Ultimate: Fishing Through the Heavens, Starting with Five Enlightenment Templates

Lan Tianyu said calmly.

"..."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, the other end of the phone fell silent instantly, as if someone had grabbed its throat.

A few seconds later, Wang Dadong's voice became incredibly clear, even carrying a hint of flattery.

"It's Teacher Lan. I'm so sorry, I didn't check the caller ID and didn't know it was you calling."

"Is there something you need from me so early in the morning?"

"It's okay. I called you first thing this morning. It's normal for you to be grumpy when you wake up."

"I'd like to visit you at your home. Could you please tell me your address?"

Lan Tianyu was straightforward.

"Huh? You...you came to my house?" Wang Dadong's voice was full of surprise. "Teacher Lan, who were you looking for?"

"To be precise, I need to speak with your parents," Lan Tianyu corrected.

"Looking for my parents?"

Wang Dadong was even more bewildered, and his voice rose an octave.

"Teacher Lan, my dad is just an ordinary church pastor, and my mom is a housewife. What could you possibly need them for?"

He simply couldn't understand how the incredibly powerful Teacher Lan could be involved with his ordinary parents.

"This is just the surface. It's not convenient to talk about it over the phone. You'll understand when I get there."

Lan Tianyu said in a deep voice.

Although Wang Dadong was full of doubts, he still obediently gave his home address:

"Oh... okay, my home is at No. XX, XX Road..."

"I know, I'll be there right away."

Lan Tianyu confirmed the address was correct and hung up the phone decisively.

He returned to the master bedroom and changed into a more casual outfit.

After a moment's thought, he went to Xiao Ci's room.

There's also Zi Yan outside; he needs someone to keep an eye on her.

Otherwise, if they slip away when he's not looking, they'll lose a Mary Lock for nothing.

Tian Xin has a somewhat saintly personality and might be easily swayed, so she's not a suitable candidate.

Although Xiao Ci is younger, she is even more intelligent and will not be easily fooled.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Xiao Ci sprawled on the bed without any regard for her image, her pretty face beaming with a satisfied smile.

Lan Tianyu smiled and reached out to pinch Xiao Ci's delicate nose.

Feeling some difficulty breathing, Xiao Ci suddenly sat up in her sleep.

"Honey, are you trying to suffocate me?!"

Xiao Ci pouted and said coquettishly, stretching out her slender arms to wrap around Lan Tianyu's neck, pouting her pink cherry lips.

The meaning is clear: she wants a good morning kiss.

Lan Tianyu naturally wouldn't refuse and leaned down to kiss him.

At the same time, his large hand slid down and began to caress her smooth thighs that were not wearing stockings.

The two slowly separated only when Xiao Ci began to have difficulty breathing.

"Xiao Ci, I have to go out for a bit later. Please keep an eye on that demon outside for me, and make sure she doesn't get away."

Lan Tianyu explained his purpose.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on her."

Xiao Ci blushed and nodded obediently.

Lan Tianyu carried Xiao Ci to the living room in a princess carry.

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Zi Yan felt nothing when she saw the two of them come out.

"Then I'm leaving. Don't forget what I just said."

Lan Tianyu put Xiao Ci down and gently gave her some instructions.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you to come back at home."

Xiao Ci smiled sweetly and reached out to straighten her lover's clothes.

Lan Tianyu nodded slightly, and in a flash, he disappeared from the apartment.

A moment later, he appeared on a quiet street.

Before me stands a cozy little villa with a small courtyard.

This is Wang Dadong's home.

He had just reached the gate of the courtyard when the door of the small villa was pushed open.

A middle-aged man, dressed simply and with a slightly thin build, slowly walked out pushing an old bicycle.

. ... ....

The man had a peaceful face and gentle eyes, and looked like an ordinary person.

Lan Tianyu raised an eyebrow and immediately recognized the middle-aged man as Dao Feng.

Almost simultaneously, Dao Feng, who was pushing his bicycle, paused slightly.

As a former top assassin, his ability to sense gazes had become instinctive, and he instantly realized that someone was watching him.

He subconsciously looked up and found a young man in his twenties smiling at him.

