Arriving around Lion Peak, Lu Fan did not see the old village chief, so he waited outside, with many assassins passing by.
After waiting for several days, the old village chief, with a weary body, came before Lu Fan.
"Did something happen? Why are you so weak?" Lu Fan frowned.
"The information was incorrect. The saint I was supposed to kill was extremely powerful. If it weren't for the Art of Returning to the West, I would have been killed by him!" the old village chief said with a wry smile.
"Doesn't that mean your mission was not completed?"
Lu Fan frowned slightly. If that were the case, it would likely have some impact on the old village chief's status.
"Don't worry. If I hadn't completed the mission, would I have returned!" the old village chief smiled faintly. "Although that person is formidable, the Art of Returning to the West is extremely potent. That person could not resist and died an unnatural death!"
Lu Fan was then relieved. With the old village chief's words, he had no worries.
"But speaking of which, why did you come so quickly, kid?"
The old village chief asked in surprise, "Was your opponent easy to deal with?"
"Naturally!"
Lu Fan nodded. "It was just a half-saint, not worth mentioning. Dealing with him was effortless!"
"That's for the best!"
The old village chief nodded slightly. "Let's go in!"
Lu Fan glanced at Lion Peak, then nodded slightly, feeling even more excited. Now that their mission was completed, they could investigate the real culprit after entering Lion Peak.
After a long while, they entered Lion Peak. However, as they were about to enter, Lu Fan discovered a barrier blocking their way.
"This is the assassin dynasty's barrier. You can only enter by presenting your assassin token for verification!"
The old village chief reminded him, his expression becoming more serious.
Lu Fan did not hesitate and directly used his token to pass the identity verification.
Arriving at Lion Peak, the old village chief personally led the way towards the Lion Peak main hall. This was where assassins gathered and where the mission board was posted.
Inside the hall were countless figures, each looking sinister and exuding a murderous aura. At the main seat of the hall, a white-haired old man, hunched over, was silently sleeping, but his terrifying aura deterred anyone from approaching him lightly.
"If I'm not mistaken, the person at the main seat is the Grand Commander of Lion Peak, a King-level assassin!"
The old village chief said, "He possesses the assassin scrolls from every mission. If we can obtain the scrolls, we will know who killed your friend!"
Lu Fan was tempted but dared not act rashly. He was well aware of how terrifying a King-level assassin was. To obtain something from a King-level assassin would require some skill.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall and walked directly towards the Grand Commander at the main seat. "Master, the mission you assigned has been completed!"
The Dynasty Grand Commander awoke and, seeing the man before him, revealed a faint smile. "As expected of my eldest disciple, you completed it so smoothly!"
"Thank you for your praise, Master!"
The man cupped his fists slightly. He had a sword behind his back, making him seem unlike an ordinary person. The aura he exuded also made many people fearful.
"Who is he? Why can he speak to the Grand Commander of the Assassin Dynasty like that?" Su Dan Novel Network
Lu Fan asked, somewhat surprised. After all, a King-level assassin was an existence that not just anyone could approach.
"The number one assassin of Lion Peak, White-Faced Scholar!"
The old village chief stated directly, "In the Eastern Region, countless saints have died by his hand. He is also the eldest disciple of the King-level assassin Jian Bei!"
Lu Fan nodded slightly, his doubts dispelled. To hold such a high position, one naturally possessed an extraordinary aura.
"Have Guiying and Mudan returned yet?"
Jian Bei asked, "I heard that a peerless divine weapon has recently appeared in the Eastern Region!"
"They have not returned yet, and as for this news, I have also heard of it!"
The White-Faced Scholar nodded. "Could it be that Master intends to seize that peerless divine weapon?"
"If it were in the past, the Assassin Dynasty would not have cared. But after years of change, the Assassin Dynasty is no longer what it used to be!"
Jian Bei sighed. "If we could possess a peerless divine weapon, at least we wouldn't have to fear the combined forces of the various sacred lands!"
"Master speaks wisely. I will go and seize the divine weapon now!"
The White-Faced Scholar cupped his fists. Jian Bei's words were like a royal decree.
"No!"
Jian Bei waved his hand. "Although your strength is formidable, I have heard that the person who obtained the divine weapon is closely connected to the Ancient Desolate families. It will not be easy to obtain the divine weapon safely!"
"What does Master mean?"
The White-Faced Scholar was slightly surprised and looked towards Jian Yi.
"Let's wait for Guiying and Mudan to arrive before making plans," Jian Bei said faintly, then looked at the many assassins present. "Three days later, in Lion Peak's Valley of Death, there will be an assassination competition. The first person will become my personal disciple!"
The assassins present were startled and showed joy, not expecting the Grand Commander to take in disciples.
To become a disciple of the Grand Commander meant a great future ahead. Just like the White-Faced Scholar, he was merely an ordinary assassin before. After being noticed by the Grand Commander, he received many resources and had now become the number one person in Lion Peak.
"What a great opportunity!"
The old village chief smiled. "The Grand Commander is preparing to take in disciples. If you succeed, kid, you will be the closest person to him. At that time, obtaining the mission scroll will be as easy as lifting a hand!"
"That may be so, but it probably won't be that simple!"
Lu Fan shook his head. "I don't know how many people want to become personal disciples. I'm afraid there will be a bloody battle in three days!"
"Indeed!"
The old village chief nodded slightly. "As for whether you can succeed, it depends on you, kid. The Ancient Divine Body can fight across realms, but if you encounter a high-level saint, I'm afraid..."
"It's fine, I can break through anytime!"
Lu Fan shrugged slightly, revealing a smug smile, as if everything was under his control.
The old village chief was slightly stunned. Lu Fan's words seemed to have a hidden meaning, making him somewhat suspicious.
After the assassins left the hall, the White-Faced Scholar looked at Jian Bei. "Master, why are you taking in a personal disciple at this time? Is it related to the peerless divine weapon?"
"Yes, the three of you were all trained by me, and I know your capabilities. But the Eastern Region is full of dangers. By taking in another disciple, I can also be more at ease," Jian Bei nodded.
The White-Faced Scholar's face darkened, but he said nothing more. Guiying and Mudan were already difficult enough to deal with, and now Jian Bei was planning to take in another disciple.
He harbored ambitions of becoming a branch leader, but now it seemed there were many obstacles.
After leaving the palace, Lu Fan and the old village chief found a place on Lion Peak to rest.