Nan Xing stared, as if urging Sikong Haoxuan to hurry up and get to the topic he wanted to know. However, Sikong Haoxuan continued to say nonchalantly, "Nan Xing, have you heard of the Blood Pirates?"

Although Nan Xing was dissatisfied that Sikong Haoxuan had said something irrelevant, the Blood Pirates still aroused his interest, "The Blood Pirates are rumored to be a gang of thieves that rose to prominence ten years ago, and this gang acted in a cruel manner, hence the name Blood Pirates."

Nan Xing obviously did not know much about the Blood Bandits, and Sikong Haoxuan did not explain too much, quietly saying, "A few days ago, I peeked at the secret letter in the old man's study, and the Blood Bandits came to the Imperial Capital not long ago. Although it's only a small group of fifty people, they definitely have something up their sleeves, so the city guards have been watching them and haven't made a move. Today, we will go to meet this Blood Pirate Regiment that is famous throughout the empire."

The faint red dou qi that covered Nan Xing's entire body suddenly disappeared, and it was evident that Sikong Haoxuan's words had caused his mind and soul to be shaken to no small degree. Nan Xing felt helpless at such bold behavior of Sikong Haoxuan, not only peeking at the secret letter of the family head, but also intending to drill into the net laid down by the city guards. Looking at Sikong Haoxuan, who had already walked out of the room, Nan Xing had no choice but to quickly follow.

Although Sikong Haoxuan's use of his powerful soul power was limited, the soul fluctuations in a ten feet square circle could still be clearly mapped in his sea of mind. Within a ten feet square, as long as it was a living creature, it could not escape the perception of Sikong Haoxuan's soul. Relying on his powerful soul sensing, he brought Nan Xing to easily avoid the tight guards in the Sikong Mansion, and slipped out of the Sikong Mansion which was like a huge labyrinth.

Looking at the tall wall of the Sikong Mansion, Nan Xing really could not imagine that he had just walked out of the Sikong Mansion, one of the Four Great Families of the Imperial Capital, as if he was taking a stroll without any pause.

Closely leaning against the root of the wall, Sikong Haoxuan quietly said, "Stay close to me, if we let the city guards discover us, it will be unexplainable."

Closely following Sikong Haoxuan who was actually drilling towards the corners of the walls and the shadows, Nan Xing was certain in his heart that Sikong Haoxuan had traveled this route more than once, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be so familiar with it.

After passing through three streets, Sikong Haoxuan stopped at the root of a wall outside a family's courtyard. Turning back, he leaned close to Nan Xing's ear, ''This household, has been requisitioned by the city guards. This courtyard has the least number of watchers, we must go in from here to be able to penetrate to the courtyard where the Blood Pirates live."

"Wait for me here." After quietly instructing Nan Xing, Sikong Haoxuan's figure shifted and had already crossed inside the courtyard. Although Sikong Haoxuan had not obtained the method of utilizing his internal energy in his previous life, he had also comprehended some techniques of utilizing his abilities over the past few years.

Nan Xing's eyes stared at the location where Sikong Haoxuan had disappeared, filled with horror. At this moment, Nan Xing realized that Sikong Haoxuan not only knew those weird "magic", but also had martial arts skills. Such a fact obviously made Nan Xing unable to accept it for a short period of time, and his gaze was a bit dull.

A few moments later, the courtyard door opened, after Sikong Haoxuan flashed out, he very quickly dragged Nan Xing, who was still in a state of stagnation, into the courtyard.

Standing in the courtyard, looking at the five soldiers who fell to the ground, Nan Xing's heart couldn't help but start to get nervous, killing the city guards, if this is caught it is going to kill his head. At the critical moment, Nan Xing who had only stepped into half of the path of killing, his mind was completely out of control and was swayed by his emotions, he did not realize that the soldiers who fell on the ground were merely knocked out by Sikong Haoxuan.

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Staring at Sikong Haoxuan who was digging holes in the wall, Nan Xing could not continue to remain silent, his emotions were beginning to seriously affect his mind which was already broken, "Young Lord, jumping over is just that, why go through so much trouble digging holes?"

