141: Lu Xiyue, the woman of false destiny

Southern Border.

A small group of officers in the army were weeping in a barracks.

"War God Lin, you finally accumulated enough military merit and were about to be promoted from Colonel to Brigadier General. How can you leave the army now?"

"Exactly, and your rank has been stripped to the bottom."

"Brother Lin, I'm not satisfied. I'll go plead with General Wei."

Seeing a subordinate about to leave the barracks to find General Wei, Lin Chuan immediately shouted for him to stop.

"Stop!"

"This is mainly because of my own reasons. My brother Lin Feng was killed by the King of the East Sea in Donghai."

"Back then, we were in an orphanage together. The memory of him calling me 'Brother' by my side is still vivid. I must avenge him."

"Since ancient times, one cannot have both family and country. I have already served in the army for ten years, and those small countries in the Southern Border dare not harass our Dragon Country."

"It's time to leave."

These words were spoken with high spirits, as if he were truly a kind person acting for the sake of his country and family, completely forgetting the training the army had provided him.

But only he himself knew that he was leaving because he had been caught exchanging intelligence with neighboring small countries. His rank was stripped to the bottom, and he was slinking away under the guise of revenge.

Although that intelligence was insignificant, what mattered was the ideological issue, the issue of attitude!

Using military intelligence to trade for personal gain—how could the army tolerate him? How could the country tolerate him?

Logically speaking, his actions should have resulted in execution by firing squad.

But General Wei, cherishing his talent, had treated the matter leniently.

As for the so-called revenge for his brother—once his rank rose and he had power and influence, when could he not take revenge?

It was true that he wanted to avenge his brother, but it was also true that he was looking for a new way out.

He had a clear understanding of himself: a petty man who constantly climbed up.

Back when Lin Feng had come to him for help, he had even demanded the "Wolf Eye" in exchange for benefits.

Now, he was just using the excuse of avenging his brother to try a new path.

After all, he could no longer stay in the army.

"War God Lin, we will find a way to help you." Sounds of persuasion and weeping continued around him.

Lin Chuan ignored them and left directly... On the other side, Central Prefecture.

Ling Xian and Ling San were sitting on a high-speed train, preparing to head to Nanquan City, which was under Central Prefecture.

The purpose was simple: it was the territory of Medicine King Valley, and an annual trade fair was about to be held there.

Ling Xian took the opportunity to see if he could find any precious medicine and, while he was at it, kill Su Ran.

Although he now had five five-hundred-year-old precious medicines in his possession, it wasn't enough to repair his foundation; at most, it would help him break through two minor realms.

As for taking the high-speed train now, it was also to relax and check on his recent results.

Ling Xian had been somewhat restless and irritable lately.

Sometimes he really wanted a space to be alone and quiet his mind.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Ying."

The combination of Ling Xian and Ling San was quite eye-catching.

Although Ling Xian had dyed his white hair back to black, his temperament could not be changed.

After breaking through to Grandmaster, he had an air of looking down on the world.

As for Ling San, who looked to be less than thirty years old, he was now wearing thick black-rimmed glasses.

He looked very unique, with an indescribable charm.

Ling Xian sized up the woman sitting on the left who was speaking. Like Ling San, she wore black-rimmed glasses and had a bit of a literary vibe.

"Ling Xian."

Ling Xian nodded slightly.

Seeing that Ling Xian was a bit cold but not difficult to get along with, Zhou Ying began to talk more.

During the simple self-introduction, Ling Xian also understood that Zhou Ying was a student at Imperial Capital University.

She had taken a leave of absence for some business this time.

"Xiao Ying..." Zhou Ying's companion called out to her, clearly not wanting to say too much.

The woman simply stretched, revealing her world-shaking beauty.

With just one glance, Ling Xian understood that this woman was not inferior to his Third Aunt, Leng Yunyan, or Xia Mo, and was even slightly stronger than Hu Yourong.

However, the expression on this woman's face was a bit colder and prouder.

"Sorry, Xiyue's personality is just like that. Please don't mind." Zhou Ying smiled awkwardly.

Then Zhou Ying made an introduction.

