I Can Strengthen Infinitely-Chapter 43 - 42: Assassin

Amidst the mountains and forests, two shadows darted swiftly back and forth.

The two were separated by a distance of about thirty feet, but as the pursuer was moving too fast, this gap was continuously closing.

Xu San gasped for breath as he desperately pushed his lightweight skill, his figure agile as he leaped and moved across treetops without being hindered by the dense forest trees.

"Damn it!" Seeing the figure behind him relentlessly closing in, Xu San couldn’t help but curse under his breath.

Qin Yuesheng was like a stubborn bull, following closely behind, his body could break the branches he collided with without slowing his pace, showing no sign of letting Xu San go.

Truthfully, Qin Yuesheng also felt a little apprehensive. From Qin Yu, he learned that Xu San possessed the imperial forbidden weapon ’Thunderous Thunder.’ Even a martial artist with Outer Forging Perfection could die under Thunderous Thunder, so Qin Yuesheng had to be cautious.

But what he didn’t know was, such a contraband item as Thunderous Thunder, it was already very rare for Xu San to have one; it was impossible for him to have a second one. This wariness of Qin Yuesheng indeed gave Xu San some opportunities.

Gradually, Three-cone Peak disappeared from Qin Yuesheng’s view, and in their chase, they had run out of the Meteor Mountain area and onto the Jingli Dao.

Earlier, in the forest, the trees concealed them, making the Flying Knife Skill difficult to utilize. Now, in such an open and flat area, Qin Yuesheng naturally had a good chance to display his skills. He directly took out a knife and threw it out.

Hearing the wind sound behind his head, Xu San immediately rolled to the side, only to see a cold glint flying past his ear, piercing straight into the road not far away.

"Brother, brother, we’re both living in this martial world. Is there anything that can’t be solved by talking it through? I did intercept the Mountain Guardian Escort Agency’s convoy, but it was under someone’s secret orders. That batch of goods is still in Hulao Stronghold, I’ll return it to you, I’ll return it all."

"You say someone ordered you in secret, who was it?" Qin Yuesheng stepped forward and asked.

Hulao Stronghold had been active on Jingli Dao for many years, but had never successfully targeted the Mountain Guardian Escort Agency before. This time, suddenly gathering multiple Outer Forging masters to rob an escort, it was clear that the motive was not normal.

"It was..."

Whoosh!!!

Suddenly, a cold gleam attacked from nowhere, seemingly about to strike Xu San in the eyes, threatening to kill him.

Qin Yuesheng, with sharp eyes and quick reflexes, instantaneously swung out the Celestial Demon Blade, directly batting away the cold gleam. Looking closely, it turned out to be a six-pronged cone-shaped bronze dart.

A shadow flickered through the woods beside the road; it was the person who secretly threw the dart.

Qin Yuesheng grabbed Xu San by the neck, knocked him unconscious with full force, slung him over his shoulder, and quickly chased in the direction where the shadow disappeared.

Even while carrying a person, Qin Yuesheng’s speed was not at all slow, but Xu San, unconscious, suffered greatly.

When Qin Yuesheng ran fiercely, he didn’t bother avoiding branches and trees at all, crashing straight into them. Either he smashed obstacles with his body, or he chopped them with the Celestial Demon Blade.

Carrying Xu San, the obstacles Qin Yuesheng usually tackled head-on were no longer a burden to him. He carried Xu San like a battering ram, advancing with a series of booms.

Fortunately, Xu San was somewhat a martial artist with Outer Skin and Bone Forging, his skin and bones were quite tough, which made Qin Yuesheng handle him with ease. Truly, he clashed with trees, cracked stones, charging straight without turning.

If it were an ordinary person being treated this way, they’d likely have ended up with a cracked head and bleeding, losing half their life even if they survived.

Apparently, the one who assaulted Xu San didn’t expect Qin Yuesheng to be so savage, unable to shake this stubborn leech off, they found themselves in an extremely awkward situation.

For an assassin, the most crucial thing is not to reveal their identity.

As the dense forest thinned and they reached the edge, under the moonlight, a lake suddenly came into Qin Yuesheng’s view,

Beside the lake, there was a waterside pavilion; from afar, large red lanterns hung high, accompanied by faint sounds of bustling voices, as if a banquet was being held, particularly lively.

The lakeside was open, the assassin had nowhere to hide, and desperately ran toward the pavilion. Qin Yuesheng couldn’t possibly give him this chance. Immediately, he went full throttle, maximizing the use of his leg strength, chasing the assassin at a very high speed.

This person’s skill was probably not high, his lightweight skill far inferior to Qin Yuesheng’s. With a few leaps, Qin Yuesheng was already above him, directly dropping Xu San’s body and slashing down at him.

