Under One Person: Sincerity Moves the Gods

Chapter 107 Tang Jiaren

into the night.

Under the moonlight, Mianshan Mountain appeared as a dark bluish-black outline, resembling a crouching giant beast.

The fires in the direction of the military camp had been extinguished, and the chaos of the day had been cleaned up, leaving only a few searchlights sweeping back and forth at the foot of the mountain.

Li Cunzhen stood on a distant hillside, his figure hidden behind a withered tree, his aura completely concealed.

Listening to the wind's whispers covered most of the military camp; he could hear the footsteps and voices of the Japanese soldiers.

It was late at night, around 3 AM.

A gentle breeze suddenly arose deep within the military camp.

The gust of wind came strangely; the beam of the searchlight swept across, but it illuminated nothing but an empty shadow.

Li Cunzhen's senses tightened slightly.

Phantom body barrier.

The Tang Clan's unique skill involves using true energy to distort light and breath, allowing the user to blend into their surroundings.

Li Cunzhen had heard of this technique before, and seeing it today, he was certain that it lived up to its reputation.

According to the original plot, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it should be Master Tang Jiaren who enters the military camp.

He didn't see Tang Jiaren's figure, only heard a slight ripple in the wind.

Deep within the military camp lies a secluded courtyard.

A lamp was lit in the courtyard, its dim light shining through the window paper and illuminating the shadow of a person sitting cross-legged.

Rentou.

The leader of the Higanbana clan, and the top figure in this trip to China.

In this war, most of the Japanese locals fought as individuals, except for Hirashi, whose entire organization mobilized.

All of this was because of this ninja leader who held extremely high prestige within the Hiei ninja clan.

This is also why the Tang Clan is willing to pay any price to kill him.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes closed, his breathing long and steady, as if he were meditating.

In each of the four corners of the courtyard, a presence lurked in the shadows, silent and alert.

At the same time, Tang Jiaren maintained his illusionary body barrier and gently landed in the shadows outside the courtyard.

He didn't rush inside.

Although Tang Jiaren had prepared himself to die, he still wanted to ensure his safety as much as possible before truly entering a desperate situation.

He is waiting.

Once chaos erupted in the military camp, Ren Tou took the initiative to approach him and enter Dan Shi's range.

Tang Clan's ultimate technique, Pill Devouring!

It is extremely difficult to master, but once it hits, the opponent has absolutely no chance of survival!

If he could kill the opponent with a single blow before they discovered him, then even if he was discovered after making his move, he would be confident that he could break out.

Thinking about it.

Tang Jiaren took a deep breath, sat cross-legged in the distance, and used his illusionary barrier to distort the surrounding light, completely merging his figure into the darkness.

soon.

Other Tang Clan experts on the periphery made their moves, and chaos erupted within the military camp.

"Enemy attack!"

"Damn it, here we go again!"

"Don't let them get near the leader!"

With a commotion, many more samurai and ninjas came and went in the military camp.

The ninja leader was among them.

In a corner where no one was watching, Tang Jiaren stared intently at Ren Tou.

Watching him get closer and closer.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Just as the ninja was about to approach Tang Jiaren's attack range.

suddenly!

As if he had sensed something, he suddenly turned around and threw a kunai at Tang Jiaren's location!

Tang Jiaren reacted quickly, avoiding the kunai.

But this also exposed him to the enemy.

Two of the ninja leader's personal bodyguards rushed towards him.

Close to the left and close to the right.

The two men were of similar build, dressed in dark samurai attire, each with a long samurai sword hanging at their waist.

The scabbard was jet black, the hilt was wrapped with dark red rope, and the blade gleamed faintly with a bluish light under the moonlight.

It's for nurturing a sword!

They infused their own inner energy into the blade day after day, using the method of nurturing the blade to cultivate the sharp weapon for countless years!

Tang Jiaren's gaze swept over the two men, then fell upon the figure still sitting cross-legged in the courtyard.

"Kill him."

The voice of the ninja head drifted from afar.

According to intelligence provided by the military, he knew that he had been listed as an assassination target by the Tang Clan.

Bihe Ren and Tang Clan are both assassin organizations, and he is actually quite curious about Tang Clan's methods.

However, the leader was very cautious and showed no intention of inquiring further.

Even after discovering Tang Jiaren, she never took a single step closer to him.

On the other side, with a command from the ninja leader.

Both Sakon and Ukon drew their swords simultaneously.

With a flash of light, two samurai swords, one on the left and one on the right, slashed at Tang Jiaren.

It moved with incredible speed, the blade slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Tang Jiaren did not take the hit head-on.

