Before Shadow Step’s enhanced effect faded, Qin Yu slipped into a hiding spot. The thugs’ vigilance was lax—nothing like professional soldiers in major cities.
In his past life, Qin Yu had studied stealth techniques from a legendary assassin. He still remembered the guy’s ID: “Assassin Supreme.”
He claimed stealth meant silently eliminating every enemy. Truth was, his skills were exceptional—slipping unseen into major guild territories for intel, earning bounties across the board. A truly top-tier player.
Though Shadow Step ended, his title’s active speed boost still had 20 seconds left. After pinpointing the wall guards’ positions, he moved swiftly.
Backstab = instant kill. Low-tier mobs were easy—no high-tier defenses. Just strike the weak point. (Though some naturally tough races required caution.)
He dragged the thug’s corpse into a crate, swapped into his uniform, and now walked openly through the bandit camp.
Just then, the title’s active effect vanished. Passive effect locked for 90 seconds.
Mimicking the thug’s gait, Qin Yu approached the gate. The two guards were drinking and chatting.
*“First, set a few fires to stir chaos inside.”*
His eyes locked on the supply warehouse.
*“Burn it all? Hmm… too wasteful?”*
This was training—but he wouldn’t leave empty-handed. He’d claim every resource.
No—*rightfully claim the spoils*. Bandit-clearing was righteous!
He slipped into the warehouse unnoticed. With his instant 100m³ storage, he swept everything inside.
Left the empty shell, lit a few fires, and slipped out the side door.
Thick smoke soon drew attention.
“Disaster! The warehouse is on fire!”
“Put it out! Save the supplies!”
Thugs scrambled into action.
“Boss! Captains! Emergency!”
The drunken chief and captains jolted awake.
“Wh-what?! Spit it out!”
“Our supply warehouse is burning!”
“What?!”
That sobered them fast. Those supplies were next month’s rations—if lost, they’d starve.
“Forget the fire! Save the supplies first!”
“Yes, sir!”
Subordinates rushed out.
“Boss… how’d it catch fire? We banned open flames!”
“Sabotage?”
The chief snatched his cleaver and charged out, captains trailing behind.
With gate guards gone to fight flames, Qin Yu swung the main gate open—letting Luna and Shikari in.
“As expected!”
The chief scanned the chaos: crowds at the warehouse, intruders at the gate.
“Brothers! Repel the enemy!”
A roar—and the bandits surged forward.
Fierce as they were, these kids had faced far worse monsters.
Doom! Doom! Doom!
Crimson projectiles flew. Charging thugs dropped. Those behind hesitated.
“Blood magic?”
The chief frowned. Children wielding blood magic… dressed like the Luminous Theocracy? Bizarre.
“Their leader’s a Sylvan Elf!”
“No way! Boss, let’s take her!”
“Yeah! Yeah!”
Months without seeing a woman—captains grew feverish at the sight of Shikari.
“You get the elf. I want the blue-haired girl.”
The bandits charged Luna and Shikari.
1st-tier Blood Disciple attacks? Mere scratches to 4th-tier captains. As three closed in, Shikari and Luna struck.
“Moonlight!”
A silvery slash—*whoosh*—one captain decapitated before he blinked.
All eyes snapped to them.
“Stay sharp, brothers!”
More moonlight slashed down. Blocked this time—but weapons cracked under the force. Luna’s power was terrifying; one slip meant death.
While Luna held them off, Shikari’s lance thrust forward.
*Clang!*
One captain’s weapon shattered. A gaping hole bloomed in his chest.
“Go, Shikari~”
Nanafu cheered from afar with the kids.
Losing two captains enraged the chief. Thugs loosed arrows—but every shaft vanished mid-air.
Qin Yu had snatched them all amid the chaos.
The chief’s eyes narrowed. He hurled a sword—*crash!*—shattering Qin Yu’s crate.
“Sharp senses.”
Qin Yu stepped out. Separated from Luna and Shikari. Surrounded.
“Kill him!”
Three 3rd-tier thugs lunged.
Shikari and Luna held their ground to protect the children—but Qin Yu needed no help. That skirmish had leveled him to Tier 2. Now he could hurt the Tier 5 chief.
Bloodthorn in hand, Grandmaster swordsmanship flowing—he dispatched the thugs without breaking a sweat.
“Reversing Flame!”
A fiery whirl—*swoosh*—the encircling thugs fell.
Only then did Luna and Shikari grasp his depth.
“That sword technique… where have I seen it?” Shikari murmured, a flicker of recognition.
“How is the Lord’s technique identical to the Blacknight Sword Saint’s?” Nanafu whispered.
She’d recognized it instantly—the very move used by the Blacknight Sword Saint, one of the Four Sword Saints who once challenged the Golden Sword Saint at Elysian Haven.
Could Qin Yu and the Blacknight Sword Saint… be master and disciple?
