AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic Vol 1 to Vol 4

Vol 2 Chapter 41 to 45

Chapter 41

"Is this what he meant?"

Walking up behind Nian Yao Yao, Long Hua takes a brief glance at the map.

Just above the label of this entryway, there is an odd symbol present.

(Zhēn (真), as in genuine, this should be the way their surname is written.)

Surrounding the zhen character is a sycee shape.

Aside from one entryway that is located in the far-right corner of the map, the other entrances all possessed this symbol—that is most likely the Zhen family's household crest.

"Figured something out?"

Shrugging a shoulder to Nian Yao Yao's question, Long Hua replies—

"There's only one entryway that isn't marked by the Zhen family's crest. Maybe the first five are all reserved for practitioners only?"

As Nian Yao Yao steps to the side, Long Hua approaches the metal panel—while shrouding his right hand in a thin layer of sword Qi.

"Azure Dragon of the East."

Muttering this, Long Hua presses the right side of the panel, and through the extension of his sword Qi, he detects an odd device buried beneath the surface.

(Under ordinary circumstances, infusing spirit Qi should be the proper way to operate this device, but...)

Unable to determine whether or not the city's detection system is able to reach here, Long Hua constricts his eyes in thought for a brief moment.

(Hmm... I'm probably being overly cautious of this, but I don't feel like taking any chances... If they ask me to pay for damages later, I'll just redirect the blame onto surnamed Bai.)

Settling on this, Long Hua decides to destroy the device, as he wills his sword Qi to pierce through it.

"Vermilion Bird of the South, White Tiger of the West, Black Tortoise of the North, and..."

Repeating the pressing pattern that Nian Yao Yao had done previously, while leaving a cut mark on the panel's surface with every touch, Long Hua eventually moves his hand towards the center, and goes on to mutter—

"Yellow Dragon of the Center."

Upon touching the center of the panel, the wall beside it caves inwards, and slides off to the right—to reveal a hidden entrance way.

"...I'm not a fan of long, dark tunnels."

Seeing this to be the perfect opportunity to rearrange their formation, Nian Yao Yao speaks up.

"Are you suggesting for me to take up front?"

With a bitter expression on her face, Nian Yao Yao replies—

"You seem more suited to this—considering how the door didn't respond when I pressed it."

Blinking his eyes, Long Hua thought—

(Strange, the number of practitioners in this world, who have access to the city—shouldn't be high in numbers, but the number of gates on this map...)

"What are you thinking of?"

Towards Long Hua's silence, Nian Yao Yao's eyes give off a gleam of thoughtfulness, to which, the former replies—

"Makes little sense for doors like this to exist in abundance—when customers of my nature are meant to be scarce."

"..."