Chapter 15 The Fisherman Profits_1

This was a bloody night. Under the hazy moonlight, in the dim, dense forest, Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King moved like phantoms, swift and traceless! From time to time, screams would echo throughout the mountains.

「After six hours.」

In a valley, a man and a wolf cooperated seamlessly, quickly disposing of another assassin.

"That's the fiftieth one. Only one more left!"

Qin Feiyang, wielding 'Blue Snow', was bathed in blood, transformed into a god of slaughter! The Wolf King was in the same state. His once-white fur was dyed crimson, and a terrifying, merciless light glowed in his green eyes.

"Let's go. Time to take out the last one."

With a wave of his hand, Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King swiftly left the valley, disappearing into the dense forest.

"What on earth is happening?"

"Why are all the screams from my Black Demon Fortress men?"

"Have that beast and Qin Feiyang been possessed by ghosts or something?"

A short, middle-aged man leaned against a large tree, vigilantly surveying his surroundings. One by one, his companions were dying. The screams rose one after another, like a death knell, nearly driving him to collapse.

What is going on? Are we the assassins, or are Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King the assassins? I'm completely lost. Everything's been turned upside down!

No, I can't stay here any longer, or I'll definitely die!

Assassins, in terms of mental fortitude and endurance, were far superior to ordinary people. But now, the short, middle-aged man was terrified. He had no courage left to face Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King—those two bringers of doom.

He turned and bolted towards the outer edge of the mountain range without looking back.

But as he reached a gully, Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King sprang out, and 'Blue Snow' plunged directly into his heart!

"I still couldn't escape..."

"If there's a next life, I'll never be an assassin again..."

"Before, I was the one killing others..."

"Now, I'm the one being killed..."

"This... this is retribution..."

The short, middle-aged man mumbled a few words. THUD. He fell to the ground, dead, consumed by regret.

"Realizing it now? It's too late."

Qin Feiyang muttered, looking ahead. He sneered, "Now it's time to deal with those two leaders. White-Eyed Wolf, dealing with them certainly won't be easy. We must be careful."

The Wolf King nodded, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Qin Feiyang glanced at the horizon, then led the Wolf King into the jungle to find the two men.

The sky was already beginning to lighten.

The Black Demon Fortress Leader and the old man in black were both Martial Masters. Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King's only advantage was the darkness of night. If they couldn't eliminate the two before dawn, they would have to give up.

「Less than an hour later.」

Qin Feiyang found the Black Demon Fortress Leader and his companion. He and the Wolf King hid behind a large tree, observing the scene ahead with a hint of confusion.

A hundred meters away stood a bare hillock, about fifty or sixty meters high. The Black Demon Fortress Leader and the old man in black were standing side by side on top of it, extremely conspicuous.

"GRRR!" The Wolf King growled softly at Qin Feiyang, as if asking when they should make their move.

"Something's not right. Let's wait a bit longer," Qin Feiyang whispered.

On the hillock, the old man in black scanned the jungle below and frowned, "Leader, isn't it a bit too conspicuous for us to be standing here?"

The Black Demon Fortress Leader said, "That's precisely the effect I want."

The old man in black pondered for a moment, then, understanding dawned. He chuckled, "Leader, you are brilliant! This place has an open view. As long as we stand here, even if Qin Feiyang and that beast find us, they won't be able to ambush us."

"Exactly," the Black Demon Fortress Leader sneered. "If they don't show themselves, they'll have nowhere to hide once day breaks. Then, whether they live or die will be entirely up to us."

"Alas, it's a pity about those men. I suppose they're all dead by now!" the old man in black sighed.

"They were all useless trash. If they're dead, they're dead. No big deal," the Black Demon Fortress Leader sneered continuously. "Besides, their deaths benefit us... We can keep all these treasures for ourselves."

Deep within his eyes, a ferocious glint flashed. Hidden within his sleeve was a dark dagger, glinting coldly.

"True. In that case, perhaps we should thank Qin Feiyang!" the old man in black chuckled. But out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Qiankun Bag tied to the Black Demon Fortress Leader's waist, and a murderous glint also flickered deep within his aged eyes.

Suddenly!

The old man in black thrust his palm towards the Black Demon Fortress Leader's chest. True Qi surged from his palm, and murderous intent filled his eyes!

BANG!

SPURT!

The Black Demon Fortress Leader was sent flying, blood spraying violently from his mouth. His chest was not only torn open but also caved in! Even his heart had been shattered by the True Qi!

"You... you ambushed me?" The Black Demon Fortress Leader stared at the old man in black in disbelief.

The old man in black chuckled and walked towards the Black Demon Fortress Leader step by step, saying lightly, "Weren't you planning to kill me and take all the treasure for yourself too? I just struck first, that's all."

The Black Demon Fortress Leader roared, "I wasn't! I swear, I genuinely intended to split it with you!"