Before the blade reached, its aura had quietly arrived.

Caught off guard, the man’s back was directly struck by the blade aura, leaving a trail of blood on the ground, and he stumbled and fell.

Qin Yuesheng swung a fist, directly knocking the freshly risen assassin back to the ground, and stepped on the man’s head, inserting two knife hilts into his mouth, jamming his upper and lower teeth to prevent him from having poison sacs or poison packs hidden in his mouth to commit suicide following a mission failure.

Reaching out, Qin Yuesheng uncovered the cloth covering the assassin’s face, observed his appearance, and asked, "Who sent you to kill Xu San, can you tell me? If you can’t, I won’t waste words."

"I won’t say a word."

"Alright." Qin Yuesheng nodded indifferently, reached out and crushed the person’s neck, then took the Celestial Demon blade and stabbed it into the person’s heart.

After killing him, Qin Yuesheng searched him from head to toe, but found nothing.

He stripped the clothes off thoroughly, planning to check for any emblematic tattoos, but the person’s body was pristine, not even a mole. It was not easy to find any clues.

With a kick, he sent him into the lake, then picked up Xu San, ready to leave. This person held the secret of who sent him to intercept the Mountain Guardian Escort Agency’s goods. It seemed that the assassin was sent by those people. As long as Xu San is alive, he could uncover those lurking in the shadows.

Just as Qin Yuesheng prepared to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums coming from behind him. He turned around and saw a bridal procession, all dressed in red, heading towards him.

Though Qin Yuesheng wondered why there would be a bridal procession in the wilderness at night, he stepped aside to avoid blocking their path.

"Young sir, my miss is getting married tonight. Come join us at the estate for a drink of wedding wine," said an exceptionally flamboyant woman leading the procession.

Her face was powdered white, with two large red blush spots on her cheeks, and her sharp, monkey-like features were quite eerie.

Seeing the woman approach as if they were familiar, attempting to wrap her arms around him, Qin Yuesheng immediately blocked with the Celestial Demon blade, and said bluntly, "No, I have matters to attend to and no time for wedding wine."

Not to mention this eerie night in the wilderness; the mere fact that she showed no signs of surprise at seeing him covered in blood and wearing a demon mask indicated something was off.

Seeing Qin Yuesheng refuse, the woman wisely retreated into the group without further glances at him.

The bridal procession passed by Qin Yuesheng with gongs and drums, lively despite the mismatched time and place.

Just as Qin Yuesheng was about to leave with Xu San, he caught a glimpse of a figure within the procession out of the corner of his eye.

He trembled, incredulously thinking, "What the hell? How could it be him!"

Within the group, Du Beilun was banging two cymbals with a foolish grin, wearing the same red robe and black belt as the others — easy to mistake as just another percussionist.

"Du Beilun?" Qin Yuesheng called out.

Yet Du Beilun didn’t respond, not even turning his head.

Qin Yuesheng was certain it was Du Beilun — there couldn’t be another person who looked exactly like him. He was a childhood friend, and given the good relations between the Qin family and the Du family, Qin Yuesheng couldn’t just leave him be.

This bridal procession was quite bizarre, with Du Beilun inexplicably as one of the percussionists. Letting him leave like this could lead to unknown consequences. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Possibly never seeing him again, Qin Yuesheng immediately dashed forward, grabbed Du Beilun’s arm, intending to drag him away.

But at that moment, a Great Han behind Du Beilun suddenly shouted hoarsely, "Young man, don’t meddle in things you shouldn’t. Mind your own life."

His eyes glinted green, obviously not normal.

"Get lost!" Qin Yuesheng swung his blade, instantly splitting the man in two.

The commotion immediately caught the attention of nearby people, who dropped their instruments and rushed towards Qin Yuesheng.

"Courting death." Qin Yuesheng knocked out Du Beilun with a palm strike, preventing him from heading towards the waterside pavilion.

Facing the encirclement, Qin Yuesheng plunged the Celestial Demon blade into the ground and unleashed Tiger Crane Double Form Fist, killing all the green-eyed assailants.

The procession included some normal-looking people besides Du Beilun, and Qin Yuesheng feared the Celestial Demon blade might indiscriminately kill even them after slaughtering others, hence abandoning his weapon.

These people weren’t even at Outer Forging Perfection, hardly opponents for Qin Yuesheng. After a dozen moves, they lay slain, strewn across the ground.

"How dare you disrupt Master Huang Si’s wedding!" A seven-foot tall strongman rushed over, swinging a rod at Qin Yuesheng.

Unafraid, Qin Yuesheng unleashed a counter punch, colliding directly with the iron rod.

Clang!

As fist met rod, a metallic clang resounded. Qin Yuesheng’s fist remained unharmed, while the Great Han’s rod noticeably bent.