Volume 1: Phoenix Nirvana, Reborn from the Flames Chapter 3: The Mysterious Boy

  The mercenary's life had tempered her into a calm and composed, rational and steady personality, but also made her bold and fond of seeking challenges.

  Those who dislike stimulation and challenge will not become mercenaries, people seeking a stable life would never choose to face high-risk days all the time!

  Qing Ge arrived in ancient times for half a month, and she had been training alone all the time. In her heart, she always wanted to know what kind of masters existed in ancient times! Those flying flowers, treading leaves, flying eaves, and walking walls, almost divine ultimate skills, she also wanted to see! After all, is it the modern martial arts that combines hundreds of schools and integrates the essence of thousands of years, or is it the legendary ultimate techniques of ancient times?

  Her innate curiosity held her breath as she cautiously approached forward.

  The orange sunset in the sky has a beauty of desperation.

  In the clearing among the trees, seven or eight corpses were scattered about, and four men in black stood in a clearing in the woods, their bodies tense as if facing a great enemy.

  The long wind of the night blew by, rolling up countless withered leaves and fallen flowers, amidst the four people filled with murderous intent! The one surrounded was actually a boy wearing a moon-white long gown!

  The boy stood with his back to Qing Ge, unable to see his face clearly. His jet-black hair was disheveled, with strands of green grass stuck in it. His moon-white robe was stained with specks of blood and had slashes that tore it open, making it impossible to tell whether the bloodstains were his or those of the black-clad man lying on the ground.

  A strong gust of wind blew by, and the dense foliage was filled with a pungent smell mixed with the fragrance of leaves. Qing Ge had not expected that what she came to see would be such a scene!

  Four big ones bully one small one, yet still in a disadvantaged position!

  "This time you can't escape! You actually let us catch you at this critical moment! Come and surrender!" The four men in black simultaneously jumped up, their sharp blades flashing with cold light as they charged towards the boy from all directions.

  The wind rolls up the remaining shadows, and the leaves float down.

  Flickering cold light, shadows linked together.

  The boy drew a sword from its scabbard, its length roughly equal to his height. The cold light illuminated the evening glow, and the sharp, piercing gleam flashed across Qing Ge's eyes, forcing her to narrow them slightly in discomfort. Inwardly, she couldn't help but praise it: What a fine sword!

  The sword has not been drawn, yet the chill is already here!

  In just a blink of an eye, when he opened his eyes again, the two men in black had fallen down, and the other two had some fear on their faces!

  And that boy, his clothes were almost torn to shreds and could no longer cover his body, his movements had slowed down at this time, it was clear that the multiple wounds on his body and the alternating battles with the black-clothed man had exhausted his physical strength!

  Two men in black also didn't look good, one with his left arm severed at the elbow, fresh blood gushing from the wound, even more miserable than the boy.

  The two men saw that the boy's body was swaying and knew that the opportunity could not be missed, so they quickly gathered their strength and rushed up fiercely!

  A strong killing aura permeated the forest, Qing Ge sighed in his heart, this killing aura was not emitted from the black-clothed man's body, but from a boy who seemed to be less than six years old!

  In an instant, a sharp glint flashed across Qing Ge's eyes, as if she had seen herself.

  She was an orphan, and before she knew it, she was bought by a killer organization. From then on, her daily life was nothing but training, monotonous and uninteresting, yet necessary for survival.

  Until they were ten years old, the assassination organization put a thousand children in the jungle and stipulated that the first ten to come out could stay alive, while the rest would be killed mercilessly.

  A thousand children, only ten remain, a ratio of one hundred to one! This is a cruel elimination game, and an unstoppable massacre!

  At that time, she was like this, slender and small, step by step, trampling on others' deaths, carrying a full body of murderous aura and bloodstains, dragging her tattered body, the first to walk out of the forest!

  The black-clad man's sword was only one centimeter away from the boy, and in a flash of lightning, a slender black figure shot out like an arrow, like a black light flow, and rushed to the front of the black-clad man, embracing the boy.

  "Who are you!" The man in black shouted at Qing Ge, who had unexpectedly appeared, with a thick murderous aura in his eyes! In order to kill this target, almost all the killers of their entire organization had been deployed, and they had pursued him continuously for seven days and nights, resulting in heavy casualties. Today was an opportunity that was hard to come by, and it seemed that they would be able to win, but where did this little girl come from, daring to ruin their plans!

  "A person who will send you to the Western Heaven!" In an instant, Qing Ge's breath became sharp and his eyes turned cold. He took a step forward with his toes and rushed towards the direction of the two men in black!

  These men in black, the aura emanating from their bodies, is a familiar melody, it's the aura of their own kind! Since she has already made the first move today, she won't stop until one of them dies! Then let's take the initiative and be strong!

