Divine Emperor of Death

Davis had grabbed the posters and placed them on the table where the receptionist had sat.

The receptionist saw that Dead End picked two gray posters and one silver poster, laughing to himself that the two gray posters were more on Dead End's level than the silver poster because the latter was at the Early Immortal Grade.

Nonetheless, he was a classy individual despite looking like a rat. He placed a circular glass in front of his right eye and peered through the contents of the poster when his eyes bulged, instantly causing him to raise his head and look at Dead End with disbelief.

'You- You want to assassinate the Zyrus Family's Young Master Candidate!?'

He became shocked.

As far as he knew, the Zyrus Family was a human power that owned a prefecture to themselves, which meant they had many Immortal Kings! Moreover, they were the descendants of a powerful immortal of yore who had an Immortal Grade Physique, the Ghastly Cloud Physique!

Therefore, the Zyrus Family had an Immortal Physique Bloodline running in their veins, making it, so they were more powerful than the average immortal!

Davis, of course, knew that the Young Master Candidate he was targeting was from the Zyrus Family. The candidate's name was Klein Zyrus, and a heavenly genius with Imposing Rune, Imposing Crest but a Supreme Immortal Sigil!

The most probable reason was because of his immortal physique bloodline flowing through his body.

Davis comprehended that Klein Zyrus didn't have an immortal physique. As far as he knew, physiques mostly were not passable to the next generation, much less something gained from their distant ancestors. Therefore, he was a bit interested in the Zyrus Family, which seemed to have the power of the bloodline.

After all, it was not a magical beast bloodline or spirit bloodline but a human bloodline.

Looking at Dead End stand composed with his stable footing, the receptionist lowered his head and gave a look at the other two posters as well.

The other missions also had strong targets, but none of them possessed a status like a Young Master Candidate of a major power. Utmost, they were from Early Immortal King Powers but still, wasn't that too much for this person before him?

Instantly, he wondered what kind of power Dead End was from for him to target higher difficulty assassination targets like he had good chances of success rate.

"I'll give you a warning. If it is found out that you used external help, then the other outer disciples can challenge you to a Shadow Battle and kill you, facing no repercussions for it. If that external power retaliates against those disciples, then the Ghost Tear Hall will make sure that it disappears out of this world."

The receptionist's tone was grave.

Davis was not surprised by this warning.

The Ghost Tear Hall didn't restrict their disciples from joining other powers. In fact, they even encouraged it.

One of the essences of an assassin is to also infiltrate without any others coming to know of their other identity. They have many people hidden in other powers, and that was one of their fearsome points, capable of erupting with a dreadful momentum that would collapse even the likes of Immortal King Powers!

However, it seemed that many assassins tried to use their background to kill assassination targets, which led to this warning.

"Got it. However…"

<strong>*Bang!~*</strong>

Davis slammed the table, causing the wooden table to shudder as he stared at the receptionist.

"If I manage to kill the people in these missions, you won't sell me out, would you?"

A trace of disdain appeared in the receptionist's eyes, but his lips still moved.

"As a Deacon of the Ghost Tear Hall working as a mission assigner in one of the hidden branches, I'm bound by a Blood Soul Contract to not spread the details of the client nor the assassins who took the mission. Like that, as an outer disciple, you have your own Blood Soul Contract to place your seal on."

He presented Davis with a scroll.

Davis grasped it and opened it, reading the conditions placed on it.

Basically, he could not divulge the locations, hidden branches, and strongholds of the Ghost Tear Hall and should not teach or pass down the techniques he learned from the Ghost Tear Hall to those who aren't a part of their power. The conditions themselves were acceptable as they were not anything worth mulling over. However, the intricacies of the Blood Soul Contract felt different, as though it was connected to many people more than just one.

Moreover, there was one vague connection that stood out from the others, occupying a significant portion of the Blood Soul Contract like a watermark. It was the shadow of a teardrop, seemingly out of place on a Blood Soul Contract, yet felt incredibly powerful.

"Who am I binding my soul to?" Davis boldly asked.

"The Ghost Tear Hall's Immortal Legacy Artifact perhaps..." The receptionist didn't seem to take offense and shrugged, "I don't know."

'So if I broke it… it's an instant kill...'

Davis smiled behind his mask, knowing that even a Level Nine Immortal King probably wouldn't survive the Blood Soul Contract's backlash.

"Heh…"

Since there were no heavy restrictions, he signed the Blood Soul Contract using darkness energy and pushed it to the receptionist, who then accepted it, nodding before he took out a few items.

"This is the rule book. Make sure you read it, and here is your monthly wage, which is based on your disciple status and ranking. Every ranking board is reset every half a year, so beware. As for sect resources, you can start buying them after you turn over at least one mission. Until then, you won't be able to access it."

The receptionist handed over about a hundred thousand immortal crystals, causing Davis to raise his brows, making him wonder just how many outer, inner, core disciples were there in the Ghost Tear Hall.

After all, they just casually handed out a hundred thousand immortal crystals to an outer disciple ranked last in the Early Immortal Grade Rankings as he was treated as such, with him killing his recruiter.

Perhaps, there were top disciples with a ridiculous amount of wage and specialized resources awarded to them?

He didn't know but thought that sooner or later, he would find out after he unveiled the mystery that shrouds the Three Supreme Assassination Powers.

Nonetheless, Davis learned about a few more things before he finally left the Lightning Flail Mercenaries- no, the hidden branch of the Ghost Tear Hall.