47: The halo of the genius and the conflict among his subordinates

When Lin Tian's tall and straight figure slowly descended the gangway of the "candle dragon" sky-air carrier, personally welcomed by the highest-ranking general of the Huaxia Military's Western Theater Command, and officially stepped onto the solid ground of Kunlun City—

The entire world, at this moment, seemed to have been muted.

Inside Kunlun City, the tens of thousands of top Prodigies, representatives of various powers from all over the world, and media reporters who had squeezed into the city through various channels, all instinctively held their breath.

Before the global live broadcast network, the tens of billions of ordinary people watching this grand event didn't even dare to blink.

What did they see?

They saw a God.

A young God, who had walked into the Mortal world from the most ancient and magnificent mythological scroll.

The fifteen-year-old youth's figure had already fully matured, as tall and straight as a pine, unmoving as a mountain. He wore a simple, unadorned white Martial Dao uniform, and his ink-black long hair was gently stirred by the never-ending fierce winds of the Kunlun Restricted Zone, flowing like an immortal.

His features were so beautiful they didn't seem Mortal, as if they were a unique and perfect masterpiece that the Creator had poured all of his effort and favoritism into. His deep eyes calmly surveyed the bustling world before him, yet they seemed to encompass the birth, death, and Reincarnation of the entire Universe and star sea, indifferent yet noble.

He merely stood there quietly, yet he exuded an supreme aura that transcended the mundane world and commanded all under Heaven, making everything around him appear dim.

"Oh my God... Is this... the Dragon Family's 'Alpha Heir'?"

"This... this appearance is too Heaven-Defying, isn't it?! I thought those AI-retouched celebrity posters were already the limit of human beauty!"

"Walking hormones! Mom, I'm in love! I don't care, from today onwards, I'm a 'Heavenly Concubine'!"

"Wake up! With your looks, you're not even worthy of carrying the Divine Son's shoes! Only the little princess of Shennong Group, who also has SSS-rank Talent, is barely worthy of him!"

After a brief moment of dead silence, both the scene in Kunlun City and the global network were instantly engulfed by a torrent of exclamations, like a mountain tsunami, filled with madness and adoration!

Countless young women, whether they were noble daughters of financial magnates or Martial Dao Saintesses with extraordinary Talent, all lost themselves in a daze and had their hearts captured the moment they saw Lin Tian's true appearance.

A global sensation triggered by "looks" thus unfolded... However, beneath this fervent worship and praise, a cold gaze, full of jealousy and unwillingness, like a venomous snake hidden in the shadows, was fixed intently on that figure who was the focus of all attention.

Kunlun City, the top floor of an independent building with the best view, specially provided by the military.

The number one heir, Long Qingtian, held a glass of crimson liquor and coldly watched the scene from the airport direction, which resembled a "God descending."

He listened to the real-time reports from his intelligence officer about the global network completely erupting due to Lin Tian's appearance. His hand, holding the wine glass, calloused and scarred, tightened involuntarily.

"Heh heh..."

He let out a cold laugh, full of self-mockery and unwillingness.

He recalled how he, from an obscure branch Family at the bottom, fought his way through bloodshed, struggled in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and teetered on the brink of life and death countless times, all to finally achieve the status and glory of "number one heir" today.

Every scar on him represented a brutal victory; every drop of blood he shed established glorious military exploits for the Family's territory!

But what of it?

Everything he gained from fighting tooth and nail for over a decade was still inferior to what that guy obtained simply... by relying on his face and a single appearance!

Why?!

Why was he born with everything?!

Why did the things he obtained by risking his life and exerting all his strength seem like readily available dust in his eyes?!

What I resent is not him as a person!

What I hate is this damned unfair fate! This damned rule that only looks at Bloodline and origin!

Long Qingtian raised his head, drained the strong liquor in his glass, and in his sharp, eagle-like eyes, an unprecedented Battle Intent, capable of incinerating everything, blazed fiercely!

