Urban All-Round Master

”Haha, as long as the transmission array is set up, I can return to the Mortal World!” The thought of going back to the Mortal World made Lin Zifeng very happy, almost to the point of dancing.

The laughter reached Dongfang Ziyue’s ears nearby, attracting her gaze to Lin Zifeng.

In the Beiyao Ancient Clan, the Book Pavilion is a forbidden area for ordinary people. With Lin Zifeng’s slave status, he doesn’t have the qualification to enter.

Fortunately, as a disciple of one of the Lords, and almost facing a live taboo, Dongfang Ziyue found a reason to bring him into the Book Pavilion.

As a Sub-Saint Realm expert, Dongfang Ziyue has a fair understanding of the power of ’Transmission Arrays,’ seeing Lin Zifeng so happy, she asked in confusion:

”Why are you laughing? Is it possible that there’s a Divine Artifact in the Beiyao Ancient Clan, and you have it? How could you have such a legendary thing?”

With a wry smile, Lin Zifeng thought for a moment and decided not to reveal the secret of the Magic Bracelet to Dongfang Ziyue just yet. In this cold world, they haven’t reached a sufficient level of familiarity yet.

After leaving her with a mysterious smile, Lin Zifeng pretended to be weary from reading, and stood up to stretch lazily, muttering, ”Let’s talk about this Divine Artifact later.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zifeng showed a hint of difficulty on his face, gently saying:

”Even with the support of a Divine Artifact, the transmission array might not successfully work one hundred percent.”

With light steps, Lin Zifeng rubbed his forehead and softly explained:

”You know, this ’Transmission Array’ is an ancient formation capable of traversing planes of Time Order, its difficulty is imaginable.”

Seeing Dongfang Ziyue nod in agreement, Lin Zifeng continued:

”Arranging the transmission array requires not only the support of a Holy Artifact or Divine Artifact, but also a deeply skilled individual to manipulate the formation in case of any changes.”

At this, Lin Zifeng lowered his head with a joking tone:

”Hm... I might be the first to operate the transmission array on my own.”

In the Mortal World, Lin Zifeng had witnessed experts from hidden families using transmission arrays. The weakest among those who operated them were at the Sub-Saint Level!

After a prolonged silence, Dongfang Ziyue finally spoke:

”To operate the transmission array, I think my cultivation level should be able to help.”

As soon as she finished, Lin Zifeng’s face broke into a slight smile, with a bit of mockery in his tone:

”You? If you help me operate the transmission array, then what about yourself?”

”Do you think after resolving your live taboo issue, you’ll still be able to stay in the Beiyao Ancient Clan?”

”Don’t tell me, after causing such a big issue, your Lord will still help you bear the consequences.”

Lin Zifeng’s words seemed casual but deeply touched Dongfang Ziyue’s heart.

Indeed! Even if she resolves the live taboo, how could she possibly remain in the Beiyao Ancient Clan?

Such a big matter as the live sacrifice, even if her master Dongka Lord protects her, the remaining three Lords are not easy to deal with. Moreover, Xiluo, who has constantly fought with her master both openly and in secret, wouldn’t let go of such a significant matter easily.

Furthermore, if this issue escalates, and reaches the ears of the Five Supreme Venerables who are in closed-door cultivation, there would be trouble.

Though Lin Zifeng, who promised to help her, is highly skilled, which of the Five Supreme Venerables standing in that position is weak?

Helping is one thing, but to risk everything — Dongfang Ziyue questioned herself whether she could do the same.

At that moment, the exceedingly cold heart of Dongfang Ziyue still did not truly trust the smiling Lin Zifeng before her.

When Dongfang Ziyue remained silent, Lin Zifeng turned his eyes, understanding finally what was happening.

He hit Dongfang Ziyue right in her heart.

With an even lighter smile, Lin Zifeng made his tone sound infinitely sincere:

”Hey, Miss Dongfang; why not, when the time comes, leave with me.”

Originally deep in thought, Dongfang Ziyue heard this and immediately raised her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lin Zifeng.

Seeing Lin Zifeng wasn’t joking, Dongfang Ziyue felt at that moment that the time to change her fate was near.

Yet the instinct that had allowed her to survive in the turbulent Beiyao Ancient Clan made her resist Lin Zifeng’s words.

Turning her head, Dongfang Ziyue seemed to avoid Lin Zifeng.

However, even Dongfang Ziyue herself didn’t know why Lin Zifeng’s harmless smile kept surfacing in her mind, no matter how she concentrated, it wouldn’t go away.

Full of mixed emotions, aside from a growing trust in Lin Zifeng, Dongfang Ziyue indeed wanted to leave Beiyao Ancient Clan.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Ziyue’s beautiful eyes shifted, her peripheral vision subtly sizing up Lin Zifeng before her.

Lin Zifeng’s sharply-defined face displayed an extraordinary sincerity, not fading a single bit.

Tightly pressing her red lips, Dongfang Ziyue decided to trust Lin Zifeng once.

Just as she was about to speak, Dongfang Ziyue noticed a flash of cunning in Lin Zifeng’s eyes. His smile appeared genuine but carried a hint of imperceptible peculiarity.

Could it be... he assumed I would agree from the start when he said those words?

Realizing she was unwittingly schemed by Lin Zifeng, Dongfang Ziyue coldly snorted, curling her lips:

”Aside from Holy Artifacts, I fear you’ve never set up a transmission array either. Let’s discuss such a life-or-death matter slowly after things are settled.”

Dongfang Ziyue’s words were undeniable. As soon as they left her mouth, her previously displeased face returned to its usual icy coldness.

Lin Zifeng saw this but nodded, secretly sighing.

Dongfang Ziyue, in terms of character, certainly isn’t bad, but her perpetually icy facade is truly unapproachable.

With a change of thought, Lin Zifeng surprisingly revealed a slight smile.

What he did earlier was actually intentionally performed for Dongfang Ziyue. His purpose was to observe her reactions.

If Dongfang Ziyue had remained completely cold, he would have done his part to help and then stayed out of it.

But because of Dongfang Ziyue’s cold snort just now, Lin Zifeng realized she wasn’t as cold as eternal ice.

At least in front of him, Dongfang Ziyue occasionally shows some internal changes.

Both harboring thoughts, the slightly dim Book Pavilion seemed somewhat oppressive; raising his head, Lin Zifeng decided to set aside the matter of the transmission array:

”By the way, Miss Dongfang, the clan daughters are considered quite important in the Beiyao Ancient Clan. Are there any books here in the Book Pavilion that record the clan daughters of past generations?”

Lin Zifeng was naturally interested in the previous clan daughter — Meng Bingyun.