Let Senior Brother Qin Kill for a While First, Then Confirm His Identity

Among the secret realms Zhang Zhengyi had explored and the ruins he had ventured into, even the fraction left over outnumbered Qin Yang's. What he excelled at was less the Dao of arrays than adventure itself—though when exploring most ruins, array-related methods were what he used most.

Now that he had entered this dense forest, after a series of explorations, he had more or less figured out that this forest was like a grand array that was not quite a grand array.

At his current level, it was impossible for him to understand it, much less break it through skill. Yet the setup here normally would not turn every step into a crisis, which naturally meant there was hope of passing through according to its rules.

Those garments that seemed to possess minds of their own were the Array Eyes of this formation. Since those garments could move, the array itself was constantly changing—and changing unpredictably, without pattern.

This question was beyond the syllabus.

But Zhang Zhengyi quickly found a way through: pass through by means of the Array Eyes. In other words, the Array Eyes were no longer dead objects, but living things he needed to sweet-talk into helping him cross the array.

For Zhang Zhengyi, who often dealt with dead things, this was somewhat difficult.

Now that he had finally found a garment he could fool with his abilities, how could he possibly let it go?

Fortunately, he had the needle and thread Qin Yang had given him, all from the Embroiderer Estate. He had even learned the manual that allowed them to be used as weapons. Though his craftsmanship was his greatest weakness, there was still a sliver of hope.

The long robe seemed quite tempted. After it flew over, before it could even react, a streak