Chapter 285 - 167: Naive and Kind-hearted Lord Shen

Chapter 285: Chapter 167: Naive and Kind-hearted Lord Shen

Faced with his overwhelming stats, her assassination skills were utterly useless.

Pain twisted Demon Sword’s face, and her voice seethed with absolute hatred. "I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you and tear you limb from limb!"

As she spoke, a piercing aura erupted from her, and she became like a honed blade.

The next moment, an endless black mist gushed forth.

Shen Xing suddenly felt the wrist in his grasp disappear, and with it, Demon Sword’s aura vanished completely.

Just when he expected Demon Sword to launch another fatal strike, he saw the dark figure fleeing into the distance at top speed.

Her movements were seamless, as if she had practiced the escape a thousand times over.

For a top-tier assassin, knowing how to flee from an unbeatable enemy was an essential skill.

She, Demon Sword, would remember this grudge.

Once she reached safety, she would immediately contact the Razor Association and have them send more masters to kill him!

However, Shen Xing watched her retreating figure, his tone perfectly calm. "Mr. Fordring, stop her."

"As you wish, Lord."

The white-haired old man raised the Nail Hammer in his hand and pointed it toward the sky.

The next moment, a hammer made purely of Holy Light fell from the sky.

CLANG!

As she fled at top speed, Demon Sword suddenly felt a Heavy Strike rock her brain. She lost consciousness on the spot and collapsed, her body going rigid.

...

...

When Demon Sword next awoke, she found herself beside a mine pit, completely hogtied.

Three figures stood in a circle around her.

Shen Xing walked over and loomed above her. "Speak," he demanded. "Who sent you?"

Demon Sword lay on the ground, her hands and feet bound behind her, her icy gaze fixed on him.

’He had to admit, the woman had an incredible figure, and this position only served to accentuate her stunning curves.’

’The black ropes dug into the soft flesh beneath her tight, black suit, and her chest was so full it looked ready to burst free.’

’In terms of sheer size, she was even larger than Reina.’

’But that was as far as it went.’

CRACK! "AHH!!"

Another sickening crack of bone was accompanied by Demon Sword’s heart-rending scream.

She looked down in agony to see her leg pinned beneath a pitch-black Dragon Claw. It was bent at an unnatural angle, completely snapped.

Shen Xing raised his other foot and planted it on the woman’s chest, his voice devoid of all emotion. "I’m running out of patience. You’d better start talking."

"Otherwise, the next thing I crush... will be something else."

Demon Sword stared into the man’s cold, black eyes. Seeing his utter indifference, she realized he would actually kill her. The color instantly drained from her face.

After a moment’s hesitation, she finally confessed everything.

Shen Xing listened, then nodded thoughtfully. "I see... So it was a bounty from Gideon that led you to my territory. I’d almost forgotten about him."

"Shen... Shen Xing..." Demon Sword managed to say from the ground. "I’ve told you everything. Can you... can you let me go now?"

"What are you talking about?" Shen Xing gazed at the blue-eyed woman on the ground. "You killed so many of my laborers and broke my wheelchair, and you expect me to just let you go?"

Demon Sword seemed to regain her composure, her voice low. "I’ll give you more than enough compensation for those laborers."

"There’s no deep-seated hatred between us."

"If you let me go, I swear I’ll never cause you trouble again, and I won’t leak any information about you."

Shen Xing gave her a smirk. "Do you take me for a fool?"

"No, I’m not trying to fool you," Demon Sword said, her voice serious. "This is what’s best for both of us."

"Don’t you know? Many major powers have put a bounty on your head."

"Just providing the location of your territory is worth a bounty of two billion. Taking your head is worth even more—fifty billion."

"Even if you kill me here, I won’t die immediately in the real world."

"If I expose your location then, countless more experts will flock here to cause you trouble."

Shen Xing narrowed his eyes. "Oh? Is that a threat?"

"It’s not a threat, it’s a statement of fact," Demon Sword said calmly. "I miscalculated this time. I admit defeat."

"But you don’t want to be caught in an endless cycle of trouble, do you?"

The woman had regained her composure, apparently convinced he wouldn’t dare risk a mutually destructive outcome—exposing his territory’s location—just to kill her.

Shen Xing fell silent for a moment, as if seriously considering her proposal.

Then he asked, "How do I know you won’t just turn around and betray me the moment I let you go?"

As if expecting the question, Demon Sword replied immediately, "I can swear to God that I will never reveal any information about you. If I do, may I be dragged to hell."

"Well now." A look of ’surprise’ spread across Shen Xing’s face as he remarked, "Swearing to God. That’s a heavy oath. It seems you’re quite sincere. If that’s the case, then I’ll let you go this once."

Demon Sword was stunned. "You’re... you’re really going to let me go?" she asked in disbelief.

"Of course," Shen Xing nodded. "You made such a serious oath. I believe you."

"Besides, you made a good point. There’s nothing to be gained from killing you."

"And a woman as beautiful as you surely wouldn’t lie."

’This guy is an idiot,’ Demon Sword thought, giving him a strange look. ’A special kind of pure, simple-minded idiot, to actually believe such nonsense.’

’It seems he hasn’t been in this game for long. He still doesn’t understand how treacherous people can be.’

’Fine. I’ll be the one to teach him his first real-life lesson.’

Just as Demon Sword was thinking this to herself, Shen Xing’s tone suddenly shifted. "But before that, you need to help me with an experiment."