If several relatively opposing Bloodline Martial Skills could be fused together, what kind of outcome would that yield? Unimaginable! Qian Jin’s eyes gradually cleared with realization.

To create or modify any single Martial Skill requires an extremely profound foundation, often needing the concerted effort of several generations of geniuses to truly perfect such a massive undertaking. For even the ancestors who possessed the Fengyun Dou Qi, this was likely an insurmountable task. But… The Endless World!

Qian Jin took a deep breath, filling his lungs. That was right! As long as he could enter the Enlac Dou Qi Chamber, defeat the challenger Mr.

Enlac presented, and win enough matches, he could make a request—perhaps gaining the chance to achieve what was impossible for ordinary people. “Uncle, watch him closely for me, keep him around.” Qian Jin snapped out of his reverie, looking at Mu Gui Wuxin, “I’ll figure something out. I will find a way.” Mu Gui Wuxin observed Qian Jin’s earnest expression and merely shrugged, choosing not to press the issue further.

This young fellow was full of strange abilities. Since he said so, they would do as he suggested. Who was he to argue when he found the boy agreeable?

Loki? Lei watched Qian Jin cautiously. Could it be another one of those strange potions?

If it truly was one, why wasn't he using it immediately? Hmph! Even if there were such a potion, he wasn’t afraid.

No one knew about his special constitution. After drinking the potion just once, it would become permanently ineffective. Then, he could pretend to be confused, suddenly launch an ambush, capture one of them as a hostage, and escape.

Qian Jin flipped his hand, placing the Tian She Secret Art into his Dou Realm, refocusing his attention on Loki? Lei. An assassin!

That was right; Uncle Mu Gui Wuxin had just mentioned hiring assassins! He could not stand against the entire Lei family. Even if he dragged in the Torrent Battle Fortress and his uncle’s forces for a direct confrontation with the Lei family, the losses would be significant.

But there was another method that could be employed. “Uncle, have you found a lead on assassins?” Qian Jin asked, looking at the enraged Mu Gui Wuxin, “I mean a group of assassins, not just one or two.” “Of course, I can find leads. For major powers, there are always ways to contact the assassin networks…” Mu Gui Wuxin sighed softly.

“Although the Torrent Battle Fortress has taken quite a bit of the Lei family’s business recently, we haven’t earned much profit yet; we’ve actually invested heavily. I doubt we have much money to hire assassins. For a power like the Lei family…” Qian Jin saw Mu Gui Wuxin shaking his head and sighing, leaving words unspoken, and knew he meant that one or two assassins wouldn't cause much damage to a force like the Lei family.

“I’m not very clear on the going rates for assassins,” Qian Jin scratched his head, looking at Mu Gui Wuxin. “Uncle, just name a price. How many gold coins are needed?

One million? Two million? Or three to five million?

Or more? Ten million?” Mu Gui Wuxin stared at Qian Jin dumbfounded. What was this kid planning?

Ten million? Could he even produce that amount? Qian Jin smiled at Mu Gui Wuxin’s doubtful gaze.

Suspicion was natural. Ten million in liquid gold coins—perhaps even the Lei family couldn't gather that amount quickly, let alone a young warrior just starting out like himself? It seemed he needed to show some real substance to convince this uncle.

The Dou Realm! Qian Jin flipped his hand, opening the spacious Dou Realm belonging to him. Gold bricks poured out like a stream, clattering loudly.

This was? Mu Gui Wuxin had seen money. As the president of the Torrent Battle Fortress, one of the largest powers in Yongliu, he had naturally seen large amounts of gold coins, even if they didn't belong to him, witnessing massive transactions of wealth.

However, he had never been this astonished before. Gold bricks! Like a surging, roaring river, they clattered from the Dou Realm onto the ground, instantly carpeting the bluestone slabs completely, making the previously dim floor shimmer with a dazzling golden glow under the light, as if he were walking on a floor cast from pure gold.

The entire room instantly became opulent and magnificent, like the royal palaces described by the bards, radiating an overwhelming aura of gold! Loki? Lei watched the coins surrounding his body, swallowing repeatedly.

If this much gold were used to recruit warriors, purchase equipment and weapons, and build an army, it would be tremendously helpful in reclaiming the sovereignty belonging to the Loki clan! This person… this… next time, don’t kill him! Capture him alive!

Force the gold out of him! The gold bricks continued to emit a pleasant metallic clash, each sound like a war drum striking Mu Gui Wuxin’s once-sturdy heart, now rendered fragile. “Yo… you…” Mu Gui Wuxin managed to catch his breath, stammering as he asked, “Kid, just how much money do you have?” “I…” Qian Jin paused in thought, deciding to tell the truth.

Eliminating the Lei family now, or rendering them completely defunct, was the priority. Only when he was safe could Luo Qingqing and he have the chance to develop. How could one focus entirely on what they wanted to do while an hungry wolf watched from behind?

