The Black-Clothed Leader walked to the little fatty's room door; it was more accurate to say he floated there. For a killer, the door of such a small inn was like nothing, and he entered without much effort.

With a "whoosh" sound.

A drop of blood fell from the Black-Clothed Leader's cheek. It turned out that at the moment the door opened, a flat blade shot out, and it was even poisoned. If he hadn't possessed superb skills and been a master of poisons, he might have truly capsized in the gutter.

The Black-Clothed Leader put away his contempt and tensed up his spirit.

For Xing Luo, a killer who had become vigilant was a nightmare. Setting traps was a killer's required course. A killer injured due to carelessness was particularly dangerous. Although this minor injury was insignificant, the fatty's actions had already enraged this killing god, much like being bitten by a mosquito.

After the killer became alert, all the traps on the ground and walls were evaded one by one. In a flash, he arrived at the bedside, raised his dagger, and the eerie moonlight filtered through the side window, falling on the dagger and emitting a faint cold gleam. The killer's aura condensed, and his right hand suddenly accelerated.

Just then, Xing Luo, like a swift leopard, pounced from under the bed. His plump body seemed to pose no hindrance in this process; two years of training had not been in vain, allowing him to fully exert every ounce of his strength.

Blood gleamed, and the killer's ankle instantly bled. It was poison again. The Black-Clothed Leader's fiery-red battle qi suddenly erupted. To hide his tracks, the killer had not initially used battle qi to protect himself.

He just hadn't expected a 14-year-old child to be so troublesome, repeatedly getting on his nerves. The killer, with his battle qi break out, instantly sent the fatty's dagger flying.

The dagger only left a shallow bloodstain on his ankle. Even the fiercest beast posed no threat to a killer with battle qi.

All of Xing Luo's methods had come to an end, and the shadow of death loomed over him.

Xing Luo, who had rolled to the side, stood up, his eyes distorted by fear and rage. "Why do you want to kill me! Why did you kill Li Da Shu!" The Black-Clothed Leader chuckled softly and instantly pounced, seemingly having completely lost patience with the fatty in front of him. The fatty, who still wanted to say something, had no choice but to lunge sideways, dodging the attack.

This series of actions from the fatty greatly surprised the killer, who no longer rushed to attack. A faint voice, as if from a demon in hell, said, "You're very good. It doesn't hurt to tell you. You shouldn't enter Luo Shen Academy, and your Falling God Village isn't worthy of this spot. Our young master will take your place and enter Luo Shen Academy…"

Through the Black-Clothed Leader's words, he finally understood the beginning and end of the matter. This was a powerful force, but because their young master was found to have no talent for magic or battle qi during an internal family test at birth, they tried every method imaginable but could not change his useless physique.

Finally, they had no choice but to plan to disguise him as a special recruit from Falling God Village and infiltrate the academy, hoping to find a way at Luo Shen Academy to change their young master's fate.

As for how to make it seamless, the Black-Clothed Leader obviously did not continue. This family had prepared for this plan for a long time, waiting for the opportunity to assassinate a special recruit for several years. So, this young master had been strictly isolated since birth; no one knew what he looked like. Everything was already prepared, just waiting for the best moment to strike.

Hard work pays off. After many years of waiting, this opportunity finally arrived.

This year, no one from Luo Shen Academy came to secretly protect this young special recruit. Opportunities always favor the prepared. The long-planned scheme could finally be implemented. Success or failure depended on this one move.

Ultimately, he, a 9th-level killer, was dispatched. However, although he was only 9th-level, he thought it would be more than enough to deal with a small child. He just hadn't expected the previous assassination to fail.

Xing Luo couldn't understand why Li Da Shu had to pay with his life for just one spot. He began to hate this world where the strong preyed on the weak, and even more, he hated himself for being powerless.

Rage burned fiercely in his chest, and a roar of longing for power echoed in his soul.

The crystal hidden deep within his mind seemed to "hear" his call. Spiritual light flickered within the crystal, and powerful magical fluctuations washed over his body in waves. A hint of understanding emerged in his mind.

Golden characters flickered on the translucent crystal, appearing and disappearing. His plump body seemed to break through the limitations of space and instantly appeared behind the Black-Clothed Leader. His feet seemed to step on transparent stairs, hovering in mid-air. His right hand thrust out, seemingly slow but actually fast, breaking the limits of what the naked eye could perceive. A slippery sensation then came from his fingertips. He used all his strength, and bright red blood flowed down his arm.

The Black-Clothed Leader's eyes widened in horror. His dagger slipped, hitting the wooden floor with a "thud."

The matter was not yet over. A dark crack silently appeared, instantly engulfing the Black-Clothed Leader.

Only Xing Luo's heavy breathing remained in the room. He didn't know what he had just done, nor did he know what the flickering crystal in his soul was. He only knew that he had survived. Then his vision went black, and he collapsed onto the floor, unconscious.

After the burst of power, the snake-like band of light seemed to shrink a bit. Due to the massive overexertion of life force, the fatty fell unconscious.

Fortunately, the room fee had been paid in full. For this cheap little inn, they wouldn't specifically arrange people to check each room. Only when checking out would someone be sent up to clean.

During that night of frantic struggle, he survived by overdrawing his life force and mental energy, forcefully activating the crystal.

Fortunately, the opponent was only a 9th-level killer, and killers are generally weaker in defense. Otherwise, even if the crystal drained his life force, it wouldn't have killed the opponent.

In fact, if there had been one more person at that time, he would have been certain to die, because he, who wasn't even an apprentice mage, was utterly exhausted after killing the Black-Clothed Leader. The side effects instantly plunged him into severe paralysis.

Perhaps some people might think this crystal is too heaven-defying, actually being able to kill across ranks. In reality, if such a thing truly existed, not everyone would be willing to try it, after all, expending life force doesn't necessarily guarantee killing the opponent.

Xing Luo was forced into a desperate situation, so he had no choice but to forcefully use it. As for why the power was so great, perhaps it was due to his mental energy from two lives. If it were another person, the effect might not be so good.

Furthermore, this was the first activation in 14 years, which is why the effect was so good, just like a hidden sword that has been accumulating power before being drawn.

Moreover, this kind of power is a double-edged sword that will consume all those who become addicted to it.