Volume 1: Phoenix Nirvana, Reborn from the Flames Chapter 2: Crossing Over

  The night was dark and mysterious, with a few stars twinkling in the deep blue sky, shining tirelessly over the sleeping earth.

  It was half past three in the morning, the darkest time before dawn, and also the deepest sleep of people.

  A large alloy truck was speeding down the road, followed closely by three black and shiny four-wheel jeeps.

  "Boss, can you aim?" A thick male voice came from the jeep, full of anxiety.

  "Small CASE, target locked!" The voice was a clear and calm female tone, filled with serenity. As Mu Xiaye spoke these words, the sniper rifle in her hand had already been raised to her shoulder, the scope quickly adjusting, her line of sight unobstructed by the darkness, accurately targeting the speeding truck on the road.

  With a loud crash, a red light flashed, and the No. 1 alloy car, known as the most solid, was instantly overturned, its huge body rolling continuously on the road, emitting a deafening metallic impact sound.

  Gun smoke billowed upwards, adding a thick stroke to the night sky.

  A black Jeep screeched to a halt, its tires piercing the night air. Several men in black quickly jumped out of the car, their handguns firing rapidly in the direction of the sniper's shot.

  Boom, boom, boom...

  Again several red lights, shells drew a death curve, sending the black-clad men and their black jeep to heaven together.

  At the same time, a large truck slowly drove out of the mountain cave. In the midst of the soaring flames and thick smoke, a black figure leaped down from the top of the mountain.

  The black windbreaker was blown by the frantic airflow, and the most beautiful wings of the dark night were flying wildly. A bright face emerged with a bewitching red, carrying unbridled arrogance and confidence, and even the most beautiful colors in front of her were just a foil.

  Mù Xiǎo Yè, a name listed as the most important person in top-secret files of every country, yet his information is blank to the extreme.

  Age: Not available

  Birth: Information Not Available

  Nationality: Data Not Available

  Specialties: Proficient in all weapons, proficient in various martial arts, skilled in hiding, skilled in assassination.

  The only thing known is that Mu Xiuye is a woman and appears to be of Asian descent.

  But this person is the leader of the mercenary organization "K" Corps, and those who know her name are all terrified.

  K, or KING, a woman who took on such an arrogant alias, yet no one doubted her abilities.

  As long as she took on a case, she had never failed. Many countries that couldn't show their faces or didn't want to show their faces would think of "K" at the first time for things that weren't good to show up.

  No record of losing, every time is perfect completion.

  "Haha, boss, another perfect vote! ", said the man wearing sunglasses with a happy smile, looking at the stunning woman beside him.

  The car suddenly jolted violently, "Damn it, is there a leftover fish?" The man cursed while quickly looking out through the infrared periscope, but the road was empty and there were no flying objects in the sky.

  "Impossible, all targets hit!" Mu Xiuye's voice was full of confidence, and she unhesitatingly denied the man's suspicion, having absolute faith in her own marksmanship.

  But this turbulence is somewhat suspicious, it doesn't seem like a weapon attack, more like...

  At the same time, the car started shaking again, and it was even more violent than last time!

  The numbers on the dashboard spun rapidly, and the needles began to spin wildly, round and round.

  A deafening crash was heard, and the car began to shake violently out of control.

  "It's an earthquake!" Looking at the abnormality on the dashboard, Mu Xiuye frowned and shouted loudly.

  Suddenly before one's eyes, the sky was dark and chaotic, a moment of unimaginable intersection between two people from different worlds.

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  Qin Tianli year one thousand seven hundred sixty-seven, Da Yongli ninety-seven years, summer.

  The early summer breeze swept across the mountains and rivers, extending into the endless sky, stirring up ripples of waves. The orange-red sun gradually withdrew its scorching heat, slowly gathering its remaining light, as the sky darkened, taking on a layer of vibrant red. Reflected in the line where the water meets the sky, there was a beauty like thin silk, layered and richly colored, luxurious and ethereal.

  The outskirts of Tianyue City, the capital of Dayong Nation, on the vast continent of Qin Tian. The setting sun's afterglow also dyed this layer upon layer of dense forest, with the emerald green leaves carrying a layer of crimson, casting an eerie yet enchanting hue.

  The dense forest was quiet and peaceful at this time, making people feel serene, as if there were no human beings around. However, upon careful listening, some rhythmic sounds could be heard mixed in with the silence.

  A girl in black is standing in front of a tree, holding a flying knife and practicing.

  She tensed up her whole body, with five fingers clenched together, the tips of which held five sharp small knives. Her eyes slightly focused, and with a burst of force from her arm, the five small knives flew out of her hand into the air.

