Martial Soul: Be a Saint

In the next few days, Member of the Falcon Mercenaries's heart was filled with suspicions, because in these few days, Wu Hao held a brush and cinnabar in his hands and drew on top of every bronze coffin, drawing many runes that they could not understand, it was extremely obscure.    

    

At the same time, as the Guild Leader, Jia Ren would often grab his chin and sink into deep thoughts for a long period of time.    

    

Just like this, the Falcon Mercenaries escorted the goods and, according to the route specified, pointed them straight at the Tianwu Academy s of the Eastern Martial Cultivation World.    

    

Central State City.    

    

It was said that this was a huge city between the mortal world and the Martial Cultivation World. It was said that this was the heart of the Sky Region Continent, and no one knew if this was the truth.    

    

The only thing that everyone knew was that the Central State City possessed many martial cultivation powers. Some came from the secular world, while others came from the Martial Cultivation World.    

    

Here, it had become the trade link between the and the mortal world, one of the cities could be said to be extremely rich.    

    

And Mercenary Union, as an influential power that was renowned throughout the secular world, naturally attracted the attention of President Jia Tong's son, Jia Yi.    

    

At this time, Jia Yi had been here for a long time, and once again, he received reports from his subordinates.    

    

"How's it been going in the past few days?"    

    

When that subordinate appeared once again, he was the first to speak and question him. His pair of sharp eyes caused others to tremble.    

    

All of a sudden, his men started trembling, and started to panic.    

    

"Reporting to Second Young Master, there is no news from that side. Since this subordinate has lost contact with them, I'm afraid that they are already doomed!"    

    

The moment those words left his mouth, intense killing intent exploded out of Jia Yi's eyes, causing the air to be filled with killing intent, and the atmosphere instantly became strange.    

    

"Two …" Second Young Master... "Master, your subordinate …"    

    

"Trash, all of you are a bunch of trash. If you can't even handle a small matter, scram for this young master!"    

    

Jia Yi was furious, his eyes was filled with killing intent.    

    

Things had failed again and again, and he had lost his patience.    

    

He suddenly turned around and waved his hand. A huge map was thrown out from his hand and laid flat on the stone table in the pavilion.    

    

He swept his gaze across the map with an extremely gloomy expression. He took out a brush and dipped it in ink, and drew several lines on the map, connecting The Devil's Cave of the West to the map.    

    

Moreover, they had also highlighted several important areas on the map.    

    

After that, he kept the map and left the Mercenary Union.    

    

When he reappeared, he was already in a mysterious valley.    

    

This valley was very deep. There were many poisonous insects and snakes in this valley. There were also countless killing formations blocking the way to the valley.    

    

However, Jia Yi calmly walked forward, avoiding all the poisonous objects, he activated all the mechanisms and killing arrays, and smoothly entered the valley.    

    

The valley was very large. There was a training field inside that was devoid of any life. There were hundreds of black-clothed people training in the art of assassination.    

    

In front of them, a black-robed old man was expressionlessly ignoring everything in front of him.    

    

Jia Yi's appearance instantly alarmed him.    

    

Lifting his head, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the temperature of the air plummeted.    

    

"Disciple, why are you here?"    

    

The black-clothed elder stared at him and asked in a low voice.    

    

Jia Yi cupped his fists as the black clad old man bowed respectfully, and replied: "Master, I have come to ask for a little more manpower!"    

    

"More? Didn't you just say a few days ago? "What, could it be that that matter hasn't been completed?" The black-clothed old man stared at him. His expression suddenly sank as he spoke with a slight frown.