Bai Yiyuan fled in a flustered panic, and Lin Moyu couldn't help but let out a wry smile.
Instant karma. Just monts ago, Bai Yiyuan had been mocking ng Anwen behind his back, and now it had co back to bite him.
“Looks like Teacher Bai has his own story.” Lin Moyu mused, amused at the thought of what that tale might be.
He wandered casually through the fortress, blending into the crowd.
Inside the fortress, three stages glowed with light, each sealed with a magic formation.
On them, dueling matches were in full swing.
On one stage, a Knight and an Archer clashed.
The limited space clearly put the Archer at a disadvantage, but he made up for it with agility, dodging relentlessly while firing off quick counterattacks.
The Knight, anwhile, charged headlong, relying on brute force over skill.
A crowd had gathered around the stage, watching and comnting animatedly.
Lin Moyu listened for a mont and quickly pieced things together.
The Archer was from the empire’s northwestern Zhang Family. He had claid that even in confined spaces, Archers could outmatch lee class users through agility and ranged attacks.
His remarks didn’t sit well with many—particularly a Knight from the southwestern Wang Family.
Their debate escalated until they decided to settle it with a duel.
Both were evenly matched in terms of level, making it a fair fight.
The other two stages held similar disputes, duels sparked by clashing opinions.
But Lin Moyu quickly lost interest. The fights looked like child’s play to him.
Compared to the enemies he’d faced, the people on the stages didn’t even register.
“Dummy Lin!”
Just as Lin Moyu turned to leave the stage area, a familiar voice rang out.
A faint smile appeared in his eyes. Only a handful of people called him that.
Turning around, he saw Xia Xue, accompanied by Feng Xiu and Zuo i. The trio quickly made their way toward him.
"It really is you. I knew I wasn’t seeing things." Xia Xue said cheerfully.
"Long ti no see." Lin Moyu greeted them.
It had indeed been a while since he’d last seen the three. Their sudden reunion took him by surprise.
He quickly noticed that both Xia Xue and Zuo i had changed. Their auras were sharper. And their levels...
The two had each surpassed level 35, a massive leap in a short ti.
They were now far ahead of their peers who entered Xiajing Academy at the sa ti, even surpassing many students from the previous year.
Feng Xiu had also improved but lagged behind at level 30.
Lin Moyu figured sothing significant must have happened to the two.
Xia Xue asked curiously, “With your strength and status, are you here to challenge the Divine Stone Dungeon too?”
“I’m just here as a guest.” Lin Moyu replied softly.
Zuo i let out a relieved breath, “Thank goodness. Otherwise, we wouldn’t stand a chance.”
With Lin Moyu’s strength, not even the elders might be able to compete. If he entered the Divine Stone Dungeon, it would be hopeless for everyone else.
Xia Xue chuckled, “Exactly. If Dummy Lin went in, we might as well quit.”
Feng Xiu said, “The Divine Stone Dungeon is a special solo dungeon. Its difficulty scales with the participant’s level. Level advantage doesn’t matter much in there. But…”
He glanced at Lin Moyu, “With Godly General Lin’s combat power, no one else would stand a chance anyway.”
Lin Moyu smiled faintly, “I’m not going in. You guys should give it your best shot and aim for the final reward.”
Xia Xue’s eyes lit up, “Half a Talent Divine Stone! It gives a 30% chance to awaken a talent during the third class awakening!”
They continued chatting as they walked, eventually arriving at another part of the fortress.
This area had a distinct comrcial feel, lined with restaurants and taverns, most set up just for the Divine Stone Dungeon event.
They picked a restaurant and chose a window-side table.
Xia Xue said in a quiet voice, “Dummy Lin, you’re probably wondering how Zuo i and I leveled up so fast, right?”
Lin Moyu nodded, his curiosity apparent.
Xia Xue smiled, “I returned to my family and activated my bloodline. I’m a lot stronger now.”
Lin Moyu recalled that Xia Xue was the granddaughter of Xia Bojian and a mber of the Xia Family.
While not as prestigious as the Ning Family, the Xia Family still a powerful lineage with deep roots and hidden legacies.
It wasn’t unusual for people like her—or like Ning Yiyi, who had undergone special training—to level up rapidly.
