Urban All-Round Master

"You are very strong. If given a few more years, you will surely become the top expert in the Lianyun Empire. I hope we can have another duel in a few years. I believe, by then, you won’t disappoint me, and I won’t disappoint you either."

"Haha, then I really look forward to it." Lin Zifeng laughed heartily, not saying much. After all, the three people in front of him had lost to him; naturally, they felt uncomfortable. Saying too much would instead stir up resentment. In this world, whether in the Mortal World or in the Third Parallel Universe, small-minded people are everywhere, like a heap of rotten *****, getting contaminated a little bit can unintentionally bring disaster, not even knowing how one dies. Therefore, Lin Zifeng is trying hard to keep a low profile now.

After bidding farewell to Lin Zifeng one by one, he didn’t linger and took Dongfang Xiaohuang home.

Once home, he originally wanted to rest, as the trial in the Imperial Palace today had greatly exhausted his body. Unexpectedly, upon returning to the bedroom, Dongfang Ziyue walked in wearing a classical white robe.

"You!"

Lin Zifeng was startled, thinking someone followed him in. Turning back, he was even more shocked to see the dignified eldest miss of the Dongfang family from the Marquis Mansion had come into a man’s room. If this were to spread, it wouldn’t sound good for anyone.

At the very least, it certainly wouldn’t sound good for Dongfang Ziyue.

"How did you get in? Are you following me?" Lin Zifeng frowned. With only the two of them in the room, it would definitely affect them if word got out.

"If I come to clear something up with you, would you forgive me?" Dongfang Ziyue had thought for a long time before coming, needing to explain some matters to Lin Zifeng. With his strength, he could naturally guess something.

"What do you want to say? Just say it. I’m an optimistic person; there’s no hurdle I can’t overcome. If you say it gently, maybe my heart will soften and I’ll let it go." Lin Zifeng spread his hands and shrugged, smiling.

"I was the one who attempted to assassinate you that night." Dongfang Ziyue said with a solemn face.

But her heart was racing. She knew Lin Zifeng would certainly guess it, only he didn’t want to say it. However, Dongfang Ziyue now needed Lin Zifeng’s help; she had to make things clear.

"I knew it was you. If you didn’t say anything, I wouldn’t bother asking."

To Dongfang Ziyue’s surprise, Lin Zifeng was so optimistic and magnanimous, as if nothing had happened in his eyes.

"You... aren’t you going to ask why?" Dongfang Ziyue was entirely unprepared for Lin Zifeng’s words, nor expected him to be so calm. Even knowing she tried to assassinate him, he’d at least show a more exaggerated expression.

"No, there’s no reason to ask. Since you attempted an assassination that night and now came to tell me, requesting my forgiveness, if I am not wrong, you must be asking for my help or come to ask me for something, right?" Lin Zifeng smiled.

"I do want your help. But..."

"Go ahead, suppressing it. I think you must feel uncomfortable in your heart; I also find it odd to listen. Just be straightforward and clear it all up."

"Since you’ve forgiven me, I’ll be direct. I do need your help, but I’m not here to beg." Dongfang Ziyue resolved, raising her head and continuing: "Didn’t you say you could help me with the Beiyao Ancient Clan crisis? I think you surely have requirements, right?"

"Yes, I have large demands. I want to infiltrate your Beiyao Ancient Clan to find some information I need." Lin Zifeng’s face gradually grew heavy, saying: "I know the Beiyao Ancient Clan is very powerful. It’s definitely insufficient with only my ability."

"What do you want to do?"

"This, naturally, depends on your choice. If I help you resolve the crisis, will you take me into the Beiyao Ancient Clan to help me complete what I wish to do?"

"Aren’t you afraid the Beiyao Ancient Clan will kill you?"

"Afraid, very much so. Who wouldn’t fear death? However, even if I die, I’d hope it’s more worthwhile." Lin Zifeng smiled: "I can help you escape this crisis, but you must listen to me."

"As long as you can ensure I won’t die, everything’s negotiable." Dongfang Ziyue smiled faintly.

This smile set Lin Zifeng’s heart racing. Truly, a beauty’s smile can topple a city and a kingdom.

"Alright, I want to understand some things about the Beiyao Ancient Clan; can you tell me?"

"Ask away."

Dongfang Ziyue said.

"Has the Beiyao Ancient Clan already gone through eighteen Clan Daughter sacrifices historically? Why did the nineteenth sacrifice fail? It’s said that mysterious Clan Daughter consumed the Clan Daughter’s Heart, combining the powers of the previous eighteen. Is that true?"

Lin Zifeng had investigated the Beiyao Ancient Clan records, especially about the nineteenth Clan Daughter, said to have defected from the Beiyao Ancient Clan, even consuming the Clan Daughter’s Heart of the previous eighteen, gaining powerful strength and rebelling away from the Beiyao Ancient Clan.

"Yes, she is the taboo of the Beiyao Ancient Clan, and its greatest shame." Dongfang Ziyue said expressionlessly: "Her fate was good, better than mine, having a Heavenly-defying Level man to protect her, allowing her to rebel and leave the Beiyao Ancient Clan. But I am different; even if I can leave the Beiyao Ancient Clan, my family and the Dongfang Family cannot possibly defeat this ancient clan that has existed for millennia."

"Oh? Heavenly-defying Level man? Who?"

Lin Zifeng was very curious. In the materials he reviewed, someone indeed saved that nineteenth Clan Daughter, but he didn’t know which man saved that nineteenth Clan Daughter.

"He’s called the Demon Lord, a person from the Heavenly-defying Ancient Clan from tens of thousands of years ago, but unfortunately, that’s long past. I only know this, and nothing more."

"Demon Lord? What Demon Lord?"

"I don’t know, I only know our Beiyao Ancient Clan’s nineteenth Clan Daughter was named Meng Bingyun, and nothing else."

"Boom!"

Lin Zifeng’s body trembled violently as if jolted by something, his mind exploding.

His tiger eyes became hollow, and his expression changed instantly.

Excitedly, he asked: "Are you saying the Clan Daughter who rebelled and left the Beiyao Ancient Clan was named Meng Bingyun? Is that right?"

"What’s wrong with you?" Dongfang Ziyue noticed his demeanor and appearance seemed off.

At this moment, Lin Zifeng’s eyes were burning red, tears faintly glistening. He could never forget his mother’s real name.

When he was very young, his mother once told him her real name was Meng Bingyun. But many people never called her by her real name, Meng Bingyun. Now thinking back, when his mother was at their old home in Zhonghai City, she used a pseudonym. And the Clan Daughter who defected from the Beiyao Ancient Clan might very well be his mother!

(Today’s update is finished, at least ten times! Huahua didn’t fool you, right?)