Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 286

Chapter 286 Ma Pingfan’s Death

“Boss, do you have sesame paste?” A man in a black hood pushed the door open and entered, and the aroma of sesame oil hit him in the face.

“Yes, how much do you want?” The waiter greeted the customer warmly. He did not find the man’s attire strange. The imperial city of Xuanji Kingdom was a mixed bag, and there were all kinds of strange people.

“Pack two bottles, one bottle with two taels, and the other bottle with two

taels as well.” The waiter thought the guest’s words were really interesting. He was just about to make a joke with the guest when he felt someone patting his shoulder.

He turned around and found that it was the shopkeeper who always had a smiling face.

“I will serve this guest, you can go down.”

“Yes.”

The shopkeeper gave the hooded man an apologetic smile: “You are new here and don’t know the rules. What else do you want besides two bottles of sesame paste?”

“Five pieces of red fermented bean curd and one piece of white fermented bean curd, packed together.”

The shopkeeper was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Their store, ostensibly selling grain and oil, was actually a small branch of the killer organization Death Bell Tower in Xuanji Kingdom.

The Bell Tower is mysterious. Only cultivators who have wandered the dark for years could know about such places and the incisions.

The two bottles of sesame paste were said to be incisions, indicating that business had arrived. The waiter was new and didn’t understand the meaning, so the shopkeeper sent him away to avoid upsetting the customer.

Fermented bean curd corresponds to the assassination target’s level: one red piece represents the Qi Training stage, two pieces represent the Foundation Establishment stage, and so on, until five pieces represent the Spiritual Transformation stage.

White fermented bean curd is a specific level, with one piece representing the Early Stage.

This customer wants to kill a powerful being in the Early Stage of Spiritual Transformation! The shopkeeper

has been in this business for decades, but this is the first time he’s seen such a large order.

He received notice from above that the Bell Tower headquarters has relocated to the Immortal Dynasty, and all disciples must report there. He didn’t expect to receive such a large order before his departure.

“Any questions?” Yu Feng asked.

“As long as you can offer the price, it’s no problem,” the shopkeeper said with even greater enthusiasm.

Whether Yu Feng’s words were true or not was irrelevant. The Bell Tower always received full payment before doing anything. Whether or not the work was done was another matter. First, the money had to be paid

. The Bell Tower had also done many things for money without any results.

Yu Feng produced two storage rings.

“What are these?” the shopkeeper wanted to know what was inside.

“According to your rules, you only hand over the storage rings to your superiors for their decision. You have no right to know what’s inside.”

“I’m being rude.”

The shopkeeper knew the man before him was likely a powerful being. To be able to produce the kind of wealth that could kill a Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivator, he must also be a Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivator.

This involved the entanglement of a Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivator, and he, a mere disciple at the end of the Bell Tower, didn’t dare wade into such murky waters.

…

After being reported through various levels of government, the two storage rings were handed to a Spiritual Transformation Stage assassin.

He opened one of the rings.

“Is this… a cultivation technique?” The Spiritual Transformation Stage assassin had thought it was a spirit stone, but he hadn’t realized it was a cultivation technique.

“Could it be a technique that can be cultivated to the Fusion Stage?”

He casually flipped through two pages, then, as if he had seen a ghost, his hand trembled and he flung the technique aside.

It was his technique.

“This, this is impossible!” The usually calm man lost control of his emotions.

His technique was a secret among secrets, known only to the OP. But how could the OP have the heart to play such a joke on him?

He took a few breaths, then suddenly remembered the other ring.

“It must be a coincidence. The other ring couldn’t possibly contain my technique as well. Yes, it should just be two techniques for cultivating to the Spiritual Transformation Stage, nothing more.”

The Spiritual Transformation cultivator found he couldn’t open the other ring.

He tried several times, only to discover that it had a special restriction. Unaware of the method, opening it rashly would only damage the storage ring.

The technique issue was a thorn in his throat, and he couldn’t rest until it was resolved.

The assassin had no choice but to seek out the OP. The

OP, the Death Bell OP, had reached the Fusion Stage.