Dao Feng frowned slightly. This young man stood there casually, yet he gave Dao Feng a feeling of profound and unfathomable depth.

It is obvious that the opponent has a high combat strength index.

Lan Tianyu stepped forward, walked to the gate, and stood with a sincere smile on his face, looking through the low fence.

"You must be the infamous assassin, Supreme Madman Knife, from the martial arts world. I've long admired your name. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Upon hearing this, Dao Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart filled with turmoil, but his face showed a blank expression.

"Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"I'm just an ordinary priest at the nearby church, not some kind of killer supreme."

His voice was gentle, tinged with doubt, and his acting was nothing short of perfect.

Lan Tianyu's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes sharpened.

"Senior is too kind. Since I dared to come directly to your door, I am naturally 100% certain that I can confirm your identity. Why bother with any more pretense?"

The gentle facade on Dao Feng's face vanished like the tide, and his eyes instantly turned cold and dangerous.

A tangible chill seemed to emanate from my body, locking onto the blue sky before me.

[126] Please do not exaggerate!

Dao Feng tightened his grip on the bicycle slightly, his voice low and menacing:

"Who exactly are you?"

Lan Tianyu met that cold gaze with a calm expression, even a hint of solemnity:

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"Most importantly, the Gold Dimension is about to face an unprecedented catastrophe!"

"My purpose in coming here is to join forces with Senior Dao Feng to fight against this impending catastrophe!"

Dao Feng frowned upon hearing this, his sharp gaze fixed on Lan Tianyu.

They tried to find any trace of lying or exaggeration in his eyes, expressions, and even subtle muscle movements.

However, all he saw was a profound solemnity and unparalleled seriousness.

The other person's expression definitely didn't seem like they were joking.

However, the Gold Dimension is currently calm and peaceful, with few major conflicts even in the martial arts world. So how can there be talk of a catastrophe in "167"?

He pondered for a moment, scrutinizing Lan Tianyu for quite a while:

"What you say is somewhat alarmist. There is no sign of impending disaster in the Gold Dimension right now."

Lan Tianyu was not surprised by his reaction and calmly said:

"I understand your caution, senior."

"How about this, let's find a place to sit down and talk in detail?"

"After hearing my explanation, it's not too late for you to judge whether it's true or false for yourself."

Dao Feng frowned, slightly hesitant.

The young man in front of him knew him inside and out, and his strength was unfathomable.

Perhaps he knows many secrets that he doesn't, so it wouldn't hurt to chat with him for a while.

With this in mind, he finally nodded:

"Okay, there's a coffee shop nearby, why don't we go there to discuss this in detail?"

"No need."

Lan Tianyu smiled and shook his head, his gaze falling on the small villa on one side.

"Let's go to your home, senior."

"To be honest, the main purpose of my visit is to pay my respects to your wife, Senior Dao Gui."

"what?"

Dao Feng's expression changed drastically upon hearing this.

If the other party knew he was the ultimate assassin, it would only surprise him.

Then the other party actually revealed his wife's even more deeply hidden and top-secret identity as the Knife Ghost.

This made him feel a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Even among the higher-ups at the Weapons Headquarters, very few had ever seen the Demon Blade in person.

Who is this young man?

How did he find out his wife's identity?

Seeing the undisguised shock in Dao Feng's eyes, Lan Tianyu simply returned the gaze calmly.

The enigmatic smile remained on his lips as he quietly awaited his decision.

Dao Feng stared intently into Lan Tianyu's eyes, trying to find any flaws or traces of conspiracy, but all he saw was a calm and profound gaze.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and slowly said:

"Based on your performance and words just now, I'm starting to believe that the catastrophe you spoke of might not be entirely unfounded."

"Since you want to talk, come in with me."

Dao Feng sighed, turned around and pushed the bicycle back to the corner of the courtyard, then opened the door.

Lan Tianyu followed closely behind, passing through the simple entryway and entering the cozy living room.

in the living room.

A middle-aged woman with a gentle demeanor and a shrewd, capable look in her eyes.

He was sitting on the sofa, talking to a young man with spiky hair who was yawning next to him.

This middle-aged beauty was none other than Wang Dadong's mother, Dao Gui.

Hearing the door open, both of them looked over.