  Splendid!

  There was only one sound, but five small knives simultaneously pierced a black dot on a tree branch more than 100 meters away.

  "Not bad!" The girl commented to herself, walking under the tree branch and pulling out the flying knife. She looked up at the sky that was as blue as jade and seemed to be muttering to herself: "This half month has been like a dream!"

  This girl is none other than Mu Xi Ye from the 21st century, codename KING.

  A sudden massive earthquake took her life, but she didn't die like that. When she opened her eyes again, she became the eldest miss of the Moyu State's Mu Manor, Mu Qingge.

  The weak and incompetent eldest miss, known as a waste, was severely injured by the second miss, Mu Zi Ru, and her cousin, Qin Rong Rong. She received a letter from her fiancé of many years, breaking off their engagement. With all hope lost, her severe injuries and broken heart took their toll, and Mu Qing Ge's spirit finally passed away.

  Replacing him is the finest mercenary from the 21st century, Mu Xi Ye.

  From genius to waste, from not daring to provoke to being beaten to death, this is the power of martial arts. Only the strong can survive in this world, so after Mo Xi Ye crossed over, the first thing she did was to strengthen herself!

  She didn't know why this girl, who was originally full of inner strength, would lose all her inner strength overnight, but she knew that Mu Xiuye would never be a useless person no matter where she was!

  Since heaven gave her a chance to reborn, she won't waste it and will live a good life!

  Half a month after waking up, she ran out of the backyard every day and exercised in the woods on the outskirts.

  Run in the morning, then exercise limb strength, archery and flying knife in the afternoon, go back to sleep immediately at night, exhausted every day.

  After her half-month of devil-like training and the good experience she had before, this body, although it no longer has internal energy, yet due to practicing martial arts since childhood, its seemingly slender and weak physique possesses good elasticity and explosive power! However, in terms of speed, reaction, endurance, agility, etc., there have been great improvements.

  Whether it's a hundred paces flying knife or a close-range attack, I've already reached the level of crossing over half of what I had before. If I practice for a few more days, I'll definitely be able to recover my pre-crossing skills!

  At this thought, a chill ran through Mu Xiuye's eyes. It was likely that the strong physique of this body was also due to the long-term "tempering" by Mu Ziyu and Qin Rongrong!

  It's not clear why, but the two people who like to come and bother Yu Qingge every now and then, Mu Ziru and Qin Yurong, haven't come to provoke her for half a month. It seems that according to what Ping'er, Yu Qingge's maid, said, the palace is preparing to hold some kind of banquet, and the two of them went out to follow the palace's matrons to learn etiquette.

  She didn't care, and it was good to be quiet. She didn't want to pursue those things that the two of them had done before, which were not as good as pigs and dogs. After all, the one living in the body of Mu Qing Ge now was her, Mu Xiao Ye. However, if someone wanted to bully her, she would absolutely not be polite!

  He who does not offend me, I will not offend him; he who offends me, I will surely trample him!

  With a sharp glance, he gathered his scattered aura and stretched out his hand to collect the five sharp small knives into his sleeves and hid them in his shoes.

  Muxi night, oh no, she is now Muxi Qingge, measured the sky color for a while, made some calculations about physical strength and time, planned to run another five kilometers before going back to rest.

  Good combat skills are not imagined, they must be tempered through training, being cruel to oneself now, in order to have the opportunity to be cruel to the enemy later!

  The strong, no matter where they are, have the right to speak!

  She pulled out two sandbags that had been hidden under the tree stump and tied them to her legs with a practiced ease. The two sandbags weighed a total of eighty kilograms, but Qing Ge ran with an unchanged lightness, after all, she was used to tying more than one hundred kilograms of lead blocks on herself in the past, and since they didn't have that condition here in ancient times, she replaced them with sand!

  A figure in black clothes, Qing Ge, flitted through the forest, her light steps like a delicate and quiet black butterfly. Her lithe figure was also like a beautiful black leopard, majestic as she patrolled her own territory.

  The wind blew up her hair ends, swept across her face, brought the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other, a monotonous and undulating melody.

  Crack!

  A faint sound mixed with the wind came from ahead, Qing Ge keenly sensed it and immediately stopped in her tracks, moving forward stealthily.

  She had been here for nearly half a month, and there were almost no people coming. At this time of day, the sun was already setting in the west, and it was even less likely that anyone would come. The cracking sound, if judged correctly, was exactly the sound of a sharp blade cutting through branches.

  Crack!

  Another sound, a clear song can confirm that this is the sound of branches being cut off by sharp blades. Someone is here!