He took a half step back, put the dagger in his mouth, and instantly unleashed a thousand strikes.

Thousand Strikes, a secret technique of the Tang Clan, allows for multiple attacks in succession.

The two warriors paused in their charge and immediately raised their swords to parry the incoming projectiles.

But this was just a feint. Taking advantage of the gap in their defense, Tang Jiaren quickly changed his target, rushed towards the ninja leader, and then launched a swift attack straight at his vitals!

Instant Strike, also a secret technique of the Tang Clan, can be unleashed in an instant.

However, the ninja himself was no pushover and easily blocked the attack.

At this moment, the hidden weapons from both sides were also knocked down.

The former delivered a powerful slash towards Tang Jiaren, preventing him from getting close to the ninja's head, while the latter took advantage of Tang Jiaren's unsteady footing after dodging the slash and quickly followed up with a horizontal slash.

Tang Jiaren dove backflipped to dodge, spewing out poisonous gas in an attempt to force Zuo Jin back.

However, Sakon, believing he had put Shinobu in a dangerous situation, flew into a rage and charged straight at the poison, unleashing a throat-locking horizontal slash.

Tang Jiaren was unable to avoid it and was stabbed through the skin of his neck.

However, Zuo Jin also had to halt his offensive due to being poisoned.

If nothing unexpected happens, I should have solved one of them.

Tang Jiaren glanced at Zuo Jin, a thought flickering in his mind. At that moment, You Jin arrived and slashed out with his sword. Tang Jiaren quickly turned his head to dodge.

At the same time, Sakon, who should have been poisoned, was struck by the sword again!

Tang Jiaren's pupils contracted, and he quickly twisted his body to dodge again, but then another tentacle-like thing with a mouthpart came at him!

He couldn't avoid it and quickly parried.

Upon closer inspection, the tentacles were actually coming from a woman's mouth.

It was this woman who just cured Zuo Jin of the poison!

Tang Jiaren had dodged several times and fought the three men continuously, and was already somewhat exhausted.

But Sakon and Ukon gave him no chance to catch his breath.

The two worked together with perfect coordination, slashing one after another, each strike aimed at vital points.

Left-handed attacks on the upper body, right-handed attacks on the lower body, the flashing blades forming an impenetrable net that trapped Tang Jiaren within, while Lady Jing's mouth was also constantly attacking.

Tang Jiaren dodged and weaved through the net of blades, finding an opportunity to step back and gaze at the ninja leader from afar, separated by Zuo Jin and You Jin.

Thirty steps, no, there are still twenty steps left.

If I can get within twenty more steps of this old ghost, that will be enough to kill him!

Tang Jiaren had been hit several times and had a knife wound that ran from his shoulder to his chest. He glanced at Zuo Jin and You Jin, panting heavily.

It seems... the fare for these twenty steps will be a bit expensive.

I originally hoped to get away unscathed, but now it seems that's impossible.

Thinking about it.

Tang Jiaren's aura suddenly changed, his hand dagger coated with deadly poison, and he walked towards the ninja leader.

Those nearby were on high alert, simultaneously preparing to draw their swords.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Tang Jiaren approached the two samurai step by step, but just as he got close to Sakon and Ukon, his figure suddenly disappeared, leaping over the samurai and heading straight for the ninja leader!

The two brothers instantly unleashed their Iaijutsu, slashing at Tang Jiaren from the left and right!

But Tang Jiaren in mid-air was even faster than them. When he was still twenty steps away from the ninja leader, he threw out a hand dagger and headed straight for the ninja leader!

The swords from both sides followed closely behind!

Tang Jiaren made no attempt to dodge, as if that dagger was his last-ditch effort.

Bloodshed is imminent!

The attack hit him hard, and Tang Jiaren's severed arm fell to the ground, his dagger still clutched in his broken hand.

Tang Jiaren groaned and staggered, but quickly regained his balance.

He had no chance to catch his breath.

Ukon's sword-drawing slash also hit, this time aiming for his left leg.

Tang Jiaren's left calf was also severed at the root.

Blood gushed from the two broken wounds, staining the soil beneath him red.

His face turned pale, and his breathing became rapid, as if he had used up his last bit of strength.

Tang Jiaren fell to the ground, sprawling like a stray dog.

He was hit in mid-air, and due to inertia and loss of balance, he was once again within ten steps of the ninja's head.

Without a doubt, this is an extremely dangerous distance when facing a top-tier assassin.

But having lost his right arm and left leg, he was, in everyone's eyes, a complete cripple.

As expected, Sakon and Ukon sheathed their swords and stepped back to the sides.

As expected, Ninja Head did not continue to dodge.

