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{Bound to my soul let me be traceless, remembering everything and gaining the memory and skill of a great man}

[Die for me], the vicious mechanical voice mixed with human emotions caused the mist to attack him but he had already left this time and space, with a playful smile.

[Ahhhh], the trader screamed in anger as he found that the soul couldn't be found at all, but it soon calmed down.

[Since you don't want to spend your wealth then I will definitely kill you in this plane], the mist grey and gloomy shit into the gate of light before disappearing completely.

Shen Zi who had just survived the attack of the trader and became his so called past life Wei Yang had awoken in his room.

He was only three year old but unlike those of the family who had to practice the Purple Qi Technique every morning to cleanse their body and improve their spirit root he could sleep.

Why because his grandad, was the previous patriarch, his father the current, his mother is a princess of the empire, his older sister has also been accepted by the patriarch of the Vermilion Sword Palace, as the heir of the palace master, his uncle is also a sword god who has great prestige, and his aunt is the master of a killer organisation.

Wei Yang who was always used to living in luxury accepted it without any scruples because his family wasn't any different.

His granddad was of martial arts lineage, his grandmother is of medical lineage, his father became the wealthiest man in the world, his uncle the master of the underworld, his mother of military lineage controls the world military, his aunt the queen of the literary circle, his sister the boss of the tech world and his brother the movie emperor.

If he was blind he would really think this is he had been chosen but in fact it was because both him and Wei Yang were rich, only Wei Yang got the short end of the stick.

Now he is here and can change the life of a fellow rich man by the way taking away his wealth at the same time.

Anyways he focused on something else, related to the first desire he made, the memory and skill of a great man.

Killer, it was his name but it is also his proffession, he was born in the age before technology even the age before the appearance of civilization.

He began killing from birth, killing insects then killing birds, which turned to humans which later became beasts, proficient and ruthless.

He obtained a green glowing stone that extended his life for a thousand years, during which he perfected his killing into a skill.

Killing Eyes, he felt that he didn't need to do anything but the man or beast must die which is why he created this skill.

It can see the entire internal body, identify all weak points, and with the use of mental strength and killing intent kill silently and perfectly.

His eyes burned changing from brown to black, his pupils straightened vertically becoming pure white, that glowed with a gentle aura.

Looking in the mirror, he saw the body of the boy with nothing but red light meaning his entire body is a weakness.

Silently closing his eyes they returned to the almond brown eyes but simultaneously his soul had travelled to a space of mist.