With the enhancement effect of the ‘Karma Eye’ and the unparalleled power of his mental perception, William Carter needed only two hours. In the blink of an eye, a blade as thin as a leaf shot from his palm, like a hidden dragon suddenly emerging from the sea of clouds. As the silver scales rolled, a flash of lightning dazzled your eyes.

That speed was like thunder and lightning, giving you no time to react—a single slash to kill.

The essence of the first move lay in its unpredictability, focusing on a single magic blade attack.

The second move involved multiple magic blades working together, attacking several targets at once, stirring up a bloody storm with terrifying power.

The third move, ‘Heaven and Earth Annihilation,’ was far too powerful, combining eight magic blades into a blade formation, containing the mysteries of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams within.

It could trap a single person or ambush a group.

When the eight extremes were unleashed, amidst a storm of blood and carnage, ghosts wailed and wolves howled, rivers of blood flowed, and corpses littered the land.

However, this move was too profound to be mastered in a short time.

“Sigh, it’s a pity I’ve only mastered the first two moves.”

William Carter shook his head with some regret. If the creator of the blade manual heard this, he’d probably jump out of his coffin.

Do you know, kid, even my most talented disciple took a month to master the first move.

He then put away the extreme blade, forming it into a ring and wearing it on his thumb.

He pretended to sleep to fool Emily Reed, then changed into a fitted black outfit, cut two eye holes in his socks to use as a mask, and quietly slipped out, heading straight for the City God Temple.

During the day, the aura of death on Megan Hill pointed directly to the City God Temple, so naturally he had to check it out.

Probably because the City God Temple was too remote and dilapidated, there hadn’t been any incense offerings for a long time. Only a few beggars lay sprawled on the ground, snoring away.

He kept watch until after 10 o’clock, but nothing else happened.

“Could I have been seeing things, or does the aura of death on Megan Hill point to something else?”

Just as he was about to leave, he noticed that Alice Foster, the coroner from the yamen, had disguised himself as a beggar and was sneaking into the City God Temple. After lingering for about a hundred breaths, he left.

That morning, William Carter had already noticed something off about this guy. As an experienced coroner, there was no way he’d forget something as major as leaving the pervert’s bodily fluids inside the victim.

Now it seemed it was definitely intentional, as if he was covering something up.

However, after waiting for half an hour, William Carter didn’t see anyone else making contact.

At that moment, a stray cat slipped out of the City God Temple and headed away.

William Carter yawned, about to leave, when he suddenly froze. He noticed that the stray cat actually had a green thread trailing from its body, swaying into the distance.

Chapter 7: Michutu

Isn’t this the ‘popularity thread’ on Samuel Thompson’s head?

Although he hadn’t found any clues related to the perverted killer, William Carter was instantly energized and followed the cat’s thread, holding his breath and focusing his mind.

Soon, the stray cat slipped into a residence.

Was it really the old house of the The Thompson Family, one of the three great families of Tianyang?

William Carter carefully lay low in the grass across from the residence, his gaze penetrating the wall to follow the big tabby cat inside.

Soon, the big tabby cat entered a room, and William Carter saw an old acquaintance—it was the The Thompson Family family head, Samuel Thompson. Samuel Thompson took a bamboo tube and pulled out a slip of paper.

William Carter peeked and saw the following written on it:

That third son of the The Carter Family suddenly turned from a dumb pig into a smart egg, extremely troublesome. We must act quickly to get rid of him, or it’ll be hard for me to proceed.

There are two suitable targets at Wild Boar Ridge. One is called Anna Bolton, second-level Yin vein, lives at No. 9 Wild Boar Ridge... The other is Grace King, third-level Yin vein, No. 18 Wild Boar Ridge. Grace King’s brother Little King has a second-level Tianmen cultivation and is a hunter with excellent archery skills—be careful.

At the bottom was a drawing of a ‘scissors.’

Alice Foster is a coroner at the yamen, and scissors are an essential tool for dissection—quite fitting.

After reading, Samuel Thompson tore the slip into pieces, crumpled it into a ball, and tossed it into the waste bin. Then he paced around the room, turned a few corners, and entered a secluded room in the north wing.

William Carter was startled, because he saw a man whose face was unfamiliar, but the ‘red thread’ on his body hadn’t changed.

It was a middle-aged man in a guard’s uniform, with a sinister look and a long scar on his face.

Who would have thought the perverted killer was hiding in the The Thompson Family?

Samuel Thompson was not one to act without benefit—the pervert must have promised him something huge.

Otherwise, Samuel Thompson would never risk putting the The Thompson Family in such danger.

William Carter looked around, boldly avoided the The Thompson Family guards, quietly entered Samuel Thompson’s room, took Alice Foster’s paper ball, and quickly retreated to his original spot.

“Wild Boar Ridge... I see.” The pervert nodded, his expression cold.

However, William Carter could tell that this guy was actually very excited, because the red thread above his head was trembling as if dancing.

“Our agreement...” Samuel Thompson looked at him.