“Is this really possible?” The OP piqued by his subordinate’s report; he had never heard of such a thing.

“Well, there’s no restriction. It’s easy to open.” The host easily opened the storage ring that the killer couldn’t.

Another storage ring also contained a manual.

The host flipped through a few pages, his face darkening with murderous intent: “You… didn’t see what’s inside?”

This was his manual.

The killer, feeling as if he’d fallen into an icy cave, quickly explained that he truly couldn’t open the ring.

The host also felt the killer wasn’t so foolish. If he could open it, why would he bother with him?

In fact, the host was even more frightened than the killer, as only he knew his manual.

“This is a threat,” the host pondered for a long time before finally coming to a conclusion.

The host didn’t harbor any ill intentions toward the mysterious customer, only deep fear. “

I know your manual. You have to accept this deal, whether you want or not.

” “Let me see the ring in your hand.” The host noticed that the killer could open the ring, but he couldn’t.

The host then realized that both rings were restricted, requiring only those who practiced specific manuals to open them.

In other words, these two rings were meant for them.

“What a brilliant spatial art.”

The spatial art of the Tonggu World is nearly lost, even those at the Fusion Stage are unfamiliar with it.

“It seems this senior is a kind person,” the host said with a smile. He already considered the mysterious customer a hidden master, a status no less than that of a Celestial Supreme.

Facing a master of this caliber, what’s the point of being nervous and fearful? Can you really resist?

“What do you mean?” the killer was confused.

The host smiled mockingly. “Try to guess. If you open this ring and see my technique, can I let you escape alive?”

The killer shuddered, yet at the same time, a surge of gratitude rose towards the mysterious customer.

“Since Senior is unavailable, I, the Death Bell Tower, will do it for you.”

“Kill whom?” The killer then remembered that he only knew to kill a Spiritual Transformation cultivator, but not who, and the mysterious customer hadn’t said anything.

“Ma Pingfan.”

Four large characters were written on the last page of the host’s technique.

Kill Ma Pingfan.

…

Ma Pingfan awoke from his meditation and stretched. He felt that Xuanji Country was a good place.

A perfect place to practice the Devouring Technique.

“If I can practice the Devouring Technique, I’m sure I can break through to the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation.” Ma Pingfan realized he had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and needed help.

“I don’t think you’ll survive until the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation,” a sinister voice echoed in Ma Pingfan’s ears.

“Who?” Ma Pingfan was wary. To be able to hide this from him, the other party must also be a Spiritual Transformation cultivator.

Ma Pingfan noticed something and turned his head sharply to see an old man sitting with his legs crossed, leisurely sipping tea. A Spiritual Transformation Stage assassin waited on him like a servant.

Ma Pingfan took two steps back and leaned against the wall.

He forced a smile and clasped his fists together, saying, “So it’s Master of the Death Bell Tower. I’m sorry for not welcoming you. I wonder if Master…”

“Come on, stop it. I’m not one for formalities.” Master of the Death Bell Tower waved his hand impatiently. “Just hurry up. How do you want to die?”

“Master, I wonder if Master Xuehe knows about this?” To save his life, Ma Pingfan addressed Master Xuehe as “Master,” creating a closer relationship. Master

of the Death Bell Tower sneered, “Do I need Master Xuehe’s permission to kill you?”

Ma Pingfan was terrified. Master of the Death Bell Tower wouldn’t even give Master Xuehe face, his murderous intent determined.

He cried out, “You can’t do this. Master Xuehe wouldn’t…”

“Don’t bother. Since you don’t choose how to die, I’ll choose one for you.”

Master of the Death Bell Tower gulped down his tea and flung the cup away.

The teacups transformed into thousands of flying knives, slicing away at Ma Pingfan’s bones and flesh until he was reduced to a skeleton.

“Let’s go. I hope you’re satisfied.”

The Death Bell Tower Master stood up, and the Spiritualization Stage assassin followed closely behind.

After today, he became the Tower Master’s trusted confidant.

(End of this chapter)