Under his blue robes and white hair, there was an indescribable temperament coming from his back. He seemed to be elegant, but also cold and arrogant. It was as if when all these temperaments merged together, they formed a unique charm that was enough to make people feel inferior and lower their heads in front of him.
Kim Do-myung was just like that. After seeing Zhao Pinfang, he immediately bowed respectfully.
"Little Ming pays his respects to Uncle Zhao." Kim Do-myung hurriedly greeted him. In reality, he knew very well that the man before him didn't rely on their relationship as a cultivation partner to attain his current status. In fact, it should be said that it was precisely because of Zhao Pinfang's importance to the Federation that his cultivation partner, in addition to being outstanding, had a smooth career.
However, compared to the household name of the Martian Colony Governor, Zhao Pinfang wasn't well known among the commoners. Only in the upper circles and among the various factions did he stand out and stand out.
Wang Baole had wanted to greet him as well, but when he heard Kim Do-myung call himself Little Ming, he almost laughed out loud, even though Zhao Pinfang's back made him feel quite pressured. However, Wang Baole knew his limits and immediately bowed to Zhao Pinfang.
"Little Le pays his respects to Uncle Zhao."
As soon as Wang Baole spoke, Kim Do-myung raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wang Baole. He noticed Wang Baole's expression when he called himself Little Ming, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he was prepared to watch a good show.
At the same time, Zhao Pinfang, who was looking at the murals with his back facing them, had a strange expression on his face. However, he quickly calmed down and slowly turned around.
The moment he turned around, Wang Baole clearly saw Zhao Pinfang's face. Even though Wang Baole often claimed to be the most handsome man in the Federation, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Even though Zhao Pinfang was already middle-aged, his handsome features and chiseled features exuded an extraordinary aura. One could imagine that he must have been fresh and handsome when he was young!
Although he was a middle-aged man, his head of white hair and his cultured and refined appearance made him seem even more attractive in terms of appearance.
We're all men … Wang Baole heaved a long sigh in his heart. Jealousy rose continuously in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. However, he felt that Zhao Pinfang looked familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.
While Wang Baole was puzzled, Zhao Pinfang turned around and looked at Kim Do-myung and Wang Baole calmly.
His gaze only swept over Kim Do-myung, but his focus was on Wang Baole. He scrutinized him for a long while, and in the end, he even snorted.
That made Wang Baole's heart skip a beat, and he felt his hair stand on end. Only then did Zhao Pinfang retract his gaze and turn around again to look at the mural. From the beginning till the end, he didn't say a single word.
This made Wang Baole's heart jump. He quickly swept his gaze over Kim Do-myung, and a questioning look appeared in his eyes. Kim Do-myung blinked, looking as if he didn't know what was going on either.
Wang Baole sucked in a breath. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't know what the problem was. He couldn't help but ponder it.
'Why is he staring at me? And he even snorted …. No, there's a problem here. Could it be …? 'Wang Baole thought about it for a moment, then suddenly thought of something. Could it be that Zhao Pinfang, like his beloved, really wanted to take him as a son-in-law?!
Seeing that Wang Baole seemed to be filled with suspicion, Kim Do-myung smiled inwardly. He didn't explain, but instead stood off to the side obediently. As for Zhao Pinfang, he ignored the suspicion written on Wang Baole's face. After staring at the murals for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and spoke his first words since the three of them had met.
"The two of you, come closer. Tell me what you see from the murals."
As Zhao Pinfang's calm voice echoed out, Kim Do-myung immediately stepped forward and put on a serious expression as he examined the murals. Wang Baole hurriedly collected his thoughts and walked over to Zhao Pinfang's side, then looked up at the murals.
He had roughly scanned the murals before. Now that he was looking at them up close, he saw the crumbling planet, and the souls of the dead converging into a river that merged into the starry sky. Although the murals were a bit strange, it was difficult to see any clues. That was especially so when he thought about the way Zhao Pinfang had looked at him earlier. Therefore, Wang Baole didn't speak first. Instead, he pretended to look at the murals.
However, as soon as he did, Wang Baole's pupils constricted. Earlier, he had been quite a distance away, so he hadn't been able to sense it very clearly. Now that he was closer, however, he could suddenly sense a faint aura emanating from the murals ….
