455: Chapter 455 My brother Ao is perfectly fine!

"It's okay. If a plan is gone, it can be changed, but if a person is gone, they're truly gone!"

"You were right to hide yourself and come find me secretly. Otherwise, if even you hadn't returned, that would have been our biggest failure."

Because Zhou Yan was using Feng Xu's account, he couldn't use the Law of the Heart, but he could simulate its effects through the Law of Wind. He named this technique 'Heart Moves with the Wind'.

Although it was a temporary creation, there was no choice—Zheng Dafu's resistance was just too low. After only two sentences, he was already streaming tears.

"Brother Ao!"

Zheng Dafu's eyes were red and moist as his hands reached forward, trembling.

"Brother Zheng!"

Zhou Yan mirrored his expression and firmly caught his hands. The two of them held onto each other tightly, like best friends who hadn't met in years, their bond appearing incredibly deep.

"Brother Ao!"

Moved beyond words, Zheng Dafu shouted once more.

But Zhou Yan was starting to find it a bit much and quickly interrupted him.

"Alright, first tell me: how did you figure it out, and how much does she know about our affairs? Only then can we make changes quickly."

As soon as business was mentioned, Zheng Dafu became much more solemn. Although his eyes were still red, his tone was dead serious as he began his analysis.

"The Yao Race envoy who met with me this time—according to her, she is a mole the Yao Race planted in the Human Race Dynasty, named Song Ling."

"You must know that any mole directly involved with the Dynasty is usually dispatched personally by the Demon Chancellor."

"And since the Demon Chancellor himself is coming this time, it's impossible for him to send an envoy who knows nothing."

"This envoy must have the ability to coordinate the overall situation, so the Lord Demon Chancellor would definitely tell her everything. It's impossible for her not to know your identity, Brother Ao."

"After all, you were both appointed by the Demon Chancellor; it's impossible for you not to know each other. You might have missed the relevant clues because you were in seclusion and didn't have time to connect, but it's impossible for an envoy not to know."

"Therefore, I assert that she must be a fake!"

"Brother Ao, the fact that you are a pure-blood Dragon is the greatest mark of all; it confirms your identity."

"But she brought nothing to prove herself except for her mouth and a letter. Even if that letter was written by the Lord Demon Chancellor himself, it's not nearly as solid as your lineage, Brother Ao."

"So either she is a fake, or she is untrusted and is merely a disposable pawn."

"Regardless of which it is, we must change tomorrow's plan, because I have already revealed everything to her."

Zheng Dafu had already thought things through on his way here and determined the 'truth.' Now, with Zhou Yan layering an intelligence-lowering aura on him, he became more convinced he was right the more he spoke.

The more he believed he was right, the more he could convince himself; and the more he convinced himself, the more he believed he was right.

Just like that, by the time he finished speaking, only one thought remained in his mind.

"My Brother Ao is fine!"

Meanwhile, Zhou Yan was also dazed. What on earth was all this?

What did he mean by 'tomorrow the Demon Chancellor has calculated that this Heaven-Kowt Assembly will be extraordinary, so we must raid the Heaven-Kowt Platform to seize this Opportunity'?

And what was this about 'the Human Race Dynasty might also send people, and the Dao and Buddhist Sects already know some secrets, which is why they went to the Inner Island early to start making arrangements'?

So things would descend into chaos even without my involvement? That actually makes things easier.

Zheng Dafu had really done a great service. If things had gone according to his original plan, he would have definitely become a target for everyone, but now he could just run away directly without worrying about anything else.

After all, this was surely the normal trajectory of history; following this couldn't be wrong.

Old Zheng, you did a great job!

After listening, Zhou Yan solemnly placed his hands on the man's shoulders.

"Brother Zheng, you have achieved a great feat this time."

"Why do you say that, Brother Ao?"

Zheng Dafu looked at the other's determined gaze. If he didn't know about the stupid thing he had done, he might have actually believed he'd performed a merit.

Zhou Yan was almost laughing out loud by now, but he suppressed his smile and continued.

"Since that Song Ling is a spy, doesn't that prove they are even more wary of our strength? It shows the Human Race is already a hollow shell."

"That's why they need to gauge our strength before making further plans."

"I'm not afraid to tell you: the Lord Demon Chancellor's strength has already reached an inconceivable level."

"We can completely rely on our strength to sweep everything away. So even if there's a problem with the plan, it doesn't matter; the Lord will cover for us."

"Tomorrow, we only need to follow the original plan and beat them at their own game. We'll inform the Demon Chancellor in advance so he acts earlier, disrupting their rhythm, and then use our overwhelming power to suppress everything."

"When the time comes, you go notify him while I coordinate from the inside. With us working together from both sides, how could this plan not reach Major Achievement?"

"We might even deal them a heavy blow in one fell swoop, laying the Foundation for our race's victory. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Zheng Dafu's head was still a bit foggy. He only felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head after hearing these words; he knew it was exciting, but he didn't know why.

In short, he just felt very fired up.

"Brother Ao really has a way!"

"Reversing a losing situation with just a slight move—you truly are a genius!"

Seeing Zheng Dafu's admiring gaze, Zhou Yan waved his hand casually.

"Alright, go and prepare quickly. But remember, you must not mention my identity."

