CHAPTER 31: CHAPTER 31: GO DOWN AND KEEP DOU HAICHUAN COMPANY

The man in the white robe could naturally feel the killing intent radiating from Lu Xiao.

His icy gaze grew fiercer.

"I don’t like your look, I don’t care who you are or what you’re here to do, but if you keep looking at me like that, you’re dead!" the man in the white robe declared with an air of aloof pride.

Lu Xiao touched the tip of his nose, barely holding back a laugh.

What exactly gives you the courage to speak to me this way? Is it your ranking that’s beyond a thousand on the Divine List?

Someone like you, even in Black Lotus or the Abyss, wouldn’t qualify to be a disciple-level assassin.

"I’ll ask one last time, has my request to see your Pavilion Master been relayed?" Lu Xiao implored with a final shred of patience.

The man in the white robe sneered, "Do you think White Clothes Pavilion is just any place? And who do you think you are?"

"Do you really think you’re invincible because you defeated trash like Zhou Hu? You know nothing of true power!"

These words greatly annoyed Zhou Hu.

You say what you want, but why insult me! So what if you can fight a bit, so what if your name is known on the Divine List, what’s there to be arrogant about.

As for Lu Xiao, he had completely lost his patience.

Talking to someone so full of mysterious confidence was a total waste of breath.

"Dou Haichuan jabbers on, and now you jabber on, too. Then go down and keep him company," Lu Xiao said before snatching the great saber from Zhou Hu’s hands.

Zhou Hu hadn’t even reacted before Lu Xiao had already thrown the saber.

The fifty-pound great saber cut through the air, creating a howling gale.

The continuous, deep whooshing sound made everyone’s scalp tingle.

Bang!

Right after that, a massively loud noise erupted, snapping everyone back to reality; they all looked up toward the entrance where the man in the white robe had been standing.

However, the man in the white robe was no longer at the door but on the wall instead, impaled by the great saber Lu Xiao had thrown, firmly nailed to the wall.

It was only now that the man in the white robe seemed to realize what had happened.

He looked down at the blade that had pierced through his chest, at first disbelieving, then panic-stricken and fearful...

A few seconds later, the man in the white robe breathed his last.

"By the way, what was his name?" Lu Xiao turned to look at Zhou Hu.

Zhou Hu’s body shook and he scrambled several steps back, his gaze on Lu Xiao now cautious and frightened.

"He’s... called He... He Song," Zhou Hu stammered, terrified.

He was afraid he’d end up like He Song if he didn’t answer.

He had thought Lu Xiao was strong, even strong enough to rival the two mighty warriors on the Divine List.

But he never imagined that so-called Divine List strongmen would not last past the second move against Lu Xiao.

By that reckoning, he was stronger than He Song. He had taken a move from Lu Xiao and survived; He Song also took one move and died!

"Forget it, it’s not important," Lu Xiao waved his hand dismissively,

"I’ll go see your Pavilion Master myself."

Since he had already killed a man, he might as well go straight through.

"Mr. Lu, forgive me for not greeting you from afar." Just as Lu Xiao was prepared to enter, a clear female voice came from inside.

Following this, an extremely shapely woman emerged from inside the building.

The woman wore a unique mask on her face, completely hiding her features.

A man followed closely behind her, looking around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, ordinary in appearance, and even somewhat dull.

"So, you are the Pavilion Master of White Clothes Pavilion," Lu Xiao stated.

"You may call me Jiang Lan," the woman responded, nodding her head.

"Pavilion Master Jiang really knows how to play her cards, using me to get rid of He Chong," Lu Xiao’s eyebrows rose.

You didn’t show up when He Chong was troubling me, but as soon as He Chong died, you emerged immediately. That’s clearly waiting.

Either you were waiting for He Chong to kill me, or for me to kill He Chong.

"It was just a test. As it happens, Mr. Lu is powerful, and He Chong was not very obedient," Jiang Lan replied with a soft laugh.

Actually, even if Lu Xiao hadn’t killed He Chong, He Chong wouldn’t have lasted many more days.

Using a bit of strength, he showed complete disrespect to me, the Pavilion Master, even coveting my body.

Such a person, should I keep him for the New Year?

"No matter, can we talk now?" Lu Xiao didn’t care for these things.

"Not yet," Jiang Lan shook her head, "Mr. Lu killed Hall Master Dou and one of our tribute warriors. This can’t be easily overlooked."

Hearing Jiang Lan still going on nonstop, Lu Xiao was truly getting annoyed.

"At least I spared your life, be content with that," Lu Xiao glared, his killing intent barely concealed.

"How dare you!" As soon as Lu Xiao finished speaking, the seemingly dull young man behind Jiang Lan suddenly bellowed and charged at Lu Xiao with ferocity.

His previously simple and silly demeanor instantly transformed; he became like a sword thrusting into the sky, incomparably sharp.

Sensing the young man’s aura, Lu Xiao was taken aback.

Weren’t the two Divine List experts from White Clothes Pavilion said to be ranked well past a thousand?

The strength of this young man was out of the ordinary.

"So, he is your backbone?" Lu Xiao looked at Jiang Lan with a hint of disdain.

Under the mask, Jiang Lan’s expression grew tense.

If Lu Xiao could kill He Chong in one move, then he should be aware of Asheng’s formidable momentum and power.

Yet, she saw not a trace of panic on Lu Xiao’s face.

Could this man actually compete with Asheng?

"Impossible," Jiang Lan immediately dismissed the thought.

Three years ago, Asheng was ranked 103rd on the Divine List. And he had only grown stronger since, certainly breaking into the top hundred.

That was the Divine List; the top hundred were truly terrifying in strength.

How could Lu Xiao possibly be a match for Asheng!