Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1675 - 1709: Residual Soul of the Holy War
"Do you really think we can kill the Taihuang Demon?" Jia Zhenjing’s face was pale as snow; it was clear that he had suffered a bit of damage during his battle with the Taihuang Demon just now.
"Also, do you think Taishang Sect is someone we can provoke now? The whole sect only consists of two people, a Sect Hierarch and a Holy Daughter. The Holy Daughter is already so formidable. If we kill the Taihuang Demon, and the Supreme Emperor ends up coming after us, even if we all join forces today, we might not stand a chance against him."
"..."
Lin Zifeng was at a loss for words. Indeed, a Holy Daughter or Taihuang Demon was already so formidable that, should the Sect Hierarch of Taishang Sect arrive, wouldn’t he simply obliterate Lin Zifeng?
"Speaking of which, kid, your cultivation has greatly advanced now. Give it some more time, and you might catch up to me."
At this moment, Jia Zhenjing seemed to recall something, and he turned his head, squinting as he eyed Lin Zifeng up and down. When he left, this kid’s cultivation was still not very high. But during this period, his cultivation had soared like an arrow.
"I..." Lin Zifeng initially wanted to say that all this was due to the Magic Bracelet but ultimately held back. The matter of the Magic Bracelet was significant, and he dared not mention it casually.
"Good kid! Your potential is nearly catching up to your father’s Holy War now. If you can break through to Sub-Saint before you turn 26, your potential won’t be any less than the Holy War. You might even become a Saint in the future!"
Jia Zhenjing forcefully patted Lin Zifeng on the shoulder, which made Lin Zifeng’s eyes gleam brightly.
He quickly inquired, "Oh, by the way, Old Jia, where have you been these past few days?"
"Old me went to the Dark Prison; otherwise, do you think this old-timer could still be standing in front of you alive?" Jia Zhenjing shot a glance at the old man.
Suddenly, Lin Zifeng followed his gaze to look at the old man. At that moment, his eyes were moist, and he didn’t know how to utter a word.
Tonight, the Blazing Angel’s unexpected mobilization really caught Lin Zifeng off guard.
Initially, he was wondering if the old man would still be alive?
As it turns out, he was worrying unnecessarily.
"Master!"
Suddenly! Lin Zifeng knelt in front of the three of them. This kneeling not only represented Lin Zifeng’s deep emotions at the moment but also symbolized the old man’s place in his heart. If it weren’t for the old man back in the Dark Prison, he wouldn’t even know if he’d be alive today.
Therefore, all the unspoken words were embodied in this kneel. They say once a teacher, always a father.
This kneeling, the old man could well bear it, and Lin Zifeng didn’t feel it was erroneous.
"Oh, come on! Little Lin, you’re giving such a huge bow, how can I deserve it?" Even though he said this, the old man’s mouth was grinning widely.
"Master, if it weren’t for you, I might have died in the Dark Prison long ago. If it weren’t for your teachings, I wouldn’t be who I am today. So this kneel is deserved!"
At this moment, his eyes were moist, once thinking the old man might die in the Dark Prison, but now seeing him standing alive in front of him; that feeling was genuinely wonderful.
"Kid, as long as you can live well, it really matters more than anything. I’ve aged, whether life or death is only a matter of time, a destined fate. As long as you’re alive, I will not be dead."
The old man’s eyes were filled with satisfaction as he reached forward to support Lin Zifeng. The profound master-disciple relationship is something that ordinary people can hardly put into words.
"Cough cough..."
At this moment, Nangong Shui couldn’t bear watching anymore. Damn it, my daughter is given to you, but not a single word of thanks to me?
"Hey, hey, hey, kid, aren’t you done yet? Making it look like life and death parting. Can’t you see there are two people standing here breathing?"
Nangong Shui glared at him angrily.
"Uh... Nangong..."
"Hmm? What!"
Nangong Shui’s eyes widened, damn it! My daughter is married to you, and yet you call me by my name?
"Uh, haha, Father-in-law." Lin Zifeng quickly corrected himself.
"That’s more like it." Getting Lin Zifeng’s confirmed acknowledgment, he felt a sense of elation. The feeling of being a father-in-law is really great~
"Kid, how’s Bingbing doing now? You seem to be idle all day, neglecting my Bingbing, aren’t you?"
If Lin Zifeng hadn’t had a romance with Nangong Bing, he probably wouldn’t call Nangong Shui father-in-law his whole life, might even find it tiring to call his name, and simply refer to him as old man, old man directly.
"Haha, Father-in-law, as soon as you return, you immediately ask such a question. How should I answer?" Seeing Nangong Shui inquire about Nangong Bing’s situation.
He could only tease and muddle through.
"Kid, I’ve been keeping tabs on you these days, don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been up to lately. If it weren’t for this damned old man stopping me, I’d have jumped out a long time ago to cause trouble for you."
"Alright, alright. I say, Nangong Shui, are you jumping out this time just to pick on my apprentice?" This time, the old man wasn’t pleased.
Although he was strict and harsh with Lin Zifeng, when it came to others disciplining his apprentice, he was displeased.
"Damn it! Fallen, I wasn’t trying to assert the authority of being a father-in-law, you best shut up." Nangong Shui said quite embarrassedly, nudging the old man’s shoulder with his elbow and whispered gently.
Although nothing was admitted verbally, all four knew very well inside.
......
Soon, after some idle chatting.
Lin Zifeng led the three of them back towards the direction of the villa.
The events that transpired tonight were just too sudden. Even now, Lin Zifeng’s state of mind hadn’t calmed down. First, being hunted by the Taihuang Demon, then the entire mobilization of the Blazing Angel.
There are still some matters Lin Zifeng hasn’t clearly asked, but since the Blazing Angel has taken action, it’s likely not urgent to ask.
Taking Nangong Shui back to the villa tonight, probably knowing that his father is still alive, who knows how excited she would get...
Since the day Nangong Shui disappeared, it’s been nearly half a year.
Back then, because of the matter of Nangong Shui, Lin Zifeng nearly got killed in the Amazon Jungle, and Nangong Bing also suffered a long period of heartache, only gradually recovering from that persistent pain; if only her father were still alive...
Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng chuckled mockingly to himself.
When arriving at the villa, Lin Zifeng was about to lead Nangong Shui into the villa but was suddenly stopped by Jia Zhenjing’s hand.
"In a while, their father-daughter pair might cry so much they wouldn’t even recognize their mother, are you planning to go in and offer them tissues?" Jia Zhenjing remarked unexpectedly.
Leaving Nangong Shui to enter the villa alone.
Then, he and the old man pulled Lin Zifeng towards the large forest in front of the villa.
"Little Lin, I don’t know if I should tell you something."
Jia Zhenjing and the old man exchanged a glance.
"What’s there between us that can’t be said?" Lin Zifeng looked at them, irritated, then took out cigarettes, and the three squatted in the forest, smoking without a shred of elegance.
"Originally, I thought this matter shouldn’t be disclosed to you now, but I believe you have the right to know. Your father is not dead; a residual soul of his resides in the Dark Prison."
The old man suddenly said, his voice calm.
At that moment, as Lin Zifeng was about to take a puff from the cigarette, his hand holding the cigarette trembled violently, and his limbs completely froze, eyes fixed like an electric shock.
