The Yun Family's wealth?
Even though the Yun Family has declined over the years following the fall of Yun Huang's father, the sheer scale of its peak era remains undeniable. A starved camel is still bigger than a horse, after all.
Without exaggeration, their real estate holdings alone are worth at least tens of billions—a sum that would drive 99.9% of people into a frenzy.
With that kind of money, one could buy almost anything they’ve ever dreamed of:
Luxury mansions, private jets, rare cards, even assembling a personal team of elite lolita superhumans loyal only to them.
Need help with something? Done.
Nothing to do? Well…
Power, status, indulgence—the possibilities are endless.
If it were anyone else, their heart would be racing right now, adrenaline surging as they schemed how to discreetly close this "deal."
But Su Qi? He just found it troublesome.
First, money—once it reaches a certain amount—becomes nothing more than a string of numbers.
He wasn’t some business prodigy, nor did he have the energy to manage a massive "inheritance."
The Yun Family’s assets were tangled across real estate, resources, technology, and more. Just untangling the personnel relationships alone would be enough to make Su Qi’s hair fall out.
Hand it over to someone else to manage?
Play the hands-off boss?
Not a bad idea.
Su Qi could already picture the so-called "professionals" bowing respectfully to his face while quietly siphoning off wealth into their own pockets like termites.
Sure, a decent chunk might remain in the end, but the process? Utterly exhausting to think about.
So, the allure of money wasn’t as strong for Su Qi as one might expect.
What he cared about more was…
How many [Shining] or [Radiant] points would this reward?
That was what Su Qi truly craved right now—something directly tied to his strength progression.
He vaguely recalled the initial prompt…
[If successful, estimated rewards: Shining Points, Radiant 231 points.]
So far, how much had he actually gained from Yun Huang?
About 1% of that.
So, if he pulled this off, would the remaining 99% come through?
If so, then he might really be tempted to go all out with Yun Huang.
But…
Su Qi frowned.
First problem:
Yun Huang was only at the 7th tier, while her mother was at the 9th.
A solid two-tier gap—and at higher tiers, each step could mean a qualitative leap.
A 7th-tier could activate four cards at once, an 8th-tier five, and a 9th-tier six.
Facing someone with higher-tier cards and more of them? How was that a fair fight?
How did Yun Huang think she could kill her mother?
She couldn’t possibly have guessed that Su Qi had a way to kill a 9th-tier opponent despite the tier gap, right?
Su Qi strongly suspected Yun Huang was blinded by hatred, clutching some kind of mutual destruction trump card.
Maybe she just needed Su Qi to create an opening for her to land a suicidal strike.
Otherwise, there was no way she’d drag him into a death mission.
Second problem: It was illegal.
Yes, even in this world where supernatural powers existed, premeditated murder was still a serious crime.
Especially assassinating a high-profile 9th-tier powerhouse.
Great Xia’s legal system wouldn’t turn a blind eye to that.
If exposed, forget the Yun Family’s wealth—Su Qi himself would end up behind bars, or worse, executed on the spot.
The risk was too high.
The rewards were tempting, but the cost of failure? Unbearable.
Third problem: The timing was off.
What was happening right now?
The "Descenders" were looming, and Jiangxia was under immense threat.
Defenses were being reinforced everywhere, unity was being called for—everyone was supposed to stand together against the external enemy.
And at a time like this, stirring up internal conflict?
This wasn’t just illegal; it bordered on… betrayal.
No matter how despicable Yun Huang’s mother might be, her 9th-tier strength would still contribute something in the fight against the Descenders.
Even if she refused to lift a finger, Jiangxia’s guardians probably wouldn’t let her sit idle.
Eliminating her now, from any angle, seemed… unwise. Downright stupid, even.
Su Qi turned on the faucet, letting cold water rush over his hands.
Well… maybe he didn’t need to decide right away.
The note had mentioned the "third round."
The first test wasn’t even over yet.
There was still some time in between.
He’d wait and see.
Su Qi shook the water off his hands and pushed open the bathroom door, rejoining the bustling crowd in the hallway.
The noise outside remained unchanged.
He walked down the corridor toward the B-section lounge.
Returning to his seat beside his sister, Su Qi leaned back.
"There’s still the afternoon arena matches. Want to grab something to eat?"
His sister tilted her head slightly. "But I don’t really feel hungry~"
Su Qi glanced at her slender frame.
The tests hadn’t been too draining, but it was already past 11 a.m.
Not feeling hungry was a bit odd.
Then again, everyone’s metabolism was different, so he didn’t dwell on it.
"How about something to drink, then?"
"Sure."
Receiving the affirmative answer, Su Qi casually asked, "What would you like to drink?"
He then pulled out his phone and opened a food delivery app, only to remember that takeout wasn’t allowed inside the martial exam venue.
It was a special period, after all—measures were in place to prevent anyone from disguising themselves in delivery uniforms and slipping into restricted areas.
Liu Yuan tilted her head slightly, as if seriously considering Su Qi’s offer, her fair fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of hair that draped over her shoulder.
Before she could answer, a cool voice abruptly cut in from the side.
"Strawberry boba milk tea."
The speaker was none other than Yun Huang.
Her expression remained unchanged as she casually stated her preference—it was the only flavor she remembered.
After all, the last time, Su Qi had downed an entire cup of it by himself.
But to Liu Yuan’s ears, those words took on an entirely different meaning.
Strawberry… boba?
Boba!
Why did that cutesy reduplication sound so… weird?
Liu Yuan’s fingers froze mid-twirl, her playful tugging at her hair coming to a halt.
Hmph.
A soft scoff echoed in her mind. Originally, she hadn’t cared much about milk tea flavors.
But now, an inexplicable competitive spirit flared up inside her.
She turned back to Su Qi, her voice laced with a hint of deliberate sweetness and allure:
"Gege, I want a thick cheese foam—milk tea."
Rich, creamy, white with a touch of golden—
A drink that sounded leagues above something as simple as "boba."
As if worried Su Qi hadn’t heard her, Liu Yuan repeated herself.
"Gege~"
"I want!"
"Thick cheese…"
"Foam…"
"Milk tea…"
She subtly straightened her petite frame, puffing out her chest just a little.
How could strawberry boba milk tea possibly compare to thick cheese foam milk tea?
Liu Yuan—victory secured!
Su Qi stared at his little sister’s suddenly intense expression.
What was going on?
Why did this silly girl look like she’d just "won at life"?
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