A Professional Avenger

Lin Yuetian had always regarded himself as an amiable person.

He was born in a Cyberpunk world where beautiful men and women walked all over the streets, yet he remained the most beautiful of them all.
It’s a fact that he was outrageously good-looking, additionally, Lin Yuetian had always evaluated himself as extraordinarily gentle, impossibly humble, remarkably diligent, and exceptionally kind—but most of all, he had always been a professional at work——Alright, at least it was true that his achievements, and the way he unfailingly finished his job conscientiously, truly deserved the Promising Youth Award from anyone.

…That’s if only his job was not an assassin, perhaps he would undoubtedly get the warranted praises.

That’s right, Lin Yuetian was an assassin, a paid killer, hitman, whatever you named it, a gold-medaled one at that.

That being the case, Lin Yuetian never considered himself as one of those cold-blooded perverts.
Truth be told, disregarding what his job was, actually, he was no different than any normal person.
It could even be said that he was better than the average person in some if not many aspects.
He had no perverted hobbies or weird sexual inclinations, and of course, he had not the slightest ambition to destroy the world either.  His only wish was only to make more money, achieve financial freedom, and spend the rest of his life contently! 

To achieve financial independence, one’s ought to have enough capital, and in order to make more money comfortably, one had to do it through their forte.
When his specialty was being an assassin, it couldn’t be helped, right? In short, he just wanted to say,

‘Please don’t mistake me to be in the same group as those perverted murderers~’

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Lin Yuetian’s ability to be a gold-medalist assassin was inseparable from his 3 unbreakable traits.
Being able to stay calm in troubled times; Did not fluster in the face of danger; Never panic in any situation. Even when he woke up and found himself lying inside a thatched hut, wearing an ancient costume, and having a long sword stabbed to his guts, he was able to maintain his 3 qualities intact.

He was not alone in the thatched hut.
There was another man in an ancient costume chattering on the side.
His non-stop buzzing had caused Lin Yuetian to feel dizzy even just hearing it.
The man, however, kept talking like a broken alarm.

“…Shaofeng Xianjun[1]has already been merciful enough to you.
Lin Yuetian, you really are impetuous and foolish.
In the past, Xianjun turned a blind eye to your mad pursuit, now that Xianjun has someone in his heart, you dared to lay a finger on that person! If it wasn’t for his magnanimity to give you a chance to escape, how could you still have a breath left? I have informed Xianjun that you are dead.
Since you were lucky enough to escape death, you can go down the mountain and be a Rogue cultivator.
If you dare to trouble Xianjun ever again, don’t blame me for being ruthless…”

Lin Yuetian could hear all the words the man was saying, but it was like a passing breeze, unable to enter his mind at all.
He paid all his attention to the sword currently stabbed in his lower abdomen instead.
The blood oozing from the wound had dyed his white robe into a red one.
It was so Goddamn painful! 

“I’m sorry for interrupting your speech,”

The man paused and looked at him in dissatisfaction.
“What else do you want to say?”

“But, may I ask the size of this sword?”-Was what Lin Yuetian unexpectedly blurted out.

Obviously, the question had triggered some kind of switch on the man as he immediately bragged vigorously, “This sword is called Zhanfeng[2], one of Shaofeng Xianjun‘s Twelve Divine Swords.
It is 3 feet and 6 inches long, coinciding with the 360 days cycle.
The width is 1.8 inches, implying the span of half the Sky.
Shaofeng Xianjun didn’t even pull it out after stabbing you, leaving this sword here shows that he still has some affection left for you.
You can entrust this sword to me and I’ll give it back to Xianjun…”

Based on the size information given, then looking at the exposed part of the blade, Lin Yuetian could estimate that the sword was embedded in his stomach quite deeply.
He had been bleeding for some time, but he hadn’t died yet? Shouldn’t he die at this point? 

‘It feels like a miracle.’ Lin Yuetian thought inwardly. ‘Have I transmigrated to some mystical world?’ 

Propping his body, he held the sword’s hilt and pull it out in one move.
Blood soon gushed out from the open wound and he felt his body’s temperature drop somewhat.
But what caught his attention more was the unfamiliar energy surging throughout his body.
Unexpectedly, the body he was in turned out to have such power.

“Have you figured out your position now?” The man beside him was relieved.
“Hurry up and give me the sword, you can go down the mountain discreetly afterward.”

Lin Yuetian gently flipped Zhanfeng Sword in his hand.
“Do you know any Assassin Organization in this world?”

“Assassin…?” The man frowned.
“As cultivators, we should only devote ourselves to cultivation and achieving immortality.
How could such business, selling and buying someone’s life for money exist?”

Well, it seemed like there was no Organization here, what a pity. Lin Yuetian was used to working under an Organization, having a proper and neat job distribution with other experienced staff.
If there was no Organization he could rely on, then it meant he could only be a freelancer. 

Lin Yuetian once again tried to draw out the energy inside his body, familiarizing himself with how to manipulate and use the power.

In the meantime, he lightly asked, “By the way, how powerful are you?”

The man was stunned for a moment before he jumped out in rage.
“Lin Yuetian, don’t get carried away! Even if I haven’t reached your realm yet, I’m still a first-class Master! More importantly, I still am Shaofeng Xianjun‘s Shidi[3], the known number one Cultivator in the world who has reached the Great Perfection of Void Refining Realm! Although your Transcending Tribulation Realm might make you the first in the cultivation world, you still can’t compare to Shaofeng Xianjun and his sweetheart in terms of appearance, background, and reputation! Let