180: Chapter 180 Assassination Moment: Your Dagger, Haven't You Eaten Yet?

"Ding."

An extremely crisp metallic ring suddenly exploded within the deathly silent Bedchamber.

The eerie light that should have harvested life like the Grim Reaper's scythe came to a screeching halt just half an inch from the back of Xu Chen's neck.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment.

It was a pitch-black dagger, seemingly condensed from pure shadows, with heart-palpitating law fluctuations flowing along its edge. This was a true Imperial Weapon; even a mere touch was enough to cause a Saint's physical body to disintegrate.

But at this moment.

This Imperial Weapon dagger, a symbol of death, was caught effortlessly between two long, fair fingers.

Xu Chen didn't even turn his head.

He maintained his posture, back to the door and gazing out at the rainy night, his right hand simply reaching backward to precisely lock onto that lethal strike as if plucking a flower or a leaf.

"Hmm?"

An extremely faint grunt came from the void, carrying a hint of unbelievable shock.

In the next instant.

Boom!

A terrifying shadow power erupted from the dagger, attempting to shake off those two fingers. It was the pride and foundation of the "Number One on the Tian Sha List," the full-force strike of a Quasi-Saint Peak assassin.

But Xu Chen's fingers remained motionless, like two ancient divine mountains suppressing everything.

Holding the dagger like that, he slowly turned around.

His deep eyes looked through the flickering candlelight toward the void behind him that had originally been empty.

"Decent strength."

The corner of Xu Chen's mouth curled into a playful arc. His voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying three parts teasing and seven parts composure.

"Pity, did your dagger... not eat?"

The moment the words fell.

The Hongmeng Creation Origin Body within Xu Chen's body suddenly surged, and a pale gold vitality awakened like a prehistoric beast.

"Come out... for this Young Master!"

He gave his wrist a gentle shake.

That terrifying force, enough to tear through space, instantly conducted through the dagger to the opponent's arm.

"Ugh!"

The void shook violently, as if a mirror had been shattered. A black figure was forcibly dragged out of the Shadow Realm, stumbling into reality.

It was an extremely petite girl dressed in black.

Even at the moment of being forced into visibility, her reaction was still startlingly fast.

Without the slightest hesitation, she decisively let go of the Imperial Weapon dagger. Her body twisted forcefully in mid-air like a slippery loach, her legs kicking hard against Xu Chen's chest to use the momentum to retreat.

"Trying to run?"

Xu Chen chuckled, casually tossing the Imperial Weapon dagger onto a nearby soft couch with a dull thud.

He took a simple step forward.

Shrinking the Earth to an Inch.

The girl had just retreated into mid-air and hadn't yet had time to vanish into the darkness again when her vision blurred.

A face that was excessively handsome appeared before her without warning, the distance between them not even a fist's width.

The girl's eyes, which had been deathly silent and hollow, finally showed a flicker of emotion at this moment.

It was shock at absolute power.

She instinctively tried to counterattack, two Bone-Piercing Nails sliding from her sleeves to strike at Xu Chen's eyes.

But Xu Chen was faster.

Pa.

A large hand, like iron pincers, clamped onto her slender wrist with absolute precision.

Then, Xu Chen pulled her along with the momentum, pressing his body forward.

Bang!

Accompanied by a dull thud, the black-clad girl was captured single-handedly by Xu Chen and pinned heavily onto a nearby white jade desk.

Her upper body was pinned down firmly, her arms twisted behind her back, and her face, which had been hidden in shadows for years, was forced against the cold jade tabletop.

"Let go!"

The girl finally spoke.

Her voice was cold and dry, carrying a hint of unprecedented panic, like a piece of shattered ice.

She struggled hard, the Shadow Laws within her body surging wildly, trying to turn into black mist to escape. But under the suppression of Xu Chen's overbearing Hongmeng Body vitality, her proud constitution was like snow under a scorching sun, unable to condense in the slightest.

"Number one on the Tian Sha List?"

Xu Chen pinned her wrists with one hand and gently pinched her chin with the other, forcing her to look up.

Under the candlelight.

The girl's face, hidden under her hood, was finally completely exposed to the air.

Xu Chen was slightly taken aback.

It was a face of extreme contrast.

She looked no more than sixteen or seventeen, her skin pale to the point of transparency from lack of sunlight, her features as delicate as a porcelain doll. Especially those eyes; even while captured, they still held a deathly silence and indifference inconsistent with her age.

Rather than some peerless assassin, she looked more like a lost, somewhat autistic little sister from next door.

[Ding! Target meeting the criteria detected!]

Just then, the long-awaited system notification sounded in Xu Chen's mind.

A light blue virtual panel unfolded before his eyes:

[Name]: Mo Han (Code Name: Shadow Kill)

[Bone Age]: 3122 years

[Identity]: Number one assassin of the Heavenly Court's "Tian Sha List" / Descendant of the Ancient Shadow Temple

[Height]: 163cm (Petite and exquisite, suitable for playing with)

[Measurements]: B75 (A+) / W52 / H78 (System Note: Although youthful, she has a perfect leg shape and an extremely soft waist, suitable for various high-difficulty positions. This "budding" cold girl vibe, combined with her status as a top assassin, has a unique charm.)

[Special Constitution/Bloodline]: Natural Shadow Body (Naturally compatible with the Great Dao of Darkness, peerless in concealment and assassination, and maintains a low body temperature, coming with a built-in "air conditioning" function)

[Comprehensive Score]: 93 points

Looking at the evaluation given by the system, especially that phrase "suitable for playing with," the playfulness in Xu Chen's eyes deepened.

"93 points... and she has such a rare Shadow Constitution."

He had originally thought that if it were some greasy old man or an ugly freak, he would just slap them to death and feed them to the dogs.

But since she was a system-certified beauty, and one of those "emotionless girls" with great potential for cultivation, that was a different story.

Xu Chen's finger gently stroked Mo Han's pale and delicate chin, feeling the icy touch from his fingertip.

"You want my life?"

He leaned close to Mo Han's ear, his warm breath fanning over her sensitive earlobe, causing the girl beneath him to tremble imperceptibly.

"Pity, it seems your skills aren't quite up to scratch yet."

Mo Han bit her lip hard until she tasted blood. For the first time, a man's figure was reflected in her deathly silent eyes.

This man was very strong.

So strong that he made her feel despair.

What made her even more uneasy was that the way this man looked at her wasn't like he was looking at a mortal enemy, but rather like he was looking at an interesting toy he had just acquired.