But what puzzled him more was Zuo i. How had she grown so fast?
Xia Xue answered for her, “You probably didn’t know this, but Zuo i is a descendant of the Legendary Zuo Family.”
The Legendary Zuo Family...
Lin Moyu’s thoughts imdiately drifted to the stories and history he’d read.
Many families had risen and fallen throughout the ages, with so lasting over a thousand years, while others only decades.
The Zuo Family had stood for over 500 years and was ranked among the most prestigious great families.
Renowned as an Assassin family, most of its mbers belonged to the Rogue class.
They had pushed the Assassin path to its absolute peak, standing at the very pinnacle of the class.
Their bloodline carried a unique trait: once activated, every class awakening would inevitably lead to a class sublimation.
As a result, each generation produced multiple high-tier legendary class holders, giving rise to a steady stream of God-level powerhouses.
They had slain Demon Kings and exterminated Demons, achieving countless military feats—each one more legendary than the last.
Thus, the na “Legendary Zuo Family” ca to be.
So even predicted that if a God-level mber of the Zuo Family reached the half-step Transcendent God-level, they would be capable of assassinating the Demon Emperor.
Unsurprisingly, the family beca a thorn in the side of the Demons.
Decades ago, the Demons launched a devastating assault.
First, they launched an attack at the Dinsional Battlefield, drawing away the Zuo Family’s two God-level powerhouses.
Subsequently, a large number of Demon Kings surrounded and besieged the two God-level powerhouses.
anwhile, the Demon Worship Society launched a full-scale slaughter of the family, even summoning Demon King avatars.
In a single night, the Zuo Family was practically annihilated.
Very few knew the truth of what had happened. Lin Moyu had only discovered it after digging through vast archives of information.
Looking at Zuo i, Lin Moyu said, “I had no idea you were from the Zuo Family.”
Zuo i nodded, “Senior Xia brought back to the family. Although there’s no one left, but the legacies live on.”
Lin Moyu gave a soft grunt, “The Zuo Family was once glorious and powerful. That very glory is what made the Demons so wary of them.”
“Since you’ve inherited the Zuo Family’s bloodline, you must remain vigilant.”
Feng Xiu said quietly, “Very few people know the truth. We won’t reveal anything until Zuo i is strong enough to protect herself.”
Lin Moyu said, “If there’s anything I can do to help, just say the word.”
The Zuo Family had made trendous contributions to humanity, and Lin Moyu held them in high regard.
“Thank you, Godly General Lin.” Zuo i replied.
Lin Moyu shook his head, “We’re friends.”
Xia Xue giggled, “Exactly! No more ‘Godly General Lin’—it sounds way too formal.”
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from the stairs. A fragrant aroma drifted through the air as a group of won ascended.
Leading the group was Jialan Yeyu. The mont she saw Lin Moyu, she exclaid, “You’re not dead!”
A figure suddenly rushed forward.
Before anyone could react, the figure had already thrown herself into Lin Moyu’s arms, clinging to him tightly.
“You’re not dead… thank goodness. You’re alive.” Mu Xianxian sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Xia Xue and the other two watched with growing curiosity, intrigue flickering in their eyes.
They had t Ning Yiyi—so who was this beautiful woman?
Lost in her emotions, Mu Xianxian didn’t notice the others.
She had been consud with worry, and now, seeing Lin Moyu safe and sound, all her pent-up feelings burst forth.
Lin Moyu gently patted her back, “Of course I wouldn’t die. But if you keep hugging like this, I just might.”
Startled, Mu Xianxian let out a small cry and quickly pulled away.
Only then did she realize how inappropriate her reaction had been. Her face flushed as red as a pogranate.
Just then, a ray of white light descended from the sky, casting a holy glow over the restaurant.
“Lin Moyu, long ti no see!”
Mo Yun, sitting on Holy Spirit Unicorn, landed gracefully by the window and greeted Lin Moyu.
Xia Xue muttered under her breath, “Oh great, here cos another one.”
Zuo i and Feng Xiu nodded in agreent.
At that mont, another figure appeared at the top of the stairs. She spotted Lin Moyu and called out sweetly, “Junior Lin!”
User Comments
0 comments from readers