Many assassins looked towards the man, preparing to curse him, but instantly shut their mouths. This black-clad man before them was the helmsman’s second disciple, Ghost Shadow, whose strength was terrifying. Even Hundred-Faced Scholar was wary of him.
"Ghost Shadow, you've arrived at the perfect time. Use your Ghost Shadow technique to find that brat for me!" Mudan exclaimed, "He dares to bully me, and I will make him pay the price!"
"I already said, since he has such courage, he is quite a match for you. Why don't you just get together with him?" Ghost Shadow said with a faint smile.
"Don't say such useless things. What is he to be worthy of me?" Mudan said with arrogance, her eyes carrying a cold glint.
"Since that's the case, then I can do nothing!" Ghost Shadow shrugged his shoulders. "Besides, Master has already decreed that nothing is to happen within these three days! After Master emerges from seclusion in three days, there will be a disciple acceptance ceremony!"
"You're saying all this nonsense, are you trying to shield him?" Mudan said coldly. "What is your relationship with that person that you care so much?"
"I think that person is a real man. He peeked at you bathing and then spoke of it. Don't you think he has a lot of guts?" Ghost Shadow chuckled. "I like people like that the most!"
"As expected, birds of a feather flock together!"
Mudan said coldly, "I think you are also that kind of person, which is why you like people like that!"
Ghost Shadow shrugged his shoulders, completely unconcerned. His Ghost Shadow technique could detect the location of Gui Xi Zhi Shu, so no one in the entire Lion Peak dared to offend Ghost Shadow, lest they meet a violent end.
As for why Ghost Shadow possessed such an ability, it seemed to be related to his background, but this matter was rarely mentioned, and even the helmsman dared not speak of it lightly.
Lu Fan hid at the foot of a mountain on Lion Peak, feeling extremely helpless. He had only seen it by chance and was now being hunted. If not for Gui Xi Zhi Shu, he would have already died at Mudan's hands.
Fortunately, there was a disciple acceptance ceremony in three days. As long as he successfully became the first among everyone and finally became the helmsman's personal disciple, even if Mudan wanted to make a move against him, it would likely be impossible.
"You brat, you can hide quite well. Aren't you quite good at causing trouble? Are you scared now?"
A faint voice sounded, and Ghost Shadow looked towards Lu Fan with a playful expression.
Seeing the figure before him, Lu Fan's brow furrowed slightly. "How did you find me? I used Gui Xi Zhi Shu and had already hidden my aura."
"There is no secret technique under heaven that can surpass my perceptive eyes," Ghost Shadow shrugged his shoulders. "But I am really curious, where did you get the courage? You actually dared to peek at Mudan bathing. Aren't you afraid she'll kill you?"
"I've already said, I didn't peek, I just saw it by chance!" Lu Fan shrugged his shoulders. "She doesn't believe me, and there's nothing I can do!"
"Your explanation is quite straightforward!" Ghost Shadow nodded slightly. "I hope to see you in three days!"
After speaking, Ghost Shadow turned and left. He would not expose Lu Fan's whereabouts.
In fact, everything that happened between Lu Fan and Mudan had already been noticed by him. Especially when Lu Fan took a palm strike from Mudan without any issue, he felt that Lu Fan was not simple and might even become the helmsman's first disciple.
If that were the case, forging a good relationship might not be a bad thing, especially within the Assassin Dynasty, which was an extremely complex place. More importantly, becoming the helmsman's disciple offered the opportunity to become the next helmsman in the future. Ghost Shadow's actions were simple.
The old village chief searched the entire Lion Peak but did not see Lu Fan, feeling very anxious. The entire Lion Peak had already been sealed by a barrier, so Lu Fan could not leave, yet he did not know where he had gone.
Mudan inquired carefully and learned that the killer who peeked at her was named Hao Tian. Her eyes showed a faint cold light. She had never suffered such a great loss. Now, being teased and unable to find the person, how could she endure it?
Three days passed quickly. Everyone gathered at the Purgatory Arena on Lion Peak. The arena was filled with the smell of blood. At this moment, Jian Bei appeared, accompanied by his three disciples, who were Mudan and the others.
"Three days have passed, and today is the day I accept disciples. Who among you is willing to participate in the competition?"
Jian Bei spoke, his gaze sweeping over the many assassins.
"We are willing!"
A group of assassins stepped forward. These were all Saint-level assassins, not a single one was a Spirit Venerable realm assassin, because they knew very well that only Saint-level assassins could survive. For Spirit Venerable realm assassins to go, it would be seeking their own death.
Looking at the hundreds of figures, Jian Bei was quite satisfied. These were all Saint-level assassins, and those who could stand out from them were bound to be heavenly prodigies. He had no doubt about this.
At this moment, Mudan also looked towards one person and immediately saw Lu Fan. "So you're here, brat. Today, I will skin you alive!"
Lu Fan was slightly stunned, and his face instantly became awkward. The many Saint-level assassins beside him also looked towards Lu Fan, clearly not expecting that this person was the one who peeked at Mudan bathing. His courage was indeed quite considerable.
"Mudan, what are you doing!"
Jian Bei frowned and said, "Today is the day I accept disciples. You can't just cause trouble here!"
"Master, this brat peeked at me bathing. Today, I will kill him!" Mudan said quickly, her anger growing.
"No matter what the matter is, it will be dealt with after the competition!" Jian Bei said directly. "As for whether you kill him or he kills you, that will depend on your strength!"
"Don't worry, Master, I will send him to the afterlife!" Mudan cupped his fists, his eyes extremely sharp.
Lu Fan stood to the side, feeling somewhat helpless. Indeed, it was never wrong to offend anyone but a woman.
"You all wish to become my personal disciple, but there is only one spot for a personal disciple!" Jian Bei said softly. "Therefore, among these hundreds of you, only one can emerge from this purgatory!"
The Saint-level assassins had indifferent expressions. Facing Jian Bei's words, they showed no fear whatsoever. They were already accustomed to fate deciding their lives and did not care about these things.
Those who could become Saint-level assassins had long understood this point and would not be afraid.
"Very good!"
Jian Bei was quite satisfied. "Since that is the case, you may enter purgatory! Purgatory is sealed by a barrier, and only one person can emerge from it. That person will become my personal disciple!"