Assassin Seven, starting in Shennong Kingdom!

Ordinary martial arts test one's comprehension more, but this Vajra Indestructible Body relies entirely on perseverance!

For the next two weeks, Qin Ming stayed at the inn.

The combination of medicinal baths and acupuncture continuously strengthens the body.

Finally, after half a month, he raised the Vajra Body to the fifth level, which gave him the ability to defend against ordinary swords and blades. The only problem was that this move was still a bit slow to activate.

But he didn't continue, for no other reason than... he ran out of money.

He spent all the savings he had accumulated in Dali Kingdom after a month and a half.

Before long, Qin Ming simply started setting up a stall in Xuanwu Kingdom again.

But instead of business coming their way, trouble struck first.

Boom!

"Kid, do you know this is Poison Dragon Sect territory? Who gave you permission to set up a stall here?"

A large crowd of onlookers gathered around.

Qin Ming's stall was overturned, and in front of him stood a burly man with a scar on his face.

He frowned slightly, realizing he had underestimated the depths of the Xuanwu Kingdom, with its numerous gangs and factions. He hadn't had any introductions before coming here, a mistake he had made.

In such a place, without the protection of a powerful force, doing business is virtually impossible.

Long Ming is also an assassin, so he is not suitable to be a guide at all.

With things having come to this point, and being at his mercy, Qin Ming had no choice but to accept his fate and said, "I'll leave now."

"Hmph! Want to leave?"

Two figures flanked the scarred man from the left and right, standing behind him.

The scarred, burly man grinned maliciously, staring at Qin Ming with a fierce look. "Too late, kid. Setting up a stall here without permission is an insult to the Meteor Sect, you know? Leave 100 taels, and this matter will be over."

Qin Ming's gaze darkened. Although he really didn't want to cause trouble, it was clear that it was no longer a matter of whether he wanted to or not.

"Bullshit! Scarface, have you forgotten that this street is under the Iron Fist Gang's jurisdiction? You've crossed the line!"

Just then, another group of people walked over. Judging from their clothing, most of them wore iron gauntlets and boxing gloves on one hand, and they had a fierce demeanor.

The leader was wearing a cloak, and one eye was closed.

Hey! One-Eyed.

Scarface turned his head to look at the other party, showing no intention of backing down. Instead, he raised his hand and pulled out an iron whip from behind him, sneering, "What are you Iron Fist Sect people?"

"屮!"

Zheng!

Clang! Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two groups started fighting, and more and more people kept joining the battle, making the situation increasingly intense.

The scene was chaotic.

Qin Ming took advantage of the chaos to slip away, feeling a chill run down his spine. This wretched place was truly haunted!

Now he knows why the lousy Huawei is trying to escape Xuanwu Kingdom.

As the largest gang in the world, not a sect but the largest gang in the Xuanwu Kingdom, he probably has enough headaches just dealing with these small sects that start wars at the slightest disagreement.

Not to mention the internal problems of that number one gang in the world!

If it were me, I'd run away too. Let whoever wants to interfere, interfere.

Who the hell can control this?!

After fleeing the scene, Qin Ming looked extremely annoyed. He just wanted to make some money, why was it so difficult...?

If this continues, he might really end up like Hua Luanming, becoming a beggar and leaving Xuanwu Kingdom.

Judging from the current situation, he probably won't even be able to find a job to make a living without having to pay his respects to some sect or organization, let alone make money.

Too pit!

"You're here, come with me quickly."

"Ok?"

Just as Qin Ming was having a headache, Long Ming appeared out of nowhere and pulled him away.

……

At an inn, Qin Ming put away the silver needles and glanced at the masked figure in black in front of him.

Without a doubt, it must be an assassin organization.

He turned around and poured himself a cup of tea. To be honest, he had run out of money and hadn't even had breakfast. He had been starving for half a day.

After taking a sip of tea, he looked up at Long Ming and asked, "What's going on?"

"I'm going to carry out a mission."

He blurted out instinctively, but didn't mention what the mission was. Instead, he pointed to the figure lying on the bed and said, "He's someone I used to know, someone I trust. He's seriously injured this time, and our people can't heal him, so we had to come to you."

"Your Xuanwu Kingdom doesn't have any medical clinics?"

Having already learned his lesson, Qin Ming has learned from his mistakes.

If he wanted to make a name for himself in the Xuanwu Kingdom, he needed to figure out the situation first, which was not quite what he had expected.

Originally, the Xuanwu Kingdom revered martial prowess, so in theory, a descendant of a divine physician like him should have been very popular. However, the opposite was true; it seemed that the Xuanwu Kingdom had virtually no medical clinics.

He hasn't seen a single pharmacy in the two weeks since he arrived.

Long Ming sat down in front of him, poured himself a cup of tea, and explained, "There are many gangs in Xuanwu Kingdom, each with its own pharmacy and clinic, but they are only open to internal staff. Moreover, medicine and martial arts are inseparable. In fact, many of us know some medical skills, but we are not as proficient as you."

"understood."

Qin Ming nodded, realizing what was happening.

He knew that medicine and martial arts were inseparable, but he hadn't expected the relationships between the gangs within the Xuanwu Kingdom to have deteriorated to this extent.

They're completely fighting their own battles, a disorganized mess.

Long Ming seemed to see his predicament and explained, "You have virtually no chance of opening a medical clinic in Xuanwu Kingdom unless you can get the support of a sect, preferably a major sect, but that would be equivalent to becoming a member of that sect. You should think about it yourself."

"emmm..."

Qin Ming fell into deep thought; that was indeed the case.

The fact that Xuanwu Kingdom has no medical clinics does not mean that its medical skills are backward. On the contrary, it is only because various forces regard doctors as special strategic resources, or even as a foundation, that they have kept them hidden away.

After all, they are all martial artists. If they get injured and don't receive treatment, they are essentially disposable. No force can withstand such losses.

Therefore, the larger the sect, the more skilled doctors it can attract.

Unless he also attaches himself to a certain power, but in that case he would inevitably be subject to others' control.

You might not make any money, and instead lose everything...

I suddenly feel a bit nostalgic for Dali Kingdom.

Without all this backstabbing and scheming, although you might not earn much, it's easier and less complicated.

“Although our assassin organization also has its own territory, we cannot let you use it, otherwise it will only harm you.”

"learn."

The Shadow Assassins organization doesn't just target hostile forces or those outside of Xuanwu Kingdom; they can be ruthless enough to turn on their own people, let alone those from Xuanwu Kingdom.

After a brief encounter with Long Ming, Qin Ming left behind a prescription for treatment, received payment, and then left the inn.

"he is?"

The masked man woke up and his expression changed slightly when he saw Qin Ming's departing figure.

Long Ming explained, "I met him in Shennong Kingdom, not Xuanwu Kingdom. He's trustworthy. You can stay here and recover from your injuries. The mission is complete."

"it is good……"

The masked man's gaze followed the direction Qin Ming had left, his brows furrowed slightly.

For assassins, a high-risk profession, concealing their identity is crucial, because once their identity is exposed, it will lead to their death.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Shadow Assassins seem to make no attempt to conceal themselves; it's because they possess absolute strength and are not afraid of retaliation even if they are exposed.

An ordinary assassin who easily exposes his identity is either brainless or courting death.