57: assassination

After hearing Zhang Daobai's account, a surge of killing intent instantly flared in Lin Luoxue's eyes.

This was because Yang Mingrong reminded her of Yun Lingxiao and his son from the Cloud Sword Sect, as well as those memories of her life hitting rock bottom.

However, at the thought of the Yang Family's power, Lin Luoxue couldn't help but frown.

The Yang Family's strength wasn't much inferior to the Cloud Sword Sect's, so getting rid of a nuisance like Yang Mingrong would not be easy.

"How about I go into seclusion for a while?"

After thinking it over, Lin Luoxue could only choose to temporarily avoid contact with Yang Mingrong.

This courtyard was rented from a shop under the Tang Family's banner and was ostensibly under their protection; even Yang Mingrong wouldn't dare to barge in by force.

"What if he refuses to give up?"

Zhang Daobai turned to look at the silent courtyard gate, his gaze growing colder.

A flicker of killing intent flashed in Lin Luoxue's eyes upon hearing this, but she quickly suppressed it.

Killing Yang Mingrong was simple, but the problem was how to escape the subsequent investigation by the Yang Family.

"Do you have any ideas?" Lin Luoxue asked Zhang Daobai subconsciously.

"Then we'll kill him!"

Zhang Daobai spoke in a very calm tone, as if he were discussing a trivial, everyday matter.

At those words, Lin Luoxue couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart. She looked into Zhang Daobai's eyes with surprise, wondering if he was joking.

"There are many ways to kill someone silently. If he doesn't know what's good for him, then we'll just send him to his death," Zhang Daobai said expressionlessly.

The confidence behind Zhang Daobai's words came from White Moon.

Capable of invisibility, shielding its aura and Divine Sense, and possessing a lethal poison that could kill Cultivators below the Purple Mansion Stage, White Moon was, in essence, a natural-born assassin.

If Yang Mingrong still refused to give up in a few days, Zhang Daobai wouldn't mind sending White Moon to assassinate him.

When the time came, they would only need to prepare an alibi in advance; the Yang Family would have no reason or evidence to link Yang Mingrong's death to them.

"Alright then."

Seeing the confidence in Zhang Daobai's eyes, Lin Luoxue didn't question his words; instead, she felt a sense of peace.

Over the next few days, Lin Luoxue remained in the spirit taming space, Cultivating in seclusion.

Meanwhile, Zhang Daobai acted as if nothing was wrong, staying in the Small World to continue practicing Alchemy.

With Long Li's assistance, Zhang Daobai's Alchemy skills improved rapidly. By now, he was already able to refine more than ten types of Grade One Medicinal Pills.

As his refining techniques and fire control became increasingly mature, Zhang Daobai began thinking about attempting to refine Grade Two Medicinal Pills.

However, before that, Zhang Daobai had one more thing to finish.

After leaving the Small World, Zhang Daobai released White Moon.

"Go see if that person outside is still there," Zhang Daobai ordered White Moon, pointing beyond the wall.

Upon receiving the order, White Moon's form quickly blurred and soon vanished from Zhang Daobai's sight.

After flying over the wall, White Moon flew straight toward a corner not far from the Small Courtyard.

As soon as it arrived, White Moon saw an ordinary-looking youth sitting at the corner, occasionally turning his head to look at the entrance of the Small Courtyard Zhang Daobai had rented.

Seeing this, White Moon immediately reported the situation to Zhang Daobai through the Spirit Taming Contract.

Inside the Small Courtyard, after receiving White Moon's message, a flash of killing intent instantly appeared in Zhang Daobai's eyes.

"Since you're hell-bent on seeking death, don't blame me."

The person monitoring the Small Courtyard's entrance outside was indeed a scout hired by Yang Mingrong.

Since Lin Luoxue went into seclusion, Yang Mingrong had come by for two days, but because he couldn't find her either time, he stopped coming.

However, he hadn't given up on Lin Luoxue; instead, he hired a scout to keep an eye on the Small Courtyard's entrance, waiting for her to come out.

"Alright, come back."

Zhang Daobai had no intention of dealing with the scout; besides being worthless, it would only increase suspicion, and killing him would only bring trouble.

Sitting on a recliner to the side, Zhang Daobai lightly tapped his knee with his finger, pondering how to make Yang Mingrong die without anyone suspecting him.

Should he lure him out and poison him in a public place, or have White Moon sneak into the Yang Family and kill him in his own home?

While the former would provide an alibi and many witnesses, it still carried a certain level of risk.

As long as the Yang Family investigated why Yang Mingrong had gone out, it would be easy for him and Lin Luoxue to come under their scrutiny.

So, after careful consideration, Zhang Daobai decided it would be best for Yang Mingrong to die in his own home.

Once White Moon returned, Zhang Daobai immediately transmitted the image of Yang Mingrong from his memory to it.

Then, Zhang Daobai took out a map of Purple Maple Immortal City and pointed out the location of the Yang Family estate.

"Go here, find the target I gave you, and poison him to death in his room tonight," Zhang Daobai ordered in a concise and clear manner.

White Moon nodded thoughtfully; although it hadn't been born long, its intelligence was not inferior to that of an adult.

Thus, it could fully understand the orders Zhang Daobai gave it.

"Remember, don't get exposed. If there's danger, run immediately. Safety comes first."

Zhang Daobai patted White Moon and instructed, feeling a bit uneasy.

Forget just one Yang Mingrong; even the entire Yang Family combined wasn't as important to Zhang Daobai as White Moon.

White Moon nodded and, as if deeply moved, nuzzled Zhang Daobai affectionately.

Having quickly confirmed the location, White Moon flew out of the Small Courtyard and headed straight for the Yang Family estate.

The Yang Family estate was located in the Eastern District of Purple Maple Immortal City, not too far from the Small Courtyard Zhang Daobai had rented.

While invisible, no one could detect White Moon's trail along the way.

Arriving outside the Yang Family estate, White Moon flew onto the roof of a tall building, looking down at the members of the Yang Family passing by as it began searching for Yang Mingrong.

It wasn't until dusk approached that Yang Mingrong staggered back from outside, a trace of a smile on his face as if he had encountered something pleasant.

"Hehe! That stubborn woman finally can't hold out anymore. Once she leaves the city tomorrow, I'm going to have some fun in the wild!"

Yang Mingrong muttered to himself with a lewd smile on his face.

From the roof of the tall building, White Moon's eyes lit up with joy upon seeing Yang Mingrong's figure.

After waiting for several hours, it had finally found its target.

Following Yang Mingrong from a distance, White Moon soon found his residence.

Seeing that the sky hadn't completely darkened yet, White Moon decided to wait a bit longer before acting; after all, its master's order was to poison him at night.

Inside the room, Yang Mingrong did not Cultivate like other Cultivators during the quiet of the night.

Instead, he took out a pile of items from his storage ring and began checking the equipment he would use tomorrow.