Urban All-Round Master

But after Shen Wuheng went to the Demon God Sect, their Sect Master, Yao Qingjiao, had absolutely no intention of helping the Divine Sky Sect.

Back at the Kunling Mountain fight over Liu Shen’s vicious Soldier, Lin Zifeng killed a man named Yao Qingman. This man had deep ties with the Demon God Sect and was said to be a traitor of the sect. Dead is dead. The Demon God Sect people aren’t idiots either. How could they possibly offend the current Holy Hall over a traitor?

Besides, the Divine Sky Sect’s Cloud Finger Peak Master, Shen Kong, had once joined forces with the Demon God Sect to wipe out South Heavenly Gate. On that account alone, however you look at it, the Demon God Sect still owes the Holy Hall a favor. They’ve been racking their brains to find a chance to cozy up to the Holy Hall. How could they possibly go to war with the Holy Hall for the Divine Sky Sect? Unless the Demon God Sect’s people had gone stupid.

After Shen Wuheng got this definitive answer, his darkened face twitched slightly. He already understood what Yao Qingjiao meant. If he kept talking, he’d only make himself seem worthless in front of them. After Shen Wuheng left, a middle‑aged man with a beaming face walked out from the Dark Pavilion area of the Tea Hall.

The man had his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes deep as if they could see through ten thousand years. He first glanced at Yao Qingjiao, who was casually drinking tea on a sandalwood chair, then walked up to him. He stroked his small beard, grinned, and said, ”So? Shen Wuheng even came in person. You really don’t plan to give him any face at all?” The man came up to Yao Qingjiao, smiling.

His looks were extremely similar to Yao Qingjiao’s, as if they were twins. His name was Yao Chenfeng, the Sect Leader of the Demon God Sect. Though only the Sect Leader, he was one of the strongest Sub‑Saints! He and Yao Qingjiao were both Eastern Kings. Inside the sect and clan, they controlled two top‑grade Holy Artifacts: the Devil God Staff and the Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace. Overall, they were not much weaker than the Divine Sky Sect. But in terms of individual high‑end combat power, the Demon God Sect’s top experts might well outnumber those of the Divine Sky Sect!

In the Divine Sky Sect, aside from Shen Wuheng, there was only the Nine Layer Heaven Sub‑Saint Sect Leader Shen Ji. But the Demon God Sect had two Eastern Kings. You could imagine how terrifying that kind of strength was.

”Hmph, why should I give the Divine Sky Sect any face?” Yao Qingjiao slowly put down the exquisite teacup in his hand, cold light flickering in his eyes. This man was known to the outside world as the ”Demon Emperor,” one of the foremost known experts in all of Huaxia. Over ten years ago, when the Demon God Sect was at its lowest point, it was entirely thanks to him single‑handedly covering the sky that he dragged the Demon God Sect back up by force, achieving today’s pattern of one Church, two Sects, and three Holy Lands. You could imagine how overwhelming his means and style were.

”Heh heh. Interesting. Very interesting. I didn’t expect that South Heavenly Gate, which I never thought much of, actually grew into something. Didn’t think that kid really had some skill. Now he’s even playing this ’washing off the black and putting on the white’ game. Really didn’t see that coming. The changes are just too big.” Yao Chenfeng stroked his beard with a squinting smile. Ever since the uproar Lin Zifeng caused in Yanjing, he had already drawn the attention of people like them. They just hadn’t made a move on him.

”So what? That so‑called Holy Hall—do you really think it can amount to anything?” Sitting above, Yao Qingjiao let out two cold laughs. With a sneer he said, ”Just watch. It won’t be long before this Holy Hall collapses. When the show starts, you’d better watch carefully.”

”Oh? Why are you so down on that kid?” Yao Chenfeng twitched his nose. He himself actually thought quite highly of Lin Zifeng. Over these years, Lin Zifeng was one of the young people he had the highest regard for. To roam across Huaxia and, at such a young age, possess everything he did now—there were probably very, very few like him.

”Why so many whys? I don’t think much of him, so I don’t. If you’re willing, we can make a bet.”

”Bet on what!” Yao Chenfeng’s eyes lit up. He really enjoyed this kind of wager. In his view, Lin Zifeng was entirely a man built on fortune. Once enough time passed and his fortune ran out, he’d naturally revert to his original form. But no one had expected that Lin Zifeng still held the Heavenly Painting Halberd. That was his true variable.

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After being rejected by Yao Chenfeng, Shen Wuheng quickly led his people back to the Divine Sky Sect, but this breath of anger really wouldn’t go down. The Divine Sky Sect was in Huzhou, and the current Holy Hall was in Yanjing, extremely far apart. Wiping out the current Holy Hall in a very short time was already impossible. And the Holy Hall now was no longer the fragile South Heavenly Gate of the past.

Lin Zifeng directly announced to the world that the Heavenly Painting Halberd was in his hands. Whoever the hell had the guts could come try and take it from him. This news shook the world yet again. Although the one Church, two Sects, and three Holy Lands all had the power to wipe out the Holy Hall, who was so full and idle that they’d go poke that hornet’s nest when the other side posed no direct threat?

Just like that... as time blinked by, another week passed. Originally, Lin Zifeng had been worried about retaliation from the Divine Sky Sect. But with time passing like this, that worry felt completely unnecessary.

Instead of waiting around like this, better to do something else...

Lin Zifeng thought to himself. Over these few days, Handsome Guy had suggested making a trip back to the Greece Wilderness. That left Lin Zifeng a bit hesitant. The key was that he wasn’t too at ease about Nangong Bing. In the end, Handsome Guy proposed that Lin Zifeng take Nangong Bing along to the Greece Wilderness. The Greece Wilderness was filled with too many mysteries. Back then, in the battle of the Blazing Angel in the Greece Wilderness, far too much blood of war had been left there. Lin Zifeng also very much wanted to go walk that land himself. Maybe, in the Greece Wilderness, his parents had really left something behind...

So this matter dragged on for many days. Only then did Lin Zifeng decide that one man and one dog would once again set off to the Greece Wilderness for a trip. As for Old Buddha Nangong Bing’s current situation, it wasn’t very suitable for long travel. She was now pregnant, and her strength in the Holy Hall was among the very top. As long as her identity as a Demon Cultivator wasn’t exposed, there probably wouldn’t be any major problem in the short term.

That night... at Beiming Yu’s invitation, Lin Zifeng went alone to the Beiming Mansion. Tonight, the Beiming Mansion seemed very different from usual. Ever since the three great Families had been wiped out in a single night in Yanjing, the Beiming Family had basically covered the sky with one hand in Yanjing. With no enemies, their development naturally became rapid and massive.

Their industries, in a strong alliance with the current Holy Hall, had pushed the economy to an unprecedented height. Tonight Beiming Yu had personally invited him; this was also the first time Lin Zifeng had enjoyed this kind of treatment.

He was very surprised, and rather astonished. He absolutely hadn’t expected Beiming Yu to invite him so warmly. From far off, Lin Zifeng had already seen Beiming Yu bringing his two daughters to wait at the gate for his arrival. That made Lin Zifeng feel a bit flattered for a moment. Could it be that Beiming Yu had changed his personality?