This Xuesha had the typical characteristics of a desert tribe—dark skin, bright eyes. Her face was elongated, with a high nose, full lips, and narrow eyes. She couldn’t be described as beautiful, but she was very distinctive, even bewitching.
However, this woman also had special advantages. Although her skin was dark, it was exceptionally smooth, akin to satin. Furthermore, her figure was excellent, lean and muscular, with a strong sense of linearity.
Hundreds of Sand Bandits, like a gust of wind, abruptly halted, enclosing Suo Lun and his companions in the center.
Xuesha remained on her warhorse, her long and powerful legs especially eye-catching, her narrow and enchanting eyes fixated on Suo Lun, examining him thoroughly for a while.
Suo Lun noticed a large tattoo on her, a cobra.
The tattoo seemed to wind around her entire body, but as she was clothed, the part below her neck couldn’t be seen.
Visible was the cobra coiling up her neck and extending upwards, culminating at the forehead area where the serpent’s head was tattooed, its mouth wide open, fangs fierce and dripping with fresh blood.
Xuesha, already enchanting, now paired with this cobra tattoo, had an even more unusual allure and sensuality—the kind that was almost sinister.
But the tattoo was too lifelike, as if there really was a snake twining around her body.
After watching Suo Lun for several minutes, Xuesha licked her lips with her tongue, then lifted her long leg off the horse’s back, and, using her foot, hooked Suo Lun’s face with a rasp, "What a handsome man, I could play with him for three days before killing him."
At this moment, Suo Lun, acting as a down-and-out nobleman from Xiliang, was scared stiff, yet still managed to muster his courage, "You may take the goods, but please... don’t kill anyone."
Swish, swish, swish...
Suo Lun didn’t even get to finish his sentence before the blades accomplished their swift work.
The merchant crew he had hired, a total of more than a dozen people, all had their heads chopped off.
These individuals were temporarily hired by Suo Lun from Xiliang. To put it precisely, they were from a gang in Tianye City. After Suo Lun hired them, they grumbled amongst themselves in private, planning to kill Suo Lun and take the goods to sell in the Xiliang Kingdom once they reached the heart of the desert.
It was only after they saw Suo Lun hiring dozens of mercenaries that they became slightly more honest.
But who could have anticipated that the leader of these Heavenly Fire Mercenaries was actually the second-in-command of the Venomous Sand Thieves?
"Ah..." Upon witnessing all his merchant crew being killed, Suo Lun, posing as He Lianyu, was horrified and promptly collapsed to the ground.
"Hahaha, did you wet yourself from fear?" the second-in-command Blood Liao stepped forward and said.
"Enough, he’s mine, don’t touch him," Xuesha said, then sharply lashed her horsewhip, wrapping it around Suo Lun. In no time, she hoisted him onto her warhorse, sitting him in front of her.
"Kill the rest, and take everything back to the lair," Xuesha ordered.
Suddenly, the bandits charged, ruthlessly slaughtering the remaining dozen Xiliang crew members.
Afterward, leading the camels, they vanished as swiftly as the wind back to their secret den.
Suo Lun had successfully let himself fall into Xuesha’s hands—his seduction plan was half successful.
The Sand Bandits moved quickly, and within just a few hours, they had raced a hundred miles and entered the Dark Oasis.
The so-called Dark Oasis got its name because all its trees were black, including branches, shrubs, and leaves.
Even the water was black, and utterly undrinkable; anyone who consumed it would suffer a stomach that rotted away.
Fen Mo had been lying in ambush in the Dark Oasis for several days and nights, with Xuesha nowhere in sight.
However, it didn’t concern him in the slightest. As a naturally gifted marksman, the most essential thing was patience.
He knew he was not the only hunter; there was also Lanling. Yet, he paid him no mind. Lanling’s talent was decent, but his cultivation level was far too low, and his arrows posed no threat to Xuesha.
During these days and nights, he lay buried in the sand, quietly waiting.
Finally, Xuesha appeared, but she was not alone—hundreds of Sand Bandits came with her.
The fiery-figured woman at the forefront was Xuesha herself, identifiable by the enormous cobra tattoo on her body.
In front of her was a captured pale-faced lad from Xiliang. Xuesha was known to enjoy torturing handsome men until death, something which Fen Mo had long heard about.
Soon, Xuesha was within Fen Mo’s shooting range. At this distance, he never missed.
Now the crucial question was, could his arrow kill her?
Currently a mid-level top-grade Samurai archer, he was just one step away from the high level.
With his mere cultivation, killing a high-level Samurai seemed challenging; his arrows simply weren’t fast enough and could still be blocked.
But what if he used a critical hit powered by dragon force?
Taking a deep breath, Fen Mo calmed his inner self entirely.
Then, with his lower half buried in the sand, he aimed at Xuesha, who was five hundred meters away, and forcefully drew his bow, placing an arrow on the string.
"I am a genius, I am a genius, I never miss, I’m bound to succeed..."
Fen Mo repeated to himself, then...
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
With a powerful bow of thirteen hundred jin and indestructible black gold arrows, he loosed a continuous seventeen arrows.