Chapter 609: Huge Target

Chapter 609: Huge Target

The attendant startled. She looked at the small child lying dead beside her, then stared out at the assassins disapprovingly. Who killed him? Who killed the Tier Masters new disciple? Step forward, right now!

On the ground, Hui blinked. Eh? Oh, wait. Yeah. They are assassins. Its totally possible that someone launched a stealth attack to kill me!

Ahhhhhhhh! I hate this tier! I want to go home! Its scary here, someone help me!

Deep breaths, Hui. Its okay. I can survive this. After all, I still have death faking on my side! I can survive!

With some effort, Hui forced himself to sit up and shake his head. He blinked around, then tugged the attendants robes. I, I just passed out for a moment. From, er, the, the, uh, excitement.

Oh! Oh, thats wonderful. I forgot how fragile young cultivators can be, the attendant said, beaming at him. She turned to the other disciples. Never mind. It seems I was mistaken.

The other cultivators glanced around at one another. A few gave Hui skeptical looks or scoffed. Hui nodded to himself. Good, good. Ive already lessened my value in their mind. Someone so delicate as to pass out under their murderous intent is surely someone they dont have to be afraid of! Theres no way the Tier Master is going to pay much attention to this small cultivator, theyve decided!

Excellent. Thats exactly what I want! Now that I dont need to push my worth as a hostage, I can go back to my usual survival tactics. If the Tier Master wants to paint a giant target on my back, then its my job to diminish that target! You might want to challenge me as a disciple with a lot of potential, but I dont want to be challenged. Those who are challenged might fail, and to fail in an assassins sect is to die.

Assassins tier? Im still getting used to the Eight Tiers Palace.

Come this way. Ill show you your quarters, the attendant said, gesturing Hui toward the door.

Hui nodded. He followed her into the tier. Although the other disciples had turned away, he still felt their eyes on him until he passed through the door. As expected for an assassin sect! They dont need to look to see me!

Hmm though, I wonder assassination. One hit sure kills. Although this small cultivator doesnt like to kill, when Im forced to, I certainly want to make sure the opponent dies as quickly as possible! Perhaps I could learn more from this sect than I thought initially.

Though keeping my poor little life comes first and foremost, first and foremost! Naturally, naturally. Ill observe quietly from the side and learn that way! Not participate, not participate at all!

Hui nodded to himself, fully resolved. He looked up, belatedly taking in the tier.

Wood pillars held up a wood ceiling. Several floors of balconies stretched over him, each one with landing pads protruding along its length where a small, railingless wooden platform reached into the massive hall. Cultivators flew from floor to floor freely, moving with purpose. Most wore the Fourth Tiers dark black, purple, and green robes, but some wore the colors of the other tiers.

Eh, wait. Theres more than just dying to her beauty? I took a wild guess, and landed on another life-and-death risk for this woman? Damn! Talk about a femme fatale! Everything she does is drenched in blood and death. Every move she makes is deadly!

Dangerous, too dangerous! Im going to stay far away from that Tier Master of ours!

Hui shook his head hard. He looked up to find Voice ahead of him. Pumping his little arms, he ran after Voice. I dont want to get left behind. Dont leave me behind!

Cold wind blew down the back of his neck. The very edge of a hand scraped against the back of his neck. Hui instantly crumpled, falling backward before the hand could close. Absolutely not. This Hui rejects your robe-grabbing!

A fiendish-looking cultivator with dark-shadowed eyes and over-long, slender limbs stood over him, her body a whiplash of bone and muscle. Tight black robes clung to her body, while green bandages wrapped her long forearms and calves. Her ordinarily-sized torso looked small against her long limbs, though her proportions werent small at all, the robes particularly tight at the chest.

On his back on the ground, Hui stared up at her.

Hand still pinched to grab, she stared down at him.

Voice turned back. Gui Hui, whats the problem?

I was almost a small bug, pinched to death! Hui cried internally. Externally, he hesitated a moment, then trembled. I I dont know! Senior grabbed me and knocked me over!

Thats right, Im a child right now. I can pull pity moves!

Staring at her pinched hand, the long-limbed cultivator slowly turned to squint at Hui. Murderous intent gathered in her eyes.

Hui stared back, his eyes big and round. Killing intent? Ha! Only that much? Small cultivator has played dead through much more powerful killing intent than that! Itll take for more than a little killing intent to intimidate this small cultivator into admitting I played dead!

Voice tutted. Why did you attack our disciple, Zhang Zhisho?

I didnt touch him, Zhang Zhisho replied flatly. Scowling, she walked away.

Voice turned to Hui and shook her head. Keep your eyes open! I wont keep you safe, you know. We are a poisons and hidden weapon sect. Youll have to stay sharp to stay alive.

Climbing back to his feet, Hui gave her side-eye the whole way. Roll back the tapes! I want to see. When did you keep me safe, huh? Point out the frame! The moment on the film!Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m