Divine Harem: My Sect of Heavenly Beauties

Ning Xi asked, looking at the hole in worry.

"She will. Don\'t forget who she is, not to mention Master will keep her safe."

Lan Ming said, looking around the save.

"There are two paths. What to do?"

Song Junwan asked.

"I\'ll go in one, you two can continue in this one."

Ning Xi said, as she started walking towards the other path leading to some unknown parts of the cave.

"Sure. Be careful, though."

Lan Ming and Song Junwan had no problem with that as they knew Ning Xi was more than capable to roam alone.

The two sisters then entered the other path as they descended on the rocky path. The cave slowly started getting wider which helped them, but they also kept their guard up for a sneak attack.

Just after walking for over a minute, they found themselves in a giant hall similiar to the previous they had visited. It was also dim lit, but contrary to the previous hall, this one had many weapons and others things which were most likely used for the training of Assassins.

Lan Ming narrowed her eyes as she spread her Spirit Sense around the hall, quickly detecting a few presence. She smiled as she thought.

\'Well, atleast I\'m not complete useless in this aspect. It\'s just her and that tutor of hers who are abnormal.\'

"Come out, there is no need to play hide and seek."

Lan Ming\'s voice echoed in the hall as they saw many spots shifting slightly. She was going to take out her sword when Song Junwan placed her hand on her shoulders. She stopped and looked back at her sister.

"It\'s fine. You can go ahead while I play with these kids. I\'ll catch up to you in a few minutes. Make sure you have defeated your target by then."

Song Junwan smiled at her.

"Very well then. I\'ll defeat whoever I find but it\'ll be difficult to keep them alive."

Lan Ming furrowed her brows, as she thought about the problem. They needed the top echelon alive to extract information from them, which was very important for them so they couldn\'t just kill them.

"It\'s fine. Master did say he\'ll find a way no matter what do you can go all out. I\'m sure he has a way to get answers from dead."

Song Junwan tapped her finger ring as she smiled. While all of this talking, the two women had completely ignored the fact there were many assassins surroundings them. Or at least, they behaved like that.

Suddenly, a arrow came hurling its way towards Song Junwan. Its speed so great that naked eyes wouldn\'t be able to follow it all. In just a second it was already close to Song Junwan\'s forehead.

However, there was no concern on Song Junwan\'s face as she simply waved her hand, producing a curved blade which easily deflected the incoming arrow.

Soon, two more such curved blades came out as they joined together to form a circle and began to rotate behind Song Junwan. She smiled at Lan Ming and said.

"Go and do your work. I\'m also getting a little impatient here."

Lan Ming nodded and took a step forward, sensing a barrage of arrows coated in poison coming at her. However, she didn\'t do anything and continued walking.

The three blades rotating behind Song Junwan dissembled and shot at the arrows, cutting and throwing all of the away, making a clear pass for Lan Ming.

Lan Ming walked leisurely towards the other end of the hall where she could see another exit, which led to somewhere else.

Ying Yue had told them that the facility was actually like a ant nest, spread wide and into many complicated tunnels. However, due to the tunnels being filled with strange Spiritual Creatures, the organisation had to close them and have a small area which was straightforward to navigate.

That was why she just ignored the attacked coming at her and entered the tunnel, hoping to find her opponent on the other side.

Song Junwan just stood on her spot as the three golden blades danced in the air, deflecting and neutralizing every attack coming at her.

\'Hmm, all of the are at Foundation Realm. This is too easy, but oh well. Let\'s play a little.\'

Song Junwan sighed and clicked her fingers as the golden curved blades once again assembled into a wheel type structure, having the handles connected with each other.

"You guys must be feeling very hot down here, right? Let me fan you a little."

Song Junwan smiled, coating the blades with her Qi even more as they began to rotate rapidly, making dust rise and fill the hall. The blades then began to emit a golden glow which illuminated the whole hall, revealing the position of everyone.

"This hasn\'t ended yet."

Song Junwan waved her hand forward as the fan formed by the blades shot towards one of the Assassins who was hiding behind a small rock.

The Assassin was frightened and tried to get away but the rotation of Blades created a suction force which made him stumble forward. Just then, the blades descended on him and ended his life.

Seizing the opportunity that Song Junwan was far away from her weapons, one of the Assassins attacked her from behind, hoping to get a clean cut but a delicate hand reached towards him and caught the dagger.

"You are too slow."

A chilling voice resounded as the Assassin\'s face morphed into that of huge agony behind the mask, feeling his bones being crushed by the delicate hand holding his wrist.

Song Junwan held the Assassin\'s hand and shook her head as she thought.

\'Did they train everyone differently or what? How come Sister Yue is so monstrous in endurance and they can\'t even ensure the pain of bones being crushed into powder? Truly disappointing.\'

Song Junwan was actually excited to fight people like Ying Yue, but she was thoroughly disappointed. She had spared with Ying Yue a few times and knew her limits, while the assassins she were fighting were way below her.

She waved her hand as the blade shot towards her, leaving a sonic boom. She smiled and placed the Assassin in the path of blades.

The blades were unstoppable and pierced the Assassins body with the immense force and speed, making a big hole in his torso.

"Tsk!"

Song Junwan clicked her tongue as she jumped backwards, avoiding the gory stuff. She even jerked her blades to get rid of the blood.

"2 done, 10 remaining."

While Song Junwan was fighting the remaining Assassins of the base, Lan Ming proceeded to entered deeper and deeper into the base\'s layer. She encountered many tunnels and cave, which were small and led to different places. Some of them were closed while some were open to use.

But she ignored them and continued moving forward in the big tunnel. She kept her senses on full alert, especially after what happened with Bian Lu and often tested if there were any traps.

In fact, She encountered many traps which would have killed even Foundation Realm practitioners. However, because of her Nascent Soul, she could detect everything and easily passed through them.

Just then, she felt a bad feeling as if her whole self was in a danger. It was chilling and filled her heart with a strange feeling of dread.

\'Ah! So, this is the Nascent Soul Realm.\'

However, she didn\'t panic and simply drew her crimson blood red sword, coating it with her Qi as she slashed forward at empty air, however it wasn\'t completely empty a second later.

Her surroundings turned vaccum for a moment, before the winds seemingly became solid and punched at her. A fist made of winds, covering all the area of the tunnel punched at her, leaving her no place to dodge. The only way aside from facing it head on was to back away.

"Heh, puny tricks."

Lan Ming snorted and with a perfect vertical slash, cut the fist in half with her blood red sword. It sliced so smoothly as if she was cutting a tofu.

The tunnel around her cracked under the immense pressure and some debris fell from the ceiling which she dodged by jumping forward.

\'Phew! I wanted to say that for such a long time.\'

Lan Ming smiled confidentially and walked forward in the tunnel, expecting more attacks but none came to obstruct her path.

A few seconds later, she once again reached huge dimly lit room which was mostly empty aside from a small hill of bones.

On top of the hill of bones, a throne was made using the same bones and atop that throne, a beautiful lady sat. Her cold eyes looking down at Lan Ming with utter indifference.

Unlike other assassins, she didn\'t cover her face with a Mask and lived in open.