I Can See Through Everything

I Can See Through Everything

When Lu Qing left the Netherworld Palace’s stronghold, he had already collected all the rewards for his missions.

Along with that, his assassination rank had also risen to Class C.

After he departed, the cloudy-eyed old man’s expression grew solemn.

“Less than a month, and he’s already completed ten Class D missions and advanced to Class C? No wonder he was able to slay Cang Jue. Still, just what is the purpose of such an anomaly entering our Netherworld Palace?”

As someone with no small status within the Netherworld Palace, the old man naturally already knew of Lu Qing’s astonishing performance in the Trial Space not long ago.

Yet he hadn’t expected Lu Qing to complete ten Class D missions in a single month, pushing his assassination rank straight to Class C in one go.

“So eager to raise his assassin rank… what exactly is his aim?”

The old man pondered for a while but could not figure it out.

In the end, he chose to report it upward. That boy behind the ghost-face mask clearly had someone powerful backing him—this matter was not simple.

He was only a minor Two-Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator; better not to get too entangled.

Let the elders above worry about such things.

…

Meanwhile, after leaving the small building, Lu Qing didn’t rush to accept a Class C mission.

Instead, he entered a remote mountain range, chose a spacious cave, and laid down a Concealment Array to mask his aura.

“Ah Qing, that old man’s shocked look when you finished ten missions in one month was hilarious!”

Xiao Li wriggled out from under Lu Qing’s hood, hopping to the ground with delight.

“That elder is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and a member of the Netherworld Palace. His shock may have been an act.”

Lu Qing showed no trace of pride.

Though the old man looked like a decrepit elder, his true identity was something Lu Qing had already seen through with his spiritual powers.

He knew the man’s background—once, he too had been one of the Netherworld Palace’s formidable killers.

Assassins were masters of disguise. Who could say whether the emotions he revealed were genuine or just another mask?

“I see. So, Ah Qing, are you going to take on a Class C mission next?”

“No rush. We’ll make some preparations first.”

According to the Netherworld Palace’s grading system, most Class C missions required Nascent Soul strength to have any chance of success.

Though Lu Qing no longer feared ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, his next target was no ordinary figure.

He needed to strengthen himself further before making a move.

“I’ve accumulated a fair number of Spirit Stones. Time to use them to raise my strength.”

The rewards for ten Class D missions, plus the three thousand mid-grade Spirit Stones he’d earned after completing the Trial, along with gains from the missions over the past month, had pushed his wealth past the ten-thousand mark.

Not enough to break the ultimate barrier and push his Golden Core beyond Nine Transformations—but more than enough to bring his Witch Path cultivation to the level of Gold Witch Perfection.

With no hesitation, Lu Qing drew out a batch of mid-grade Spirit Stones and set up a Gathering Spirit Formation.

As the formation activated, dense Spiritual Energy flooded the cavern.

Lu Qing began circulating the Heavenly Witch Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations, his flesh like a bottomless abyss devouring the Spiritual Energy.

Not far away, Xiao Li lay on the ground, quietly cultivating its own Nine Transformations of the True Dragon.

Given Lu Qing’s current cultivation, his absorption speed was terrifying.

Before long, with a sharp crack, the Spirit Stones within the formation shattered, their energy drained.

Without pause, Lu Qing waved his hand, sending another batch of Spirit Stones into the array.

So it went. As Lu Qing continuously replenished the stones, his long-stagnant fleshly strength once more began to surge.

Time in cultivation passed quickly.

Half a month later, Lu Qing’s body trembled. He ceased absorbing Spiritual Energy.

A flawless aura radiated from him. His flesh glowed with a dense, warm golden light—gentle, yet brimming with indestructible toughness.

It wrapped around him like a golden war god descended to earth.

“Ah Qing broke through?”

The change jolted Xiao Li out of cultivation. Its eyes widened as it stared at the golden light blazing from Lu Qing’s body.

Even though Lu Qing’s size hadn’t changed, Xiao Li felt as if he had become a giant of gold, towering between heaven and earth.

“Ah Qing just keeps getting stronger…” Xiao Li muttered in awe.

Its Nine Transformations of the True Dragon strengthened its body daily, but compared to Lu Qing, the gap was enormous.

Right now, even if it unleashed its full power, one slap from Lu Qing would likely crush it.

As Xiao Li watched, the golden aura around Lu Qing suddenly withdrew, and his presence returned to its usual calm.

“Ah Qing, did you break through?” Xiao Li asked at once.

“Mm. Finally.” Lu Qing nodded.

He couldn’t help but sigh. The Witch Path was just as resource-hungry as any other.

Just pushing his Witch Body from Grand Witch Great Accomplishment to Gold Witch Perfection had consumed nearly half his Spirit Stones.

Still, it was worth it.

Now, his mana, fleshly strength, and divine soul had all reached Perfection at the Golden Core Realm.

His Perfect Golden Core linked body and soul, uniting them in flawless harmony.

His state had never been better. His strength had reached its highest peak since beginning cultivation.

“Though this was just a small breakthrough in the fleshly body, with all three aspects perfected, my strength has risen another twenty to thirty percent.”

Lu Qing clenched his fists, feeling the vast, surging power within him.

A mere fleshly advancement had granted him a surprising boost.

Moreover, with all three aspects perfected, he could clearly sense the barrier at the Golden Core’s ultimate limit.

