Douluo: Villain Simulator, Starting with an Iron Sword Martial Soul

If he could use this opportunity to gain access to high-level intelligence from the Spirit Hall or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, or even learn some useful information in the real world beforehand.

Then the value of this simulation would far exceed that of ordinary rewards.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

"I never expected that this time, I would have to meet you as an enemy."

…………

Three days later, the night was deep.

Outside Wuhun City, in an inconspicuous inn.

Lu Changsheng sat in the corner, with an open map in front of him.

Several trade routes are marked on the map.

One of them is the route that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's affiliated caravan will be passing through in the coming days.

This mission was not carried out by Lu Changsheng alone.

He was accompanied by three Dark Blade Soul Masters.

One Soul Master, two Soul Venerables.

Lu Changsheng was the youngest in the team, and his soul power was not the highest.

However, because he had just distinguished himself from the training camp and performed well in his first mission to hunt down a traitor, he had half of the control over this mission.

The squad leader's codename is "Crow".

His martial spirit is the Black Feather Crow.

Level 42 Agility-based Soul Master.

At this moment, he is standing by the window, looking at the night outside.

Crow suddenly spoke up: "Black Edge."

Upon hearing this, Lu Changsheng looked up: "Captain, what is it?"

The crow turned around and said in a hoarse voice:

"You've been looking at the map for half an hour, what have you figured out?"

Lu Changsheng pointed to a valley on the map.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's caravan will pass through here tomorrow evening."

"The valley is surrounded by dense forests on both sides, and the terrain is narrow, making it difficult to provide support from the front and rear."

"If we want to intercept them, this is the most suitable place."

Hearing this, Ya nodded with satisfaction.

"good."

Another Dark Blade Soul Master sneered:

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's take action tomorrow."

Lu Changsheng didn't look at him, but continued speaking:

"We can't take direct action."

The man frowned.

"why?"

Lu Changsheng said calmly:

"The mission requires that the identity of the Spirit Hall not be revealed."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not an ordinary force. Their caravan guards may not be very strong, but each caravan has a fixed route and a return time."

"If everyone is killed, the cargo list is stolen, and there are traces of a battle between Soul Masters at the scene, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will definitely investigate."

"At that time, even if they can't find out about the Spirit Hall, they'll know that someone is secretly targeting them."

Crow looked at Lu Changsheng with a puzzled expression.

"what do you mean?"

Lu Changsheng moved his fingertips and landed on a forest on the other side of the valley.

"There are spirit beasts active here."

“We don’t need to pretend to be robbers, nor do we need to personally charge into battle.”

"Instead, it's designed to be used by soul beasts to attack."

The room fell silent for a moment after he said that.

A hint of approval flashed in the crow's eyes.

But a chill ran through Lu Changsheng's heart.

A soul beast attack?

These four words were not unfamiliar to him.

In reality, his parents died in an attack by a spirit beast.

Everyone in the sect said so.

When the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's affiliated caravan was transporting goods, they encountered a soul beast on the way. The guards suffered heavy casualties, and his parents died in battle while protecting the caravan's retreat.

That's why Ning Fengzhi took him back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to raise him.

But now, when Lu Changsheng, as a member of the Spirit Hall's hidden blade, personally proposed the phrase "creating a spirit beast attack," he suddenly felt it was somewhat absurd.

So it turns out that attacks by spirit beasts can also be orchestrated by humans.

It turns out that behind what seems like an unexpected disaster, there may be another hand lurking.

In reality, were his parents' deaths really just accidents?

The moment this thought appeared, it was like a thorn piercing into Lu Changsheng's heart.

But his face showed no sign of anything unusual.

This is a simulation.

He is now the Dark Blade of the Spirit Hall, and cannot show any hesitation.

The crow asked:

How is it manufactured?

Lu Changsheng said:

"First, find a nearby soul beast's nest and stimulate it with the smell of blood and medicinal powder."

"We'll lure the soul beasts over after the caravan enters the valley."

"We'll hide in the shadows, kill only the key guards, and seize the cargo list."

"Finally, let the soul beasts erase the traces for us."

Chapter 13 Assassination! The Death of Parents?

Upon hearing this, the people in the room fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the crow laughed.

"it is good."

"Now that's more like a hidden blade."

"Killing someone is not difficult; what is difficult is killing them so that others don't even know who their enemy is."

The Soul Master who had previously questioned Lu Changsheng fell silent.

Dark Blade doesn't care about seniority; it only cares how well the mission is completed.

At this moment, they realized that this young man, who had just become a formal Dark Blade, was far more calm and terrifying than he appeared on the surface.

…………

The following evening.

Mist gradually rose in the valley.

The caravan affiliated with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School slowly made its way along the mountain road.

The caravan was not large.

Three trucks and more than ten ordinary attendants.

There were six guards, led by a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing the uniform of a guard from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who scanned his surroundings warily.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng was hiding in the dense forest on the right side of the valley.

The shadows of the trees concealed his figure, and the black sword was silently held in his hand.

He looked at the caravan and felt a complex mix of emotions.