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Lu Chen walked slowly, and every now and then he would pretend to raise his hand to wipe his sweat.

With his current strength, the heat of this weather is not enough to make him sweat.

He was putting on an act for the person hiding in the shadows.

He wasn't sure if someone was actually observing them in the dark, but caution was always better than no danger.

In a grove behind Lu Chen, a thin man dressed in what appeared to be camouflage was squatting on a tree, watching Lu Chen slowly walk out of Qingshan Village and onto the main road.

A smirk appeared on his lips.

He was still having a headache. It wouldn't be difficult for him to catch a living person in the village, but he would have to wait until midnight.

He dared to do this in broad daylight; even if the whole village were ordinary people, he wouldn't dare to do it.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen came out on his own!

"I don't know if that glance I gave him earlier was genuine or just a coincidence." Broken Blade slowly chewed on a piece of dried meat in his hand.

The moment Lu Chen turned his head, he almost thought he had been discovered and quickly looked away.

He knew that some people were very perceptive and exceptionally sensitive to the gazes of others. They could stare intently at someone, even if the person had their back to them, and the other person would still notice.

This time he was careless and lacked caution.

Before coming, he carefully reviewed Lu Chen's information and learned that he was just an ordinary country boy whose parents had passed away and who was very poor and had three siblings who depended on each other for survival.

Later, he was beaten up by Li Feng and seriously injured. When he went home to recuperate, for some reason, his injuries healed very quickly. And it seemed that there was a secret: all the people who were against him, such as those from the Green Bamboo Gang, died for no reason.

But no matter how you look at it, he had neither the means nor the time to access martial arts techniques.

"No matter how powerful you are, the experiences of the past fifteen years cannot be faked. Even if you have some kind of opportunity during this period, it will only last for a month or two at most. If you start practicing martial arts from scratch, you will not be able to surpass the Refining Realm at most."

Broken Blade had a pretty relaxing time this time.

Although he was initially somewhat dismissive of Ning Lao's decision to send him to carry out the mission, and even dissatisfied with it.

I'm a Marrow Cleansing Realm cultivator, yet I was sent to capture a child!

But then I thought, the task is simple, so it's a good time to take a break.

He was already getting annoyed by Lu Chen's slow pace.

"Alright, after observing him for so long, we haven't found anything noteworthy. Let's just take him away; it's a waste of time!"

With a leap from the tree, Broken Knife quickly tidied himself up, transforming his appearance into that of an ordinary rural farmer, carrying luggage as if he were on his way to visit relatives.

He took a shortcut and ran ahead of Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was still pretending.

Since we've started pretending, let's go all the way.

He looked up at the sun.

The sun was blazing overhead.

"I hope the weather stays like this for the next few days. The rice needs to be harvested and dried, so I hope it doesn't rain."

With these thoughts in mind, Lu Chen arrived at a fork in the road.

From another path, a person hurried over, looking somewhat anxious. Upon seeing Lu Chen, his eyes lit up, and he quickly called out, "Brother, could you please tell me how to get to the county town? I'm from the neighboring Yuncheng County, and I'm here to visit relatives, but I don't know the way."

Seeing that the person had come to ask for directions, Lu Chen said kindly, "Just keep walking this road and you'll get there. Are you from Yuncheng, sir? You must have walked quite a distance. It must be tiring in this heat."

"Hey, I'm used to it."

The middle-aged man had a tanned complexion and deep wrinkles on his forehead, clearly someone who had spent years toiling in the fields.

"What kind of work does the uncle do in Yuncheng County?"

Lu Chen and the middle-aged man walked side by side, with only a step between them.

Broken Knife chuckled and said, "Farmers, peasants, what else can they do?"

Lu Chen laughed, "Farming is good, farming is safe. Uncle, you have no idea, a lot of people died in Shahu County not long ago!"

"Oh? What happened? Who died?"

"They're all a bunch of heartless beasts, child traffickers and bastards. It seems they were all caught in one fell swoop. I don't know the specifics, but everyone is applauding."

"That's what they deserve to die!"

"Right, I think so too!"

Lu Chen smiled and suddenly asked, "Uncle, I see you don't seem to have brought any water. It's so hot today, aren't you thirsty? I have some water here!"

Lu Chen casually took something out of his pocket.

