Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1943 - 1933: Shock in the Grand Hall of the Church

"You’re back, huh. So, how was it? Did you find anything today?" The handsome guy got up. He knew that Lin Zifeng must have returned disappointed. Before he even fully woke up, he had been wandering around for a long time.There’s simply no way to leave this place.

"No." Lin Zifeng shook his head.

He looked up at the woman. She also happened to look at him with watery eyes, then slowly lowered her head under his intense gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Can you tell me what this place is called and how you survive here?" He stepped forward, squatting in front of the woman.

However—the woman seemed very afraid of Lin Zifeng. She tucked her small head in, curling her delicate body, not daring to look at him.

"Hey hey hey, little Lin. You scared her. Can’t you be a bit more gentle? Besides, don’t you know how to treat a lady with tender care?" The handsome guy said, displeased.

He used his large body to shield the woman, preventing Lin Zifeng from approaching.

"Your appearance is scary enough already. Do you think she’s more afraid of me than of you?" Lin Zifeng retorted irritably and then stepped forward toward the wooden house.

"Come on! Just because I’m large doesn’t mean I don’t have a kind heart, alright?" The handsome guy responded with irritation.

His demeanor was full of human-like characteristics. Lin Zifeng ignored him. After being injured by the Bright Pope, his wounds hadn’t fully healed yet, so he returned to the wooden house to heal.

"Hehe. Don’t be afraid, miss. Actually, this guy isn’t as cold as you think. He’s quite a good person. Once you get to know him, you’ll see. Come on, let me help you cook the fish."

"Ouch～I’m going!"

As soon as this guy reached out to grab the half-cooked fish, he was instantly scalded, his eyes twitching from the heat, almost crying out in pain.

"Pfft~" The woman giggled. This smile completely captivated the handsome guy.

Damn, it was totally worth getting burned. Unexpectedly, it earned him a smile from the beauty. Her smile was just so beautiful. I have to do it more.

As a result, to earn another smile from the beauty, his paws got so scorched they turned black. Back at the little wooden house, he howled in pain all night.

Lin Zifeng ignored him, continuing his thoughts and cultivation...

Meanwhile, on the Bright Sect’s side.

The pharaoh Ulabuk and Di Shitian returned to the Bright Hall within the Bright Sect. At this moment, the Bright Hall was already filled with pharaohs and some knights of considerable standing.

The most dazzling was the Bright Pope!

The two pharaohs knelt in the center of the hall, their faces pale. This failure wasn’t significant, but they lost so many Bright Knights, which made them utterly humiliated. They swore they could find the Eastern youth in two days, but what happened?

The youth wasn’t found, and instead, the Eastern youth managed to escape in those two days.

Even if the Pope didn’t vent his anger on them, they already felt too ashamed to face the Bright Sect. They came specifically to ask for punishment.

At this moment, amidst the Bright Sect’s Bright Hall, Bright Pope Shika secretly returned from the Bright Right Sea. In her splendid purple-gold pope robe, which dragged along the ground, and with a platinum crown atop her head, she wore her other set of clothing.

Regal to the fullest. How could Lin Zifeng ever imagine that this woman was the pope who looked after them?

"Pope, it was our incompetence. We are willing to accept the church’s discipline. Please, great pope, punish us!" Di Shitian pleaded as he and Ulabuk knelt below, looking up at the Bright Great Pope on the throne, their legs starting to tremble slightly.

If the Pope truly decided to blame them, they wouldn’t even know how they died.

However, the atmosphere in the hall had already become exceedingly heavy. The Bright Pope had yet to speak for a long time, making the entire Bright Hall eerily silent, so quiet that even their anxious heartbeats could be heard clearly.

The other ten pharaohs also had deep respect and reverence for the Pope.

In the presence of the Bright Pope, Shika’s status had surpassed all in people’s hearts above the previous three generations of popes. Therefore, her every word and deed were supremely important. Within the entire Western region, the identity of the Bright Pope was worshipped by many!

She was the representative of the Bright God. Years ago, Shika had received the Bright God’s legacy. It’s said her cultivation now is unparalleled. Not necessarily the number one in the Western Great World, but certainly one of them!

Solemn! Solemn! Solemn!

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly heavy. And while everyone was eagerly waiting for the Great Pope to speak, Shika just smiled faintly, without uttering a single word.

In her mind, she remembered the handsome guy deliberately putting his paw into the fire to please her, yelping now in the little wooden house because of the pain.

That scene was truly laugh-inducing. Who would’ve thought he’d choose such a comedic way to amuse her?

An absolute clown.

Fortunately, her face was covered with a platinum mesh. Otherwise, seeing the Pope laugh like this, it would be scandalous enough to make everyone in the Church lose their composure.

Concerning this Pope, everyone in the Bright Sect knew she was cold, aloof, and not fond of speaking much, yet her actions were decisive and swift.

Every time she appeared in the Bright Hall, it was as if every pharaoh and knight owed her millions. They all stood trembling. They respected her, yet they all carried a heavy weight in their hearts, fearing to anger this once-in-a-millennium Great Pope!

By now, everyone in the hall was holding their breaths, not daring to exhale.

The Pope hadn’t spoken, and who would dare be the first to open their mouth?

"What’s with the Pope today? Why hasn’t she said anything? She’s never like this." The people below were starting to feel restless.

They didn’t quite like this unsettlingly quiet atmosphere.

"Hmm." At this moment, a sound escaped Shika’s throat. Instantly! Everyone in the hall immediately glanced at her. Even her smallest movements were closely watched, fearing they might miss anything.

"Stand up. This matter has nothing to do with you two." Nevertheless, to everyone’s surprise, the Pope actually allowed Di Shitian and Ulabuk, the so-called wrongdoers, to stand up.

This left everyone in the room dumbfounded.

What’s the meaning of this?

My dear Pope, please, just end it quickly. We really can’t handle this tension. We’re getting too old for games.

The pharaohs almost lost their composure and were on the verge of tears.

Especially Pharaoh Di Shitian and Pharaoh Ulabuk, who were stupefied by the Bright Pope’s words. They knew her governance of the Bright Sect was notoriously strict. Yet now she’s asking them to rise, which was beyond their imagination.

Could it be that the Pope had forgiven them? But isn’t forgiving them quite unrealistic? Considering the grave mistake they committed, they received no punishment and instead were pardoned.

Even Pharaoh Di Shitian and Pharaoh Ulabuk were stunned, as the former Pope was never so lenient. With so many knights lost, surely some punishment was needed.

But now?

The Bright Pope, known for being cold and heartless, referred to as an executioner by the Church, suddenly showed such gentleness. This was completely illogical.