Chapter 175: The Plan Begins

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

Donghai City, the top floor of the Forging Guild.

Ou Yezi stood in front of the forging furnace, taking the final piece of equipment out of the quenching liquid.

"Hiss—"

White steam rose, exuding the scorching heat unique to metal.

A set of pitch-black, smooth-lined light armor quietly lay on the forging table.

At the joints of the armor, several dark golden runes were dotted, emitting a faint glow.

[Phantom Gale Set (Epic)]

This was the Level 30 Epic set tailor-made for Thunder Swordsman Yasuo by Ou Yezi over the course of two days.

Zhou Huai's consciousness, residing within Ou Yezi, quickly inspected the set's attributes.

Effect 1: [Phantom], speed increased by 50%.

Effect 2: [Gale Twin Blades], consumes 200 mana points to summon two Clones inheriting 50% of the main body's attributes, lasting for ten minutes. Cool-down time is thirty minutes.

Effect 3: [Wings of Wind], consumes 500 mana points to generate a pair of wings composed of wind elements on the back, granting brief flight capability. Lasts for thirty minutes, flight speed is related to the agility attribute. Cool-down time is thirty minutes.

Zhou Huai's gaze primarily fell on the third effect.

Flight capability.

With this, the aerial advantage of Li Qiu's Silver Dragon would cease to exist.

…

Abyss of Mist, by the lake shore.

Yasuo quickly equipped the [Phantom Gale Set].

The cold armor conformed to his body, and a strong sense of power welled up spontaneously.

He then grasped the [Kingslayer's Edge], its blade flowing with dark golden brilliance.

His entire Aura instantly changed.

Zhou Huai checked Yasuo's current attribute panel.

[Clone Panel (Yasuo)]

[Profession: Unique Hidden Profession, S-Rank Thunder Sword Master]

[Rank: LV30 (56410 / 3248900)]

[Health Points: 10881 / 10881]

[Mana Points: 4290 / 4290]

[Strength: 658 + (220)]

[Agility: 1524 + (1305)]

[Stamina: 356 + (125)]

[Spirit: 288 + (120)]

[Attack Power: 20028]

[Physical Defense: 1056]

[Magic Resistance: 899]

Attack power officially achieved a Breakthrough past the twenty-thousand mark.

The agility attribute was even scarily high.

Although compared with Level 50 Professionals, there was still a gap in basic attributes.

But this gap was no longer an unsurpassable chasm.

Everything is ready.

Over these past two days, the members of the Eternal Night Guild had already quietly deployed in Donghai City.

An invisible giant net was slowly opening up.

Yasuo's class advancement challenge.

Tonight, it officially begins.

…

The night grew deep.

Donghai City shed the hustle and bustle of the day, donning a colorful neon coat.

Cold drizzle drifted down from the sky, dyeing the ground slippery and reflecting hazy light.

At the entrance of the "Splendid and Magnificent" nightclub.

Tianyu Guild's Luo Ming, supported by a frail-looking woman, staggered out.

He carried a strong smell of alcohol, wore a lecherous smile on his face, and his eyes wandered unscrupulously over the woman.

"Right… what was your name again?"

He burped from the alcohol.

"Xiaorong? Or Xiaoli?"

The woman raised her head. Under the dim light, her face appeared passable, and she glared at him with feigned Life Qi.

"Young Master Luo, you really know how to joke."

"What Xiaorong or Xiaoli, my name is clearly Xiaoqiao."

"Right, right, right! Xiaoqiao, Xiaoqiao."

Luo Ming patted his own head and accompanied it with a smiling face.

"Look at my memory, I might have drunk a bit too much."

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes flickering with a different kind of light in the night.

"No, Young Master Luo, you aren't drunk."

She leaned closer, her warm breath exhaling into Luo Ming's ear.

"Would you like to… go to my place and have a few more drinks?"

"At my home, I have a lot of good wine treasured away."

"I wonder if Young Master Luo would be willing to grace me with your presence?"

Luo Ming chuckled, the hand resting on the woman's waist moving restlessly.

"Since a beauty invites, how can there be any reason not to give face."

"Must go!"

He staggered over, wanting to pull open his car door.

"I'll drive you there!"

But the woman stopped him and shook her head.

"No need to drive, Young Master Luo."

"The place I live is very close to here; it's just a few steps away."

"Good, good, good, then I'll trouble Miss Xiaoqiao to lead the way."

Luo Ming smiled even more happily.

The two embraced, and their figures quickly disappeared into the shadows of the street corner.

Not long after.

The woman led Luo Ming into a dim and narrow alley.

There were no street lamps in the alley, and the air was filled with a damp, musty smell.

After twisting and turning, Luo Ming found himself led into a dead end.

Towering walls blocked the path on three sides.

He looked at the wall in front of him, then looked at the woman beside him who had quieted down, the smile on his face growing increasingly lewd.

"Miss Xiaoqiao, it seems there is no road here anymore, right?"

"Could it be… you like it outside?"

"Hehehe… But to be honest, I also quite like playing outside…"

However, this time, the woman did not respond to him.

She just stood quietly there; in the darkness, her expression could not be seen.

The next second.

A cold flash suddenly lit up!

The woman pulled a highly toxic-coated short blade from her waist at an unknown time, and without the slightest warning, she fiercely stabbed at Luo Ming's heart!

The action was swift and vicious!

Facing this sudden fatal sneak attack, Luo Ming's face, however, showed not the slightest bit of surprise.

Even the drunkenness in his eyes vanished without a trace in this instant.

He only sneered.

"Finally couldn't help making a move?"

He didn't even dodge.

Allowing that poison-tempered short blade to pierce toward his chest.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound.

The short blade seemed to stab onto hard steel, unable to advance even an inch further.

A layer of gray, rock-like shield surfaced on Luo Ming's body at some unknown time, protecting him tightly.

The woman's pupils constricted, her wrist shook, and she wanted to withdraw the blade and retreat.

How could Luo Ming give her this chance?

With a backhand grab, his action was as fast as lightning, precisely clamping onto the woman's wrist.

Then, he flung her outwards fiercely!

"Bang!"

The woman's petite body, like a kite with a broken string, was fiercely smashed against the wall behind her, producing a muffled thud.

Struggling, she climbed up from the ground, a trace of fresh blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Luo Ming unhurriedly straightened his collar and dusted off the non-existent dust on his body.

He looked at the woman not far away, a cat-and-mouse smile hanging on his face.

"I really didn't expect that within this Donghai City, there would still be someone who dares to make a move against me."

"Your strength is not bad, but unfortunately, you clearly underestimated me."

The woman wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, her gaze remaining cold.

Her figure lowered, and like a nimble leopard, she rushed toward Luo Ming once again.

Right at this moment.

A hand reached out from the darkness behind her, gently resting on her shoulder.

A flat voice rang out in the alley.

"You've worked hard."

"I'll leave this guy to me to deal with next."

"You can fall back."

The woman's forward-rushing body suddenly halted.

She glanced back, without the slightest hesitation, respectfully nodded, and her figure quickly retreated into the darkness of the alley entrance, disappearing from sight.

Luo Ming watched this scene and raised an eyebrow.

The smile on his face grew even more intense.

"I was wondering why Miss Xiaoqiao had such big guts, turns out she had a helper."

With both hands in his pockets, his posture was relaxed.

"However, it doesn't matter."

"No matter how many people come, tonight, all of you must die!"