"Hehe, Mr. Lin is a wise person. I believe Mr. Lin naturally understands everything I just said."
"What if I still don’t quite understand?" Lin Zifeng smiled as he looked directly into his eyes.
Instantly, the atmosphere between the two solidified. A thick sense of battle floated between them.
After a long while, Jipu Qingtian laughed twice and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, this benefits both you and . Mr. Lin can consider it."
"Sorry, I, Lin Zifeng, never liked this way of cooperation. Thank you, Mr. Jipu, for this dinner. Farewell!"
After saying that, Lin Zifeng smiled slightly, adjusted his suit, and walked away decisively.
"Mr. Lin!"
Unwilling to give up, Jipu Qingtian called out to Lin Zifeng from behind.
Lin Zifeng paused in his steps.
"Mr. Lin, I hope we can continue our cooperation." Jipu Qingtian had already dropped his pretenses. He knew in his heart that the other party was a smart person, and any excess disguise would be detrintal to their future cooperation. It would be better to tell him earlier, which would greatly benefit both parties.
"Mr. Jipu, before you sought my cooperation, you should have clearly understood my character, Lin Zifeng. Of course, whether we can continue to cooperate is not up to my personal decision." After speaking, Lin Zifeng didn’t look back and turned to leave.
Lin Zifeng was indeed a peculiar person. He knew that collaborating with Jipu Qingtian would certainly benefit him, but he never followed the normal path in anything he did.
Rather than cooperating with the Jipu Family, it’s better to rely on himself.
Dealing with a tiger is sothing not to be done~
"Mr. Lin!"
Just after stepping out of the wooden house, Monet Yun approached him from afar.
"What?!"
Lin Zifeng felt awkward, having already decided not to collaborate with Jipu Qingtian. As for Monet Yun’s sacrificial behavior that night, Lin Zifeng always felt sowhat indebted to her, making it quite troubling whenever they t.
"Have you decided whether to collaborate with the Jipu Family, Mr. Lin?"
Monet Yun had thought long and hard, feeling it necessary to ask. She had placed all her stakes on him; if she lost, there would be no saving her.
"Collaborate? What collaboration?" Lin Zifeng looked at her in astonishnt, seeming like she knew everything, which made Lin Zifeng have to be on guard against her.
The heroine’s mother in the TV series ’Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber’, Zhang Wuji’s mother, once said, the prettier a woman is, the more deceptive she might be.
She particularly deceives pure-hearted young boys like Lin Zifeng.
"..." Monet Yun was left speechless; why was it so challenging to talk to him?
"Haha, whatever." Seeing Monet Yun blush, Lin Zifeng burst out laughing and said, "This cooperation seems to end here. I’m soone who doesn’t like being restricted and yearns for freedom."
"But..."
Monet Yun was so excited that her sizable bosom trembled.
Lin Zifeng sneaked a glance, laughing: "But what? Could it be that without the Jipu Family, I, Lin Zifeng, have no path to follow?"
"Mr. Lin, even if cooperating with the Jipu Family isn’t your wish, at least you can profit from it. Why not? It offers great security for your safety as well. If you leave like this, your whereabouts and information might imdiately be exposed by Jipu Qingtian. Then, if the Heavenly Martial Society learns of your whereabouts, they will undoubtedly pursue you here in Fusang!"
Monet Yun kindly advised him.
However, no one could alter what Lin Zifeng had already decided.
He slowly stepped forward, placed his hand on Monet Yun’s soft and fragrant shoulder, with the amusent in his eyes gradually diminishing.
In a lowered voice, he said, "Although I don’t know why you’re helping like this, I can tell you clearly, what I, Lin Zifeng, want is for Jipu Qingtian to spread the word, and have the Heavenly Martial Society co to us on their own, without exerting an ounce of effort."
"You..." Monet Yun stopped in her tracks, staring wide-eyed into the man’s deep and confident eyes. To her, Lin Zifeng’s actions were undoubtedly crazy.
Deliberately distancing himself from the Jipu Family, then letting the Heavenly Martial Society co to them—wasn’t this courting death?
"Do you think I’m crazy?" Lin Zifeng smirked mischievously.
In his view, everything he did was inherently a series of mad acts.
From his birth, this world seed destined to be one of madness.
Life is short, only a few decades. If we don’t go crazy now, we’ll grow old.
Monet Yun’s face flushed with a watery tint, as she gazed at him silently.
She could vaguely understand a bit of Lin Zifeng’s character, so saying anything more now seed redundant.
After leaving, Lin Zifeng headed straight to his accommodation, searching quickly for a place where no one would disturb him, to quietly focus on his cultivation.
Continuous breakthroughs filled Lin Zifeng with both delight and urgency.
In just a few short days, he advanced from the early stage of the Qi Dao Realm to a Half-step King.
It was simply a qualitative leap; it seed that to achieve rapid true advancent, one needed to stimulate their potential limits through life-and-death battles. Only in this way could all the inner potential be unleashed to advance faster.
The so-called Half-step King was above Qi Dao but below King. He was only a hair’s breadth away from completely advancing to the King Realm.
At that ti, he would be the youngest King in the entire martial arts world, surely destined to seize a sliver of opportunity in the upcoming stormy future.
What concerned Lin Zifeng the most now was the Gray Dragon Hand, one of the Totem Battle Skills, which he never expected. He had read in a book once, clearly written that once one steps into the King Realm, the ergence of Totem Battle Skills, followed by the Barrier at the Sub-Saint Realm.
Battle Skills are used for assault, while the Barrier is used for protection.
It’s simply incredible.
It was sothing Lin Zifeng never dared to imagine before.
However, despite being just a step away, Lin Zifeng exhausted his energy over the past few days, unable to step into the King Realm. His combat power might have reached the level of King experts, yet he was stuck in terms of realm.
Without the support of a higher realm, he could never comprehend the true power of the Totem Battle Skills.
...
anwhile, on the other side of Fusang, after the handso dude in Zhonghai killed dozens of Fusang experts that night, forces from Dragon City, Jiangzhou, and Zhonghai all beca agitated.
The invasion of martial arts by Fusang experts is surely the prelude to a major war, and as one of the bases for Guardians of the martial arts world, the Talent Pavilion, ng Chanji gazed up at the pitch-black night sky, his eyes shining like stars.
Vast as an ocean, his deep, hollow eyes seed capable of piercing the endless starry sky.
"Asura, how much confidence do you think he has in going to Fusang this ti?"
ng Chanji stood with his hands behind his back; though his frail body seed as if a gentle breeze could knock it down, Asura knew, ng Chanji was surely among the top experts in the martial arts world.
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