"I'm not one of those fools; your tricks won't work on me," the old man in black said with a faint, sarcastic smile. "Besides, after all these years together, who knows you better than I do? I can guess what you're thinking. You used Qin Feiyang and that beast to eliminate everyone, claiming you'd split the treasure with me, but in reality, you'd already decided to kill me. If I'm not mistaken, after Qin Feiyang and his companion were dealt with, you would have attacked me immediately. Am I right?"

"Listen to me carefully! I did not!" the Black Demon Fortress Leader yelled.

"We're the same kind of people, willing to do anything for money. Why bother with such hypocrisy?" the old man in black said. "But whether you intended to or not, it doesn't matter anymore. Because this treasure is mine. After I kill you, I'll take my time dealing with Qin Feiyang and that beast!"

A murderous glint erupted in the old man in black's eyes. True Qi surged, enveloping his fist as he threw a powerful punch.

Just as the Leader was about to die beneath the fist, he suddenly shot out a hand, tightly gripping the old man in black's arm. At the same time, the dagger hidden in his sleeve plunged into the old man's abdomen like lightning!

"AAAH!" The old man in black screamed and viciously kicked the Black Demon Fortress Leader.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Instantly, the Black Demon Fortress Leader tumbled down the mountain like a ball.

"You had a dagger ready, and you still claim you didn't plan to kill me?" The old man in black looked down at the dagger in his abdomen, his rage flaring. Enduring the intense pain, he charged murderously towards the Black Demon Fortress Leader rolling down the slope.

AWOOO!

But at that moment, a wolf's howl erupted from the nearby forest.

The old man in black stopped and looked towards the sound. He saw Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King speeding towards them! He glanced down again at the Black Demon Fortress Leader, who was still rolling down the mountain, his expression extremely grim.

If I chase him now to snatch the Qiankun Bag, I'll definitely run into Qin Feiyang. If I weren't injured, I wouldn't be afraid; I could eliminate that man and wolf with a wave of my hand. But now... The dagger in his abdomen prevented him from using his True Qi! He couldn't even use half his strength.

Consider Qin Feiyang. Although he's just a Seven-star Martial Artist, to have eliminated those fifty-one assassins, he must possess some extraordinary methods.

The old man in black weighed his options and, surprisingly, found he lacked the courage to go down.

"Damn it!" He cursed angrily, then decisively turned, descended the mountain from the other side, and quickly fled into the jungle, disappearing from sight. Though he coveted the treasures in the Qiankun Bag, he valued his own life more.

THUD!

The Black Demon Fortress Leader rolled to a stop beside a large rock, his life force rapidly fading.

When Qin Feiyang reached him, he said to the Wolf King, "Quick, go up and see if that old dog has gotten far."

The Wolf King nodded and immediately dashed up the mountain.

Qin Feiyang looked back down at the Black Demon Fortress Leader. "A moment ago, I was wondering whether to spare you for now. I didn't expect such an entertaining show. Haven't you heard the saying, 'When the snipe and the clam grapple, the fisherman profits'?"

He snatched the Qiankun Bag, weighed it in his hand, and grinned. "Thanks, Leader."

Then he got up and started walking up the mountain.

But the Black Demon Fortress Leader suddenly reached out and grabbed his ankle.

Qin Feiyang looked back, frowning. "Want me to give you a quick death?"

"Qin Feiyang... please... do me a favor," the Black Demon Fortress Leader pleaded, his voice weak and intermittent.

"Not interested," Qin Feiyang replied nonchalantly.

"I'm a dying man... please, just this once... will you?" the Black Demon Fortress Leader begged, looking at him imploringly.

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow. "What favor?"

"On my neck... there's a Jade Pendant… Could you… send it to the Martial Palace… You must personally hand it… to a man named Cao Lang… When he sees the Jade Pendant, he'll know… I wasn't killed by you…"

It took the Black Demon Fortress Leader nearly half a minute to utter these few sentences. After speaking, his head lolled to the side, and he died.

Martial Palace? Qin Feiyang frowned deeply. Wasn't this man an assassin? How could he be connected to the Martial Palace? And who is this Cao Lang?

At that moment, the Wolf King ran down from the mountain and shook his head at Qin Feiyang.

"He's badly injured; he couldn't have gone far. Let's bury this man first," Qin Feiyang said. He took a few steps, then slammed his fist into the ground with full force.

RUMBLE!

Dust billowed, revealing a two-meter-deep pit.

Then, Qin Feiyang went to the Black Demon Fortress Leader's side. He parted the man's clothes and found a Jade Pendant hanging around his neck. The Jade Pendant was entirely green and looked ancient and plain; it didn't seem like any valuable treasure. He grasped the Jade Pendant, pulled it off, and examined it for a moment, but still couldn't discern anything special about it.

He tucked it into his pocket, picked up the Black Demon Fortress Leader's corpse, and placed it in the pit.

"Sigh. In your next life, don't be an assassin." Qin Feiyang sighed.

This incident had a profound impact on him. Human hearts were truly sinister. From this, he drew a conclusion: never trust an assassin, and certainly never befriend one. That was simply courting death.