Finally Fell for It

Everyone knew that Ning Qingcheng had awakened and then fallen into a coma for several months.

This kind of potential was recorded even by Yanhuang Awakening.

After other records were transferred to Yanhuang Awakening, almost everyone hoped that Ning Qingcheng would join them once she woke up.

Even Director Long, the public head of Yanhuang Awakening, intended to take Ning Qingcheng as his disciple.

If Ning Qingcheng agreed, she might even become the director after the next one.

But did Ning Qingcheng want that?

Ning Qingcheng herself wasn't sure.

The Ning family was gone, and the people who caused the Ning family's demise were gone too.

Her story of revenge had ended right at the beginning.

So what was she going to do now?

She had no goals, living as simply as a salted fish with no ambitions.

Actually, she could understand what Xia Zhi was trying to say.

Stay away from Yanhuang Awakening, and stay away from her unfortunate past.

Should she face a new life?

She wasn't quite sure if she could do it.

"Little girl, you just knelt down because you want to join my sect, right."

At this time, Lin Mo spoke up.

This brought Ning Qingcheng back to her senses at once.

She thought about it and said, "I don't know what I should do next. I feel like I've lost my purpose."

"Then just live. Live in this world as a continuation of your parents."

Xia Zhi immediately added. She could see the confusion in Ning Qingcheng's eyes, a profound uncertainty about life and the future.

Ning Qingcheng knelt down again toward Lin Mo.

"May I ask, what do I need to do to become your junior sister?"

Master-Disciple System Activated

Apprenticeship Contract Activated

Lin Mo felt a stir in his heart. He simply opened his hand, and a piece of paper titled Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect Entry Contract appeared on the table.

It read: All rights of interpretation belong to the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.

Nothing else was written on it.

"Just sign this thing. Our Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect doesn't have any rigid rules. Follow your heart but not your base desires. We don't cause trouble, but we aren't afraid of it either. If it's not your fault, don't admit to it even if you're beaten to death. If you have anything to add, you can tell me."

Ning Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, looking at the one-sentence contract.

She suddenly wondered, wouldn't Yanhuang Awakening be a bit more reliable?

"What? You think I'm unreliable? Crunch!"

Lin Mo picked up a potato chip and put it into his mouth, making a crisp sound.

"Come, show off your abilities, and you'll know whether I can protect you or not."

Before his voice faded, he casually raised his hand and made a grasping motion in the void toward Ning Qingcheng.

There was no fierce wind, no loud noise.

But the air in the living room instantly became heavy and viscous. An invisible squeezing sensation came from all directions, as if the entire space had turned into a shrinking sponge, and Ning Qingcheng was the moisture trapped in the center.

This was a test.

Ning Qingcheng gritted her teeth, spreading her feet slightly to stabilize her posture. She did not retreat; instead, she opened her arms wide.

A strange fluctuation spread outward with her at the center.

The scene before Xia Zhi's eyes instantly became bizarre. The light within a one-meter radius around Ning Qingcheng's body was forcibly distorted, forming an invisible force field that could be perceived by the naked eye. It looked like a boiling hot branding iron thrown into water, making everything around it steam and sway.

Just by maintaining this force field, fine beads of sweat had already seeped out on Ning Qingcheng's forehead, sliding down her cheeks. Her arms also began to tremble slightly, unable to be controlled.

In contrast, Lin Mo leisurely continued to pick up another potato chip and put it into his mouth.

"Crunch."

The crisp chewing sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet living room.

He even had the leisure to glance at the ingredient list on the packaging bag, expressing silent approval for the high cost-effectiveness of a large bag that only cost six yuan.

100g of potato chips for only six yuan.

The value for money was truly high.

That composure, that effortless ease, all highlighted the chasm-like gap in strength between the two.

Of course, Ning Qingcheng had just awakened her abilities, so her upper limit of strength was naturally not high.

A few seconds later, Ning Qingcheng's body swayed, clearly having reached her limit.

Only then did Lin Mo lower his hand.

The suffocating pressure vanished abruptly, and the air resumed its flow.

Looking as if she had just been fished out of the water, Ning Qingcheng bent over abruptly, resting her hands on her knees as she panted heavily, her chest heaving violently.

"Not bad."

Lin Mo nodded and gave his evaluation. "For someone at your newly awakened level, you are already much stronger than Xia Zhi. You could crush her with just a thought."

Xia Zhi: "Huh?"

Xia Zhi had been watching in a trance. Hearing this, she was stunned and pointed at her own nose. "No way, I've become a unit of combat power just like that?"

Lin Mo picked up another potato chip and comforted her with a straight face, "It's fine, you can still beat ten Liu Zhengs."

"Thanks, I feel so comforted." Xia Zhi's mouth twitched.

Lin Mo ignored her banter. He casually picked up a thick-bottomed glass cup from the table and, without even looking, lightly tossed it.

The glass cup traced a parabola in the air, falling precisely toward the distorted force field in front of Ning Qingcheng that hadn't completely dissipated yet.

The moment the cup touched the edge of the force field, there was no collision and no sound. It was simply and abruptly swallowed up in silence, disappearing completely.

Ning Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and almost instinctively, she immediately withdrew all her power.

The distorted light instantly smoothed out, and the space returned to normal.

The next second, a handful of white powder, finer than flour, appeared out of thin air from the position where the glass cup had just vanished. It drifted down rustlingly, accumulating into a thin layer on the floor.

That sturdy glass cup had actually been crushed into the most primitive powder in less than a second.

Xia Zhi's eyelids twitched as she watched. She subconsciously took half a step back and muttered, "This... this really could one-shot me."

Lin Mo's leisurely voice drifted over.

"It could also one-shot ten Liu Zhengs."

At this time, Xia Zhi couldn't help but ask, "Is Perfected Being Beixuan not here?"

"He went traveling."

"Then those nine bases?" Xia Zhi couldn't help but ask tentatively.

Hearing this, Ning Qingcheng also couldn't help but look up. She had just heard the news as well.

But Lin Mo shook his head. "Probably not. After all, Mister went to the Great Northwest to eat mutton."

"He's taking in a disciple, and he still won't come back?"

"That's why I'm accepting a disciple on behalf of my master." Lin Mo turned his head and glanced at Ning Qingcheng.

"So, are you going to sign it or not? If you sign, you stay. If you don't sign, then leave with Xia Zhi."

Xia Zhi still tried to persuade her, "Qingcheng, you should stay and be Mr. Lin Mo's junior sister. Just in case those people find the technology to transfer abilities, or develop it again, you'll be in big trouble."

Liu Zheng and the others actually always felt that if this technology really appeared, it would definitely be abused.

Looking at the contract on the table, Ning Qingcheng looked left and right.

"There's no pen."

"Oh, oh, my bad." Lin Mo flipped his hand, and a pen appeared in his grasp.

"Here."

The little girl signed her name on the contract.

The contract immediately emitted a soft glow.

Lin Mo stood up with a smile, his expression relaxed and at ease. He ran both hands through his hair and sighed:

"Finally fell for it!"

The two of them looked at Lin Mo in astonishment.

Even Xia Zhi was stunned silly.

Lin Mo looked at their expressions and couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

"Haven't you guys... seen Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons? That is a line from the Qingdao Noble Lady."