I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 1249: 1248: The Assassin's Assassination, Battle with the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 1249: Chapter 1248: The Assassin’s Assassination, Battle with the Immortal Emperor

“Manager Yue misunderstood, we’re just exchanging ideas,” Steward Wang smiled, then turned to Xu Zimei, restraining his smile.

He said indifferently, “Out of respect for Yueyang Tower, I’ll let you live a few more days.”

After Steward Wang spoke, he left with all his people.

In Yueyang Tower, they truly didn’t dare fight.

And the previous Manager Yue continued to smile at Xu Zimei, saying, “Little brother, you owe me a favor, I saved you.”

“You didn’t save me; you saved them,” Xu Zimei said calmly.

“Little brother who doesn’t understand sentiment,” Manager Yue didn’t mind, continued smiling.

“Oh right, let me divulge some news: the Wang Family might consider their reputation and won’t kill you themselves.

But they might hire assassins from Yueyang Tower.”

“Doesn’t matter,” Xu Zimei said.

Yueyang Tower prohibits fighting, but its assassins can carry out assassination missions here.

This is the rule of Yueyang Tower.

Returning to the second floor with Zhan Ju, Zhan Ju appeared worried; after all, the King’s City is the Wang Family’s stronghold.

No one wanted the fish to die and the net to break.

“We’re going to the Wang Family tomorrow,” Zhan Ju said.

“Can we see the Immortal Emperor?” Xu Zimei casually asked while polishing the Tyrant Shadow.

“No, at most you’ll meet the Family Head of the Wang Family,” Zhan Ju said with a bitter smile.

How could the Immortal Emperor, such an existence, be easily met by anyone?

“Is the Immortal Emperor in the Wang Family?” Xu Zimei asked.

“We don’t know that; we only see the Immortal Emperor when the two families go to war each time,” Zhan Ju replied.

“Tomorrow at the Wang Family, just follow my instructions,” Xu Zimei said.

“I’ll deal with the Immortal Emperor; as for the Wang Family, that’s your Lv Clan’s own affair.”

“Rest assured, as long as the Immortal Emperor doesn’t intervene, we’re not inferior to the Wang Family,” Zhan Ju vowed confidently.

In the end, Zhan Ju hesitantly asked, “Are you also an Emperor?”

“Won’t you know tomorrow?” Xu Zimei said.

“Everyone should stay inside Yueyang Tower today to avoid Wang Family’s retaliation.”

“The Wang Family shouldn’t act against us; you should be careful,” Zhan Ju replied.

Xu Zimei shrugged, and after parting ways with Zhan Ju, he walked out of Yueyang Tower directly.

These days, the Wang and Lv families are marrying, making King’s City extremely lively; he wanted to stroll through King’s City.

Speaking of the Immortal Sword Body, it reminded him of someone.

Earlier, when they were in Heavenly Saint Academy in the Mortal Domain, they encountered a girl whom Xie Changliu took as a disciple.

However, after briefly teaching, they came to the Ghost God Realm and separated from the girl.

The girl possessed the Immortal Sword Body, likely of the same race as the Immortal Emperor.

After pondering for a moment, Xu Zimei had reached the busiest street in King’s City.

Within the city, all hotels operated by the Wang Family were free these days; lion dances, flying dragons, and various programs were endless.

The city was bustling, and no one expected the impending danger.

In the never-ending crowd, Xu Zimei was sitting by the street when suddenly a woman bumped into him.

The woman seemed accidental in her collision, her face filled with panic; a typical person would instinctively support her at this moment.

But Xu Zimei remained motionless, just silently watching the woman.

Th𝙞𝘴 𝐜h𝒶p𝓉ℯr 𝑖ṡ p𝘰𝙨𝑡ҽ𝒅 b𝖞 𝓀𝙞ṯ𝙚𝑛◎𝕧𝕖|

The woman was slightly stunned, eventually falling before Xu Zimei.

“Sorry, sir,” the woman hastily stood up and apologized.

“It’s alright,” Xu Zimei slightly shook his head, smiled, “Your sleeve’s short dagger fell out.”

The woman froze for a moment, instinctively glanced down, but quickly realized the truth.

With cold sweat streaming, she looked at Xu Zimei in horror.

“An assassin from Yueyang Tower?” Xu Zimei chuckled twice, “This assassination method isn’t very clever.”

In desperation, the woman exposed the dagger in her sleeve and thrust it at Xu Zimei.

Killer instinct condensed at the dagger’s tip, piercing through the void.

However, in the next instant, with a “bang,” the female assassin was directly slapped away.

With a “boom” sound, the female assassin’s body crashed onto a nearby eave.

The eave collapsed, her head burst like a watermelon, brain matter splattered.

Such terrifying power with just a slap.

“Go notify Yueyang Tower, let them collect her corpse,” Xu Zimei said lightly to the stunned onlookers.

The tone as relaxed as if he had killed just an ant.

Stepping over the woman’s body, Xu Zimei wandered around the city, returning to Yueyang Tower in the afternoon.

Upon entering Yueyang Tower, he immediately sensed something was amiss with the atmosphere.

The entire Yueyang Tower was empty, even the maids were nowhere to be found; only a man in a dragon robe sat by the window, drinking by himself.

The quietness was somewhat frightening, as if even a needle drop could be heard.

Xu Zimei glanced at the drinking man, about to head upstairs.

The other party spoke, “Won’t you have a drink?”

Xu Zimei halted, closed his eyes to feel, then slowly said, “As far as I know, there’s only one Emperor in King’s City.

The Immortal Emperor.”

“Where do you come from?” The drinking man asked, laughing.

“Does it matter?”

“Not really, I want to know what happened to the esteemed Sage Lv?” The man asked again.

“Dead,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Are you willing to wade into this mess for a dead person?” The man asked once more.

“What mess? Do you think merely the Wang Family or rabble like you are worthy?” Xu Zimei chuckled.

“Your tone is bold; I just wonder if your strength matches,” the Immortal Emperor restrained his smile.

The wine jar in his hand shattered, with countless wine spilling out.

The wine coagulated in the void, with a powerful force within, solidifying the void.

That’s the presence of the Immortal.

What is Immortal, traversing through millennia, witnessing the change of eras, only Immortality remains, everlasting.

The Immortal Emperor lightly pointed, and all the wine surged toward Xu Zimei.

This power was strong, with a single drop piercing the void, crossing the Immortal Profound Meaning.

The wine resembled a dragon, piercing through, Divine Might sweeping across.

Xu Zimei raised Tyrant Shadow to shield himself.

The powerful force penetrated Tyrant Shadow, directly entering his body, circulating a Grand Circulation.

All his bones emitted cracking sounds.

Xu Zimei’s figure retreated several steps, crashing into the stair handrail on the second floor.

“Interesting,” Xu Zimei chuckled.

With a wave, he absorbed the Immortal Profound Meaning within his body.

“Both are Emperors, haven’t battled in a long time,” the Immortal Emperor stood up, the surrounding force continuously vibrating the void.

“That’s a coincidence, I’ve killed so many Emperors that I can’t count with one hand,” Xu Zimei also smiled.