Taking the life records of the Dragon Kings for searching would be more efficient.

But the old lady said that the Dragon King family wouldn't specifically record this; it was always others who helped record it.

This shows the Dragon King's arrogance on the surface, but the deeper reason is that there are too many Dragon Kings in the family, with each generation acting on behalf of the Heavenly Dao. If their lives were to be clearly recorded... who would dare to look?

It's like if your family has been the Heavenly Dao's gloves for generations, would you still secretly keep personal accounts?

If there were such records, and two families like Heavenly Dao's gloves married and merged, combining their personal accounts in secret... the consequences would be too terrifying.

Therefore, the stories passed down in the Qin and Liu Families are merely oral tales and legends from their ancestors.

In contrast, places like Jiujiang Zhao, which only had one Dragon King, might be more affordable, but even so, the so-called Dragon King notes are definitely not public within the family. The younger generation, perhaps only that Zhao Yi kid would be qualified to look at them, and doing so would certainly come at a price, equating to prying into the secrets of heaven.

As for the Yin family... that family might as well be seen as just letting things slide, they don't care.

Moreover, the biggest issue with the Yin Family's genealogy is that they recorded Yin Changsheng's life as if it were a mythical tale, severely distorted from reality.

But now, this might be a protective measure. If recorded in realistic detail, the Yin family wouldn't have merely declined; they would have vanished by now.

As for the things Li Zhiyuan wrote himself, they are only circulated within the team and cannot be spread.

Thus, Li Zhiyuan doesn't want to ask the old lady whether she knows about the Jie family. Even though the fourth wave hasn't begun yet, he's already prepared to go and doesn't want to involve the old lady in this karma.

One day, if the sky falls and the old lady wants to stand up and hold it, Li Zhiyuan would understand and not object, but on ordinary days, there's no need to cut flesh with a soft knife.

Li Zhiyuan picked up a pen again and wrote at the bottom of the scroll: Jie family, Zhangjiajie.

Looks like it's time for another team-building trip.

Alii put down the pen and looked at Li Zhiyuan.

"Done with the drawing?"

Alii nodded.

"Let me see."

Li Zhiyuan walked over.

Alii drew the final scene of her third wave.

She originally painted a scene of the five Yin beasts side by side, but that wasn't the final draft—if something more suitable came later, it would be removed.

Li Zhiyuan looked over; in the picture, he was small, standing on the head of a pig. The pig lay prostrate on the ground, its body extending like a small mountain.

Isn't this artistic rendition a bit too much?

At that time, when the pig exploded, it was already on its last breath, along with three other Yin beasts—the monkey, cow, and centipede, all small, semi-transparent, and frail.

When he stood on that pig's head, the pig's size, had it been a regular farming household, wouldn't even be counted for slaughtering during the annual hog-killing festival; it would've been kept to grow more meat.

However, Li Zhiyuan understood why Alii designed it like this, because stepping on a regular little pig... really doesn't look good.

Granny Yu's image is eerie and spooky, the Big Fish is fierce and gigantic, and the third painting turning into a little pig is quite a big contrast.

Alii's fingers lightly brushed the paper; clearly, she was concerned about this too.

"Alii, you've painted beautifully; I really like it."

Alii looked up at the boy.

"I'm serious, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. The painting won't be public; in the future, when we're older, we'll look back and relish it. Since it's painted for ourselves, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

Alii nodded.

And if it accidentally gets out in the future and seen by others, what's the big deal? It's originally painted for personal amusement, and those who peek aren't qualified to say it's exaggerated.

Alii pointed around the edges of the scroll, meaning she needed to enrich the content by adding images of the four Yin beasts.

"You can add those four, but there's no need to make them look fierce, and don't put them on the pig's side. They've always been doing good deeds, and now they're considered part of our clan."

Alii nodded, indicating that she understood.

Since they're now part of the clan, their images should be depicted kindly, contrasting with the pig.

"Alii, this is for you." Li Zhiyuan took out a design blueprint from his pocket: the Seven-orifice Heart Lock recorded in Wei Zhengdao's book, "When you have time, make two locks, one for the study door and another for your painting box."

Alii looked confused, then looked up at the ceiling.

She understood.

Li Zhiyuan didn't want to tattle, as no child likes their elders snooping through their diaries.

But Alii is too smart; without needing Li Zhiyuan to find an excuse, she knew the reason for doing so.

Yet, Alii wasn't angry.

She didn't think it was a big deal for the depiction of the youth to be seen by outsiders.

But Li Zhiyuan had to consider the old lady's health.

Lately, the old lady had been coughing nonstop.

A truly trained person could crush a solid wooden chair into powder when angry, so how could she have a cold that lasts so long?

She might have peeked at things she shouldn't have, sigh, such a curious and mischievous old lady.

Alii put away the design blueprint; she would do it.

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