Yun Qingshang and Gao Xuan are classmates, and they're close, so she knows Gao Xuan's abilities well.
Among the 49 graduates, Gao Xuan's combat power should rank in the last ten.
If it was a life-and-death struggle between her and Gao Xuan, she was confident she could settle Gao Xuan within ten moves.
But just now, Gao Xuan made twelve sword strikes in 0.2 seconds and moved seven steps.
Even with the Crimson Heart, Yun Qingshang couldn't catch the details of Gao Xuan's movements.
She couldn't even see clearly the appearance of the longsword in Gao Xuan's hand, only remembering the extremely sharp and chilling blood-red blade.
No wonder Gao Xuan could kill Xu Hui. With such a quick sword, how could Xu Hui not die?
Since when did Gao Xuan become so terrifying?
As an assassin who has undergone Hell training, Yun Qingshang knows how terrifying a state like this is for Gao Xuan. It could even be described as horrifying.
Gao Xuan elegantly twirled the Godslaying Sword twice; his head slightly lowered, with his long bangs covering his sunglasses, creating a melancholic and deep swordsman image: "How's that? Handsome or not?"
Without waiting for Yun Qingshang to speak, Gao Xuan added, "Be honest, don't praise me just because we're friends. Give an objective, fair, and truthful evaluation."
"Handsome."
Yun Qingshang thought for a moment and said, "If you could keep your mouth shut, I'd think you're even more handsome."
"Actually, my heart is cold, and my mind is wise, but my damn mouth doesn't obey my heart and doesn't listen to my brain, I'm quite helpless about it..."
Gao Xuan was genuinely helpless; it was all the fault of the Six-winged Celestial Cicada.
The problem couldn't be explained too clearly.
Yun Qingshang somewhat believed Gao Xuan's explanation.
Gao Xuan had been talking non-stop since he was six. Everyone in the base knew he was a chatterbox.
Perhaps because his chatterbox persona was too successful, everyone subconsciously ignored Gao Xuan.
A chatterbox, what threat could he pose? Everyone would subconsciously think this way.
Yun Qingshang always thought this, until Gao Xuan saved her life.
Since then, Yun Qingshang realized how formidable Gao Xuan was.
Gao Xuan's insidiousness, cunning, and ruthlessness were all concealed by his chatterbox appearance.
A six-year-old kid with schemes, creating a persona, that's terrifying.
So, when Gao Xuan demonstrated his unbelievable swordsmanship, Yun Qingshang calmly accepted it all.
"Vulture is about to die..."
Yun Qingshang asked Gao Xuan, "What next?"
Just now Gao Xuan said to keep calm, not to act recklessly. But then he came up and killed everyone. Yun Qingshang was a bit speechless about this.
Vulture used his healthy left hand to clutch his throat tightly, but he couldn't stop the blood spraying from it.
But his life force is strong; despite losing so much blood, he's still very conscious.
But the suffocating pain has already turned his face purple-black, and his small eyes are bulging out. He's about to perish.
As for the other guards, they're already dead.
Gao Xuan used the bottom of the sword sheath to tap Vulture's forehead and said, "Remember his appearance, mimic him with the Crimson Heart, no problem, right?"
Yun Qingshang frowned slightly; to be honest, it's not easy.
The Crimson Heart can transform freely, but what it transforms into depends on personal ability.
Fortunately, Yun Qingshang had learned disguise and camouflage, and was quite skilled. She could quickly capture a person's features and body traits for mimicry.
With the Crimson Heart's ability to transform freely, this mimicry became much easier.
Yun Qingshang faced Vulture's face, using the Crimson Heart to continuously adjust her external appearance.
The dying Vulture watched with wide eyes as Yun Qingshang's face slowly morphed into his own, his gaze filled with horror.
"I told you to press it tightly, yet the blood is still spraying out..."
Gao Xuan squatted beside Vulture, asking with a concerned look, "Are you lacking oxygen? Look at your ugly face turning purplish-red, with bulging eyes.
Isn't it uncomfortable? I originally wanted you to live a few more minutes, but you insist on dying, what can I do!"
Vulture couldn't speak but heard clearly. The suffocating pain made him wish he could die immediately, and Gao Xuan's words only added to his resentment.
"Suffocation is one of the greatest pains humans can experience, this opportunity is rare, you can only experience it once, don't waste it."
Gao Xuan kept talking, but Vulture couldn't hold on any longer.
In less than a minute, Vulture's legs stiffened, and he lost consciousness.
Gao Xuan sighed with some regret: "All these years of your attention to me, I haven't repaid it yet. And you leave so quickly, what am I to do."
As he spoke, he kept fiddling with Vulture's head using the sword sheath: "Look at your dead look, so unwilling, so damn ugly, even dead you are an eyesore..."
"Stop messing around."
Yun Qingshang's head was almost completely transformed, and Gao Xuan's movements made her dizzy.
"I'm aiming for a multi-angle display."
Gao Xuan pointed at Vulture's neck: "See this chain of small warts, you didn't transform accurately. And the shoulders, he's left-handed, left shoulder is thicker..."
Gao Xuan critiqued Yun Qingshang's mimicry for quite a while, and Yun Qingshang accepted his suggestions humbly.
The two studied Vulture's corpse for over ten minutes, and Yun Qingshang finally looked just like Vulture.
Yet, Yun Qingshang wasn't quite satisfied, as many details still didn't match.
