Chapter 128: The Water Moon Sect

Jack and Sid both looked somewhat displeased, but they did not oppose Jenny’s words. They knew her character well, and it seemed she had not spoken incorrectly—she had merely taken the opportunity to scold them as well.

“Oh, alright then. We’ll discuss this matter later. Hehe, I’m already full. Now I want to go for a walk. You two go back and rest, or take care of whatever you need to do!” Long Fei said this to Jack and Sid.

The two understood that Long Fei wanted to be alone with Jenny, so naturally, they did not continue to be third wheels. They said their goodbyes to Long Fei and returned to their rooms, while Long Fei took Jenny out of the Seaside Grand Hotel. They strolled along the coastal road for about ten minutes, then passed through a coral grove together and found a rock by the shore to sit down.

No sooner had Long Fei sat down than Jenny pressed him to the ground, her body entwining with his. This enchantress seemed eager to seize every moment for wild abandon with him, unwilling to let go for even an instant.

In such surroundings, an impromptu rendezvous was indeed a fine choice. Long Fei was not a stallion, nor was he indifferent to passion. How could he refuse the good fortune that Jenny brought to his doorstep? Not least because she had been sleepless the entire previous night—he did not want to reject her again. A little hardship was nothing; after all, what man’s life is free from toil?

Occasionally, distant beachgoers strolled along the sand, and women clad in bikinis swam in the sea, but none of this stirred Long Fei’s interest. He was completely captivated by the half-naked woman beneath him, and being intimate in such a setting brought unparalleled pleasure.

After the waves had calmed, the two embraced once more, faces alight with satisfaction.

As dusk neared, lovers frolicked on the distant beach, and the red sun slowly dipped below the horizon, bathing half the sky in rosy light. Long Fei suddenly thought that if he could spend his whole life holding the one he loved, watching sunsets like this, it would be truly wonderful. And if he could bring a group of beautiful women to play on this beach, it would be even more fulfilling—a life akin to that of immortals.

Yet, when he recalled the prophecy, a wave of gloom washed over him. It seemed his fate was no longer his to choose. What frustrated him further was that he knew nothing of the prophecy, yet he was inexorably stepping into the destiny foretold.

For someone like Long Fei, who cherished freedom and the power to shape his own and others’ destinies, this was a crushing blow. But remembering what Ye Wentian had said, that after returning he would reveal some truths, perhaps the journey to Yanjing would grant him some clarity, giving his life purpose and quelling his present confusion.

Long Fei felt an urge to laugh aloud, but he suppressed it. Instead, he pulled out a cigarette. Before he could light it, Jenny snatched the lighter from his hand and ignited it for him.

He inhaled deeply, exhaling a large smoke ring, and his heart gradually steadied.

“Sid really likes you, doesn’t he?” Long Fei asked suddenly, his tone serious.

Jenny was taken aback. “Darling, you know I wouldn’t fall for anyone but you. The same goes for Sid!”

Patting Jenny’s shoulder, Long Fei smiled, “Dear, you’re too sensitive. I never said you’d be unfaithful to me!”

He tapped his own chest playfully. Jenny’s ample curves trembled, making Long Fei’s heart flutter. She made an adorably frightened face and said, “Oh heavens, darling, can you say such things with a smile next time? It really scares me.”

“Don’t worry, my dear. Even if I can’t marry you, I’ll treat you well for life!” Long Fei said with some emotion. He had always felt deeply for Jenny, especially in those intimate moments.

Jenny rested her head contentedly on Long Fei’s shoulder and laughed, “Darling Long, you know, in all my life, I’ve never been this happy before. I used to hate men, but it seems because of you, I’m beginning to change my mind. Hehe.”

“Do you mean you won’t kill people as cruelly as before?” Long Fei teased.

Jenny laughed, “Of course not. Anyone who dares to have designs on me will still be dealt with ruthlessly. But for others, I might choose a different approach. Actually, I have many methods of killing, and I’m proficient in more than just one.”

Long Fei broke into a sweat on his back but chuckled, “That’s good. Otherwise, you’d no longer be the ‘Poisonous Rose’—your assassin group would have to rename itself ‘Red Rose’ or ‘Pink Rose.’ Haha!”

After a pause, seeing Jenny immersed in the moment’s atmosphere, Long Fei said, “By the way, Sid is the first heir of the Seymour family, right? Or rather, isn’t he the one currently managing their business?”

Jenny was surprised. “Yes, but for some reason, Sid has entrusted the family affairs to others. Oh, why do you ask?”

“Well, dear, I have a task for you. I want you to bring Sid over to my side!” Long Fei’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since the future was uncertain, he should prepare early, keeping a trump card for himself. The Seymour family was one of Britain’s top aristocratic houses, powerful both economically and politically—a treasure trove to tap into.

“Dear, I’m already yours. Sid has long been on your side too!” Jenny seemed puzzled.

Long Fei smiled, “I want the Seymour family, not just Sid. Understand?”

“Oh, that might be a bit difficult, but I’ll find a chance to persuade him!” Jenny frowned. This was indeed a challenging task.

“All right, I trust you won’t let me down!” Long Fei grinned. “But it’s okay if it doesn’t work out.”

Jenny nodded, “Okay, I’ll do my best!”

As night fell, the two returned to the hotel, had dinner in the dining hall, and went back to their room. Upon entering, they found Long Girl sitting smilingly on the sofa. No one knew how she had gotten in.

After Jenny kissed Long Fei goodbye and left, Long Fei sat beside Long Girl and asked, “How did things go today?”