“I can produce ten million gold coins,” Qian Jin sighed deeply. “…The Lei family is too dangerous for me! I must eliminate them!” “Ten million gold coins…” Mu Gui Wuxin sucked in a sharp breath, staring blankly at the Dou Realm from which Qian Jin was still pouring out coins.

Where did he get so much gold? Had he raided the Demon Race’s treasury in their imperial palace? “Is that enough?” Qian Jin asked Mu Gui Wuxin.

“Not enough,” Mu Gui Wuxin sighed. A major power that had developed over countless years, the Lei family’s foundation was unimaginably solid. They held powerful influence not just in Yongliu but also in the Divine Capital, and every faction likely possessed hidden assets unknown to outsiders.

Ten million gold coins might not be something the Lei family could produce instantly, but that didn’t mean ten million gold coins could destroy the Lei family. “Of course…” Mu Gui Wuxin looked at Qian Jin’s slightly disappointed expression and took a deep breath. “Actually, the difference between offering five million gold coins and one million gold coins isn't huge; both amounts are enough to severely injure the Lei family…” “Although it might not kill them in one go, then…” Mu Gui Wuxin laughed coldly, “After dealing them a heavy blow… do you think the surrounding wolves would just sit by and watch a wounded, powerless beast slowly regain its strength?” The surrounding wolves?

Qian Jin blinked momentarily, and looking at Mu Gui Wuxin, he instantly understood: he meant the other major powers in Yongliu. Last time, although the Lei family incurred some losses due to the duel and offending Fabredis, their foundation wasn't truly shaken; it was mainly a financial blow. If the Lei family’s core strength were suddenly damaged, the other factions would surely swarm like wolves smelling fresh blood!

One-on-one, the Lei family had the courage to fight for mutual destruction in exchange for the opponent's decline. But facing a pack of wolves… The Lei family couldn't severely injure any single rival faction! Then… Qian Jin’s eyes lit up.

If the Lei family’s leader wasn’t an idiot, their absolute choice wouldn't be a desperate fight against surrounding powers, but rather retreat or even departure. “Then I’ll offer five million!” Qian Jin decisively clenched his fist and looked at Mu Gui Wuxin, “Uncle, go hire the assassins. The number doesn’t have to be large, but they must cripple the Lei family’s ability to cause trouble for a while…” “Five million gold coins…” Mu Gui Wuxin gazed at Qian Jin with admiration.

With this much gold, another person might choose to live comfortably for the rest of their life. Yet, he used it solely to crush the Lei family. This level of spirit hinted at something almost royal.

Loki? Lei watched Qian Jin’s indifferent back; his heart pounded violently uncontrollably several times. Five million gold coins spent without even batting an eyelid.

He might have truly provoked someone he shouldn't have! But he still had five million gold coins on him! He had to find a way to acquire them; he absolutely had to!

“Kid, rest assured…” Mu Gui Wuxin boastfully sneered, “Sometimes, human lives are very cheap. Five million gold coins, I can make an inquiry for someone… Fierce.” Fierce? Qian Jin’s eyelids twitched sharply.

He had only seen records of the 'Fierce' in the notes of past ancestors. He never expected the president of the Torrent Battle Fortress could also make contact with the 'Fierce.' It seemed truly powerful forces were required to access entities unknown to many. Loki?

Lei’s pupils, black and small like beans, instantly constricted to the size of pinpricks. Fierce! Who in the assassin world didn't know 'Fierce'?

It was one of the two most famous assassin organizations, equal to 'Death.' Zhence's 'Fierce,' the Demon Race's 'Death'—the two strongest assassin organizations in the world. They were organizations known for recognizing only money, not people. As long as you offered enough gold, they would dare accept a contract to assassinate the Demon Emperor himself using the Demon Race’s 'Death.' Of course, the Demon Emperor's head was astronomically expensive—so expensive that it could empty the treasury of an entire Zhence Imperial Dynasty down to only rats and nothing else.

Even at that price, 'Death' would simply accept the mission and proceed; whether they could complete it was another matter, but 'Death' would pursue it relentlessly. 'Fierce' was the same type of assassin organization. If the money was sufficient, they could take a swing at the head of the Zhence Emperor.

However, the Zhence Emperor wasn't reliant on Bloodline Power; if one emperor fell, another would simply take his place, and he was usually guarded by at least one warrior from the Three Ultimate Bloodline Families who had reached the Heaven-Extreme Awakening. Killing the expensive head was easy for them, but achieving the act itself was far from simple. Given the investment versus the potential return… the Demon Race had never seriously considered hiring someone to kill the Zhence Emperor.

“Good! If the gold isn't enough, I can offer more…” Qian Jin exhaled heavily. If they could secure the services of the 'Fierce' assassin organization, even if they couldn't wipe out the Lei family entirely, at least the Lei family would suffer massive damage.