Chapter 479 - 314: The Soaring Luck Power, Re-stipulation of the Ancient Covenant!

Chapter 479: Chapter 314: The Soaring Luck Power, Re-stipulation of the Ancient Covenant!

Yunxiao City.

In the face of Jiang Yuan’s current strength, a mere distance of thousands of miles, can be traversed in an instant.

After entering the transmission channel, Jiang Yuan took out a bronze mask.

This was the mask left behind by the assassin from the Heaven Killing Pavilion.

It has the effect of concealing and altering one’s qi movement, Jiang Yuan had casually taken this item when he had blasted Zhao Mang into charred remains with a single thunderbolt.

The effect of this bronze mask is not less than that of a spiritual treasure.

As soon as Jiang Yuan wore the bronze mask, he immediately felt a cryptic message from it.

[Do you wish to bind this mask?]

Jiang Yuan was taken aback.

Could the rumors be true?

That obtaining any mask, be it bronze, silver, or gold.

Could make one a member of the Heaven Killing Pavilion, registered as an assassin?

Feeling the request from the bronze mask, Jiang Yuan quickly fell into contemplation.

The Heaven Killing Pavilion, in this world, is infinitely mysterious and has an ancient lineage.

Since ancient times, the Heaven Killing Pavilion has been active in everyone’s sight.

Even today, this power is still active, having thrived for over a million years, its strength is undeniable.

If that rumor was true, it’s no wonder Heaven Killing Pavilion has existed for so long.

With demand, there is a purpose to Heaven Killing Pavilion’s existence.

Anyone who gets a token like this mask could become an assassin of the Heaven Killing Pavilion, allowing for continuous preservation.

Considering this, Jiang Yuan was tempted. Having an additional identity may not be a bad thing.

Moreover, his Third Senior Brother was also the vice Pavilion Master of the Heaven Killing Pavilion.

If a real problem arose, he could seek help from his Third Senior Brother.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Yuan immediately made up his mind.

Responding quietly to the mask’s request, Jiang Yuan agreed.

[Yes!]

[Detection in progress…]

[Detected the qi movement of the mask owner’s killer, satisfying the requirements for binding, initiating the process of recognizing the master!]

The next moment, Jiang Yuan immediately felt a connection being established with the bronze mask.

The spirit of the instrument transmitted a fluctuation instantly.

Codename: Xuan Jiu!

Congratulations, Xuan Jiu!

You can use this bronze mask to directly view or receive assassination missions.

The missions you can accept are all displayed now.

At the same time.

Another fluctuation transmitted over, Eighth Earth is requesting to communicate with you.

Jiang Yuan was immediately surprised.

This Heaven Killing Pavilion, is no simple matter!

A bronze mask alone allows access to all intelligence, and even communication across countless miles. It was like a vast network covering various parts.

The bronze mask was the most basic node.

Further up were the silver and gold masks.

As well as the Pavilion Master and several vice Pavilion Masters.

In response to the request, Jiang Yuan agreed immediately.

A gender-neutral voice appeared in Jiang Yuan’s ears.

“Congratulations, Xuan Jiu! No matter where you got the bronze mask from, as long as you let it recognize you as its master, it signifies that you’re now a new member of our Heaven Killing Pavilion.”

“Your information is unknown to anyone, Eighth Earth – Xuan Jiu will be your codename from now on.”

“From now on, you can directly accept assassination missions, and 80% of the reward belongs to you.”

“Every three years, there will be an examination mission for you. Passing will allow you to retain your status but failing the mission will result in loosening the mask’s binding to you.”

After saying these words, Jiang Yuan felt that Eighth Earth had disconnected to him.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the assassination mission that appeared before him.

Assassinate… a first-level Dharma Realm, reward of 500 top-grade spiritual stones.

Assassinate… a fifth-level Dharma Realm, reward of 1500 top-grade spiritual stones.

Assassinate… an eight-level Dharma Realm, reward of 5000 top-grade spiritual stones.

Jiang Yuan saw one mission after another appearing in his sight, and then disappearing one by one, which mean they had been picked up by someone else.

After briefly viewing most of the missions, Jiang Yuan was left astonished.

This price was indeed enticing.

No wonder the Heaven Killing Pavilion has lasted for so long.

If he ever needed spiritual stones in the future, this could be a good source.

However, right now, he was focused on harvesting Luck Power.

Thinking of the Luck Power on Dugu Bo, Qu Qing, and Yun Muyao, Jiang Yuan’s heart was filled with a burning desire.

The next moment.

He no longer paid attention to the bronze mask and disappeared in a flash.

Earth-Origin City.

This city was some distance from Heavenly Origin City, and was also slightly smaller in scale.

Jiang Yuan, wearing the bronze mask, stepped out of the space channel.

Seeing this, some people were immediately shocked: “An assassin from the Heaven Killing Pavilion?”

Jiang Yuan glanced around, the silver-armored blade-wielding man just glanced at Jiang Yuan once, and then ignored him.

As expected!

Jiang Yuan sighed in relief in his heart.

After changing his qi movement, they cannot recognize my true identity.

However, it could also be that the influence of that Ancestral Master from the Qin Family is limited.

In any case, at present, this guise of mine is extremely safe, next time I can try going to Heavenly Origin City.

The trip to the Holy Institute from Heavenly Origin City will be a bit closer.

The next moment.

Jiang Yuan moved and then flew towards the city gate.

“What a fast speed, truly deserving of being a bronze assassin of the Heaven Killing Pavilion!”

Someone exclaimed.

Holy Institute.

Soon after, Jiang Yuan saw the small Holy Institute.

It seemed insignificant but it was one of the top powers of the human race.

Dugu Bo, who was still fishing in the courtyard, suddenly looked surprised.

“Why has this little guy come to the Holy Institute again?”

“Just as well, let’s have a chat.”

A little later.

Jiang Yuan stepped into the courtyard.

[Name]: Dugu Bo

[Realm]: Ninth Layer of Saint Realm

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