610: Chapter 610 Ling Guang

Inside the Sect Main Hall, Zhou Yan and Sect Master were sitting side by side on the jade steps, both looking rather awkward.

"Sorry about just now. I really didn't expect that thick-browed and big-eyed Mahayana of Love would actually tell you all these things that shouldn't be spoken of."

"It's fine. Just compensate me with a few billion Spirit Stones later."

"Alright, alright, alright. I knew you were a magnanimous kid… Wait, a few billion! You're not joking, are you?!"

Zhou Yan pointed at his own dark circles, revealing a dead-fish eye expression.

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

Recalling what happened just moments ago, Zhou Yan still felt a lingering fear.

Just after he had said the two words "Old Mo," Sect Master appeared before him with a terrifying sense of oppression, demanding to know his identity.

Zhou Yan hadn't even figured out what was happening at the time, and the next moment, a fist the size of a sandbag smashed into his eye socket.

Logically speaking, upon being hit, he should have immediately entered Combat Mode, but Sect Master's stats were too high—so high that he once again experienced that profound sense of powerlessness when facing a high-level Cultivator.

After that punch landed, there was pain first, then bruising, and finally, Combat Mode activated.

Sect Master, with his own strength, unleashed a sense of oppression that Schrödinger had only been able to achieve using the Law of Qiankun, leaving Zhou Yan completely stunned.

The subsequent outcome was naturally Zhou Yan being dragged onto the Electric Chair 5.0 for a round of electro-therapy interrogation.

Fortunately, Combat Mode had already been activated, so the follow-up only had a numbing effect without any pain; otherwise, this matter wouldn't have ended so easily.

Looking at Zhou Yan's dark circles and smelling the charred scent on him, Sect Master scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"It's really not my fault. According to common sense, it's impossible for you to know my name. Almost everyone who knows my name is of my generation."

"That's why I thought you had been subjected to Possession by someone, or that some old monster had transformed to tease me, haha."

Sect Master gave an awkward laugh, and the atmosphere became even more awkward.

"Sigh." Zhou Yan let out a long sigh and rubbed the still-aching bruise.

"Hiss—ow." Feeling the pain radiating from the corner of his eye, Zhou Yan asked, taking the opportunity. "Why can't I know your name? Does this have anything to do with you treating illnesses?"

Zhou Yan could certainly use the Law of Creation to erase the marks, but if he did that, he wouldn't be able to hold anything over Sect Master.

And the look of guilt on the other party's face as he looked at Zhou Yan confirmed this.

"That Mahayana is too lacking in professional ethics. How the hell could he talk about such a thing?" Sect Master rubbed his eyes, his words filled with exhaustion.

"Since you already know…" Lowering his hand, Sect Master's expression became much more solemn.

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow at these words, the corners of his mouth wanting to curl up, but he forcibly suppressed it. Was this old geezer about to reveal some secret?

Zhou Yan's small movements naturally could not escape Sect Master's eyes; regarding this, only a strange look flashed in Sect Master's eyes.

"Since that's the case, I can only help you erase this part of your memory. Don't worry, I'm a professional; I guarantee it won't hurt you."

Sect Master turned the tables and pinned Zhou Yan to the ground, raising that rough, large hand to press it onto his head.

Zhou Yan instinctively reacted the moment he was pinned down, gripping Sect Master's wrist with both hands to prevent it from descending, even forgetting in his panic that with Sect Master's strength, there was no need for him to wrestle with him at all.

Just at this moment. "Let go of that Disciple!"

With a loud noise, the door was shoved open. The sunlight that filtered in and the breeze that brushed across their cheeks hit both of them in the face, causing them to look at the door simultaneously and shout at the same time. "Senior Sha!" "Master!"

The person who arrived was none other than Sha Fulin. At this moment, illuminated by the sunlight, he looked like an envoy of justice.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and fired a beam of light, instantly blasting Sect Master out of the Sect Main Hall.

"Little Zhou Yan, are you alright!" Helped up by Sha Fulin, Zhou Yan panted heavily, looking at the human-shaped crater nearby with lingering fear.

After looking at the crater, he turned his head to look at Sha Fulin. "Senior Sha, what exactly did Sect Master transmit to you, and how are you supposed to cooperate?"

He possessed the Law of the Heart, so he could naturally tell that what was in Sect Master's hand was the real deal.

This was also why, even after he realized Sect Master was acting later on, he still resisted with all his might. Who knew if this old geezer would turn the fake act into reality?

But he didn't expect that the one coming to support that guy would actually be Sha Fulin; that thick-browed and big-eyed Sha Fulin had actually defected too!

Seeing that he was seen through at a glance, Sha Fulin simply stopped acting, slapped Zhou Yan on the shoulder, and whisked him away from there.

After a while, confirming that there was truly no one left, Sect Master snuck back and quietly repaired the wall.

Returning to the familiar cave, Zhou Yan wanted to ask everything the moment he opened his eyes, but Sha Fulin just raised a hand to stop him.

"Wait, I know you have a lot to say, but I think you'd want to see Yu Kou first." "As a Mahayana, he must know more than I do. After he explains, if you still don't understand anything, I can add to it."

After speaking, Sha Fulin clapped his hands and disappeared from where he stood.

Looking at the fact that he was the only one left here, Zhou Yan once again witnessed the wickedness of the unscrupulous Old Ancestors. "Why are they still passing the buck even here? Is this something that is so hard to resolve?" "And where is Yu Kou!"

Climbing to his feet, Zhou Yan could only search around helplessly. But the cave was only so big; where could Yu Kou go? If Yu Kou was also hiding from him, wouldn't he be effectively exiled here?

"Holy sh*t!" Just as Zhou Yan was pacing back and forth, wanting to dig something out of this empty cave, he suddenly felt his feet go empty, and then it was like he had fallen into a spatial passage.

Vaguely, he only saw a head poking out from the spot where he had fallen in, looking somewhat like Yu Kou.

When Zhou Yan opened his eyes again, he had already arrived in front of the familiar door; inside was his old friend Cang Tian.

Zhou Yan slapped his face and wiped it. There was no need to think to know whose handiwork this was, and the other party's intention was very clear: to pass the buck to Cang Tian again.

"Alright, alright, alright. Sect Master passes the buck to his Master, Senior Sha passes the buck to Yu Kou, and Yu Kou passes the buck to Cang Tian Library." "Are you guys playing the World Cup here? Did the national football team qualify for you to be kicking the ball around?" "What's the meaning of this now? Letting me go ask a book?" "666, the pressure is on a book now."

An angry Zhou Yan pressed his hand against the door and slid it to the side, walking directly into Cang Tian Library. Although his original intention was to find Cang Tian Library, he could see now that these people were all experts at passing the buck.

He really wanted to see if Cang Tian Library would follow the bad example of its superiors and also pass the buck, throwing the matter to someone else.

"Cang... who are you?" Inside Cang Tian Library, those elderly Zuli Jian shoes were gone; only a beautiful-looking woman remained, sipping a cup of tea carefully. Seeing Zhou Yan push the door open and enter, she revealed a dignified smile. "You've come."

Looking at this person, Zhou Yan felt somewhat familiar for a moment, but he just couldn't recall where he had seen her.

Seeing Zhou Yan stunned, she merely waved her hand, controlling Zhou Yan's body to float up and sit on the chair in front of her, while simultaneously closing the door.

"Although it is not as you imagined, a book does not have the ability to shift the blame to others." "However, I consider myself to have some sense of responsibility, so there is no need for you to put pressure on a book; I have come myself." "Let me introduce myself: my name is Ling Guang, Ling Guang of the Southern Vermilion Bird Divine Lord."