Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1311: Chapter 1345: Weirdo

”This thing can bring the dead back to life?” Nangong Bing was utterly shocked, thinking she must have misheard.

In today’s world, where everything is about science and theory, even with the prowess of global genetic biology, it’s still impossible to achieve the miraculous feat of resurrecting the dead.

”Yes.” Lin Zifeng nodded sincerely and said, ”It’s just a legend. No one knows if such a thing truly exists, but I can assure you, if someone seizes this item, it will inevitably cause a huge uproar! It could even lead to a global conflict!”

Lin Zifeng wasn’t exaggerating. The past battle in the Greece Wilderness was the best proof of that.

If you add the Star Ring that Nangong Bing has in her possession, this war could be much more terrifying than the previous Greek conflict.

By then, it truly will be a world-level confrontation of peak level powerhouses. If one cannot survive among such peak-level warriors, there is only the danger of being obliterated.

”...”

Nangong Bing didn’t know what to say after hearing that.

In her view, Lin Zifeng was always mysterious. She never thought of asking much, nor did she want to pry into his secrets. As long as he loved her enough, why ask such unnecessary silly questions?

Now, she found herself with her mind going blank like she was missing a nerve.

”Now, just follow what I said earlier, hold your breath, gather your spiritual power, and imagine everything about the Star Ring in your mind. I’ll try to summon the Star Ring back.”

Nangong Bing closed her eyes to rest her mind, continuously chanting the Star Ring in her heart.

Trying to evoke the magical power within it.

Then, Lin Zifeng placed the Magic Bracelet at the center, beginning to channel the Primordial Energy inside using his vital energy.

”Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing,”

As he silently chanted in his heart, the Magic Bracelet started to tremble violently. Immediately, it shone with a dark light, enveloped in black brilliance, gradually floating in the center between the two.

Then, terrifying pulses of primordial energy radiated from it into the air. Though without a scorching brilliance, the Qi Force it emitted was extraordinarily terrifying.

Lin Zifeng thought, if he could step into that yearned-for yet challenging Sub-Saint Realm, channeling the abundant primordial energy into his body, what a powerful and overbearing force that would be!

Having endless primordial energy, he would gain immense benefits alone.

He might dare to battle even the peerless powerhouses of the Ninth Layer of the Sub-Saint Realm!

”No, I still can’t summon the power of the Star Ring.”

At this moment, Nangong Bing said dejectedly with furrowed brows.

This kind of meditative recall was truly mentally taxing, especially trying to pour her spiritual power into the Star Ring, which was even more impossible.

”Pop~”

The Magic Bracelet suddenly dimmed and fell onto the bed sheets.

Returning to its plain and ordinary hue.

”If that’s the case, then let it be. As long as it doesn’t harm you, don’t worry too much. After all, the road is walked slowly, food is eaten one bite at a time, rushing would be counterproductive, with significant negative implications.”

”But... is that power really such a formidable thing?” Nangong Bing’s eyebrows furrowed into a character like 川. Not being able to complete what Lin Zifeng instructed left her unwilling.

”Formidable is formidable, but once you become powerful, you lose your original nature and become someone else. Therefore, your primary responsibility now is to use your spiritual power to guide the Star Ring more. I think, over time, you’ll have a new control over that terrifying power.”

Actually, Lin Zifeng didn’t know how to control the power of the Star Ring either. If he could, he would have already unlocked the secrets within the Magic Bracelet. Could he still be here preaching eloquently?

Thus, a night quickly flew by.

All night long, Nangong Bing racked her brains without gaining any insights.

In frustration, she dashed into the room to catch up on some sleep, and the next morning, almost with massive dark circles under her eyes, she went to work at the company.

Leaving Lin Zifeng alone, buried in cultivation struggles in the room.

With Hawke Martin killed, the Skull Sect in Southeast Asia would certainly get the news within a very short time. By then, Nantian Gang would have yet another terrifying stronghold under its banner. Meanwhile, Lin Zifeng was transitioning from speechless to a bitter smile.

Currently, the foreign adversaries of the Nantian Gang include: Blood Oath remnants, Jeep, Iga, Heavenly Martial Society, Skull Sect. Two of these five forces arriving casually would be enough trouble for Lin Zifeng.

Moreover, abroad, Lin Zifeng has only just retaken Zhonghai, and most of the domestic forces remain in unfamiliar territories.

Taiwan’s Green Gang, Dragon City’s Tianhong Gang.

That’s more than enough for him to deal with.

At 3 PM, upon Wang Chongyang’s invitation, the three of them sat together once again.

Looking at Wang Xiaomin’s astonished yet doubting expression, Lin Zifeng constantly held a cup of aromatic tea, feeling somewhat embarrassed being stared at by a woman like that.

”Miss Wang, isn’t staring at me like this a bit inappropriate?” Lin Zifeng jokingly remarked with a smile.

But Wang Xiaomin remained dumbfounded, her expression towards Lin Zifeng frozen in place.

”Xiaomin.”

With a darkened face, Wang Chongyang sternly reminded her, but Wang Xiaomin was still lost in her fantasies, clearly not awakened by her father’s words.

”Xiaomin!”

This time, Wang Chongyang coughed heavily twice.

”What?!”

Wang Xiaomin snapped back to reality.

”I wonder, Miss Wang, for staring at me like this, have flowers grown on my face, perhaps?”

Lin Zifeng chuckled, reaching to take a sip from his teacup.

Earlier, when Wang Chongyang inquired about the incident with Hawke Martin that night, Lin Zifeng simply spun a tale, claiming that Hawke Martin had not died that night; later, when they met, Lin Zifeng merely slapped and killed the guy.

Essentially, it was embellishing the story, various forms of boasting.

As long as he explained how Hawke Martin died, Lin Zifeng felt he had fulfilled his reasoning.

As a result, this round of boasting left Wang Xiaomin stunned. Based on the clues her father provided after returning that night, Wang Chongyang had said that under the Divine Needle, Hawke Martin not only hadn’t lost but survived falling from such a height, only to end up being elegantly defeated by Lin Zifeng. How could this not awe Wang Xiaomin, the descendant of a Chinese Medicine Family?

At this moment, Wang Xiaomin could only offer Lin Zifeng two words: ’Freak’!

”Mr. Lin, please forgive my daughter. Since childhood, she has studied Chinese medicine with me and is quite oblivious to the outside world, so I hope you don’t mind.”

”Haha, no problem at all. If you say so, Uncle Wang, it seems too distant. After all, Xiaomin and I are friends, and since I dared to say this, it shows that I regard you as truly trustworthy friends. Moreover, that Hawke Martin is just a dead demon; being shot to death a hundred times wouldn’t be too much.”

Lin Zifeng laughed half-heartedly, thinking: Brother Hawke Martin, well, we had to wrong you a little bit; being shot to death is indeed a bargain.