78: Chapter 78 The Holy Court's Invitation

Wang Lin did not speak.

He thought of Captain Huo Xiao and Dark Blade.

Captain Huo Xiao was LV7, and Dark Blade was one of the best in the camp, but in front of those major forces, they were nothing.

Wang Dashan watched his son's expression in the rearview mirror, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"However, joining the Twelve Zodiacs isn't bad either; at least you can get protection."

"Just like a few days ago, when some group called Dark Blade came to make trouble. Fortunately, I ran fast and immediately contacted the organization."

"See, the organization immediately sent people down to take care of it."

Wang Lin nodded inwardly.

As expected, those people weren't killed by his father; the Twelve Zodiacs had sent people over.

His father was just an LV5 support-type logistics personnel, and with his mother, how could they possibly kill Captain Han and Tie Shan?

Captain Han and Tie Shan were both LV5 combat types. Two combat types fighting two support types—the odds of winning were too high.

This gave Wang Lin a clearer understanding of Wang Dashan's strength.

LV5, support type, not too strong.

He felt relieved.

Beside him, Zhang Qiming watched Wang Dashan's performance and quietly cooperated.

His face also revealed that perfectly timed look of helplessness as he sighed:

"Little Lin, your father and I are both getting old. We don't want to struggle anymore and plan to just slack off and wait for death in the Twelve Zodiacs."

"But fortunately, we know a few high-ranking members of the Twelve Zodiacs, so most people give us some face."

"But you are different; you are still young."

"If you have any plans, you can tell Uncle Wang."

When Su Tang heard that Zhang Qiming knew high-ranking members of the Twelve Zodiacs, she smiled even more happily.

That was a hunger for power, for status, and for climbing up the ladder.

She said to Wang Lin: "Brother Wang Lin, actually, the Twelve Zodiacs aren't bad."

"And the Twelve Zodiacs is a large organization."

"It's already amazing that Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhang could join the Twelve Zodiacs; ordinary people can't even get in."

As she spoke, she snuck a look at Wang Dashan and Zhang Qiming, her eyes filled with admiration.

Wang Lin did not speak.

He thought of one person: Captain Huo Xiao.

Captain Huo Xiao, an LV7 powerhouse, the leader of Dark Blade, a figure who could command the wind and rain in the camp.

He had always wanted to join the Twelve Zodiacs, but he didn't have the qualifications.

Wang Lin's gaze fell on Wang Dashan and Zhang Qiming in the front row, revealing curiosity:

"By the way, Dad, how did you two join the Twelve Zodiacs in the first place?"

"I heard that the selection process for the Twelve Zodiacs is very difficult."

"Just based on you two..."

Wang Dashan chuckled, revealing a look of pride: "You didn't know, did you?"

"Actually, your Uncle Zhang and I know a gigolo of the Twelve Zodiacs."

"We've even eaten and drank together; our relationship is extremely good."

Wang Lin looked disdainful. So they were just people with connections; no wonder.

Su Tang sat in the back row, her eyes wide, her expression changing from obedient to shocked, and from shocked to adoring.

"Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhang are both so amazing!"

"To think you know a gigolo of the Twelve Zodiacs!"

"That's a powerhouse above LV9! That's really too amazing!"

Zhang Qiming laughed, his tone filled with undisguised pride:

"Hahaha, it's just so-so. I'll introduce you when the time comes."

Su Tang's smile was as sweet as candy, and her eyes were as bright as lanterns: "Then thank you, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Wang!"

...

The van drove for about another hour.

The fog thinned out significantly, revealing a gray sky and a massive building.

That building looked like a mountain growing out of the ground, pitch black all over.

The stone walls were covered with inscriptions, shimmering with flowing light.

The stone gate was very high, as if it led to another world.

The open space was already full of people, nearly a thousand of them.

The van slowly came to a stop.

Wang Dashan opened the car door, stepped out, and stretched.

He turned to Wang Lin and said: "You two go back to the team first."

"Old Zhang and I need to go report the mission too."

Zhang Qiming also got out of the passenger seat, his gaze sweeping across the open space,

pausing for a moment in the direction of the Miracle Company, the Holy See, the Circus, and the Night Watchers, then retracting it.

The two of them began to walk towards the very front of the Twelve Zodiacs.

After they left, Wang Lin's eyes turned cold, and he said to Su Tang: "If you dare to touch them, I will kill you."

Su Tang looked aggrieved: "Brother Wang Lin, Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhang are so good to me, how could I do such a thing?"

"It had better be that way."

After finishing, Wang Lin walked towards the direction of the reserve team.

Su Tang stepped forward and followed.

He walked into the reserve team's area and found a spot on the side to stand.

Not long after, a figure walked out from the Holy See's team and headed straight towards Wang Lin.

Lu Zhiyi stopped three steps away from him.

She didn't speak, just stepped aside, revealing an old man behind her.

Gray hair, a slightly hunched back, and deep gray robes.

Bishop of the Holy See, Bishop Qin Cang.

Bishop Qin Cang's gaze was very gentle, like an elder looking at a junior: "You are Wang Lin."

Wang Lin did not speak, guarding inwardly.

Bishop Qin Cang smiled.

"Zhiyi was right; you are indeed an interesting young man."

"I have watched your matches in the Arena."

"Your Superpower, your fighting style, your on-the-spot judgment—none of these are things one should have at this age."

"You are not a genius; you are a monster."

"Geniuses can be nurtured, but monsters can only grow on their own."

"How about it? Have you ever thought about joining our Holy Court?"

Wang Lin was stunned.

Was he here to poach him?

Without thinking, he said: "No interest for now."

Bishop Qin Cang's gaze did not change: "Why?"

"Our Holy Court has the widest variety of Ancient Martial Arts, the most complete cultivation system, and the greatest secrets of the human body."

"Whatever you want, the Holy Court can give you."

Wang Lin looked at the silver armor on Lu Zhiyi and said: "I don't like your fashion sense."

"Walking around wearing heavy armor all day long—it's ugly as hell."

Bishop Qin Cang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and turned to look at Lu Zhiyi.

Lu Zhiyi did not speak.

She just took a step forward, and the light on the silver armor suddenly brightened.

Then the armor turned into a stream of light, gathered at her glabella, and disappeared.

Wang Lin was stunned. What kind of maneuver was that?

Saint Seiya armor? Instant transformation?

Bishop Qin Cang watched his expression, the curve of his mouth widening slightly: "Actually, we don't have to wear armor every day."

"This armor has no weight when worn on the body and will not affect any movement."

"The glabella, also known as the Purple Mansion. It is a space in another dimension of the human body."

"Everyone has one. If you open it, you can put many things—specific things—inside it."

"This is the mystery of the human body. If you want to learn, the Holy Court can teach you."

Just as Wang Lin was about to speak, a voice came from behind: "What is this? A dignified Bishop of the Holy Court coming to the Twelve Zodiacs to poach people?"