Sikong Haoxuan raised his head and gave Nan Xing a deep look, "Jump over? The Blood Pirates are surrounded by a battalion of city guards, at this angle, jumping over would be discovered. Nan Xing, you should continue to cultivate now to calm your mind, if you leave a permanent break today, then it won't be easy to make up for it in the future."

Sikong Haoxuan's words were like a pot of cool water on the head to make Nan Xing awake, after looking up at the starry sky for a few moments, Nan Xing closed his eyes, his body flickered with a faint reddish glow, he finally managed to make up for the briefly appearing break in his mind.

"Follow me." Sikong Haoxuan threw the dagger in his hand behind his spatial ring and drilled into the dug-through wall.

There was not a single sound in the silent courtyard. The blue moon in the air, too, hid in the clouds, and with only a few hidden stars in the air, it was unable to illuminate the pitch-black earth.

Lurking in the grass in front of a large house, Sikong Haoxuan pressed against Nan Xing's ear, "In the darkness, can you see?"

Nan Xing's spirit was clearly at its best at this time, and hearing Sikong Haoxuan's words, he merely nodded. Having reached the rank four martial artist level, Nan Xing had long possessed the ability to see at night.

Sikong Haoxuan pointed towards the large house in front of him, "Where face lurks the fifty men of the Blood Bandit Regiment, in a moment you will follow me in, all you have to do is to try your best to see my movements clearly."

Without giving Nan Xing any chance to inquire, Si Kong Haoxuan pulled Nan Xing up and quickly approached the big house. Nan Xing felt a warm current from Sikong Haoxuan's palm, flowing into his body, his body was so light that it gave Nan Xing the illusion that he was floating.

Pushing the door violently, the door latch snapped noiselessly under Sikong Haoxuan's powerful internal force. Inside the house, no one made a sound, but the sound of daggers being sheathed was unceasing. Evidently, the house was by no means a group of rabble, but a group of truly murderous and disciplined team of thieves, the daggers in their hands did not show a trace of reflection, obviously the daggers were already sheathed, but the daggers in their hands seemed to merge into the darkness of the house, with only a faint silhouette.

Nan Xing leaned against the door frame, his eyes barely able to keep up with Sikong Haoxuan's movements at this moment, only to see him driving a trail of residual shadows, skimming in front of one thief after another, and the sound of his throat bones cracking almost made the newly stabilized mind collapse again.

Although Sikong Haoxuan had not obtained any martial arts skills in his previous life, he had participated in the Siberian Death Training Camp and was incomparably proficient in killing techniques, and with the assistance of his internal force, these killing techniques became a terrifying martial art.

Nan Xing wasn't a child who hadn't seen blood and dead people before, having lived with his father in the most vicious battlefields of the empire since he was a child, he had long been accustomed to killing people. However, at this moment, Sikong Haoxuan's killing techniques caused chills to run down Nan Xing's spine. Nan Xing was certain in his heart that there was absolutely no similar killing technique in the continent.

Inside the room, only a few thieves' eyes were able to capture Sikong Haoxuan's true figure in the shadows, and although their hearts shivered at the strange speed, the daggers in their hands continued to fiercely slash at the figure that was being deceived by their own eyes. In vain, the knot in his throat was still crushed by Sikong Haoxuan's extremely fast hand.

At this moment, Sikong Haoxuan's face was calm to the point of trembling, and he would occasionally reveal an inexplicable smile as he moved, as if he was playing and chatting with a friend, he hadn't experienced this kind of wonderful flavor for a long, long time.

The last thief lay down with unwilling eyes, fifty elite blood thieves who had been running the empire for ten years passed away just like that.

Without even looking at the thieves who had fallen to the ground, he pulled up Nan Xing, who was still leaning against the doorframe with a slight realization, and flashed back the way he came with great speed.

The purpose had been achieved, so don't hesitate for a second if you can leave quickly. If things were to be exposed this time, and the fourth young master of the Sikong family was involved with the Blood Thieves and did something to silence them, that would be something that even a hundred mouths couldn't explain.