  The girl's speed was not fast, but it was strange and elusive. Her body tilted down in the air at an unimaginable angle, piercing into the heart of a man in black clothes, with blood spraying out. The sunset highlighted a magnificent crimson curve. Another man in black clothes suddenly opened his eyes wide, before he could react, Qing Ge's dagger was drawn out, held horizontally, and with a swift movement, it sliced through the weakest part of his neck, leaving a thin line of blood that gradually grew larger.

  Standing up, putting away the sword, and singing a clear song, the movements were completed in one breath. In less than thirty seconds, two men in black were cut down! And it was a single fatal blow! There wasn't an extra move!

  Two corpses thudded to the ground behind her! The two men in black didn't know until their deaths that this suddenly emerged, strangely moving, ghostly girl with unparalleled skills was who!

  The boy standing beside him flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, with an examining light different from ordinary children, looking at the girl who was standing sideways against the wind, and there was a brilliant glow in his eyes!

  A girl in black clothes had a pale complexion with a hint of malnutrition, her eyebrows and eyes drooping down. Although her face was pretty, it wasn't stunning, but the pair of eyes embedded on this ordinary and somewhat unremarkable face shone brightly. The dark pupils were filled with a clear and cold intent, possessing a beauty that distinguished itself from the orange sunset, like layers of fog hiding an iceberg that wouldn't melt for thousands of years, or the permanent snow on the high mountains that never thawed after being scorched by the sun all year round, carrying a hint of warmth but mostly an impenetrable chill, making people overlook her face and only gaze at those icy spring-like eyes.

  Qing Ge stood aside, making some slight changes to her appearance, just in case she unexpectedly ran into someone and was recognized. So when the boy looked at her, she didn't mind, while also observing the motionless, silent, and tearless boy, who seemed like a shadow of herself from childhood.

  Just one glance, and the face of this boy who was cold unlike a child also made her gasp in surprise.

  The palm-sized small face has a slightly rounded, delicate and perfect little chin, a pair of round eyes with the innocence of childhood, which should look cute, but is offset by the corners of the eyes being slightly raised, long eyelashes with a hint of golden light, forming a noble and cold demeanor, proud and unmatched. The gaze seems to have reduced the cuteness by three points, yet the eyes still hold a dark blue glow, as if the sharpness from earlier was still lingering, reducing it by another two points, and due to the pale complexion, losing the last five points, if not for the slightly puffed up cheeks, one would hardly see any childish innocence.

  In an instant, it was as if the mirror reflected his childhood self, without any childishness, only slaughter. The mercenary king, known for being cold-blooded, rarely spoke up and asked: "Are you okay?"

  The boy seemed to be stunned for a moment, and after hearing Qing's question, the confusion in his eyes earlier disappeared. He didn't answer, but instead slowly walked over to pick up the sword scabbard on the ground, wiped the blood stains off the sword on the black-clad man's body, and then sheathed the sword.

  At this time, Qing Ge only discovered that the boy was not only strange in his sword, but also the tattered and worn-out robe on his body was strange. It seemed like he had stolen an adult's clothes to wear. The tattered robe hung on him, swaying with the wind, revealing red and white intersecting wounds. Who knows what kind of battle he had been through to end up in such a state.

  Although the clothes he wore were those of an adult, the fabric was precious and the golden flame pattern on the hem flowed naturally. The gold thread used as yarn was not something that ordinary people could wear. His temperament and posture were noble and elegant, with a proud air unique to those in high positions, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be an ordinary commoner or merchant's descendant.

  After so many years of training in her past life, her eyesight was not something that ordinary people could compare with.

  The boy didn't say a word, nor did he walk away. After picking up the sword, he stood still, his eyes gleaming with an extraordinary elegance and clarity that ordinary people didn't possess, as he swept a glance at the black-clad man on the ground. Then, he walked over to her side, curiously examining the sandbags tied around her feet. After a while, he stood there again, seemingly oblivious to everything.

  That hint of disdainful pride in the corner of his eye had flashed by lightly, but it didn't escape Qing Ge's eyes.

  What kind of child is this, who kills without a moment's hesitation, looks at people with unbridled arrogance, and when she sees her, hesitates for only an instant before taking action.

  Even in that instant when she appeared, there was a burst of murderous intent in her eyes, but later probably seeing the distinction between friend and foe, she withdrew that intention.

  It's still a strange feeling seeing this boy after all these years of singing.

  Abnormal is strange, Qing Ge retracts her gaze and turns around to leave.

  A gentle breeze swept across her face, lifting strands of hair into a dance, and an unusual aura faintly emerged in the air.

  The boy who had never spoken before slowly opened his mouth at the moment when Qing Ge turned around.

  "Girl, you can't escape!"

  Digression

  Thank you for the beautiful flowers!