"Why is that?" Zheng Dafu was somewhat confused.

Zhou Yan explained casually.

"It's because that old fellow Zhang Mingyuan placed a Restriction on you. He can hear everything you say."

Zheng Dafu was shocked. Just as he was about to show panic, Zhou Yan stopped him.

"Don't worry. The plan was overheard by outsiders anyway, so it doesn't matter if a few more people know. But what I'm certain of is that he cannot hear anything inside this space."

"That's why I can tell you all this without reservation. After all, the Demon Chancellor's strength is great enough that we can treat this as an overt plot."

"Just leave me as the backup."

"So once we leave this space, do not mention it again. Only with me coordinating from the inside can we ensure the plan remains stable. Otherwise, even the best situation can result in failure if played with an open hand."

Zheng Dafu nodded with a serious face, indicating he understood, and then released Zhou Yan.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Once out of that space, Zhou Yan began to calm down.

"Now I really do know everything." Then, another doubt arose. "Song Ling... sounds like a woman. Does she have any connection to Liu Dan, who changed his name to Miss Song?"

As Zhou Yan's suspicions grew, the interface that had been loading suddenly lit up, drawing his attention.

On this blank interface, Zhou Yan's circular avatar appeared first. It looked like an ID photo, with nothing around it.

Just as Zhou Yan thought it was a bug and was about to get angry, the interface began to drop frames frantically as if it were lagging.

Then, small avatars began appearing nearby, connected by various lines.

With the first lag, three or four popped up.

With the second lag, thirty or forty popped up.

The third lag was the longest, flashing three or four times. Finally, a massive cluster popped up, far too many to count at once.

It continued loading for a full twenty minutes before Zhou Yan could see the whole picture.

He couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Good heavens, am I a public Wi-Fi? Why are so many people connected to me?"

Zhou Yan took a rough look; there were nearly one or two million people in this chart.

Looking at a chart of one or two million people was useless. Zhou Yan decisively chose to categorize and filter them. He wanted to look at those with significant relationships first; after all, numbers were useless without high quality.

It was only after categorizing that Zhou Yan understood what was going on.

Looking at the dense list of names, Zhou Yan marveled.

"So that's how it is, holy crap."

"So even those who like eating my pre-prepared meals and those who believe in me count?"

"Just because of personal taste and faith, they can be connected to me by Karma? Is this what it means to be a powerhouse?"

Zhou Yan didn't have time to worry about these people mysteriously connected to him; he started looking from the highest level.

But the first one was somewhat incomprehensible to him.

"Who is this black avatar?"

"Someone I don't even know can be related to me, and as a mortal enemy at that?"

"Who are you to have a grudge against me? Do we even know each other?"

This relationship was indeed significant, ranked first, but he couldn't exactly go looking for an enemy.

He decisively scrolled down to the second one, and the second was even more unexpected.

"It's actually Meng Zhang? But isn't he dead? Why would I want the coordinates of a dead man?"

Helplessly, Zhou Yan could only continue scrolling down.

Another person he didn't expect appeared: it was little Han Yue, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

This was truly a surprise. Regarding Han Yue's relationship with him, it was listed as 'debt of life' and 'debt of teaching,' while his relationship with Han Yue was 'partial Primordial Spirit connection'.

"So that's it; no wonder."

A Spiritual Root turns into a Golden Core, a Golden Core breaks into a Nascent Soul, and a Nascent Soul ascends to Soul Transformation. Since a part of Zhou Yan's Spiritual Root was composed of Han Yue's Spiritual Root, their connection was inevitably massive.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Damn, if I'd known, I wouldn't have killed off those Night Roaming Ruins guys back then."

"So family members can be used like this!"

Without time to marvel further, Zhou Yan decisively observed the river of time and began to establish a connection.

He planned to return to the present directly through Han Yue when the time came.

Only after confirming the target did Zhou Yan finally feel at ease.

There was no other reason than the connection being incredibly stable; as one of the sources of his Foundation, the degree of association was very solid.

Having confirmed that his escape plan was completely secure, Zhou Yan felt bored and started browsing the chart to see what was up with everyone else.

"As expected, Mo Ran is here, but An Xu's priority is actually higher than Mo Ran's?"

"Oh, it's because of my eyes."

"By the way, if I use him as an anchor, I won't end up coming out of his eyes, will I? I'd hate to give the kid a psychological trauma for life."

"It's normal for Shi Suiyan to be this high, but who is this Zhou Su? And they've eaten so many of my pre-prepared meals... could it be a customer Xiao Sheng brought in?"

"Wait, Brother Dragon, since when are you my only arch-enemy? Do I even know about this?"

"That kid Yuan Chenling wasn't raised for nothing; he's on the same level as Wang Yao? That's not low at all."

Zhou Yan browsed and critiqued like this, and the night passed quickly.

When a touch of white appeared on the horizon, Zheng Dafu appeared before Zhou Yan again, though this time he knocked before entering.

He also wore a serious expression.

"Old Ancestor, please. It is time to enter the Inner Island. The Sect Leader is waiting for us."

Looking at the solemn Zheng Dafu, Zhou Yan curled his lips into a slight smile.

"Is it finally beginning?"