Jun Moxie laughed heartily, let out a whistle, and the fifty pre-prepared members of the Azure Heaven squad immediately followed, accompanying the two as they departed Tiannan.

Over a hundred li out, Sikong Anye and the other realized they had left in such a hurry that they hadn't brought anything—not even their travel kits or necessities. All their silver was inside those kits. "A person is iron, and food is the indispensable spoon; even a Divine Profound expert must eat... Without silver, are we supposed to dine on the house?"

But when they looked back, the fifty grim, murderous figures followed silently behind them. The bundles carried on the shoulders of the leading few looked awfully familiar... But these were faces they had never seen before. How could the things they carried look familiar...?

It couldn't be? That was fundamentally their luggage!

Damn it, that brat Jun Mowu had actually accounted for their reaction; he had people pack their bags and shoulder them in advance. Worthy of being escorts, even carrying their bags for them—what "quality" they possess...

Looking closer at these fifty men, their cultivation levels were average; the strongest was only at the Golden Profound realm. However, they were perfectly uniform, as every single one was at the Golden Profound boundary, differing only in the degree of their rank. Each face was sun-darkened and rugged, their eyes sharp enough to pierce the sun, carrying a fierce aura that seemed to seep from their very souls...

Are these even a group of men? Are these merely Jun Mowu’s personal guards? Hell, this felt like a pack of starved, savage wolves on a frozen winter night. The sheer bloodlust emanating from them made even a Divine Profound master like Sikong Anye feel a genuine shudder of awe. If there were only one or two like this, it wouldn't be surprising; any great noble family could cultivate a few cold-blooded assassins whose quality peaked at this level. But for Young Master Jun the Third to deploy fifty of them at once was frankly terrifying...

In truth, this wasn't strange at all. Under Young Master Jun the Third’s overwhelmingly superior and epoch-making influence, these guards, who had once just eaten and waited to die, had already undergone the most fundamental and brutal tempering. How could they be compared to ordinary assassins! To put it mildly, they were now a legion of super human killing machines.

The leader, a stern-faced, towering man whose skin was as dark as iron, was Li Tie, Captain of the Azure Heaven squad. His name truly suited him, especially the sheer depth of his blackness...

Li Tie stepped forward, bowing respectfully. "Two esteemed seniors, before we departed, our young master instructed us to bring a small token for you both, as thanks for your decisive aid. A small token, just a token of our sincerity..." As he spoke, he reached into his clothes and produced two small jade vials, presenting them with both hands.

"What are these?" Duanmu Chaofan and Sikong Anye each accepted one, examining them curiously from all angles.

"These contain the Spirit Medicine of Ten Years Pill, secretly prepared by the young master's sect. Each vial holds three pills; one pill can increase any rank of Profound practitioner's cultivation energy by ten years!" Li Tie’s eyes shone with fervent light.

If for no other reason, it was for the young master's trust!

Such peerless, rare treasures—who wouldn't guard them like their lives? Yet, the young master simply entrusted them to him to deliver, not one pill, but two entire vials, six in total! For Li Tie, this was not only the greatest honor but also the utmost expression of faith.

"Ah? Is this true?" Duanmu Chaofan and Sikong Anye gasped in shock. One pill increases power by ten years? This... is this the legendary immortal elixir?

"This is absolutely genuine. This humble servant once heard the young master mention that this is a miraculous elixir personally refined by his master, one that is arguably unique in all the mortal realm. The young master said that because of your honorable conduct and the great help you provided, there is no adequate repayment, so he specially gifted three divine pills to each of you, hoping you won't find them inadequate..." Li Tie stated solemnly.

"Inadequate? This gift is far too generous; how could we find it inadequate?" Hearing that these were personally refined by Jun Mowu's master, Duanmu Chaofan and Sikong Anye instantly believed him. The way they gazed at the small jade vials became as burning hot as a young lover’s thighs.

They were sheer divine medicine!

The two carefully tucked the vials into their chests, patting them afterwards, looking around furtively—their Divine Profound masterly composure had utterly vanished.

Never would they have expected that sly fox Jun Moxie would be so genuinely helpful... Instantly, both men felt elated; all their previous gloom had evaporated. Sikong Anye took the lead, waving his hand grandly. "Let's go! I’ll take you to the Baili Family estate to pick someone up. We'll go there en route!"

When sensible people speak plainly and act decisively, that resolves the matter. "This humble subordinate, representing the young master, sincerely thanks both seniors," Li Tie replied, neither subservient nor overbearing.

The group continued on their way, but Duanmu Chaofan and Sikong Anye were now exceedingly "amiable." However, for the rest of the journey, despite their initial burst of excitement, the two began to feel depressed again.

The reason was simple: the fifty men "escorting" them possessed too much character. Aside from eating, sleeping, and traveling, they behaved as if they were fifty wooden stakes, utterly silent. Trying to chat with them, Sikong Anye felt it was less rewarding than talking to Duanmu Chaofan—at least the latter could emit noises...

Although Duanmu Chaofan stuttered and communication was difficult, he could still fart. These fifty men, however, were complete mutes.

