The sun was setting in the west, its golden rays spreading over the stone-paved roads of Yunhe Town, without the slightest feeling of twilight.
The continuous flow of pedestrians and the increasingly dense atmosphere of living smoke made this antique town appear very youthful.
Perhaps because they had changed into the Dubhe Pavilion uniforms, there was always someone pointing at Lin Yi and his companions as they walked.
Zhang Yun, however, was indifferent to this, perhaps long accustomed to being looked at with unusual eyes, her face showed no trace of displeasure, always responding to the dark world with a gentle smile.
"Xiaoyi, you guys arenât locals, right?"
....
Since Lin Yi could remember, there have truly been quite a few people calling him Xiaoyi.
But being called that by a sixteen-year-old girl, Lin Yi felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"Uh, yes, Master, we, we are from...."
Zhang Yun waved her hand, responded nonchalantly.
"Where youâre from doesnât matter, to celebrate the resurgence of our Dubhe Sect, tonight your Master will treat you well. Our Dubhe Sect has no shortage of resources!"
"After weâre done, if thereâs anything you want, Iâll consider buying it for you."
Looking at the immature girl pretending to be grown-up in front of him, Lin Yi couldnât contain his curiosity and used the Truth Law to peer into Zhang Yunâs inner thoughts.
According to Ah De, before Lin Yi and his two companions arrived at the Dubhe Sect, Zhang Yun rejected all disciples coming to seek apprenticeship.
But with Lin Yi and the others, she was completely at ease, with no sense of caution.
Even when Lin Yi didnât articulate his origin clearly, this girl didnât mind at all, truly bewildering.
The Truth Law above the Harmonization Layer quietly activated, not catching the attention of any cultivator in Yunhe Town.
The next moment, Lin Yi couldnât help but furrow his eyebrows.
How could it be?!
With the Eye of All-Seeing and the Eyes of Golden Flame enhanced, Lin Yiâs Truth Law could see through any cultivator with War God and below strength in an instant.
Even when Lin Yi used the Power of the Primordial, he still couldnât see through the girl in front of him.
What is the true identity of this girl? Lin Yi pondered deeply, his brain cell activity soaring.
Both Ao Shu and Xiyue were happily indulging in their masterâs self-congratulation, while Lin Yiâs face showed an incongruous seriousness.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Lin Yiâs back was patted, forcibly pulling his thoughts back.
"Whatâs wrong, Xiaoyi, donât you have faith in your master? Let me tell you, my intuition has always been accurate. When I saw you for the first time, my heart told me that you could help me restore the glory of the Dubhe Pavilion, no, it should be said that with you here, Dubhe Pavilion could reach unprecedented heights."
Intuition? Is this young girl really so hasty in her actions?
This doesnât add up, under the scheming of Yunzhouâs eight mansions, this young girl can still hold onto the Dubhe Pavilion. Itâs hard to see her as a reckless person.
Amid the doubts, a tender and juicy piece of roast meat was offered to his mouth.
"Whatever it is, talk about it later. Our master rarely treats us this generously. Look, Ao Shu is eating so happily."
The simple-minded Ao Shu wouldnât consider much.
Perhaps itâs because the creatures of Xiang Wuxing have never been influenced by any modern products, Ao Shu fell in love with the unique taste at first bite.
"Yes, donât doubt your masterâs insight. If the master says youâre capable, you are. This is the tenderest meat slices from the most celestial wild cloud pig in Yunhe Town, eat a few more slices, so youâll have strength when you cultivate tomorrow."
Just as Lin Yi planned to fully immerse himself in the feast, a sarcastic voice came, breaking the harmonious atmosphere.
"Ha, eating in such a rush, arenât you afraid of choking to death?"
"Someone who knows would understand youâre just a scammer starving for so many days, those who donât might think youâre having a last meal on death row, rushing to travel."
Looking toward the voice, a group of fifteen people in black and yellow uniforms stared arrogantly at Lin Yiâs table.
"Of course, Senior Brother, these three outsiders have no idea what kind of muddied waters the Dubhe Pavilion is. They dare to step right in. I think choking to death would be the best outcome for them."
"Such ignorant people, likely to die miserably in the streets."
"Hahaha, speaking nothing but the truth."
....
As they laughed, one person even tossed a half-eaten drumstick in front of Lin Yi, the provocativeness on their face utterly unmasked.
If it were merely verbal provocation, Zhang Yun wouldâve endured it.
But now, the atmosphere had reached a point of extreme tension, and no matter how much she tolerated it, it was unlikely to end well.
Instantly, the Source Power inside Zhang Yun whirled, and a cyan longsword formed from Source Power appeared out of thin air in Zhang Yunâs hand.
"Black Death Sect people, are you set on being lapdogs for the Celestial Bright Mansion?"
"Even your masters dare not be so presumptuous in front of me, what makes you think you can."
As she spoke, she flicked her wrist and pointed the cyan sword at the neck of the first one to speak.
However, Zhang Yunâs action not only failed to warn the Black Death Sect crowd, but it amused them as they laughed heartily.
"Haha, girl, with your first-grade inferior status, you dare to confront me. Do you not know that the gap between each grade of status is immensely vast?"
"With your inferior grade, to try and shake my Peak Realm, itâs simply delusional."
After a cold snort, the Black Death Sectâs senior brother, Heikuang, manipulated his surrounding Source Power, a fiercely strong force suddenly burst forth, knocking the cyan sword from Zhang Yunâs hand to the ground.
Heikuang exerted more force, stomping his right foot hard, and the massive Source Power exploded, shattering the cyan sword into cyan smoke, dispersing.
"You!"
In a situation where oneâs skills are inferior, no matter how one tries to argue, itâs equally powerless.
A rush of grievances welled up inside, at this moment Zhang Yun was so helpless.
No matter, she was still a mere sixteen-year-old girl, itâs truly a burden for her to bear so much at such an age.
"Miss Zhang, we indeed are just the dogs of the Celestial Bright Mansion, dare not make things difficult for you, but as for your newly accepted disciples, itâs another story."
With these words, Heikuang shifted his gaze to Lin Yi, mocking with disdain.
"Boy, if you have strength or background, Iâd advise you to leave the Celestial Bright Mansion early. This muddy water in Yunzhou isnât something the other three continents can meddle with. Cherish your small life, consider your family, donât trouble your family. Leave promptly."
"Once we find out you have no background, well, sorry, letting you leave Yunhe Town alive would mean Iâm no good!"
Facing the threat, Lin Yiâs face remained as calm as an ancient well, unperturbed.
Similar threats were common on Blue Star.
However, none who ever threatened Lin Yi met a good end.
"As for background, I donât have one."
With these words, the Black Death Sect disciplesâ gaze at Lin Yi turned more sinister.