Another middle-aged man hastily stood up and respectfully said,
"Don't worry, Sir. Since you have invited me here, I will definitely handle him."
Lu Zhenghun spoke calmly, a fleeting look of confusion crossed his face, but he quickly steadied his expression.
The recent illusion was likely a reaction from the Heaven and Earth Array set up by Zhou Kuangtian.
This place is Dragon's Mouth Mountain, and it shares the same earth vein as Jiulong Mountain. Zhou Kuangtian always bore murderous intent toward me. Although he is already dead, the arrays he left behind, with the Celestial Gate's blessing, have acquired certain mysterious divine techniques.
Perhaps that's why I'm being trapped in an enchanting illusion.
Realizing this, Lu Zhenghun's expression turned even more peculiar.
"Send someone to deliver a challenge to Lin Beichen for me. In a few days, I will face him again at Jiulong Mountain. After this battle, Xiang Island will not regain peace."
Upon hearing these words, everyone looked at each other. A middle-aged man stood up excitedly, and eagerly spoke.
"Sir, may I deliver this challenge? I promise to invite all major families of Xiang Island to witness your impressive victory over Lin Beichen!
After this battle, our family will definitely build an ancestral temple for you on Jiulong Mountain and establish a path, allowing you to rule the entire Cultivation Realm."
The old gentleman nodded and chuckled, saying,
"Lin Beichen is just a young boy, there's no way he could be your match, right?
In my opinion, we can start preparing for the ancestral temple now, or else when the time comes, who knows how long it'll take to be built?"
In the eyes of ordinary people, Xiang Island has always been a place where every inch of land is precious because it's an island, close to the coast with many mountains, and has long been deemed unsuitable for habitation. The famous pigeon cages are the most typical evidence.
However, outsiders do not know that the reason Xiang Island has such a situation is not due to a lack of developable land but rather due to strict restrictions.
Prominent families bought up mountain ranges, using Feng Shui or environmental reasons to limit ordinary people from developing, while they themselves expanded and built private estates.
Ordinary people's living areas occupy less than one-third, while the remaining two-thirds are occupied by less than one ten-thousandth of the population of prominent families.
Ordinary people here can only afford to live in pigeon cages, whereas powerful families can wave their hands and turn an entire mountain range into Lu Zhenghun's path.
And Lu Zhenghun isn't even of Dragon Country bloodline, just an outsider from the Eastern Forest Kingdom.
If someone from the Feng Shui Association was here, even if they were allies of the Long family, they would probably be driven to a bursting blood pressure.
Lu Zhenghun chuckled at everyone, seemingly forgetting the previous illusionary episode.
As everyone ardently discussed, there was suddenly a gust of cold wind outside, followed by a strange voice.
"What you're discussing sounds so interesting, I would like to join in too, could you give me some face?"
The doors parted left and right, and once more there was a mist.
But this time, the mist turned real as a young man emerged from it, smiling at everyone, though the killing intent in his eyes was unmistakable.
In the villa on Jiulong Mountain, Zheng Yaxin was drafting a plan.
This mansion on Jiulong Mountain used to be Zhou Kuangtian's residence, but after his death, the Zheng Clan rebuilt it, and Lin Beichen took over this mansion and gave it to Zheng Yaxin.
The mansion is protected by a Heaven and Earth Array, allowing Zheng Yaxin to enjoy the nourishment of the array's spiritual Qi. While alone, she would wear a very casual and loose silk sleepwear.
Although the loose clothing concealed her voluptuous figure, it couldn't hide Zheng Yaxin's innate charm.
Zheng Yaxin occasionally frowned, occasionally smiled, her fingers tapping continuously on the keyboard as the plan was quickly nearing completion.
Just then, footsteps were heard outside the door.
Zheng Yaxin paused, looked up, and saw a crack in the doorway.
"Sir, is that you?"
This mansion has an array protecting it; outsiders cannot enter without her permission, and the only one who can enter this mansion without a sound is Lin Beichen.
As she spent more time with Lin Beichen, Zheng Yaxin suddenly realized that the mad killer she once imagined had transformed into a laid-back stay-at-home man.
Lin Beichen rarely goes out and has minimal interests. He's either cultivating or observing the world, and this idle conduct in Zheng Yaxin's eyes had become an image of a retired old man with nothing to do.
Zheng Yaxin felt helpless, yet also breathed a sigh of relief.
Previously, when she was a young lady, she frequently mingled with the upper-class circles and witnessed all the dark entertainments within those circles.
In these circles, with their excess wealth, people sought thrills and indulged in all kinds of lowly acts.
Some used drugs for one-night thrills; some, in moments of whimsy, harmed commoners.
Compared to them, Lin Beichen seemed dull yet reassuring.
Humans are humans; even when trying to package themselves into supposed higher beings, they cannot escape their seven emotions and six desires.
The concept in genes cannot be severed by artificial constructs.
Once, Zheng Yaxin used psychological suggestions to comfort herself, believing that as a member of this circle, she must learn to enjoy oppressing the commoners.
But after Lin Beichen dissolved the Zheng Clan, she suddenly realized she was also one of them.
"What are you writing?"
A ethereal voice echoed, catching Zheng Yaxin's attention as she quickly picked up her plan.
"Sir, this is my asset disposal plan. Would you like to take a look?"
Zheng Yaxin quickly said, holding the notebook and walking towards the door intending to open it, but suddenly noticed a layer of mist outside.
The mist outside was thick, as if enveloping the entire mansion, and looking out through the window, she couldn't see the landscape outside.
Zheng Yaxin was extremely surprised, what's going on?
As she was pondering, a phantom figure emerged from within the mist.
Zheng Yaxin gasped slightly, staring in disbelief at the figure walking towards her under the moonlight, surrounded by an indescribable glow, like an immortal stepping out from the moonlight.
"I told you before, there's no need to ask me about the assets. Handle them as you see fit. I just want to let you know, after today, the dynamics of Xiang Island will change again, and you should be mentally prepared."
The phantom figure spoke softly, the form twirling as if about to dissipate in the mist.
Zheng Yaxin hastily took a step forward, reaching out to try and grasp the person.
As she made this move, Zheng Yaxin was startled inside. She clearly shouldn't touch Lin Beichen, considering his status and position, she couldn't be this reckless.
However, for some reason, seeing Lin Beichen, an unprecedented sense of greed washed over her.
Right now, Lin Beichen felt like an unparalleled treasure. If she could hold Lin Beichen in her arms, she wouldn't hesitate.
But before she could touch Lin Beichen, his form dissipated once again.
A gentle breeze blew by, and Zheng Yaxin looked up in shock, realizing she was still sitting by the computer. The outside scenery remained dark, with the only difference being that the moonlight seemed a bit brighter.
Was she dreaming just now?
Why was the dream so real?
The moonlit night on Xiang Island was exceptionally bright as if the entire island was bathed in a mysterious moonlight, draped in a night dream shrouded in light mist.
Meanwhile, Lin Beichen still roamed between heaven and earth, his true form not having arrived outside Dragon's Mouth Mountain yet.
Spiritual Qi fluctuated, and a profound feeling surged in his heart as Lin Beichen abruptly gained enlightenment.
With the Celestial Gate open for several months, it had finally reached a bottleneck. The spiritual Qi of heaven and earth was about to ascend to a new level again.
As the master of heaven and earth's spiritual Qi, during this transformation, the withered and flourishing Qi within him underwent a metamorphosis as well.