Broken Knife didn't mind and waved his hand, saying, "Young man, you don't need to be so polite. We're almost at the county town, so there's no need for that, hehe."

Lu Chen was very enthusiastic. He took out a package and threw it to Can Dao.

At the same time, Can Dao flicked his arm, and a broken sword with an iron chain shot out from somewhere, like a venomous five-step snake, slashing towards the package.

Lu Chen moved quickly, and Can Dao reacted just as fast; he knew they had been exposed.

However, he remained completely calm.

What's there to be afraid of? I'm only at the Marrow Cleansing Realm, why would I be afraid of this kid?

He sneered and charged at Lu Chen.

"Playing with lime, little kids will get their hands dirty—oh dear!"

Lu Chen carried two bags of lime; he used one, and the other bag followed closely behind.

The throwing knife in his hand had already left his grasp, and like a bullet fired from a gun, it pierced deeply into the thigh of the man with the broken knife.

The broken knife was hit by lime powder. Even though he reacted extremely quickly, shielding his eyes with his hand and closing them, some still got into his nose and mouth, making his throat burn.

He screamed, his eyes flashing with a ferocious light as he glared at Lu Chen. With a flick of his wrist, the broken sword changed direction with incredible agility, whistling a corner and heading straight for Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was startled and quickly retreated, dodging the incredibly swift counterattack. He had already grabbed several iron pellets in his hand and threw them all out at once.

At such a short distance, with such a large person, there was absolutely no way he could have made a mistake.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

He caught every last broken knife.

He was beaten until his skin was torn and his internal organs were violently shaken, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, what is that thing? How can it be so powerful!"

He's in a bad situation.

It looks like his internal organs have ruptured!

This person is not a purifier at all, nor is it even a blood transfusion.

It's a marrow cleansing!

Is this really a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy?

Even if he started training from the womb, at this age, to break through to the Marrow Cleansing stage is already genius!

Is the information fake?

Was he betrayed by his own people?

Before he could think, Broken Blade instinctively wanted to run.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and with a flick of his arm, the sharp broken knife behind the chain swept across as if it were part of his arm, as if to cut Lu Chen in half at the waist.

Lu Chen took out his dagger and blocked the attack.

A tremendous force struck his palm, nearly knocking the dagger away.

Broken Blade swung his arm again, the broken chain blade aimed at Lu Chen's arm once more, looking like he was fighting desperately.

Lu Chen quickly retreated, avoiding a direct confrontation, but suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Damn it, we have to run!

As expected, after forcing Lu Chen back with the broken knife, he threw the luggage he was holding at Lu Chen and then disappeared into the grove of trees by the roadside.

Lu Chen's eyes turned cold. He pushed off the ground with both feet, his thigh muscles tensing instantly, the force coming from the ground.

He strode confidently, dodging the messy luggage, and slipped inside.

He had already grabbed several throwing knives in his hand.

Ahead, a gray figure flashed by. Without thinking, Lu Chen threw a throwing knife.

"puff!"

His perfect throwing ability allows him to hit the target every time within a hundred paces.

"Pfft!"

The sound of the throwing knife slicing through his body told Lu Chen that he had hit his target.

The fleeing figure ahead grunted, seemingly expressionless as he continued running forward.

Run! Run! Run!

If he doesn't run now, he's really going to die here.

"Uncle, you said you're a farmer, you don't mean you plant people in the fields, do you?"

Lu Chen raised his voice, his steps unwavering, without retracing the original route taken by the broken sword.

He was also afraid of stepping on or encountering some kind of trap or mechanism, which was impossible to prevent.

Despite being stabbed in the thigh and suffering internal damage from numerous iron pellets, the speed of the man in front of him did not seem to decrease.

He walked quickly, the branches and thorns along the way whipping against his body.

"Damn it, I knew there was something wrong with this mission! Otherwise, why would they send a four-star assassin like me when the information clearly doesn't even match the Refining Realm?! Damn it!"

Broken Blade cursed Elder Ning in his heart.

He's really starting to feel the strain.

Blood was already seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Behind them, the seemingly harmless boy was almost catching up.

The sound was getting closer.

The sense of oppression is getting stronger and stronger!

This can't go on any longer, or he'll only be heading towards death!

"Stop running away, let's talk. Why did you come to find me?"

Lu Chen quickly approached the broken knife, aiming his throwing knife at the back of the man's knee.