Chapter 215 (Confrontation)
Yan Shi slowly sat down on the outer wall of Novano Academy.
In theory, she should immediately notify her subordinates and then step in as Director Yan to resolve the matter.
The altar near the self-intoxicated, though its purpose is unknown, is so pungent with blood that it is nauseating, and its cruelty is no less than that of the hunting grounds.
The relevant authorities should handle this matter.
But Yan Shi just wants to space out right now.
The sound of the tide grew louder.
The protective array of Garcia Governor's Mansion was not of very good quality; in just a short time, it was already covered with cracks.
Yan Shi observed intently for a while and discovered that the tsunami was not caused by the altar, but was pulled by a black-robed man on the far right.
Is the tsunami also part of this altar's magic circle?
Yan Shi had never studied the formations and rituals of the inner world, so he made a rough guess.
She snapped out of her daze, looked down and turned on her phone screen, carefully entering a number she had memorized since childhood.
The call has been connected.
The system automatically redirects to the call page, where the number owner's saved name is displayed on the screen.
[Before I Get Drunk]
Lin Zizui, who had been speaking quietly to the person beside him in front of the altar, paused, made a gesture to be quiet, and took out his phone from his robe.
The call was connected.
"Yanshi," Lin Zizui's voice was as calm as ever, "What's wrong?"
In her memory, Yan Shi had never called her on his own initiative.
Even if there is a parent-teacher meeting.
Yan Shi even went so far as to pay someone online to attend her parent-teacher conferences, but she would never proactively seek out Lin Zizui.
So Lin Zizui is now somewhat unexpected.
“Mom,” Yan Shi said.
Her background noise was the same as Lin Zizui's, the sound of a huge tide.
He was so drunk that he didn't notice.
"Um?"
"Mom," Yan Shi called again, then paused and slowly said, "I'm in the capital. I'm sick. Can you come see me now?"
"You're sick in the capital?" Lin Zizui paused for a moment, then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Yanshi, I'm a bit busy right now. I'll transfer some money to your account so you can hire a caregiver, okay?"
Yan Shi lowered his eyes.
The roar of the ocean waves still echoed in my ears.
Lin Zizui: "Yanshi?"
Yan Shi smiled and looked down: "Okay, thank you, Mom."
She hung up the phone.
The screen went black.
The protective barrier of the Governor's Mansion looked like it couldn't withstand the giant waves and was about to shatter completely at any moment.
Such a commotion was completely unnoticed, with neither the half of the execution team that Yan Shi had previously sent that had not defected, nor the execution team that had come with Yan Shi this time.
Yan Shi stood up from the wall.
Shui Ling was still trembling, cowering beside her, and wouldn't obey her commands.
Yan Shi lowered his eyes and poked the blazing sun crown on his wrist: "Get up, time to work."
The blazing sun instantly came alive.
The sparse fire spirits in the air, under immense pressure, condensed and adhered to the protective barrier at the top, creating a streak of flame.
The onrushing giant waves were scorched by the high temperature, instantly turning into white mist, and the humid air was filled with a salty smell.
The situation has changed.
Lin Zizui looked up at the sky. As his gaze swept across the area, he met Yan Shizheng's gaze, who had just removed his disguise.
Lin Zizui was stunned.
Her trusted aide beside her also looked up to see what was happening. After seeing the situation, her expression turned grim. She leaned close to Lin Zizui and whispered, "It should be Director Yan from the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs. Her ability is the power of words, and the spirit she controls is the fire spirit."
Lin Zizui slowly said, "...Director Yan?"
She looked at Yan Shi's right hand, where flames were wrapped around his wrist, and the firelight was leaping.
Yan Shi nimbly leaped down from the wall and walked step by step to Lin Zizui, fireworks adorning the hem of her dress: "Ms. Lin," she called out.
Lin Zizui gazed at her.
“Headquarters of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs,” Yan Shi continued expressionlessly, “you have violated the entire Peace Protection Act. On behalf of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, I hereby formally request your arrest.”
Lin Zizui still did not respond.
On the far right, the black-robed man who had been controlling the tsunami leaned halfway out from the queue: "Director Yan, are you alone?"