It was an aura that most people wouldn't be able to detect, and it was very weak. However, to Wang Baole, who cultivated the Underworld Magic, it was incomparably familiar. In fact, in order to be sure, he even reached out to touch the murals. As soon as he did, Wang Baole's heart trembled. He was absolutely certain that the murals contained Underworld Qi!!
Even as Wang Baole's heart trembled in shock, Zhao Pinfang coolly said, "Little Ming, you go first."
Kim Do-myung immediately voiced his assent. After a moment of deliberation, he began to speak.
"Uncle Zhao, as far as I can tell, this mural contains boundless profound meaning. However, your humble nephew is a bit clumsy, and can only see that it contains the will of hope. For example, the death of the planet, or the flight of the soul. All of these are extreme manifestations. I feel that … when things reach an extreme, they will move in the opposite direction. Perhaps this extreme description contains hope, as well as some sort of life force that I don't fully understand!"
Kim Do-myung's response was very interesting to Wang Baole. This was no longer just looking at the murals, but rather, trying to deduce the deeper meaning of the murals. At the same time, Wang Baole could also see Zhao Pinfang nodding slightly after hearing his response. That caused Wang Baole to realize that this was an examination!
"Do all important people like to conduct examinations as soon as they meet?" Wang Baole sighed. Even as he was pondering what to say, Zhao Pinfang's voice could be heard.
"Wang Baole, it's your turn!"
"F * ck …" Wang Baole felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that Zhao Pinfang was treating him differently. He called Kim Do-myung Xiaoming in a gentle tone, but he called him by his name directly. It was clear that Zhao Pinfang was prejudiced against him.
Although he didn't know where this prejudice came from, Wang Baole couldn't accept it. His temper flared as he turned to look at Zhao Pinfang.
"Great Master Zhao, different people have different opinions about the meaning of this mural. Xiaoming thinks that it is hope, but I think that it is more like a ritual. However, no matter what, these are all guesses. I have another opinion about this mural!
"This mural comes from the Divine Armament Catacombs on Mars!" The first half of Wang Baole's sentence didn't cause any change in Zhao Pinfang's expression. However, the second half of his sentence made Zhao Pinfang turn around abruptly and look at Wang Baole once again.
This time, his eyes didn't have the same scrutiny as before. Instead, they revealed a hint of curiosity.
"Why do you say that?"
"It's just intuition!" Wang Baole raised his head and spoke calmly with his hands behind his back. He thought to himself, 'Aren't you treating me differently? I have a temper too.'
Kim Do-myung blinked and took a few steps back. He felt that Wang Baole could easily get beaten up for speaking to Zhao Pinfang like that. On the other hand, the curiosity in Zhao Pinfang's eyes increased. It even gradually turned into admiration, as if he was extremely satisfied with Wang Baole's answer. In the end, to Kim Do-myung's surprise, he actually smiled.
"There are many people from the Federation who came to view this mural, but Wang Baole, you are the first to point out the origin of this item without knowing the specifics!"
"You are indeed the new city lord who suppressed the Catacombs. You must have investigated the Catacombs quite a bit. That's why you have developed such intuition!"
"You are right. This mural comes from the Divine Armament Catacombs on Mars. It was one of the items discovered when various forces first entered!"
"And this mural is very strange. It doesn't stay the same. Instead, under a specific light, it can reveal another hidden scene!" When Zhao Pinfang said this, he raised his right hand and waved it. Suddenly, the light in Laboratory Number Three changed. The surrounding caves disappeared and were replaced by a starry sky!
It was as if the three of them had been transported to outer space. At this moment, they were standing in the vast starry sky. The environment had completely merged with the mural. Or rather, to a certain extent, it was as if the three of them had entered the world of the mural.
It was also at this moment that the scene in the mural changed. Although the planet was still collapsing and countless souls were still floating out to form a river, outside the planet, at the end of the river of souls, in the starry sky … there was an additional black lone boat!
On this black lone boat stood a black-robed man. This black-robed man held a special oar in his hand. A lamp was tied to this oar!
Lone boat, black robe, lantern oar!
This lone boat seemed to be able to separate Yin and Yang. The light from the lantern oar was like the guidance of a lighthouse. As the black-robed man moved forward silently, behind him … the souls that had gathered into a river no longer had expressions of pain on their faces. Instead, they followed him in peace … all the way!
"Have you all heard of the Dark Sect?" In this starry sky, Zhao Pinfang's tone was almost infatuated and worshipful. His voice reverberated softly, as if he wasn't asking a question but was muttering to himself.
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