Leave It to Him, and You Cover for Him

The old man looked at Lin Tongtian with disdain.

However, it did move aside to make room.

Lin Tongtian lay down.

A moment later, he showed an expression of enjoyment.

"It has to be my martial uncle. Who would have thought that such a tattered mat would be so comfortable to lie on if I hadn't tried it?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the old man raised his hand and flicked Lin Tongtian on the head.

A muffled thud followed, like the resounding toll of a great bell.

"Your coffin wasn't lying there for nothing."

The old man nodded in satisfaction.

"Uncle-Master, you know what happened, right?"

Lin Tongtian spoke up.

The old man glanced at Lin Tongtian:

"Your senior brother isn't one to sit idly by either."

"Too."

Lin Tongtian nodded, then said:

"What is your opinion on this matter, Uncle-Master?"

The old man didn't speak, but simply pointed to Lin Tongtian's buttocks.

Lin Tongtian's expression was clear:

Is it certain that a fight will break out?

"What are the sect's plans? Will they interfere or not?"

"If we don't intervene, there's bound to be some turmoil. The Cang Clan itself is quite powerful, and with the intervention of the Will of Heaven and Earth, it could very well escalate into a war between the two domains."

The old man shook his head:

"We don't need to worry about this."

Lin Tongtian slightly stood up:

"Is the sect about to make a move?"

His words carried a hint of surprise and delight.

"Of course not."

The old man said:

"The sect's intention is exactly what he intends. Let him do whatever he plans; we'll just provide backup."

"He?"

Lin Tongtian aback.

"Is he still not quite there yet at this level?"

"After all, this little guy is only at the Saint Realm at best."

The old man shook his head:

"I have a feeling that this little guy is not as simple as you think."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tongtian said:

"That's for sure. After all, most things in this region revolve around him. It would be strange if he were simple-minded."

"But even Saint, at best Saint King, is far inferior to Saint Emperor."

Even his parents back then weren't this bad.

The old man glanced at Lin Tongtian:

"The sect must have its reasons for saying that. Besides, even your uncle feels that this little guy is quite extraordinary."

"Leave it to him; who knows, he might actually give us a pleasant surprise."

After a pause, the old man looked outside:

Even if it doesn't work out, we still have you guys. You'll cover for us, as long as we don't cause too much trouble.

"This little guy has grown up enough; it's time to let him take the lead in some important world affairs."

Lin Tongtian nodded in deep agreement.

After a moment, as if pondering something, he asked:

"We'll cover for you, but what about you, Uncle-Master?"

"Me?" The old man shook his head and sighed.

"I'm old; it's your turn, young people, to rule now."

Lin Tongtian suddenly fell silent, appearing somewhat solemn.

Then, he said earnestly:

"Uncle-Master?"

"How?"

"How about I give you my long coffin to live in? We can switch?" Lin Tongtian.

"Your rickety coffin is stinking from living in it, you can keep it yourself, instead of coveting my precious mat."

After the old man finished speaking, he kicked him in a huff.

Sizzle!

Suddenly, the void in front of Lin Tongtian cracked open.

His body was kicked directly inside.

When they reappeared, they were already inside the long coffin.

Outside the long coffin, the old man's voice came:

No need to see me out.

Heavenly Treasure Pavilion Headquarters

"Thank you for your trouble on this trip, Pavilion Master Sun."

Lu Changzhi thanked him and stood up.

"You're too kind." Sun Junlin waved his hand.

"You're welcome to come anytime you have time. Please feel free to ask if you need anything."

After a few more polite exchanges...

Afterwards, Lu Changzhi and Lu Yuan left together.

After the two left, a slight movement occurred in the void beside Sun Junlin, followed by the appearance of a projection.

This figure, though merely a projection, still clearly indicates an extraordinary identity.

It was none other than the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

How are you feeling?

Sun Junlin thought for a moment:

"The Longevity Battlefield may truly be about to appear in the world."

As a businessman and manager, he has his own intuition.

"The emergence of the Longevity Battlefield will inevitably unleash a new wave of storms, but the outcome may depend on the forces behind it."

The projector paused slightly, then shook its head:

Unfortunately, very little is known about this nowadays.

Sun Junlin nodded, then said:

"He should be somewhat interested in One Brush Saint Emperor, but I suspect it will be difficult."

"Quite difficult," the projection said.

"The One Brush Saint Emperor was an eccentric man who expressed his disdain for his descendants during his lifetime. Before his death, he declared that no one would be able to find his tomb, and even his so-called disciples never succeeded in their search."

Even if he manages to find it, he'll likely get very little.

Sun Junlin had also learned about the One Brush Saint Emperor and nodded in agreement.

"However, if he can actually find and obtain it, that would actually demonstrate his extraordinary abilities. Perhaps this is something worth keeping an eye on."

Sun Junlin thought for a moment and said:

"The One Brush Saint Emperor is renowned for his array-making skills. Chen Kun from the South Island Province is also skilled in array-making and has had contact with Lu Changzhi. We could have him pay attention to this area."

"This trip was somewhat fruitful."

On the returning airship, Lu Changzhi reviewed the documents he had brought back.

These materials are precisely about One Brush Saint Emperor and Chen Yibi.

I was just asking around casually, but unexpectedly, it led to some ideas, which was a pleasant surprise.

One Brush Saint Emperor is a veteran Saint Emperor powerhouse.

If found, it should be sufficient to prevent accidents during the opening process.

As for the present situation...

Let's go back to the Academy first and let Zhong Ming's system take care of things.

Put away the information.

A thought crossed my mind.

The clone reappeared in its original position.

The next moment, Lu Changzhi directly chose Zhong Ming.

Descent.

Brush.

The scenery changes.

They returned to the skies above the courtyard near the Myriad Laws Academy.

Lu Changzhi sensed it with his mind.

Inside the house, despite the double shielding of the system and the array, one could still sense the surging energy, clearly indicating that someone was cultivating.

"That does resemble Xiao Ye somewhat."

Lu Changzhi smiled slightly.

Having only been there a short time, he immediately began his spiritual practice.

"Wrong."

Suddenly, Lu Changzhi raised an eyebrow.

This doesn't seem like proper spiritual practice!

He opened the system page and glanced at Zhong Ming's cultivation level.

"Hmm? You've reached the Saint King Realm First Level?"

"This speed is going to leave Master in the dust!"

The newly accepted disciples reached the same level as him in just a few days.

That's extremely exaggerated.

"But,"

Lu Changzhi thought of something, and a smile appeared on his lips:

"I haven't used the cultivation increase brought by this new disciple yet. Now that Zhong Ming has reached the Saint King, it's time for me to raise my cultivation level as well."

At that moment, Lu Changzhi got up and returned to the house.

After setting up the array and other protective barriers, Lu Changzhi sat cross-legged and whispered:

"System, increase your cultivation level."