To break through, he would need body, soul, and spirit unified—and a will of iron to smash through.

But with the few Spirit Stones left, that was impossible now.

His remaining supply had fallen below ten thousand. Just this advance to Gold Witch Perfection had consumed several thousand.

It was nowhere near enough to attempt the Nine Transformations barrier.

“Nothing to be done. I’ll have to keep stockpiling Spirit Stones.”

He sighed, pulling out his Netherworld Jade Token. A wisp of soul power flowed into it.

At once, his consciousness was drawn into a strange space.

The Divine Soul Space.

It was just as it had been before. Bustling. Filled with countless assassins coming and going.

Once again, Lu Qing was struck by the Netherworld Palace’s immense heritage.

He knew this space was only for the Palace’s assassins in the Tianyuan Great World to communicate and exchange missions. Yet the sheer number present was staggering.

After all, every one of them had passed the Palace’s outer trials. Each was at least at the Golden Core Realm.

So many Golden Core experts, gathered under one banner—such power could overwhelm any sect or clan.

And this was only a fraction of the Netherworld Palace’s true strength.

…

Lu Qing entered the Mission Hall and approached the wall where tasks were posted, scanning for something suitable.

Though he had already resolved to take the assassination mission targeting Gongshu Lian, he wanted to see if there were others he could complete along the way.

Time, after all, was precious.

This time his focus was solely on Class C missions.

Class D tasks were easy, but their pay was pitiful. A few hundred Spirit Stones meant nothing to his goals.

Then, in a remote corner, he noticed a bounty.

[Qiao Rong: Behead her and deliver the head for ten thousand mid-grade Spirit Stones.]

At first, Lu Qing wasn’t interested. But when he read the details beneath, he paused.

A faint light flashed in his eyes.

“So… this Qiao Rong is a direct wife of the Gongshu Clan’s third branch. And the mother of Gongshu Yu.”

At last he remembered. Not long after he entered the Tianyuan Great World, a bounty had been placed on his life in the Netherworld Palace.

The one behind it had been none other than Gongshu Yu’s mother.

It was also her who had commissioned the assassination of Nangong Yuanwu, the Canglan City Lord who had first brought Lu Qing into this world. That attack had left Nangong gravely wounded, nearly killed.

When she issued that bounty, she hadn’t even bothered to conceal her identity. She had wanted everyone to know she was avenging her son.

“But didn’t the Gongshu Clan and Nangong Clan reach reconciliation under the mediation of the Holy Assembly? The bounty was supposed to be withdrawn. Then who put this up again? Nangong Yuanwu, unwilling to let it go? Or someone else with a grudge against Qiao Rong? Or perhaps a third party trying to fan the flames, reigniting the feud between the two clans?”

The issuer had hidden their identity this time. There was no way to tell.

But it made no difference to Lu Qing.

“City Lord… whether or not this was your doing, allow me to avenge you. Consider it my repayment for the kindness you showed me back then.”

He had heard of Nangong Yuanwu’s fate. Though he had survived the assassination, his injuries had been devastating. Rumors even said his cultivation had been crippled.

Who knew if he had recovered over the years?

Since Lu Qing was already going to kill Gongshu Lian, he might as well remove Qiao Rong along the way.

His decision made, he walked to the counter.

Once again, the one to receive him was the woman in the rabbit mask.

“Senior, are you sure you want to accept both of these assassinations?” she asked, startled.

“Yes. Why? Is there a problem? Both are Class C missions. I’m already a Class C assassin. I should be qualified.”

Lu Qing frowned. Was there another obstacle?

“No, no. Since your rank has risen, of course you’re qualified,” she said quickly, sensing his tone.

Within the Divine Soul Space, assassins could not see each other’s identities. But Netherworld Palace staff could read the Netherworld Jade Tokens.

Thus, she recognized him immediately. The very same senior who had, not long ago, taken ten Class D missions in one breath and completed them all within a month.

“I wonder… what grudge this senior has with the Gongshu Clan,” she thought privately.

She remembered. The very first time Lu Qing entered the Divine Soul Space, he had wanted the mission to kill Gongshu Lian.

Upon learning only Class C assassins could accept it, he had promptly taken ten Class D tasks to raise his rank.

Now, the very first mission he accepted as a Class C assassin was again the assassination of Gongshu Lian. And he added to it the task of killing a direct wife of the Gongshu Clan.

To such lengths—it could only be deep, irreconcilable hatred.

Her mind buzzed with curiosity, but her hands didn’t slow. She quickly registered the missions for him.

“All done, Senior. You know the rules?”

“If the task isn’t completed within a year, points will be deducted?”

Lu Qing already knew. Class C missions were far harder, so the time limit was much longer.

“Correct. But I must also remind you—each Class C mission is worth ten points. If you fail even one, you lose ten points. If both are unfinished, your points will fall to minus ten. At that point, you’ll be stripped of your status as an external member of the Netherworld Palace.”

Her tone was serious.

“No matter. I know my limits,” Lu Qing said calmly.

“As long as you do,” she replied. She could feel his utter confidence.

Considering how he had finished ten Class D tasks in a month, his strength must already surpass the Golden Core Realm. Confidence was natural.

Still, the Gongshu Clan was one of the Thirty-Six High Clans. Their experts were countless, their protective formations formidable.

Would this mysterious senior truly succeed?

She couldn’t help but feel a spark of anticipation.