Lu Xiyue was also a student at Imperial Capital University and was even the campus belle, with many pursuers.

Beautiful girls, accustomed to being pursued, tended to be a bit arrogant.

"Could she be a daughter of destiny?" The thought flashed through Ling Xian's mind as he used the Eye of Detection to scan her briefly.

Soon, Lu Xiyue's information appeared.

[Lu Xiyue: Daughter of the Lu Family in Nanquan City]

[Pseudo-daughter of destiny: Not yet fully formed, a future daughter of destiny.]

He also knew about the Lu Family in Nanquan City; they were in the medicinal herb business and had business dealings with his Ling Group.

In fact, besides Medicine King Valley being there, another reason for the trade fair in Nanquan City was that the Lu Family was one of the organizers.

"Nanquan Lu Family? A small family." Ling Xian didn't say anything more.

Since breaking through to Grandmaster, he could be considered a prominent figure in the Dragon Country. In his eyes, the Nanquan Lu Family really was just a small family.

After all, the Nanquan Lu Family only had a few Masters and didn't even have a Grandmaster.

Of course, most families didn't even have a Master.

Ling Xian remained silent and closed his eyes to rest, thinking to himself.

"illusion dream, open the panel!"

[host: Ling Xian]

[villain points: 179,175 points]

[Cultivation: Rank Seven (Middle Stage) (Foundation damaged, suggest repairing as soon as possible)]

[Cultivation Methods: Cannot Be Queried - Cultivation Method, Five Beasts Stance Technique, Golden Needle Technique]

[Martial Arts: Dragon Capturing Hand, Five Beasts Fist, Whale Swallows the World (Incomplete)]

[Divine Ability: Undead Divine Fire]

[Special Skill: Super Recovery (Upgraded Version)]

[Weapons: rain listening needle, snowfall without trace, autumn moon blade...]

[Items: One Qi Xiu Brand Destiny Gift Pack]

"Open the Destiny Gift Pack!"

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Breath-Concealing Mask (Wearing it, no one within Rank Nine can perceive your cultivation level)!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 99,999 villain points!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 1,000 low-grade body tempering pills (Can slightly improve body tempering and cultivation effects)!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a tiny Blue Star destiny boost!]

Four rewards: nearly 100,000 villain points, a thousand low-grade body tempering pills, the Breath-Concealing Mask, and a tiny Blue Star destiny boost.

Perhaps because Ling Xian had killed him too quickly and Qi Xiu hadn't developed much, the Destiny Gift Pack only had four rewards.

"Not bad," Ling Xian evaluated.

He needed a breath-concealing technique, and as a result, he got a Breath-Concealing Mask from the gift pack.

It could be considered a substitute.

This Breath-Concealing Mask looked like an evil spirit descending upon the world, hideous and terrifying.

Ling Xian just took one look and felt a bit unnerved.

Nanquan City was not too far from the Ling Family; it could be reached in over an hour by high-speed train.

In the time Ling Xian had his eyes closed, the train had already traveled half the distance.

Suddenly, his phone received a message.

[Ling Wu: Young Master, Third Senior Sister brought three hundred-year-old precious medicines and requested for the people to be released. How do you want to handle this?]

[Ling Xian: See what Zhang Xuelan and Wei Zhiruo want. If they want to leave, let them go.]

Ling Xian also understood that these three hundred-year-old precious medicines were likely obtained by Su Ran from Medicine King Valley.

Of course, he, Ling Xian, also kept his word. If he said he'd release them, he'd release them.

"Beautiful girl, let's be friends." A voice came from the seat behind Lu Xiyue.

At this, Ling Xian smiled slightly and ignored it.

As a woman who was about to become a daughter of destiny, trouble would naturally follow her.

A mere hoodlum was not a big trouble.

The Lu Family could solve it themselves.

It was a pity there was no Child of Destiny on this train; otherwise, he could witness an awkward scene of a Child of Destiny showing off.

"But then again, it seems like there's no need for a Child of Destiny to take action on a high-speed train," Ling Xian muttered to himself and continued to close his eyes to rest.