“Not bad. By the way, I want to ask—how do you plan to handle the affairs of the Koga and Iga ninja clans?” Long Girl smiled.

Long Fei snapped his fingers and said coldly, “Of course, I’ll watch the tigers fight from the mountain!”

“That’s best. Otherwise, I fear it would stir up certain people. If they intervene, it would be very disadvantageous to you. So you’d better not act directly! That’s why I wanted to take you away from the Black Dragon Casino last night,” Long Girl said earnestly.

Long Fei was stunned. Damn, who were these people that even Long Girl took seriously?

“Who do you mean by ‘certain people’?”

“Have you heard of the Suigetsu Sect?” Long Girl asked.

“Suigetsu Sect? The name sounds familiar, but I don’t know much about it,” Long Fei admitted. He recalled hearing the name somewhere but was unsure.

Long Girl explained, “The Suigetsu Sect is Japan’s most mysterious gang. It’s said to have been passed down since ancient times. The group is small, at most a dozen or so members, but each one is an absolute master. I’d say, except for the sect leader and the four elders, any disciple could easily defeat you!”

Long Fei was startled. Damn, that was exaggerated. He knew his own strength well; if just any disciple could beat him, then if the master appeared, he would be instantly defeated.

Seeing Long Fei’s disbelief, Long Girl said sternly, “You must be careful. I’m telling you the truth. The Suigetsu Sect’s power is beyond what you can handle now. You’d better hurry and improve your cultivation. Fortunately, the Suigetsu Sect is like a legend in Japan—they never send anyone into the mundane world lightly. As long as Japan remains intact, they won’t intervene. But I also heard they have ties with the Koga and Iga clans, so I’m warning you!”

Long Fei sighed in frustration. “How can I improve my cultivation when you won’t tell me where the Dragon Yang Divine Skill is?”

“Don’t worry. Didn’t Song He teach you a spiritual cultivation method? Practice it well, and you’ll see unexpected benefits. As for the Dragon Yang Divine Skill, rest assured, it will be yours sooner or later,” Long Girl said softly, giving him a humble glance.

“Do you know where the Suigetsu Sect members live?” Long Fei was curious. Such formidable people had to have a secluded hideout.

“Suigetsu Peak!”

“Where is Suigetsu Peak?”

Long Girl frowned. “I don’t know. Probably few people do. It’s said to be on a mountain in Japan, shrouded in clouds year-round, with the summit always covered in snow. I guess the Suigetsu Sect must be versed in your China’s so-called Seven Gates Escape techniques. So even if ordinary people reach Suigetsu Peak, they won’t reveal their whereabouts.”

“Suigetsu Sect…” Long Fei muttered, frowning.

An ancient mansion spanning several thousand square meters, surrounded by high walls, with modest wooden houses inside arranged sensibly. Its style was simple, retaining the architectural features of China’s Tang and Song dynasties. The two vermilion gates remained closed year-round.

This was the Koga clan’s headquarters and the residence of Koga Tanida. It was also a cultural heritage protection area closely guarded by the Japanese government. Located in the suburbs, tourists were strictly prohibited, and roads were blocked five miles from here. To ordinary Japanese citizens, this place was somewhat mysterious and little known.

About ten kilometers from Koga Tanida’s residence stood a similarly styled old mansion, the territory of the Iga clan. It too was heavily protected by the government. Ordinary people rarely came, and if they did, they were quickly turned away.

A dark and windy night suitable for killing.

It was past one a.m. No dogs barked; only summer insects occasionally chirped, making the ancient mansion feel even more silent and desolate. All lights inside the courtyard were extinguished. Outsiders might think the place was deserted, but in truth, the Koga and Iga clans were locked in tense confrontation. Both ninja clans had urgently summoned many experts back. Even at this late hour, the seemingly peaceful mansion was riddled with undercover agents. Its security surpassed even the Japanese emperor’s palace.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared as if from nowhere, standing atop the tall wall. Under faint starlight, the figure was clad in pitch-black night gear, with only the eyes visible. After a brief pause, he silently leapt into the courtyard.

“Who—” The moment the black-clad man landed, he was spotted.

He showed no surprise, drew a tanto from his back, and with a flash of the blade, sprayed blood. A Koga ninja who had just jumped out of the darkness immediately lost his head and collapsed. But in an instant, lights flickered on in several rooms, and countless Koga ninjas sprang out as if prepared in advance.

The black-clad man remained unhurried. With a wave of his left hand, a cluster of shuriken scattered, and two Koga ninjas collapsed with agonized screams. Yet, in that split second, two figures dashed forward, silently swinging their tantos at him.

With a flash, the black figure vanished in a puff of smoke and reappeared behind a Koga ninja. The blade flashed, and blood splattered. In that brief time, four Koga ninjas had fallen.

More ninjas charged, wielding swords, shuriken, sickles, and other hidden weapons. The black-clad man seemed unwilling to linger, disappearing again. When he reappeared, he plunged his tanto deep into a ninja’s abdomen, threw a claw, and leapt into the air. Mid-flip, he dodged several hidden arrows, then dashed outside the courtyard gate. With a flash, he vanished into a nearby grove. When the Koga ninjas scrambled over the wall in pursuit, there was no sign of the black-clad man.

Koga Tanida sat cross-legged in the main hall. In front of him, over a hundred Koga ninja disciples also sat cross-legged, their eyes filled with hatred and fear. Behind Koga Tanida, on the wall, was a large character for “Ninja,” written with great skill—clearly by the hands of masters.

“Yukihito-kun, what do you make of tonight’s incident?” Koga Tanida struggled to suppress his agitation, but a fierce fire still burned in his chest and abdomen.