Chapter 120: Master, What Level Array Master Are You, Exactly?

"Master... I’d like to ask you for a favor."

Between the bookshelves, Li Qinghe stared down at her shoes. She nervously wrung the corner of her shirt, her head lowered in shame and frustration, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz and nearly inaudible.

She looked at the nonchalant Qin Yang standing before her and recalled what had happened last night.

He broke the Array in under thirty seconds.

It was unheard of.

It had completely shattered her worldview!

’To be able to instantly break a Third Level Array... doesn’t that mean this guy has to be... at least a Four-tier Array Master?’

Li Qinghe clutched the hem of her clothes, waiting.

And before her...

Qin Yang sat on a stool with one leg crossed over the other. Seeing her looking so aggrieved made him want to laugh.

Having accepted his help, she could no longer act tough.

This submissive Li Qinghe was a world away from her usual, defiant self.

’I still prefer the rebellious you!’

Thinking this, Qin Yang smiled. He stroked the head of Xiaobai in his arms and said leisurely, "Go on, my good disciple. What requires your master to personally intervene?"

"It’s just..."

Seeing Qin Yang agree, Li Qinghe’s face lit up with pleasant surprise. She hurriedly said, "There’s an Array on the third floor of the library—a Fourth Level Soul-Catching Array. I might need... I need you to deal with it, Master."

As she spoke, she squeezed her eyes shut and blurted out, "I... I can’t break it!"

"Can’t break it?" Qin Yang teased. "You were able to break arrays and pick locks to steal things, but now that you have to put it back, you can’t?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qinghe thought about it and felt puzzled herself.

’That perfectly fine Soul-Catching Array...’

’I was clearly able to break it before.’

’How come I can’t open it now that I’m back?’

’So strange.’

Li Qinghe was lost in thought when she suddenly noticed the smile Qin Yang was failing to suppress. She instantly grew a little angry.

"Are you going to help me or not? Don’t tell me you can’t even break a Fourth Level Array?"

"A mere Fourth Level Array? What’s so difficult about that?"

Qin Yang smiled faintly, rising from the stool. He placed Xiaobai, who had been in his lap, on the floor and said, "Could I be your master without some real skill? Let’s go. Your master will go with you to the second floor and take a look."

With that said, he took the lead and walked out.

Li Qinghe followed close behind. The two of them expertly navigated the side paths, using the bookshelves for cover to avoid the security cameras, and soon arrived at the entrance to the second floor.

At the entrance to the second floor, several Postnatal Realm Martial Artists stood frozen in place, trapped deep in an Illusion Realm. They were muttering about killing, looking completely dazed.

Qin Yang strolled past the guards, glancing at their pathetic state, and felt a bit sick to his stomach.

’Li Qinghe’s Illusion Techniques are still so crude.’

’Once these guys break free from the Array, the library is going to be in an uproar again.’

’I’ll have to clock in early for work again...’

Thinking of this, Qin Yang sighed helplessly.

"Sigh... I’m telling you, disciple, can we be a little cleaner next time we make a move?"

"You have a tiny bit of talent in the Array Dao, but you don’t need to use such a strong Illusion Array to bully these Postnatal Realm cultivators."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Li Qinghe glanced at the Postnatal Martial Artists, then lowered her head and muttered, "Who told them to be so weak? If you’re weak, you should train more..."

Qin Yang: "..."

...

In the third-floor corridor, the air was dark and cold. At the end of the corridor, the Soul-Catching Array pulsed, its gloomy light coalescing like an open gateway to the Underworld.

Scattered across the floor were sparkling fragments of stone and a few drops of Li Qinghe’s blood.

Seeing this, Qin Yang raised a hand and released his Star Force, wiping away the traces. After cleaning up the scene, he finally approached the Soul-Catching Array with peace of mind.

At that moment, he found himself faced with too many options...

He had mastered so many Array-Breaking Methods that, for a moment, he didn’t know which one would be most suitable.

