Chapter 787: Your Name

Chapter 787: Your NameAuthor: Sanjiu Yinyu

Click—As the Tribunal tore open a corner of the 'Mao Hua Moment' from the outside, cracks began to spread through the void. The domain was like a block of ice hit hard by an ice pick, with the point of damage spreading from the edges towards the center.

A crack slowly spread to the Young Master's side. His figure, sluggish as if frozen, suddenly seemed to regain a hint of vitality, trembling continuously as he broke free from the domain's control.

As his bloodshot eyes suddenly narrowed, a wave of spiritual power, vast as the ocean, directly shattered the surrounding domain, freeing him from the temporal lock and allowing him to land steadily back on the ground!

The Young Master let out a long breath.

Seeing this, the assassin's face darkened considerably!

Faint wisps of smoke drifted from the gun barrel, and an empty sleeve fluttered in the wind... Chen Ling stepped through the air, stride by stride, finally returning to the ruins of the restaurant's second floor.

“...Is that you?” The assassin's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing Chen Ling's face.

The assassin remembered Chen Ling; after all, not many people could calmly sit and eat king crab after witnessing him commit murder. He had thought the man had fled, so he was surprised to see him return now.

“Are you here to save him?”

The assassin speculated on Chen Ling's intentions, and a hint of killing intent locked onto him.

Meanwhile, the Young Master, who had seized the chance to regain his mobility, also turned to look. His gaze towards Chen Ling was puzzled; he didn't know the person at all. Why had this stranger suddenly intervened and pulled him out of the assassin's domain?

The life-and-death struggle between the two had originally been balanced, but with the intervention of a third party, that balance was completely shattered, making the situation even more uncontrollable!

The entire second floor of the restaurant fell into a dead silence.

“No intention to disturb,” Chen Ling said after a moment of thought. “...I just came back to pick something up.”

Chen Ling's original intention was simply to tear open a corner of this time-altering domain to retrieve his letter, while also avoiding being drawn into the battlefield. He hadn't expected that merely firing a shot from outside would indirectly affect the inside of the domain, allowing the Young Master to seize the opportunity to escape.

“Pick something up?”

The assassin paused slightly at these words, his expression subtly shifting.

He scrutinized Chen Ling for a few moments, then said blandly, “Alright, go get it then.”

Chen Ling's gaze swept the surroundings and quickly locked onto an envelope buried under a pile of rubble. Fortunately, the letter had not been damaged during the two parties' conflict; it was only superficially covered in dust.

Under the watchful eyes of both, Chen Ling walked directly to the envelope, bent down, and picked it up...

The next moment,

A flash of cold light suddenly struck downwards at the back of Chen Ling's neck!

“Stop!” Seeing this, the Young Master raised his hand without hesitation!

But the assassin's movement was incredibly fast; his hands, tightly gripping two blades, seemed to part the very fabric of time. The sharp, cold gleam was about to pierce the back of Chen Ling's neck from above, but shattered into pieces the moment it touched Chen Ling's skin!

Unbeknownst to him, the blades in his hands had already turned into a pile of fragile wood splinters.

The assassin froze. Immediately after, an invisible force seized his throat, lifting him into the air and slamming him like a cannonball into another wall, with a dull roar like thunder!

The Young Master's intervention was only a fraction slower, but its power was immense. In his view, he had escaped thanks to Chen Ling; now that Chen Ling was in danger, he could not possibly stand by.

The assassin's internal organs were damaged by the terrifying concussive force, and his body, embedded in the wall, violently spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could make another move, a one-armed figure had already appeared before him like a phantom!

A touch of apricot red appeared at the corners of those eyes, eerie and mysterious. Chen Ling expressionlessly pressed the muzzle of the gun against the assassin's forehead.

The Tribunal activated again!

A terrifying aura, capable of disintegrating anything, brewed within the gun barrel. Chen Ling watched him coldly, his voice chilling as if from the netherworld:

“What... did you really take me for a pushover just because I'm a Rank 4?”

Scarlet blood trickled from the corner of the assassin's mouth as he squinted, staring directly into Chen Ling's eyes. For some reason, he felt as if something else was hidden within those eyes with their apricot-red corners... Something incredibly mad, incredibly terrifying.

As an assassin, instinct was his strong suit. Yet, the sense of danger his instinct conveyed when facing Chen Ling was even more terrifying than when he faced the Young Master!

This Rank 4 practitioner of the Bing Shen Dao was definitely more than what he seemed on the surface.

“This is the Tianshu Realm Patrol Team!! Stop fighting immediately!!”

“Repeat! Stop fighting immediately!!”

“First offense is a warning. If you ignore this warning and continue fighting, your qualifications to contend for the Tongtian Star Position will be revoked!!”

Sharp alarm sirens blared from the chaotic streets below. The prolonged fighting here had attracted the order keepers of the Tianshu Realm. They had likely already investigated the backgrounds of both combatants and immediately threatened them with disqualification.

Red and blue warning lights flashed in the dust. Chen Ling's fingertip rested on the trigger, his eyes fixed on the assassin's eyes... He showed no signs of stopping.

“...You still want to kill me?” The assassin asked in surprise, sensing Chen Ling's killing intent. “Don't you want the Tongtian Star Position anymore?”

Killing intent never lied. The assassin could feel that even facing a warning from the Tianshu Realm, this person showed no hesitation; he genuinely wanted to kill him right now!

Chen Ling didn't answer. He continued to stare at the assassin expressionlessly, his eyes as deep as an abyss.

After a long moment, he slowly released his grip on the gun.

“...Get lost.”

With that, Chen Ling turned and walked alone into the dust.

Chen Ling actually didn't covet the Tongtian Star Position that much, and the warning from the Tianshu Realm was irrelevant to him. He always repaid grudges, and since this assassin dared to ambush him, he naturally wanted to kill him on the spot.

The problem was, even in this situation, Chen Ling wasn't 100% confident he could kill a Rank 5 practitioner. Furthermore, if he truly committed murder in public and was subsequently investigated and pursued, his identity as a member of the Twilight Society would be exposed, which might affect other Twilight Society members preparing to compete for the Tongtian Star Position.

The Young Master watched Chen Ling leave without looking back, opening his mouth as if to speak, then closing it.

The assassin clambered down from the wall somewhat awkwardly. He glanced at the Young Master, then at Chen Ling's retreating back. “I take back what I just said... It seems there are some formidable characters among those competing for the Tongtian Star Position this time.”

He paused for a moment, then spoke again:

“But the real test, the time to truly determine superiority and life or death, will be when the trials begin... I hope you'll have another chance to point a gun at my head next time.”

“Oh.” Chen Ling didn't look back.

“You don't seem like someone from the official ranks of the other major realms... Are you also from the common people? What's your name?”

Chen Ling's footsteps paused slightly. After a moment of silence, he turned back and calmly spoke:

“Me? My name is Jian Wubing.”