into the ground.

"Waste, waste, waste!"

The woman cursed repeatedly, pacing back and forth.

How could she not know how voracious Tan Shen was? But hadn't she come out here herself?

Glancing at the Teng She Man Yan in her hand, the woman fell silent.

If only she had been a bit faster, maybe Tan Shen wouldn't have left?

"Where did it go?" she asked.

"I... I don't know..." The man replied hesitantly, watching as her face paled again, as if she might kick him. He quickly covered his head: "Maybe... it went into the city..."

"Into the city?!"

Her sharp, piercing question made the man crouch down in fear. The woman said in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

"Not sure, but it's very possible..."

"Waste!"

She raised her long leg high into the air but didn't bring it down. "Which city?"

The man relaxed slightly and dropped his guard.

"Tian Sang Cheng."

Bang, bang, bang!

Her powerful whip kicks shattered the ground, sending dust flying as the man collapsed in a pool of blood, his body reduced to a mangled mess.

"Waste, trash!"

"I told you to handle one simple thing, and you couldn't even do that—what's the point of keeping you around? Tan Shen is gone, and when they hold us accountable from above, can you and I handle it? Waste! Absolute waste!"

The man's mangled flesh in the blood pool suddenly turned into liquid, merging together before reforming into a human shape.

"Sister..."

"Don't call me sister! I don't have a brother like you!"

"Canzan..." The man's voice changed completely, his eerie laugh sounding chillingly cold. "Sister? If you weren't my sister, I would..."

Her long leg struck again, turning his form into a spray of blood.

"Oh? Learned to fight back, have you?" The woman placed her hands on her hips, making her enticing figure even more pronounced. She leaned down, her voice full of mockery.

The man stayed in the blood pool, not daring to reform.

The air finally grew quiet. After pacing for a while, the woman stopped.

"Into the city!"

A head emerged from the blood pool, shocked. "Our identities—can we even enter the city?"

"Then what do you suggest?" she retorted.

"I..."

She glared at him impatiently and snapped, "Get out your 'Zhi Xu Wu' and let's go. If we delay any longer, we'll run out of time!"

With that, she pulled out a thick purple chain and wrapped it around herself.

Once secured, her entire aura changed completely.

Beyond the allure, not a trace of spiritual energy leaked out.

The man reformed, his eyes bulging as he swallowed hard. "Do you have to bind it like that..."

Her long leg swept out, shattering his head.

"Hurry up, waste! Not only are you useless, but you talk too much—what else are you good for?"

"Heh, well, I can still help you kill people!"

As he spoke, the man produced a gleaming golden Zen staff and stepped out of the blood pool.

The moment the staff appeared, he seemed to vanish; though visible to the eye, spiritual senses couldn't detect him.

"Amitabha, this humble monk... does it look convincing?"

The woman rolled her eyes dramatically. "Waste! You have no sense of decorum!"

"Let's go!"

The two moved forward a few steps, then soared into the clouds on a swift gust, racing toward Tian Sang Cheng.

Their speed was so blinding, it was as if they were rushing to be reborn.

"By the way, you didn't feed Tan Shen any flesh, did you?" the woman suddenly asked.

"Of course not! How could I dare? Even if I starved to death, I wouldn't let it touch flesh!"

"Whew, that's a relief. So it probably won't eat people, but Tian Sang Cheng..."

"Sister, you're overthinking it. It's just Tian Sang Cheng—one city lord, that's all. If something happens, I'll hold them off for you while you find Tan Shen."

"You're right. Anyway, you're a waste who can't die."

"Relax, it's no big issue. Just a little kitten..."

"Shut up, waste! That's my sect's holy beast!"

"You're hitting me again..."

The black street was already flooded.

In the tavern, Li Qi fiddled with the array disk in his hand, bored out of his mind.

"Has Xiao Shiliu found the person yet? Why hasn't he sent me any message? Trying to claim the credit?"

He thought to himself, then sneered, "Heh, little brother!"

When it came to gathering intelligence, that guy could never match him.

Others might not know what kind of figure the target, Xu Xiao Shou, was, but Li Qi knew all too well.

An innate physical body, innate sword intent, proven capable of battling higher-level spirits, and even rumors that he had slain a Zong Shi.

"The Zhang Jia wanted order, Tian Sang Ling Gong, Zong Shi... Was Zhang Xin Xiong killed?"

"Not a single rumor has leaked out!"

If it was as he suspected, that was truly terrifying.

Xu Xiao Shou... such a dangerous individual—how could he not sense the presence of assassins?

Even if Li Qi was highly professional, in this vast world, some people had special means to foresee danger.

He had them, and so could others!

Li Qi never underestimated anyone—that was the only reason he had survived in the assassin business for over a decade.

As for his partner, Xiao Shiliu, Li Qi knew his background better than the man himself.

Want to hog the glory?

Heh, keep dreaming!

No one would change your way of thinking, but Xu Xiao Shou will definitely exit through the back door!

As his thoughts shifted, Li Qi's expression turned unpredictable and sinister, yet he failed to notice that two figures, looking lost but walking with determined steps, had emerged from the spirit array.

One tall and one short, both wearing straw hats, they directly entered the tavern.

"Waiter, bring us some dishes!"