Published: March 12, 2025
Chapter 207: Blood Oath
But the matter was not over yet. As those small roots pierced into the assassin’s body, they started to frantically suck the assassin's blood and flesh. In the blink of an eye, the assassin had completely vanished from the scene!
Zhao Hai and the others were convinced they hadn't seen it wrong; the assassin had truly disappeared, leaving only a tattered piece of clothing and a nearly transparent dagger. Everything else—skin, bones, blood, and flesh—had completely vanished, as if this person had never existed in the world at all.
They stood there dumbfounded. After the vines had absorbed the assassin, they wrapped around the dagger and then disappeared into a spatial crack.
That assassin had at least the strength of an eighth-level expert. An eighth-level expert had vanished in an instant at Cai'er’s hands? Not even a single hair was left behind. This was just too powerful, wasn't it?
The same thought flashed through Zhao Hai and the others' minds almost simultaneously. If that assassin wasn't at least an eighth-level expert, he would never have managed to deceive Galen. And if he were an eighth-level assassin with the intent to kill, even Galen wouldn't be able to escape.
Such strength dissipated into thin air after just two encounters with Cai'er, leaving no trace behind, which was truly shocking to Zhao Hai and the others.
Zhao Hai turned to look at Cai'er's adorable appearance and felt as if she could sprout a tail and two horns at any moment, transforming into a little demon.
Cai'er noticed Zhao Hai's expression and asked in confusion, “What's wrong, young master? Is something not right?”
Zhao Hai took a moment to calm his emotions and asked her, “Cai'er, did you eat that assassin?”
Cai'er looked at Zhao Hai, puzzled, and replied, “What do you mean by 'ate'? He died, so naturally, he turned into fertilizer. I’m a flower; what's wrong with absorbing fertilizer? In the demon realm, when magical beasts and creatures die, they are usually drawn to me unless they become undead beings. They even actively let me absorb them; what's strange about that?”
Zhao Hai was speechless. For Cai'er, this was indeed the case; her true form was a plant, and plants didn't differentiate between good and evil. They needed to absorb nutrients to grow.
Zhao Hai didn't want to tell Cai'er that what she did was wrong because she was technically innocent in her actions. Just then, Xu Wanying seemed to have realized that the assassin had been killed, and his expression changed.
That assassin was sent by his employer to help him, to ensure that this task was completed. The commission he received was ten thousand gold coins, but it wasn't for Zhao Hai's life; it was to help the assassin attract Zhao Hai's attention and create an opportunity for a one-hit kill.
Assassins weren't fools; they wouldn't take jobs where they could earn money without risking their lives. Xu Wanying had inquired about Zhao Hai's strength before accepting the task and knew he was at least an eighth-level expert. Moreover, several eighth-level experts were accompanying him. If ten thousand gold coins could be used to buy Zhao Hai's life, Xu Wanying wouldn't have accepted such a task; the risk was too high.
However, the employer assured him that the ten thousand gold coins were only for attracting attention, which was why Xu Wanying took the task. Now that the assassin was dead, it meant this mission had failed, and he didn't want to remain and fight Zhao Hai.
At that moment, Zhao Hai emerged from the alien creature, with Cai'er sitting on his shoulder and Zhao Wen perched above him. This way, he was safe.
As soon as he stepped out, he saw Xu Wanying and his shadow clones gradually disappearing while battling against the flying eagle. First, the clones reduced in number one by one, and soon Xu Wanying himself vanished from the battlefield.
Zhao Hai was taken aback but quickly understood; those Xu Wanying he saw earlier were merely clones, while his true body was hiding somewhere.