Chapter 009: Self-Sacrifice and Forgetting Life

He opened his mouth and laughed, saying proudly: "I blocked it -- -- "

Only when the bright red blood fell before him could Li Mu Yang be certain that he had blocked that knife

Wow

He felt frustrated, finding it truly difficult to accept such a result

"Looking for death." The crow was enraged by Cui Xiaoxin's counterattack.

Due to the intense pain, Li Mu Yang's body was convulsing in waves

It was only when the coffee cup shattered against the wall that the guests exclaimed in surprise and sought to escape

The crow once again lunged its blade towards Cui Xiaoxin's neck, employing the technique he favored most and found aesthetically pleasing, the 'Sakura Slash'.

This time, he began to anticipate Li Mu Yang's self-sacrifice.

You damn it -- -- '' He pointed at Li Mu Yang, who was in a frenzied state, and shouted angrily: `` Have you been set to receive a blade with empty hands at a hundred percent? ''

The crow is a killer, and a skilled one at that. Therefore, he has never missed his target.

On the back of his right hand, which had been pierced, scale-like objects once again emerged, but this time they were clearer and thicker than when he was at Sunset Lake. During the time at Sunset Lake, they were in a transparent state, and one could hardly notice them without careful observation. However, this time they had transformed into a semi-transparent state, with gray pigments settling inside, and small clouds and electric patterns dancing and surging across the scales

Li Mu Yang struck out with a punch

A hole appeared in the center of his palm, and that hole resembled a black hole releasing pain, swallowing his entire body into an endless hell of suffering

"You cannot stop it," the crow said coldly.

From the assassination to now, this scene unfolded in the blink of an eye. It happened so quickly that the guests nearby were left bewildered, unsure of what had actually transpired

As the crow flicked its sleeve, the spilled coffee stain surprisingly transformed into a wisp of steam and vanished into thin air. The coffee cup was yanked back with force, changing direction and hurtling towards Cui Xiaoxin's body.

While speaking, he had already pulled the fruit knife out of Li Mu Yang's palm

He is a very picky assassin

He is confident in his cherry blossom falling, and he is even more confident in the speed of his own actions

If the first time was luck, a coincidence, then what about the second time

This time he deliberately quickened his pace, and he had developed a strong guard against Li Mu Yang. He still managed to break through his own cherry blossom fall and grasped his dagger in his palm -- although it was quite foolish to intercept the sharpness of the dagger with his own hand.

Creak

A single breath splits Mount Hua

Oh, no, it's in the palm of the hand

He takes great pleasure in his work, hoping that his victims experience no pain at the moment of their demise, even remaining unaware of their fate until the very last breath. He desires for their faces to retain a smile, as depicted in illustrations. He holds himself to high professional standards, yet today's unfortunate start has completely shattered the aesthetic he cherishes.

Li Mu Yang felt that his heart was filled with a violent rage, as if someone had taken away his most treasured possession

It was not until this moment that Li Mu Yang let out a cry of anguish due to the pain

Then, the dagger was in his hand

But how could a useless young man like this have the knife in his hand

He intends to split Cui Xiaoxin in half

"You cannot kill her," Li Mu Yang shouted hoarsely

The crow's heart raced violently, its pupils dilating as it stared at Li Mu Yang with a face full of terror

The crow spoke in a low voice, its café server uniform billowing without wind, and the small fruit knife in its hand unexpectedly extended into a white aura over one meter long

The fruit knife was transformed into a giant sword over one meter long, and then he swung the giant sword towards Cui Xiaoxin.

Upon hearing Li Mu Yang's words, the crow felt even more that this was a provocation against itself. This was the greatest humiliation in its career as an assassin

The crow's body crashed heavily onto the thick oak counter, a sweetness surged in its throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted from the corner of its mouth

Li Mu Yang -- -- "Cui Xiao exclaimed in surprise. She grabbed the coffee cup in front of her and hurled it at the crow's face.

