Amidst the banter, Xie Yuling gradually returned to her normal self.
Xie Yuling knew that in fact, she was the one closest to Lin Mo. They went to and from school together and often had late-night snacks together.
Lin Mo lived downstairs from her, which could be described as having the advantage of living near the water to get the moon first.
More importantly, there were secrets and bonds between them that no one else knew about.
Thinking like this, Xie Yuling's steps became much lighter, and even the evening breeze seemed especially gentle.
The two walked side by side. When they were almost downstairs, Lin Mo paused for a moment.
He looked up at Xie Yuling and said, "You go up first. I'll go buy something."
Xie Yuling didn't suspect anything and just nodded. "Okay, then I'll go up and ask my mom to cook some late-night snacks."
Saying that, she turned around and ran upstairs. The light footsteps echoed in the corridor and soon disappeared around the corner.
The gentle look on Lin Mo's face faded. He stood still on the spot until there was a faint sound of the door closing upstairs. Then he turned his head to look at the dark alley on the right without street lights.
A figure wearing a fisherman's hat emerged from the alley.
"Playing stealth in the middle of the night. People who don't know might think it's some detective handling a case," Lin Mo said in a flat tone, showing no emotion.
"Aren't you at school? It's not convenient to make a phone call, right?"
Lin Mo shrugged instead. "It's okay. I'm the top student in the school. I have privileges."
"Your kind of statement really makes me, a public official, have the urge to arrest you according to the law," Liu Zheng said, adjusting the brim of his hat. He always felt choked up when talking to this young man.
"I don't think any public official can arrest someone according to school rules," Lin Mo retorted.
Liu Zheng simply shut up.
"Do you have something to see me about?" Lin Mo looked at Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng sighed and said, "I just want to visit the Northern Profound Immortal."
"My teacher doesn't live here. He has his own worldly cultivation. If you disturb his cultivation, the consequences will be very serious," Lin Mo said calmly, with an unshakable warning in his tone.
Actually, Liu Zheng didn't really expect to find the Northern Profound Immortal. His main purpose was to get in touch with Lin Mo.
Because he thought that Lin Mo was sent out by the Northern Profound Immortal for training.
And their organization, Yanhuang Awakening, was the tool to provide this training.
So Liu Zheng coughed lightly.
"Actually, I just want to ask classmate Lin to convey a message to the Northern Profound Immortal. That unconscious young girl and my colleague are hiding in the surrounding buildings for the sake of concealment..."
Lin Mo frowned.
"Isn't Yanhuang Awakening a national department? Do you still need to hide? How low - key," Lin Mo said.
After a moment of rapid thinking, Lin Mo also understood.
"Oh, I get it," he said, looking at Liu Zheng with a sharp gaze that seemed to penetrate people's hearts.
"There's a traitor within your organization, right? While both the inside and the outside think the people haven't been rescued yet, you first hide them well and secretly interrogate and investigate.
This way, you can extract information and also draw out the traitor. Am I right?"
The expression on Liu Zheng's face froze. He didn't expect Lin Mo to deduce their plan almost completely just from a few words.
No wonder the Northern Profound Immortal had sent him out.
With this analytical ability and combat skills, Lin Mo would be more than qualified to be an investigator in Yanhuang Awakening.
"Actually..." Before Liu Zheng could finish, Lin Mo raised his hand to interrupt him.
"Actually, you don't have to come to me. I'm just an ordinary student."
Liu Zheng paused. "I actually hope you can pass this information on to the Northern Profound Immortal. I hope the Northern Profound Immortal can assist us."
"Okay, I'll convey it for you, but I don't know what the master thinks," Lin Mo said.
After that, Lin Mo turned around and walked towards the convenience store.
Liu Zheng looked at Lin Mo's back and then disappeared into the alley.
Lin Mo bought some daily necessities in the convenience store and then went upstairs.
--System: There is a strong sense of immersion. I will assume the role of the most powerful Northern Profound Immortal! --
Liu Zheng returned to the rental house. As soon as he closed the door, Shouzhen walked over.
"How about it? Did the Northern Profound Immortal agree to help us?" Shouzhen asked.
Liu Zheng casually threw his coat on the sofa and tugged at his collar. "There was no sign of the Northern Profound Immortal. Even that Lin Mo wasn't very willing to talk to us."
Saying that, Liu Zheng walked into the room.
The room was dimly lit. That unknown little girl was still lying in bed, breathing steadily and showing no sign of waking up.
On the next - door bed, Xia Zhi had opened her eyes, but her face was pale and her eyes were dull. Obviously, she was weak after exhaustion and could hardly even sit up.
Liu Zheng's gaze swept across Xia Zhi's face.
"Don't think too much for now. Get your energy back. After you've recovered, we'll see how the situation develops and decide what to do next.
If what you said is true and there's really a traitor inside, then every step we take now is like walking on the edge of a knife."
In the corner, Old Bai was slowly peeling an apple with a small knife, and the apple peel hung down in a continuous line.
Without even raising his head, he chimed in:
"Don't worry. Our team is on the periphery and not many people care about us. Moreover, the best tracker in the bureau is on our side."
Xia Zhi sighed. Her gaze fell on the little girl.
"I just can't figure out what's so special about her that the other side would mobilize that level of personnel and firepower for her."
Shouzhen had been standing silently at the door. Only then did he speak, with a solemn tone.
"According to what that young Lin Mo said, this girl will have more powerful abilities than all of you. She'll be a natural ability - user."
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Bai's apple - peeling knife stopped.
Envious expressions appeared on his and Liu Zheng's faces almost simultaneously.
Liu Zheng couldn't help but curse. "Damn, I'm so envious."
Old Bai glanced at Liu Zheng. "What are you envious of? You at least have the ability to detect energy. I have nothing."
"Well, I'm still very envious," Liu Zheng said, looking at Xia Zhi.
"You rest in peace. Old Bai and I will go back to the branch to feel out the situation.
Little Taoist Shouzhen, you're from Chunyang Temple, and your identity is convenient. You stay here to protect them."
He paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and added seriously, "In case of any emergency, call immediately. By the way, call Lin Mo first and then call us."
Shouzhen was taken aback.
"Why should I call him first?"
Liu Zheng forced a self - deprecating smile and patted the dust on his body. "Because he's well - connected and has a strong backer. We're just two stray dogs that no one cares about. No one may listen even if we shout our throats out. First find someone who can get things done."
After saying that, Liu Zheng and Old Bai went out.
There were only three people left in the room.
Shouzhen sighed. Xia Zhi couldn't help but say, "Can you tell me about the Northern Profound Immortal? From the way you act, he seems very powerful."
When it came to this, Shouzhen became interested.
"He's not just ordinary powerful. This Northern Profound Immortal..."
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