【Narration: According to the "Kunlun Convention" jointly signed by the major top powers before entering the Kunlun Restricted Zone, to ensure the purity of the younger generation's experience during this "War Emperor's Mausoleum" exploration, all elders above S-rank 'Star Realm' are forbidden from interfering. Within the Restricted Zone, life and death are left to fate; everything... depends on the juniors' own abilities!】

"Lin Tian..."

Long Qingtian looked at the figure surrounded by countless people in the distance, and slowly clenched his fist.

"In this Restricted Zone where no rules can protect you, let me personally weigh just how capable you, this 'Alpha Heir,' truly are!"

...In the highest-spec luxury base suite provided by the military, where Lin Tian was staying.

The atmosphere, however, was relaxed and warm.

"Brother Tian, I'm so thirsty. I want that cool, sweet 'Calming Energy Drink' that's a specialty of Kunlun City and also helps with Mental Energy Cultivation!"

Jiang Luoling, who had just finished a long flight, sprawled on the soft sofa like a lazy kitten, completely unconcerned about her image, and pouted at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian looked at her adorable appearance, a hint of doting flashing in his eyes.

Before he could speak, Su Mucheng, who had long since taken on the role of "Chief Life Assistant and Personal Head Butler" at his side, immediately understood.

After a year of "testing" and "training," and with Lin Tian's terrifying resource support, she not only managed the Su Group (now the Dragon Group Bio-Gene Jiangnan Branch) meticulously, but her own Cultivation had also successfully Broken through to the Peak A-rank of the Martial Ancestor realm. Now, she had long shed her former arrogance and conceit, exuding a unique charm that was mature and alluring, yet also capable and respectful.

She bowed slightly to Lin Tian and softly asked for instructions: "Sir, perhaps I should go. It's a good opportunity for me to familiarize myself with the supply situation in Kunlun City and prepare logistics for our upcoming actions."

"Hmm, go ahead," Lin Tian nodded.

"Yes."

Su Mucheng accepted the order, then led two female Dragon Family guards and left the base... Kunlun City, Central Commercial District, Military Special Supply Store.

This was the only place in the entire base city that sold the highest-spec supplies. Everyone who could enter this place was a core member of a major top power.

Su Mucheng, with the highest-authority identity card of "Alpha Heir's Direct Assistant" granted by Lin Tian, entered the top floor of the store without hindrance.

However, when she arrived at the shelf specifically selling special energy drinks, she found that the atmosphere seemed a little off.

Long Qingtian's most loyal followers, all at Peak A-rank, were already waiting there.

They casually leaned against the shelf, watching Su Mu-cheng slowly approach with a scrutinizing and provocative gaze.

Su Mucheng frowned slightly, but ignored them and walked straight to take the last beautifully packaged "Calming Energy Drink" from the shelf.

However, just a second before her fingertips were about to touch the drink—

A rough, calloused hand snatched the drink first!

"Oh, isn't this our 'Alpha Heir's' new acquisition, President Su, who is said to be quite famous in Jiangnan City?"

A burly young man with a scar on his face tossed the drink in his hand and said in a sarcastic, Yin and Yang tone, full of mockery.

Su Mucheng's eyes turned cold, and she asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this?"

"Nothing much," the scarred youth sneered, tucked the drink into his chest, and spread his hands. "Sorry, President Su. This 'Calming Energy Drink,' a specialty of Kunlun City, has limited production, and only one is supplied each day."

"Coincidentally, our number one heir, Brother Long Qingtian, also needs it today to calm his mind and focus."

He paused, leaned close to Su Mucheng, and continued to provoke her in a low, insulting voice:

"So, we can only inconvenience your 'pretty boy' master, who only knows how to rely on his looks to make a living. Today... he won't get any."

"You!" Su Mu-cheng's pretty face turned pale with rage, and she trembled all over at this blatant humiliation!

The scarred youth looked at her reaction, and the smile on his face grew wider. He patted Su Mu-cheng's full chest, which was heaving violently with anger, and said word by word in a suggestive and threatening tone:

"What? Unconvinced?"

"If you have the guts, let your master, who only hides behind women, come and get it himself!"

A "proxy war" between subordinates, triggered by the undercurrents between their masters, was completely... ignited at this moment!