Divine Seal: Six Paths of Reincarnation, I am the Crown-Rank Assassin

Chapter 1 Divine Favor of Reincarnation, Peerless Prodigy

The Secret Chamber of the Assassin's Temple.

Yan Qianqiu looked up and saw that the surroundings were shrouded in darkness, and boundless killing intent was gathering from all directions.

Behind him was a small figure, a little girl.

Its delicate, exquisite beauty is truly captivating.
At that moment, she clutched the boy's clothes with both hands, hiding behind him in fear.

I've been in this world for three years now.
Yan Qianqiu was in a bad mood after learning that this was the Holy Demon Continent.

Demons ravage,

Humanity alone has no hope of victory.

He looked at the gaunt old man in front of him.

This person is called Saint Moon.

The disciple of the Assassin Temple Master, and also a candidate to succeed the next Master, was looking at the two of them expressionlessly.

Two three-year-old children!

"When it comes to slaying demons and gods, the Assassin's Temple is undoubtedly number one."

"But passing on the tradition is difficult, and the training is far more challenging than that of knights and warriors, so it is necessary to investigate in advance whether they have the talent for cultivation and whether they are worthy of being trained by the temple."

His voice was very cold, as if he were speaking to the two children, or as if he were comforting himself.

Xiao Cai'er's body trembled violently.

She rarely received love from her family growing up, and she felt no affection for her great-grandfather. Instead, she felt fear and unease in the secluded room.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Yan Qianqiu spoke in a calm voice and reached out to take Xiao Cai'er's hand.

A fierce glint appeared in Sheng Yue's eyes as she stared intently at Yan Qianqiu, her heart filled with jealousy.

Because it is necessary to establish the authority of elders,
He was eager to harden his heart, so he rarely appeared in front of Cai'er.

"Please let me awaken first." Yan Qianqiu took a deep breath to calm her emotions.

The chosen one of the planes, who held the throne of the God of Eternity and Creation, consumed the only remaining wisp of true intent left by the God of Creation and unleashed the Scroll of Creation, yet still failed to severely injure the Demon God Emperor!
Despite the Demon Emperor's immense power
But Yan Qianqiu also hoped that his inner spiritual power would not be mediocre, but at least have the power to protect Cai'er!

Saint Moon's body was thin and frail.

As thin as a bamboo pole, dressed in black, with his neck slightly raised, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "This is not an awakening of killing intent, but merely an examination of your talents."

He held a shrouded, gray shadow dagger.

He walked towards Yan Qianqiu.

The sharp dagger swept across the boy's tender forehead, leaving a very shallow bloodstain on Yan Qianqiu's face. Blood dripped down his nose, across his chin, and onto his face.

The stark contrast between the crimson blood and the fair, delicate skin is striking.

Inside the sealed room,
A chilling killing intent swept in from all directions.

The killing intent, as tangible as a needle, converged on Yan Qianqiu and pierced the boy's forehead wound.

A sharp pain struck.

Yan Qianqiu gritted her teeth and silently endured it.

The blood flowing from the bloodstains also carried an unnamed killing intent, staining the blood black.

The blood was enveloped in dark gray spiritual energy.
It drifted down to a dark spring not far from the Holy Moon.

Murderous intent surged into the dark well from the sealed room, causing the well water to rise upwards.

Ten, twenty, thirty... and in the blink of an eye, it reaches forty!
Saint Moon's expression had become serious and solemn. Her innate spiritual power had reached forty, making her a rare genius in the Assassin's Temple.

And this fountain of murderous intent is still rising.

sixty!!
Saint Moon looked at the boy with deep astonishment on her face. She herself, who was hailed as the genius of the Assassin Temple for nearly a hundred years, only had sixty-nine innate spiritual power!
He looked at the murderous spring.

His face had become numb.

The spring water rose higher and higher, but Xiao Cai'er wasn't curious. She just wrinkled her delicate nose, smelled the scent of blood, and tears welled up in her beautiful face.

They are lovable.

eighty!!
In the three-thousand-year records of the Holy Temple, only five people have achieved a breakthrough in innate inner spiritual power to eighty, and two of them have successfully grown up.