Gao Xuan indifferently said, "Zhou Lang hasn't been to the base for years; he's unfamiliar with Vulture. He won't notice so many details. You just need to fool the gait and facial recognition of the surveillance."
Saying this, Gao Xuan began to remove all of Vulture's weapons and equipment, helping Yun Qingshang to put them on one by one.
Yun Qingshang was a bit worried, "I've never been to the core office area; I'm afraid it'll be hard to sneak in."
"Don't worry. The base uses low-level light computers to ensure confidentiality. The artificial intelligence level is very low. Permission levels are recognized through chips and passwords."
Gao Xuan pointed to the watch on Yun Qingshang's hand, "This contains the permission chip; it's automatic recognition. No problem."
Having been reborn, Gao Xuan was intimately familiar with the base's situation.
Gao Xuan said, "I'll handle the scene, then we'll go see Zhou Lang."
He unsheathed the Godslaying Sword and vaporized it briefly; Vulture and several guards' corpses immediately turned into a mass of bloodlight, merging into the Godslaying Sword.
Within seconds, all that was left on the rough concrete floor was a pile of firearms. The corpses and blood traces disappeared completely.
The Godslaying Sword absorbed Xu Hui's flesh and restored a bit of power. Absorbing several guards' flesh was much easier.
As for clothes and similar items, the Godslaying Sword didn't need them. Gao Xuan only melted them to clean up the scene.
Though this required extra energy, it minimized countless troubles.
Yun Qingshang was dumbfounded; she always felt the sword in Gao Xuan's hand was sinister, but directly melting flesh into light was far too strange.
As a well-trained assassin, Yun Qingshang had a decent understanding of physical chemistry and other scientific knowledge.
Although Crimson Heart was bizarre, she could roughly understand its power operation mode. However, the Godslaying Sword had overturned her scientific worldview.
Gao Xuan sheathed the sword, clearly feeling the excited emotions conveyed by the demon's murmurs within.
After absorbing Vulture and others, the Godslaying Sword's power increased just a bit.
If Xu Hui were considered a unit, then Vulture with five guards roughly equaled half a unit.
The Godslaying Sword was probably starved for too long, getting excited over a little meat.
Now, the intense emotions conveyed by the Godslaying Sword clearly urged Gao Xuan to continue killing.
Unfortunately, the demon's murmurs from the Godslaying Sword were ineffective on Gao Xuan.
Gao Xuan sheathed the Godslaying Sword into his left hand and made a silencing gesture to Yun Qingshang, "This sword of mine is a Demon Sword; remember to keep it secret."
Yun Qingshang earnestly nodded, "I'll never speak of it, even if I die."
"No need to be so serious; such things cannot be kept secret for long."
The Godslaying Sword will always be used; it's impossible to kill everyone at all times. Gao Xuan only hoped to delay past the development phase.
Gao Xuan didn't discuss further on this topic, instead saying, "Now let's go find Zhou Lang. Just say there's an urgent matter to report, Zhou Lang will meet us…"
Gao Xuan then explained some details to Yun Qingshang to prevent her from revealing anything on the spot out of ignorance.
The core office area is independent with strong security measures. There are several secret escape routes.
If Zhou Lang detects something amiss and escapes early, Gao Xuan cannot guarantee catching Zhou Lang.
Actually, Zhou Lang is just a pawn; even if he escapes, it's not a big deal. The key is that Zhou Lang would expose him and Yun Qingshang's identities.
Gao Xuan was deeply aware of Blood God Association's terribleness. Compared to the gigantic Blood God Association, the current Godslaying Sword is insignificant.
Only when the Godslaying Sword grows to its limit would it be qualified to contend with the Blood God Association.
Gao Xuan didn't explain the stakes to Yun Qingshang; knowing the gravity would only add to her burden.
As long as they get into the core office area and meet Zhou Lang, he can settle his grievances with the base, find a place to start a new life, slowly accumulate power, and wait for an opportunity.
Disguised as Vulture, Yun Qingshang was behind, with Gao Xuan ahead as they entered the elevator.
After Yun Qingshang swiped her smartwatch, they rode the elevator to the third level.
They arrived at the security door, where the guard in charge merely glanced at Vulture before opening the security door.
The underground base had been running smoothly for over a decade; the guards had long lost vigilance.
The core office area was exceptionally clean, featuring a modern tech style. The walls were silver glass, with smart hidden lighting.
Compared to the underground dozens of floors of training spaces, this place was like a kennel.
Gao Xuan silently led the way, guiding Yun Qingshang to Zhou Lang's office door.
The door was a sliding alloy type, apparently very thick. Two armed robots stood in front.
The shining silver-white alloy outer casing, holding Thunderstorm-III model shotguns, was very intimidating, the heavy barrels exuded deterrence.
This model shotgun, with bullets spraying hundreds of steel pellets, could easily penetrate a human body. It was extremely powerful, with a large coverage area, being the nemesis of all fancy combat skills.
Gao Xuan kept his head down, neither speaking nor daring to gesture to Yun Qingshang. He could sense many cameras around, watching him and Yun Qingshang from all directions.
At this moment, any movement would be dangerous.
Fortunately, Yun Qingshang was calm; she stepped forward and, in Vulture's voice, said to the armed robots, "President Zhou, I have an urgent report..."
Gao Xuan trusted Crimson Heart's powerful mimicry function, enough to fool voice recognition.
Zhou Lang controlled the armed robot communicator, but inside, Zhou Lang remained silent.
Without receiving a response, Yun Qingshang grew a bit nervous; had Zhou Lang discovered something?