Do not kill me, I have seen nothing, I truly do not know that there is a purple pimple at the corner of your mouth

His eyes were blood red, and his pupils were once again enveloped by that crimson cloud

White light flickered, and the sword energy permeated the air

The entire café was ravaged by the force of this violent collision, with guests' teacups being blown away and tables collapsing as all four legs broke simultaneously. Teacups and beer bottles fell from the shelves of the bar, shattering on the ground, while various fresh fruits in the basket tumbled to the floor, bouncing and rolling in all directions

He was intercepted by that inconspicuous figure—well, I must admit, Li Mu Yang was indeed quite dazzlingly dark. Being continuously intercepted twice by such a useless guy while attempting to execute the Cherry Blossom Slash was already a great insult, and even his own assassination target began to make fierce counteractions. This was difficult for him to accept

As he had seen before, Li Mu Yang was just an ordinary boy. He was a useless fellow who would become breathless and break into a sweat on his forehead with just a slight emotional stir.

The blade he used was the 'Sakura Slash'. With a single thrust, it would spin and create a swirling motion resembling cherry blossom petals, and then carve a cherry blossom onto the target's body

"What the hell," the crow cursed inwardly, "how could I possibly pierce that charcoal-like palm?"

Murdered, murdered

He stabbed through Li Mu Yang's palm with a single strike

Click

At that time, due to his incredible speed and overly agile movements, the opponent had not even felt the pain in their body. It was not until fine threads of blood began to seep from those wounds that the cherry blossom truly manifested its grand achievement.

Creak

thud

He was completely unaware of the pain, lost in the joy of having saved Cui Xiaoxin's life by taking a stab for her.

His fist struck out towards the more than one-foot-long white sword light

He is a killer, and he is also an artist

Creak!

The sound of the blade cutting through flesh is crisp and pleasant, akin to the sound of a gentle breeze rustling through paper

He desires to vent his frustrations and seeks destruction

He has already struck that bastard kid on the head with a fruit tray; according to his estimation, that guy should be lying on the ground, bloodied and unconscious.

If that useless boy dares to reach out and intercept again, he will split that idiot kid in half as well

One strike beheads two individuals, as if it were merely a small token offered alongside that young lady of wealth and status.

I want to destroy this despicable and insignificant human before me

Bang

He is not even worthy of dying by his own blade

Sound the alarm, quickly call the military police

At the site of the skin rupture, blood surged forth along the blade's edge.

I blocked it

He regretted not checking the almanac before going out to work today, otherwise he would have chosen a more suitable time. If he had just glanced at it, the imperial almanac would surely have stated: Today is not suitable for killing.

However, this is enough to arouse the suspicions of the crows and the illustrations: Could this fellow be a reclusive master? Or perhaps a disciple of a reclusive master?

It has long been said that the Jiangnan City of the Empire has stood for millions of years without falling, consistently maintaining a bustling and prosperous scene of grandeur. Hidden dragons and crouching tigers, with profound cultural depth. Could it be that I have inadvertently stumbled upon such a place?

Li Mu Yang lunged forward once more, seizing the dagger from the crow's hand again.

A fruit knife over one foot long was thrust into the flesh, then advanced forward without any obstruction until it stopped at the handle

He lunged forward without hesitation, reaching out to grab the dagger in the crow's hand

Otherwise, no one would care about the life or death of such a guy

-- --

The knife emerged, accompanied by a large flow of fresh blood

The target of his strike was also Cui Xiaoxin's neck, for only she was worthy of the assassin Crow's personal intervention. The blood of ordinary people would only stain his hands and clothes

However, he is a crow, the king of birds, and one of the top twenty assassins in the empire. According to his self-assessment, he should at least be considered a formidable figure in the top ten.

Creak

Li Mu Yang did not understand the crux of the problem, but the crow did.

He did not know how he accomplished it, just as a crow does not understand why that knife pierced its palm

However, how did the fruit knife in his hand happen to stab into that worthless boy's palm? This was not the happiness he desired