The best one,

Reaching the ninth rank at the age of thirty-four and possessing 100,000 spiritual power, they were all peerless killing gods who slaughtered demons and gods.

Damn, it's still going up!

Saint Moon's face was blank, her heart filled with ecstasy, and she could no longer remain calm. She even swore for the first time ever.

Ninety! The constitution of a child of reincarnation.

This deputy temple master of the Assassin Temple went completely mad. The Child of Reincarnation has only appeared once in the temple's history, three thousand years ago.

He severely injured the Demon God Emperor at the young age of forty-one.

Although he died on the spot,
However, the Demon Emperor also perished a few months later, buying precious time for humanity.

Three thousand years
It has been three thousand years since then!
With the Child of Reincarnation appearing before him once again, how could Saint Moon not go mad!

"one hundred!"

Saint Moon cried out in shock. What a talent that astonished the world! A talent unparalleled since the founding of the six great temples.

This is unprecedented!
He trembled all over and almost knelt down before the Temple Sages.

"The Reincarnation Divine Favor Physique! It's actually the Reincarnation Divine Favor Physique! This is truly a blessing from heaven for humanity, a blessing for my Assassin's Temple!"

Tears streamed down Sheng Yue's face, and his gaze towards Yan Qianqiu softened considerably.

The thought of it...

If the boy before me were to inherit the Reincarnation Furnace and the Reincarnation Sword, how powerful he would become as he grew up.

I really look forward to that day.

Yan Qianqiu was also very excited as he looked at the height of the gushing killing intent spring, which meant that his future innate spiritual power would be one hundred points!

It should be noted that even the chosen one, Long Haochen, only had 97 points when he first awakened.

He clenched his fists,
This means that I have an opportunity to change my destiny in the Holy Demon Continent.

Saint Moon took out a pale green potion from her storage ring. It had a fragrant plant aroma and contained a rich life force.

Gently apply it to his forehead.

A miraculous scene unfolded: the bloodstain on the boy's forehead healed in the blink of an eye, returning to its original state in just a moment without leaving a single scar.

"Cai'er, it's your turn."

Saint Moon's heart pounded with excitement, her hands trembled.

He forcibly suppressed his overwhelming joy and turned to look at his great-granddaughter, hoping that Cai'er's talent wouldn't be too bad.

He thought to himself.

"Brother Qianqiu, are you alright?" Cai'er's soft voice trembled slightly.

"How could anything happen to me?" Yan Qianqiu turned around, looked at the girl seriously, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He genuinely considered this crybaby as his younger sister.

"I'm glad you're alright." Her slightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

She placed her soft, delicate hand into the boy's, and the two clasped hands tightly.

Saint Moon didn't care.
In his eyes, Yan Qianqiu, with his exceptional talent, was absolutely worthy of Cai'er, but it was too early to think about such things now.

He controlled the Shadow Dagger, which was suspended in the air, and gently tapped it on Cai'er's forehead.

A few red dots appeared between the girl's eyebrows.

Seeing this scene,
Yan Qianqiu stared at Sheng Yue in utter astonishment.

It's as if it's saying, "If a light touch would have been enough, why did you have to cut my forehead like that?"

Seeing the boy's tangible displeasure, Sheng Yue's thin face twitched, and she felt a little embarrassed.

A drop of blood fell into the fountain of killing intent.

The rising spring water attracted the attention of the Holy Moon.

The killing intent surged higher and higher, finally stopping at ninety-three.
Saint Moon could no longer contain her smile and burst into laughter, exclaiming, "The Saintess of Reincarnation Physique!!"

Just today,

The Assassin Temple, one of the six great temples of the human race on the Holy Demon Continent, has given birth to two unparalleled geniuses at the same time, and the revival of the human race is in sight!

Saint Moon's smile gradually faded.

His narrow eyes stared at Cai'er, and in the deepest part of his heart, an extremely subtle and terrifying thought was born.

But he believed it was all worth it.

Yan Qianqiu looked at Sheng Yue's wrinkled face and a bad feeling inexplicably rose in his heart.

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