"Are you Jun Mobang's guards?" Sikong Anye asked, trying to spark some life.

"...Yes!" Li Tie was curt, using only the necessary words. The others omitted even the "Yes," their expressions unchanged, as if hearing nothing.

"It seems Young Master Jun the Third has a real knack for training guards... How did he train you? How did he make you all so exceptional? Tell me so I can learn a thing or two." Sikong Anye was genuinely interested. If he could master such a training method, then the Sikong family...

"..." Li Tie merely glared.

"What training do you do every morning?"

"...Glaring."

"The training must be tough?"

"......" Silence.

"You must have quite a few like you under Jun Moxie, right?"

"......" Wooden dullness.

"Young Master Jun the Third’s master must be truly fearsome..."

"......" Li Tie was growing impatient. Why was this Divine Profound master acting like a nagging woman? Was there ever going to be an end to it...?

"The Jun family—"

"......" Sikong Anye was finally speechless. What kind of subordinates were these? He was about to explode with anger... Not even being able to utter a word. He wasn't trying to pry into state secrets; he was a Divine Profound master! Questioning some little Golden Profound brats was him showing condescension, truly humbling himself. And yet, this was how they treated him—truly—damn it!

The truly 'damning' part was yet to come!

Finally encountering a band of ill-fated thieves, Sikong Anye, utterly vexed, decided this was the perfect outlet for his frustration. Once he revealed a sliver of his Divine Profound aura, those petty thieves would instantly drop to their knees begging for mercy, proving to these Golden Profound youngsters exactly how formidable he was!

Who knew that the moment he started to muster his imposing aura, a tide of killing intent swept forward from the front! The dozens of bandits were almost instantaneously reduced to piles of scattered flesh. The entire battle was resolved in the blink of an eye. Then, the road was swept clean, the corpses buried, and they retreated—the entire process taking less than half a cup of tea's time...

Sikong Anye was dumbfounded. It wasn't surprise at the guards' combat prowess; even if these Golden Profound brats were incredibly formidable, they shouldn't warrant the attention of a Divine Profound master. It was because he noticed one of the men who, since before the bandits were even spotted, had been walking and eating a meat bun. During the fight, this fellow charged forward with the bun still in his mouth, hacking three enemies to death with swift chaka-chaka strikes. Blood spattered all over him, even staining the meat bun in his mouth a deep red, with drips still falling. Then, the man casually returned, tucked his blade into his waist, opened his mouth wide, chewed a couple of times noisily, swallowed, and then pulled out another bun from his robe, devouring it with great relish...

Even a Divine Profound expert, refined by years of prestige, finally couldn't help but retch...

These people were too monstrous... He swore he would never eat at the same table as them again...

"Are you satisfied now?" Seeing Sikong Anye and the other man retreat as if fleeing for their lives, Jun Moxie asked Baili Luoyun.

"Thank you, Young Master Jun!" Baili Luoyun’s eyes swam with emotion. His father and family were his only soft spots!

Now, Baili Luoyun had no remaining reservations!

With the masters of the Duanmu and Sikong families personally stepping forward, how would the Baili Family dare to refuse them face? These were two great families, no less influential than the Baili Family themselves!

"Never say 'thank you' to me again. You must understand, I wouldn't expend this much effort on a mere good-for-nothing. Also, from now on, just call me Young Master; stop with the 'Young Master Jun' nonsense."

Jun Mowu smiled, drawing a folded piece of paper from the long sleeve of his white robe.

"This is what you need to accomplish over the next two months. These must be finished within two months, and then, come find me in Tianxiang City!" Jun Moxie said with a slight smile. "If you fail to finish these tasks in two months, I will still ensure your family is well taken care of. But you yourself need not return." A fierce, penetrating light flashed in Jun Moxie's eyes!

Baili Luoyun’s body trembled. He took the sheet of plain paper and unfolded it. A flicker of astonishment crossed his face as he looked up at Jun Mowu, then he lowered his head and began to read it carefully.

"There are exactly fifty names on here. Officials, wealthy merchants, Profound practitioners; behind every name is evidence of their crimes! I demand that within two months, you eliminate all fifty of these individuals! And in doing so, you must successfully forge your own name, a name that belongs only to you. Do you understand?"

Jun Mowu slowly recited, "Good and evil will eventually receive their due; the laws of heaven cannot be defied. If you take a life by the hand, the flowing cloud falls from the heavens!"

Baili Luoyun shuddered, and his eyes gradually sharpened, erupting with a chilling murderous intent! He finally understood what Jun Mowu truly intended for him.

"The only thing you must remember is that after every killing, leave no trace behind except for these four lines of poetry. You must not be injured, and no one must know it was you, but the resulting uproar must be immense!" Jun Mowu instructed slowly. "Once these fifty tasks are complete, you can come to Tianxiang to find me! At that time, you will be my right-hand man, for my entire lifetime!"

Baili Luoyun nodded with extreme gravity. He folded the white paper back up with agonizing slowness, making the creases meticulous. His face remained placid, undisturbed. But within his eyes, a fervent blaze had ignited...