Everyone in the cultivation world knows that the Qingyun Sword Sect is a paradox.
In terms of combat strength, every member of the sect is a sword cultivator. With a single sword strike, they can break through ten thousand techniques, and each is unrivaled among cultivators of the same rank. No one dares provoke them lightly. But when it comes to their finances, they are famously dirt poor. Sword cultivators burn through resources and are hard to train, making them the poorest cultivators in the realm. Their sect has been deserted for years, and they have to ration even their spirit stones. Their poverty is known far and wide.
When her senior brothers were hunted down with nowhere left to turn, the junior sister smiled calmly. “Don't worry. They wouldn't dare take the job.”
Everyone froze, assuming she was just trying to comfort them in a desperate moment. Yet by the following night, every assassin pursuing them had withdrawn. Even the faction that had placed the bounty vanished overnight.
The next day, the news spread throughout the cultivation world. Assassin organizations across the realm were frantically searching for the employer who had dared target the Qingyun Sword Sect.
Her senior brothers gathered around their junior sister, their faces full of suspicion. Unable to hold back, they asked, “Junior Sister, what's going on?”
They were so poor they couldn't even scrape together enough spirit stones. There was no way they could wield such overwhelming influence.
The junior sister lifted her eyes, a faint smile in them. Her voice was as casual as if she were talking about something utterly ordinary.
“The Ghost Domain is mine.”
The moment those words fell, the entire room went silent.
Her senior brothers stood frozen, swords in hand, their faces full of shock. They were completely dumbfounded.
The Ghost Domain was the greatest assassin organization in the cultivation world, holding the power of life and death across the martial world and extending its influence throughout every realm. Even the top sects feared it. And it belonged to their delicate, gentle junior sister, who never had to worry about the sect's livelihood?!
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