Jason Slate was your ordinary spy, if you could say such things about spies. High marksmanship, battle tested, and expert infiltrator. Never has he lost a battle, and never has his mark escaped. Though while finishing up his latest assignment, the unexpected happened. 

Now Jason has been thrust into a world of martial arts and cultivation in a body of a five year old and given a new name and purpose. Into a land where the strong rule over the weak and corruption reins free.

The only way to return home is to become the strongest in the land. He must attain the cultivation rank of God within his lifetime. Can he survive? How exactly will this master infiltrator adapt into this strange world?

Red Talon Piercing the Darkness

Hong Zhao stared down at the man as he turned the dark soil red around him. As he looked him up and down, he began to frown. Looking all over the area, he spotted what he was looking for. Within the grass a distance off, he saw a finger sticking up, almost to indicate that it was there. Smiling, Hong Zhao made it off of the path towards the appendage. Growing closer, he could see the rest of the bloodied hand. Picking it up, blood still oozed from the blown off part. 


Holding the hand with his finger and thumb, he slid the ring off of the previous owner's finger and stashed it in his storage ring. He then dropped the hand with a look of disgust. "I'm sure this treasure will do me much more good than it will do you now." He said with a smile as he looked back at the corpse of Liang He. With that part of the battle over, all he had to do was round up the rest of the forty men and kill them. He wanted no survivors who could go inform Zheng Guo of his existence. 


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