Her voice was clear and bright: "Where is the General Administration's enforcement team?"
Because of the large movements, a few strands of white hair slipped out from under the hood.
She didn't wait for an answer. As they spoke, the man in black silently increased his control.
Another huge wave surged from the sea, crashing onto the front tide and violently pressing down on the protective screen.
The next instant, the waves crashed down heavily.
A dull cracking sound.
The protective array of Garcia's governor's mansion is indeed of very poor quality.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the protective barrier covering Novano Port cracked inch by inch, then scattered into countless starlight, dissipating into the blood mist and sea breeze.
The port of Novano has lost its last protection.
Now only the flames remain to hold back the giant waves.
The firelight illuminated Yan Shi's profile, revealing her slightly raised eyebrows.
The crown of blazing sun was provoked to its face, and in anger, it suddenly broke free from its bracelet form.
Flames climbed to Yan Shi's fingertips, solidifying into the original shape of the crown she had first picked up, shimmering and floating in her palm.
“Yes,” Yan Shi chuckled, “it’s just me.”
"That's enough."
Flames roared as they crashed into giant waves.
Fire and water swirled in the air, explosive flames illuminating the entire sky. The seawater was instantly evaporated, turning into thick white mist that billowed up and obscured half of the view.
The flames, however, did not stop.
As the flames engulfed the tsunami, they rushed straight toward the massive altar in the center.
Even as he became drunk, he remained motionless.
The next moment, the runes on the altar lit up. Darkness surged, and blood-red light swirled, heading straight for the raging flames.
The entire space trembled violently at the moment of impact. Blood and flames instantly engulfed the entire area.
The shockwave swept outwards, and Yan Shi instinctively took a step back to absorb the force. The raging flames intentionally protected her, preventing the impact from becoming too severe.
The people in black robes beside the altar were forcibly pushed apart and staggered backward.
Lin Zizui frowned slightly and took a few steps back to deflect the impact.
To Ling Yanshi's surprise, in addition to protecting her, Lie Yan also gently supported Lin Zizui.
The fiery light from the blazing sun gently brushed past Lin Zizui.
Amidst the clamor, Yan Shi heard Lin Zizui beside him say, "So you're the newly appointed director of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs."
Yan Shi turned his head to look at his mother.
To be honest, her mind is still completely blank.
This colossal black stone platform is nearly ten stories high, its entire surface covered with dense rune inscriptions, from which blood flows. One can only imagine the countless lives lost that have been stained within it.
Yan Shi found it hard to accept that Lin Zizui would do such a thing.
Something seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she heard her own voice falter as she tried to speak: "Yes."
Yan Shi naturally had many questions for Lin Zizui.
I want to ask her why she went to so much trouble to set up this altar, I want to ask her what exactly happened back then, I want to ask why Lin Zizui and Shan Fengyang have nothing to say to each other...
But when the words were about to come out, Yan Shi only said a very ordinary conclusion: "So your job is to engage in heretical cultivation."
The blazing sun rubbed uneasily against her palm.
Yan Shi stared intently at Lin Zizui, his eyes unblinking in the scorching light.
"My job?" Lin Zizui looked up, her gaze falling on the massive black stone platform so close at hand. A blood-red light flickered in her eyes, making her expression somewhat blurred.
"...You look a lot like Shan Fengyang."
As she spoke, a hint of unspoken emotion crept into her voice, "No wonder Shan Fengyang left all his things to you."
"That's right, she can't help me. After all, that's just the kind of cold-hearted person she is."
Yan Shi paused, then couldn't help but ask, "Grandma...is she cold-hearted?"
Grandma doesn't seem to be associated with being cold-hearted at all, does she?
The Shan Fengyang she remembered was gentle and patient. What bad intentions could an old man who liked small cakes possibly have?
Lin Zizui finally turned his head and looked into Xiang Yanshi's eyes.
Yan Shi doesn't actually look much like Lin Zizui, except for his eyes.
But now, the eyes don't look quite the same anymore.
"She taught you to be very much like her," Lin Zizui said, emphasizing each word: "to love the world and all living things."
Yan Shi tilted his head, a hint of confusion on his face: "I just did what I could."