’Forget it. This is a good chance to try breaking an Array with the "Array Core" method.’

With this in mind, Qin Yang closed his eyes, took a step forward, and slowly reached out directly toward the threshold carved with Array Patterns.

The next moment...

HUMMM—

The air hummed as he activated the Array Core, interfering with the very heart of the Soul-Catching Array.

In an instant, a strange sensation formed in Qin Yang’s mind.

The Soul-Catching Array, vast and diffuse, now felt as if it had become his own limbs, interconnected and his to command at will.

"Dispel yourself," Qin Yang said nonchalantly.

The moment he spoke, as if his words were law, the light of the Soul-Catching Array dimmed. Star Force poured out, and the power within the carved Array Patterns on the threshold was extinguished.

The Array was broken!

The entrance to the third floor was once again clear.

"???"

Following behind him, Li Qinghe saw this, and her eyes flew wide open.

’Wait, what?’

’It’s over already?’

’There was no fluctuation of Star Force, no searching for the Array’s heart...’

’You broke it just by sticking your hand into the Array?’

’How is that possible!’

Seeing this, Li Qinghe couldn’t wait any longer. She immediately rushed to the threshold and ran her hand over the now-inert patterns, discovering that they felt as if their power had simply dissolved on its own.

’No, hold on, buddy.’

’You broke it so easily... it makes me look pretty awkward for fighting for my life just now.’

Li Qinghe stared at the simple, ancient threshold. There wasn’t a single fluctuation from an Array. She couldn’t understand it, but she was deeply shaken.

’The time before last, Qin Yang broke the Array by finding its heart.’

’When he broke the Array in the park, he just used brute force.’

’This time, you just reached out a hand and it was over...’

’A new trick every day... Are you trying to mess with my head?!’

’This is absurd!’

Li Qinghe’s Dao Heart was on the verge of shattering.

"What are you spacing out for?"

Seeing Li Qinghe in a daze, Qin Yang tapped her on the forehead. "Hurry up and put the thing back."

"Oh, right."

Li Qinghe snapped out of it and rushed into the third floor with the Ten Thousand Array Map. She returned it to its original place and then quickly came back out.

She turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Seeing this, Qin Yang grabbed her hand. "You’re just going to leave like that?"

"Well... what else is there?"

Li Qinghe paused, confused. "I returned the item. I’m done here..."

"Hey, can’t you have a little decency?"

Qin Yang was speechless. "Doesn’t this Array need to be restored? You’re just going to walk away and leave it like this?"

"Huh?"

Li Qinghe froze at his words, staring at Qin Yang in astonishment. "Don’t tell me... you can restore the Array, too?"

Qin Yang just smiled without answering. He cleaned out his ear and said leisurely, "Last night, you called me Master so quietly, it was hard to hear."

"This time, call me Master ten times, nice and loud, and your master will put this Array back for you."

"Ten times?"

Before, Li Qinghe definitely wouldn’t have believed him. But after watching him break an Array with his bare hands, she had to see this for herself.

After a long hesitation, she finally lowered her voice and said, looking utterly aggrieved:

"Master... Master..."

After ten consecutive calls, their faint echoes rippling through the corridor, Qin Yang nodded in satisfaction. He then reached toward the threshold and made a gentle grasping motion.

The next instant!

The dim Array Patterns flared to life, and the Star Force hummed!

The Soul-Catching Array, which had dissipated, reformed, becoming as good as new, as if time itself had reversed.

The entire process, back and forth, took only a few seconds.

"???"

In the corridor, Li Qinghe covered her mouth, her pupils trembling. She could feel the fluctuations of the Array Patterns on the threshold, and her heart reeled in shock.

’Restoring Fourth Level Array Patterns with his bare hands.’

’Not even her father, a Five-tier Array Master, could do that!’

"Master, what tier of Array Master are you, exactly?"