The sky darkened...

Feng Yi slowly closed his notebook.

Unfortunately, the notebook did not yield much gain; Lily's practice method was identical to his own, with a rigid mindset.

Since the water element was not his intrinsic attribute, Feng Yi couldn't find a breakthrough. He couldn't create an attribute that didn't exist within him, just like no matter how he improved, the outcome remained zero for someone with a zero foundation.

Lily was just a diligent girl with decent talent. In Feng Yi's view, her effort outweighed her talent.

For now, it's better to contact Francis.

Once the Heavenly Communication was connected, the voice on the other end was unsurprisingly surprised: "My dear friend, I bet you have something going on, I bet, otherwise, you wouldn't think of me. Let me guess your purpose for seeking me out."

Oh, you master of sarcasm. Even a phone call can become a monologue. Feng Yi furiously retorted in his mind, "Stop guessing, it's about money."

Then Feng Yi recounted why Blade Warrior had sought him out.

Francis seemed to sniff out a business opportunity, his eyes flashing with sharp light. But now he was as steady as an old dog, more serene than a Buddha: "That's no small sum, but there's profit to be made. What do you think?"

"Take it. Money isn't something you take with you when you die."

"How about a technology partnership?"

"That's good. I mentioned it to her earlier."

"Since it's your proposal, I've nothing to say." Francis snapped his fingers, making a decision, "However..."

"What?"

"There's a rumor that Lasso's grandfather will go to Jade Clear Sect in a few months. Of course, that's not the key point. Milly will go too, so you better be prepared."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi took a deep breath; this was a battlefield of political intrigue. If it were Jiu Ling and Qi'er it would be fine, given the disparity in their ranks. But if Milly went to Jade Clear Sect, the outcome would be uncertain; she clearly wanted to confront Mengdie.

Even he couldn't intervene in such high-level confrontations. At this moment, Feng Yi faintly sensed a hint of crisis.

He asked Francis, "What did the old man say?"

"He agreed, quite straightforwardly. That girl Milly really knows how to handle people." Francis shrugged wearily, "Hey, you're on your own."

Feng Yi frowned and hung up the Heavenly Communication.

The old man definitely wants to mess with me. If Lasso can't see through Milly's little tricks, he's not worthy of being called a prophet, let alone facing the Eastern father and elders.

Since Feng Yi knew how terrifying Lasso could be, with a broader vision than Kexiao and Roland could imagine, he was sure Lasso had a strategic plan, a grand strategy.

Forget it, overthinking is pointless.

Knowing future developments, he needed to arrive at Jade Clear Sect before Lasso to avoid risks, adhering to the principles of patience for a greater future, backing down to ease the situation, and retreating for peace. He decided to lie low for now, and if necessary, directly use the Third Rhythm to escape with Zi Yu.

There's also another reason to go to Jade Clear Sect — to have a heart-to-heart with Misty Fog in North Mysterious Hall.

North Mysterious Hall was said to be the water lineage of Jade Clear Sect, with profound and enigmatic techniques. But understanding it was no easy task.

However, this leisure such high-talent, high-perception types like Zi Yu. In other words, practicing in North Mysterious Hall would bring great benefits to Zi Yu, and some favor was expected.

Hopefully, Zi Yu wouldn't be misled into something like... uh, like practicing charm techniques that consume yang to replenish yin.

The way to please with such methods is disruptive, ruining one's foundation. In fantasy novels, it's commonly termed as a furnace.

It's said practitioners of this method become increasingly alluring, bewitching, and charming, absorbing male essence to nourish themselves, potentially leaving the subject withered and gray overnight or even turning them to dust on the spot, euphemistically called death on the belly.

It shouldn't be possible, given Zi Yu's youth, but it's not entirely dismissible. After all, based on daily observations, Zi Yu cares about beauty, dresses like a peacock, and seems to have a faint intent of outshining her sister.

Though it's an unintentional vibe, it further proven Zi Yu's potential for this, and Jade Clear Sect is a demonic sect, where charm techniques fall under water-based arts. As the saying goes, women are like water.

This... being a mentor like this is really tough.

As his thoughts dispersed, Feng Yi considered whether to seek out Tianyin Sect for hosting.

Unfortunately, there was no prior connection, and they might not show this courtesy, but he could speak with strength. With his skills, he should have no issue defeating the heroes of Tianyin Sect at a stroke, right?

Just blowing up a star casually, for an understanding.

Of course, Feng Yi wouldn't actually do it, but honestly, in the world, only two and a half people truly made him wary: one was Sky Shadow, one Roland, and the half was Kexiao. Oh, and a little transparent Mengdie, with excessively high agility stats, speeding up to the point where he couldn't catch up.

Real life wasn't a fantasy novel, where as the protagonist's power increased, masters, who were once rare, became commonplace. It was different; there were almost no longer any who could confront him head-on.

With these mixed feelings, Feng Yi pushed open the door and walked out of the room, greeted by a whiff of food aroma.

Reiko's mother was warm-hearted, with a sincere smile on her face, "Young man, stay for dinner, the dishes are almost ready."

Feng Yi originally wanted to refuse, as Zi Yu was still practicing, and he wasn't sure of her progress for the day. But he couldn't withstand the enthusiastic persuasion of the aunt, truly hard to refuse.

Feng Yi smiled wryly and nodded, "Auntie, I'll help too."

Reiko was momentarily dazed; such... looked like love. More surprisingly to her, the hero of this friendly country, the legendary Revenge Shadow Rider, had one day come to their house as a guest, and even entered the kitchen. Everything before her seemed surreal, like a dream.

Usually, guests don't cook, it violates the hospitality norms.

Instead, the aunt went along with the guest, just saying, "Oh, how can I accept this kindness."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."

Upon hearing Feng Yi's words, she no longer refused.

The aunt, having experienced her own girlhood, was a sly old hand.

Thinking to herself, cooking together with her precious must surely enhance relationships and create a warm atmosphere, what's not to love.

Thus Feng Yi became flustered... Auntie, I was just being polite; don't really make me cook. It's not that he doesn't want to help, he simply doesn't know how to cook, wouldn't that make things messier?

Given the Colonial Planet lifestyle habits, apart from roasting meat, Feng Yi mostly just set the fire, added salt and oil, then casually stirred the pot to throw together a dish.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he braced himself and walked into the kitchen, scanning his surroundings until his eyes met Reiko's.

Feng Yi signaled to Reiko, shaking his head to indicate he couldn't cook.

Reiko's gaze was serene, innocently pointing at her mother.

Feng Yi nodded.

Reiko understood; he thought her mother's cooking wasn't good enough, wanting to cook himself, as she had clearly heard their conversation.

So when Reiko told her mother that Feng Yi wanted to cook, Feng Yi's mind buzzed with a sound!

Indeed, not on the same wavelength...!?

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