Her tone was calm, yet carried an air of self-righteous stubbornness.
Lin Zizui had been staring at her, then suddenly laughed. The smile was initially faint, but then it turned into a loud laugh: "You even say the same things."
"In the end, my child is most like the person I hate the most."
Yan Shi clenched his fist: "If you keep engaging in evil cultivation like this, it will indeed be difficult for Dan Ju to help you."
This is the truth.
Furthermore, based on the known information, Lin Zizui, as the daughter of Lin Xiqiao, also benefited from Lin Xiqiao's considerable power during Shan Fengyang's reign. Lin Zizui's life should have been incredibly easy.
She had no reason to continue engaging in illegal and cruel rituals as she grew up.
"I'm just finishing what my mother didn't finish." Lin Zizui's voice was very soft. "Shan Fengyang can watch his best friend die, but he can't abandon my mother."
Yan Shi: "The unfinished business at Linxi Bridge?"
That shouldn't be the case.
She struggled to organize her thoughts for a moment.
Although Yan Shi was not familiar with Lin Xiqiao, Lin Xiqiao had served as the director of the Executive Division of the General Administration of Foreign Affairs, and had also achieved remarkable political achievements during his tenure.
They should always be at the forefront of combating such sacrificial rituals.
As she lingered in her drunken stupor, she seemed lost in memories. She hadn't spoken of the past with anyone in a long time, but when she did, her voice was surprisingly calm: "Mom was a genius."
Flames and blood-red light remained locked in a stalemate in the air, locked in a fierce struggle, their roars incessant. Yet, both tacitly avoided this spot.
“She once touched the core of the law’s authority.” Lin Zizui’s tone was slow and clear. “In the past ten thousand years, only she has reached that place.”
There are countless geniuses in the Otherworld, and among the shining stars, Linxi Bridge is certainly one of the most outstanding.
“But the laws are enraged.” Lin Zizui’s expression turned cold and sharp in an instant, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. “The laws do not allow her to exist. And Shan Fengyang, for the sake of her so-called world, abandoned her.”
"Her best friend, the person she trusted most, betrayed her."
As the sound faded, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
"She perished at the most vibrant age." Lin Zizui's voice was even softer. "Her name was erased from the history of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, and her existence was forgotten by everyone."
"But I remember."
"But I remember," Lin Zizui said slowly, letting out a breath.
The two fell into a brief silence, with only the background noise remaining.
Lin Zizui withdrew his gaze and looked back at the towering black stone platform. His voice was like a soliloquy, yet also like a declaration: "Therefore, I will take that step for her."
Blood surged within the runes of the altar, its hum like a heartbeat.
Yan Shi: "What are you going to do?" She looked at Lin Zizui.
Lin Zizui did not answer immediately, but raised his eyes and looked behind the altar.
“Deep within the Sea of Dono,” she began slowly, “that is the Ruins of Return. The burial ground of the gods.”
A blood-red light danced in her pupils: "Gods do not die naturally, but are suppressed by laws and bound by authority, forever slumbering in the graveyard."
Yan Shi listened in silence, the fiery light of the blazing sun reflected in her eyes.
“My mother reached that point, but she couldn’t overcome it.” Lin Zizui’s voice carried a trace of pain that had been suppressed for many years. “She was annihilated by the laws of nature and abandoned by the world. Shan Fengyang chose the world, but not her.”
She paused. "I won't be like her. I'll shatter it." Lin Zizui's voice suddenly turned cold and hard. "Shatter the limitations of the laws, restart the Void, and let them return."
She looked up at Yan Shi, her gaze filled with an almost frantic determination: "Yan Shi, don't stop me."
Perhaps a long time passed, or perhaps only a few seconds, before Yan Shi spoke up: "I'm sorry, Ms. Lin. This is my duty."
Author's Note: I've drastically revised the outline, but I'm still stuck. Every day I can't write anything, so I just sit there, lost in thought. The more I delete and revise, the less I can write…
Writing has become difficult, and I really feel like I've let everyone down.
I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry.
I will try my best to make it wonderful!
Starting today, I'll resume daily updates. While I can't guarantee the exact time, I'll start working on it every morning as soon as I wake up.
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