As expected, Tang Jiaren successfully got within ten steps of the ninja leader.

Ren Tou stood on the steps, looking down at Tang Jiaren kneeling in the courtyard, his eyes filled with a condescending pity.

"Brilliant! Your final episode, which you poured your heart and soul into, was truly spectacular!"

He spoke through the interpreter, his tone tinged with regret.

"But it's also very foolish."

"You are an excellent assassin; someone of your caliber should know that."

"When you are discovered, you should know that the assassination is doomed to fail. If you had escaped decisively at that time, there would have been a glimmer of hope."

Tang Jiaren knelt on the ground, blood flowing continuously from his severed arm and leg.

He raised his head, braced himself, and sat upright opposite the ninja.

Tang Jiaren looked at Ren Tou, but his face showed no fear or despair, only a strange smile.

Why did you come out of seclusion?

He glanced at Sakon and Ukon behind him and continued to ask.

"These two kids are good; they did things cleanly and efficiently, without any unnecessary movements."

"It must be difficult to raise a child like this, so why rush to send him to his death? You guys are very loyal to the Emperor, aren't you?"

Ren Tou was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Do you know what we are?"

"The ninja of Mount Hiei have always been used as killing tools, locked up deep in the mountains, and only brought out by those big shots when they are useful."

"But now, times have changed, and new bigwigs are willing to accept us, as long as we trade our war merits."

"I see."

Tang Jiaren nodded thoughtfully and then asked.

"I just want to know, you clearly know I'm here to kill you, so why are you still talking so much nonsense to me?"

Upon hearing this, Ren looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Because I admire you."

"You are skilled in assassination, much like us. Even if we stand on different sides, seeing someone like you in a foreign land feels like a kind of kinship."

As he spoke, he paused and glanced at Tang Jiaren's mutilated body.

"Now that you're in this state, my head should be safe, right?"

Tang Jiaren smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it carried an indescribable meaning.

He slowly straightened up, and although he only had one leg left, he still kept his back straight.

"Actually, from the moment you approached me, into this area..."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"You are dead."

Ren Tou's smile faltered slightly.

Tang Jiaren raised his head, looked at the old man on the steps, and announced his name for the first time.

"I'll remember that. My name is Tang Jiaren."

"Tang Family's Laughing Yama, Tang Jiaren."

The ninja's expression had completely changed.

If Tang Jiaren might have been bluffing just now, he had now confirmed the truth of those words—he could feel something spreading through his body, seeping in little by little along his meridians and blood vessels!

Colorless, odorless, formless, and invisible, it seemed as if some living thing had taken root and sprouted in his internal organs.

Dan Shi!

"Kill him!"

In his final moments, Shinobu raised his cane and screamed shrilly!

Although I don't know what methods this person used, if I kill him, there might still be a glimmer of hope!

Both Zuo Jin and You Jin drew their swords and charged towards Tang Jiaren.

But it was too late!

Zuo Jin's body was the first to convulse, the knife slipped from his hand, and he clutched his chest, making a hoarse sound.

Right next to him, his skin began to turn black from his fingertips, quickly spreading to his entire arm.

Lady Jing also collapsed, her face filled with terror, muttering something, but the sound was quickly replaced by coughing and gagging.

The translator knelt on the ground, his hands clutching his throat as if something was blocking his airway.

Rentou stood there, gripping the door frame tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white.

He stared at Tang Jiaren with wide eyes, his eyes filled with resentment and fear.

Tang Jiaren remained kneeling on one knee.

But he did not fall.

He knelt there, his back straight, with that faint smile still on his face.

Both the left and right neighbors have fallen.

Lady Kyo collapsed.

The translator collapsed.

Rentou finally collapsed, his body curled up in a ball, the light in his eyes completely extinguished.

The courtyard fell silent.

All that remained was the sound of the wind whistling through the bare trees and Tang Jiaren's increasingly faint breathing.

He knelt there, like an old tree whose branches had been cut off.

Although it is broken, it still stands tall.

Just now, he could feel six auras extinguishing simultaneously in the courtyard, like six lamps blown out by the wind.

He had actually tried to make a move, but there seemed to be experts in the military camp who were proficient in Yin-Yang Taoist arts, which suppressed his strange magic techniques except for the most concealed Listening to the Wind.

Li Cunzhen wanted to use his flying sword, but at the same time he summoned the Three Corpses, Tang Jiaren had already had one leg and one arm severed.

They had no choice but to give up.

A night breeze blew from the direction of Mianshan Mountain, and Li Cunzhen turned around.

Tang Jiaren could not be saved.

So, what about the other members of the Higanbana who left the military camp?

No one will survive.

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