Time travel, quick transmigration

The weather was clear and sunny that day, without a breath of wind. The winter in the north was bleak and dry, but the sunshine on people gave them a warm feeling.

Having served Liu Yuerong for many years, Fu Yun, as the head lady-in-chief of the Shude Palace, was worldly-wise and insightful. She spent a lot of money to buy intelligence and, with the help of the Liu family, successfully met the manager of the Qianji Pavilion.

In a private room on the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion, a secret stronghold of Qianji Pavilion in Chang'an City, a middle-aged man with a goatee was having a secret discussion with Fuyun, who was dressed in a green robe.

"Here is the three hundred taels of gold you requested."

Fu Yun placed a wooden box from under his arm onto the table in front of him.

"I have long heard of the fame of your Thousand Machines Pavilion. It is said that your number one assassin has never failed and will not rest until the mission is completed at any cost."

The middle-aged man stroked his goatee twice.

"That's true."

"But young lady, you may not know this, but your three hundred taels of gold can only hire the second-ranked assassin in my guild. If you want to hire Miss Shang Jue, you will need to pay the same amount."

The middle-aged man held up two fingers.

Before Fu Yun arrived, he was already mentally prepared and not surprised by the other party's sudden price increase. Although he disliked the middle-aged man's exorbitant price based on the arduousness of the task and the endless troubles afterward, in order to put Yang Yuhuan to death and fulfill his master Liu Huafei's last wish, Fu Yun hesitated for a moment before decisively agreeing.

"Two hundred taels of gold will be paid upon completion of the transaction, and you can collect it at that time with this receipt."

Fu Yun took out a receipt from his sleeve and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"People still need to be honest with each other, so the manager shouldn't doubt my integrity. After all, given the reputation of your Thousand Machine Pavilion among the people, I wouldn't dare to play tricks. Of course, I also believe that the Thousand Machine Pavilion will definitely uphold morality."

The middle-aged man glanced at the receipt and then put it away.

"My Thousand Machine Pavilion will take on this deal. Miss, just wait for good news. Please!"

Fu Yun politely cupped his hands in greeting.

"Thank you."

He finished speaking, walked to the door, opened it, and went out.

After Fu Yun left, the middle-aged man, certain that she was far away, went to the bookshelf, opened the mechanism, and slipped inside.

That night, a man dressed in black clothes and wearing a half-mask rode a black horse to the outside of Dongling Temple. He moved with unpredictable movements, holding a long sword, and with a light touch of his toes, he flew into Dongling Temple.

The Imperial Guards, stationed at the four corners of Dongling Temple, saw that the newcomer was hostile and had come from all sides, so they surrounded the masked man in a pincer movement.

The masked man lived up to his reputation as the number one assassin in the Thousand Machines Pavilion. He not only handled the situation with ease but also displayed superb swordsmanship. He effortlessly neutralized the attacks of Xiao Shen and the other three, and they were now struggling to defend themselves.

"Who goes there? Leave your name."

Seeing that things were not going well, the square-faced man couldn't tell what kind of martial arts or swordsmanship the masked man was using, so he asked a question to distract the masked man.

In the darkness, the masked man's cold eyes gleamed with a chilling light. He ignored the question posed by the man with the other face, and the sword in his hand carried an even stronger killing intent.

With a ripping sound, blood gushed out.

Xiao Shen glanced to the side and saw his good brother, the square-faced man, have his right arm severed by a sword. He staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground. The masked man then thrust his sword out, clearly intending to kill the square-faced man. Seeing this, Xiao Shen flew over and swung his knife to block, but was instead stabbed in the chest by the masked man who suddenly turned around.

After stabbing his target, the masked man simply sheathed his sword and kicked Xiao Shen, sending him flying and crashing heavily to the ground.

Xiao Shen was stabbed by a powerful sword and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the square-faced man who had lost an arm endured the excruciating pain, bent down, picked up the longsword that had fallen to the ground with his left hand, and, along with two other lightly injured Imperial Guards, charged towards the masked man and engaged him in fierce combat.

The fierce fight between the three disrupted the tranquility of Dongling Temple. The nuns, awakened by the noise, came over and, seeing the three fighting together, were all frightened and went to Qingfeng's residence for protection.

"Yan Yan, wake up! Something terrible has happened..."

0804's sweet, childlike voice, like a magic spell, woke Shi Yan from her sleep.

Shi Yan heard 0804's rare display of urgency, as if facing a formidable enemy, and was completely jolted awake.

"What happened."

0804 finally managed to awaken the sleeping Shi Yan and tried to calm her tense emotions.

"Yan Yan, hurry up and put on your clothes to find Xiao Die. It's not safe here. You two should go out the back door quickly."

"Liu Huafei's maid, Fuyun, has spent a fortune to hire the most skilled assassin in the entire Tang Dynasty to assassinate you. The Imperial Guards outside are already overwhelmed. Time is of the essence, so act quickly and efficiently."

Shi Yan was suddenly startled awake.

"what!"

0804's words were like a thunderclap. Shi Yan dared not delay. She sat up abruptly, got out of bed to put on her shoes, and took her clothes from the rack to put them on.

"If we just leave like this, what will happen to the others?"

"The Imperial Guards are here to protect me. I would feel guilty if they lost their lives because of me. Xiao Ba, do you have any way to save them?"

At this moment, Shi Yan actually had time to care about others. 0804 admired her kindness while feeling helpless as well.

"Yan Yan, if I can save them, I won't make you run away."

Shi Yan was disappointed upon hearing this, but she didn't say anything. After a moment's thought, she made a decision, walked straight to the door, opened it, and calmly walked out.

Seeing her like this, 0804 asked.

"Why aren't you telling Xiaodie to leave quickly? What are you going to do?"

Shi Yan did not see any fighting figures in the courtyard of Huanqing Residence.

"Where is the assassin now? I'll lure him away, and once he spots me, I'll shout and then run away."

"Once I leave through the back door, everyone else in Dongling Temple will be safe. Anyway, that person's target is me."

That being said, 0804 naturally wouldn't agree with her doing that.

"No, Yan Yan, it's too dangerous. Once they find out about you, they'll definitely keep chasing you. How could you possibly be a match for them? You're oversimplifying things."

Shi Yan knew that relying on herself was indeed a bit risky, but she couldn't worry about that right now.

How will you know it won't work if you don't try?

0804 couldn't persuade Shi Yan either, so he had no choice but to compromise.

"Yan Yan, go to the Sanqing Hall, they're over there now."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yan quickened her pace.

She jogged all the way to the front of the Sanqing Hall, and under the hazy moonlight, she took in the scene in the square.

"The battle is indeed fierce."

"Xiao Ba, is the person lying on the ground dead?"

Shi Yan looked at Xiao Shen, who was lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, and asked uncertainly.

0804 glanced at Xiao Shen lying on the ground.

"He's not dead, he just lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss."

Shi Yan was finally relieved.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, at least I'm still alive."