Beautifully Executed!

The magic box turned into a flower…

A light-purple morning glory flower that was no different from an ordinary morning glory! It did not have any spiritual aura at all! Unreliable! Morning! Glory! Fraud!

"!" This made Ye Qianli, who was originally holding the magic box in a cool manner and preparing to unleash a powerful attack, feel as if she was struck by lightning.

Previously, it was fine even if the request fulfillment thing they had agreed on was a trap, but what about the promise of its capability to turn into a superweapon?

When she was all ready to fight, it actually turned into a flower with no offensive power at all? What the f*ck was the meaning of this? Was it trying to get her killed?

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake! Let's do it again." At this moment, the words from the magic box flashed into Ye Qianli's mind in a very embarrassed tone.

Of course, Ye Qianli wanted to do it again… Because other than choosing to believe in this unreliable magic box, there seemed to be no other way out. After all, she had already stood up!

However, the enemy assassin was not a fool either. Although he was also stunned by the rainbow divine light emitted from the magic box in her hand, he reacted rapidly and shot an arrow at her!

Swoosh!

Under the prompting of the other party's innate spiritual energy, the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow quickly erupted with a terrifying, tyrannical aura. It whistled like a heavy hammer, the wind scraping at Ye Qianli until she could barely breathe.

Boom—

At this moment, the spiritual energy vortex formed by the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow had already suppressed Ye Qianli all around. The terrifying cold air from the arrow even froze the surrounding air into ice shards, forming a circle of dense cold ice barrier!

Watching this scene caused Grand Secretary Bai's eyelids to twitch because he suddenly realized who this person was. This person was obviously the creator of the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow!

The number-one assassin of the Black Tortoise Dynasty in the northern kingdom—You Ming! He was a talent cultivator who had awakened the fourth-level innate talent—Netherworld Raging Flames! He was the number-one advisor under the Seventh Prince of the Black Tortoise Dynasty!

"D*mn it!"

This realization made Grand Secretary Bai understand that Ye Qianli was probably really doomed this time! It also made him pound the wall in grief. However—

"Magic box, change!"

At the instant that the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow—carrying an overwhelming strength— smashed into Ye Qianli, the latter let out a clear shout and once again released a divine rainbow light.

And this time…

Bang!

Under everyone's incredulous gazes, that former little purple morning glory in Ye Qianli's hand suddenly transformed into a gigantic crescent blade—covered with splendid fire patterns—that was about 10 feet long!

As soon as the polearm appeared, it carried the surging menacing aura of thousands of soldiers and horses galloping as it shot towards the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow that the assassin You Ming had let loose with innate power. For a moment…

Crack!

Before the bystanders could clearly see what was going on, everyone was stunned to hear the sound of the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow breaking! It was to the extent that the wielder of the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow didn't even have the time to react before the bow in his hand had already broken into countless small pieces and then fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Boom—

The terrifying aftershocks of the menacing air of an army of thousands of men and horses were like a raging ocean that directly swept the assassin You Ming out by a street, and then it harshly smashed him like a worn-out cloth sack onto the potholed ground with a bang…

In just a single exchange, this number-one assassin of the Black Tortoise Dynasty, You Ming, had been defeated!

The most important thing was that he himself did not understand why he had lost. He had clearly obtained a comprehensive advantage just now and was about to capture the little girl who had awakened her innate talent. However, in the end…?

What rotten box was this that could turn into a little flower before suddenly changing into an unrivaled Spirit Tool and annihilating him straight away? What kind of Spirit Tool was this? Why hadn't he heard of it before?

"…" The assassin You Ming could not figure it out. Neither did he not have the time to think about it because Ye Qianli had already walked in front of him with her polearm.

"What exactly is that thing?" You Ming looked at the approaching young girl, but his gaze was fixed on that large blade. The fact that he was able to create the Nine-Tailed Nether Ice Arrow meant that he was also a weapon refinement master.

As an outstanding weapon refinement master, You Ming believed that he had a very deep understanding of all the top-notch weapons on this mainland. However, according to what he knew, the Vermilion Bird Dynasty definitely did not have such a strange weapon. Not only could it transform and confuse people, but it was also an offensive type of heavy weaponry that was definitely above a Level Three Spirit Tool!

F*ck, this was definitely a trickster weapon pretending to be weak…

Crack!

However, You Ming's question was answered by Ye Qianli with a knife handle smashing his mouth rotten. Just like that, a tiny medicinal pill was taken out from his bloody mouth by Ye Qianli.

Ye Qianli only used less than a breath's time to smash his mouth rotten and retrieve the medicine. You Ming didn't even have the time to feel pain when that small highly poisonous pellet buried in his gums was already taken out by Ye Qianli.

"Sure enough, all assassins like to hide poison at the root of their teeth, no matter the time period." Ye Qianli carefully put this small pellet into a small porcelain bottle that she carried around with her. Only then did she relax and mutter.

"…" At this moment, You Ming—whose mouth was full of blood—was stunned completely. Firstly, he had never thought that he would suffer such a crushing defeat. Secondly, he had never thought that the poison pill he had prepared to use to die at any time would be retrieved by the other party instead… Just because he wanted to understand his opponent's weapon.

Although this poison pill had always been hidden in the root of his teeth, he had never thought of activating it… After all, not only was he a talent cultivator, but he was also a weapon refinement master. He knew that a person like him would not be easily killed even if he fell into the enemy's hands, and the Seventh Prince would definitely try to save him! It was just a precaution.

In the end…

This contingency plan was no longer feasible in the future since the poison pill was already taken out?!

However, how did this little girl know that there was a poison pill buried in the root of his teeth? Moreover, how did she manage to smash his mouth without damaging the poison pill the slightest bit and extract it perfectly?

"?"

One question after another caused fear to gradually appear in You Ming's eyes—who was dumbstruck—because his encounter today was truly too strange! Moreover, the person who had created all of this strangeness was this young girl before him—Ye Qianli.

Who exactly was she?

She definitely wasn't an ordinary noble lady from the dynasty, and her power did not seem like that of a novice talent cultivator who had just awakened her innate talent! No, no, no, what exactly was going on?

You Ming didn't understand! Neither did Grand Secretary Bai.

However, when Grand Secretary Bai saw Ye Qianli dragging the ashen-faced You Ming into the Sacred Palace unhurriedly and walking to the space before him, he came to a deep realization…

This young girl from the Ye Clan! This granddaughter that the Northern Territory King was most fond of was extraordinary, far beyond his imagination. She was probably just like His Highness, the Crown Prince, an existence that even he could not see through.

"Lord Grand Secretary, do you recognize this captive?" Ye Qianli, who had just returned from a great victory, did not know that the white-haired, silver-browed old man before her had already categorized her as a freak like Rong Mo. She even pointed at the despondent You Ming and asked.

As for Su Qin and the others who were still standing outside the Sacred Palace blankly, they hadn't received a single glance from her since the beginning. It was as if her objective in making a move was only to capture this assassin archer alive… and not truly to save people.

Was saving someone just a side benefit? Or perhaps it was just to confuse the enemy.