"It’s good that you understand."
The golden-haired man didn’t pursue the matter further.
Seeing that the other seed to be in a good mood today, speaking more than usual, Xiao Linye hesitated for a mont before bending slightly and asking softly:
"Master, should we continue the collaboration with that side?"
"There’s no rush now."
The golden-haired man shook his head, let out a chuckle and said with self-satisfaction:
"My main purpose for personally coming to the East Capital this ti isn’t to negotiate collaboration matters or those plans you suggested."
"Instead, it’s because I deeply feel that the opportunity I’ve been waiting for hundreds of years is right here in this city..."
His tone grew increasingly high, seeming to beco excited, as if he couldn’t control his emotions.
So much so that the aura within his body leaked out, slicing through the air, humming like a sword edge suspended in mid-air.
"Over the years in Xia Country, I’ve gone through secret archives of every country in the world, found all the well-known cultivators and martial arts grandmasters, yet found nothing."
"Just when I was almost in despair, it suddenly seed to appear right in front of ..."
The golden-haired man muttered to himself, suddenly turned around, his fiery-golden eyes locking onto Xiao Linye.
Causing the latter to feel his blood instantaneously freeze, as if his soul was pierced by the gaze of an ancient beast.
More eerily, the man’s outline remained shrouded in a hazy glow, no matter how he concentrated, he couldn’t see the true face of the person.
"Next, your task is to closely monitor all movents about West Mountain, and the data of power users who have recently erged should be reported to regularly."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Linye imdiately perked up and respectfully agreed.
The golden-haired man nodded slightly:
"With you managing matters for in the East Capital, I feel very assured. Let’s keep it like this for now."
After he finished speaking, he turned to look out the window, raised his hand, gently touched the air with his fingertips.
As if there was an invisible barrier in front of him.
The air suddenly rippled like water, humming and trembling, as tiny fragnts of light converged like stars, sketching a vertical light trace before him.
The light trace first contracted like a pupil, then expanded into a radiant door.
Within the door, a faintly visible spectacle of swirling nebulae erged — he had opened a space rift.
The golden-haired man stepped into the luminous door slowly, his feet brushed past the rift montarily, his whole body emitting a golden glow.
As the space rift gently closed like an eyelid, his figure shattered into a myriad of sparkles.
Like golden powder scattered by the wind, leaving a faint trace in the air, quickly disappearing without a trace.
The curtain on the windowsill was lifted by an inexplicable airflow, then gently fell, as if everything that had just occurred was rely an illusion.
Staring at the closed rift in the void, the study returned to its original state.
Xiao Linye relaxed completely, only then realizing his back was already perspiring.
The oppressive feeling left by those fiery-golden eyes seed faintly still lingering in the room.
He took a deep breath, cald himself, then turned and left, tightly locking the door.
In the first-floor hall, two people sat on the sofa, anxiously waiting.
Seeing him co downstairs, they imdiately stood up.
The young man quickly approached, asking eagerly:
"Grandpa, how was the guest? What did they say?"
"It’s fine, they’ve left."
Xiao Linye replied in a deep voice, without saying much more.
Upon hearing this, the young man’s heart relaxed, as if relieved of a burden, also refraining from further inquiry.
Although he didn’t know the identity of the mysterious person his grandfather was urgently eting.
He understood the importance of the person to the Xiao Family and knew the matter needed absolute secrecy.
Even as Xiao Family’s second son, Xiao Chengliang, he had only heard of them, never seen their true face.
The other man, wearing a baseball cap, lowered his head and stuttered:
"Family Head..."
Having been reprimanded when reporting the news earlier, he still seed sowhat anxious and fearful.
"Forget it!"
Xiao Linye waved his hand, his tone carrying a bit of gritting teeth frustration:
"This kind of thing is indeed unpredictable, who would have thought soone could resist the temptation and directly break the Golden Benba Bottle..."
He paused for a mont, as if swallowing more words of contempt.
Then he glanced at the clansman standing dumbfounded beside him.
"In the future, pay more attention. Let this be the last ti! If another slip-up happens, go guard the ancestral tomb in West Mountain!"
"Thank you for your forgiveness, Family Head. I will rember this lesson in the future."
The man wearing a baseball cap hurriedly responded.
When he raised his head, a hideous scar ran diagonally from behind the ear to the jaw, particularly striking under the light.
Xiao Linye sat down on the sofa.
The servant imdiately brought over the tea tray upon seeing this, the sound was subtle as the celadon tea cup was placed on the sandalwood tea table.
He stared at the Dragon Well tea leaves floating in the cup, seemingly unwilling in his heart, suddenly sneered:
"Roger is really useless. I disclosed the intelligence in great detail to him, yet he still couldn’t accomplish the task."
Xiao Chengliang, sitting beside him, furrowed his brows slightly, couldn’t help but speak up, confusion apparent in his expression:
"Grandfather, as far as I know, isn’t the Golden Benba Bottle a Saint Relic? Even if we don’t need it, we shouldn’t have given it to the arch-rival Lu Family; wouldn’t it be better to use it to win over so small families?"
Though he hadn’t participated, he happened to stumble upon clues, spawning nurous questions, unable to be relieved unless understanding them fully.
Xiao Linye stared at his grandson, his profound eyes slightly moved.
After a mont of silence, he waved to dismiss the servants around him, as well as the man wearing the baseball cap.
Once there were only the two of them left in the room, he gently tapped the tea table with his fingers and spoke deeply, his expression suddenly solemn:
"Indeed, the Golden Benba Bottle is a teaching Holy Object left behind by the first Dharma-raja of the Black Sect, an invaluable treasure for mutants.
"But there’s an unknown secret hidden inside—"
He paused, his gaze suddenly becoming deep:
"The bottle being buried in the Underground Palace of West Mountain was no accident. It was used to suppress the Ghouls of the Yu Dynasty’s ’Corpse Ghost Uprising’ nearly two thousand years ago. It absorbed a great amount of blood essence and has developed abnormal spiritual characteristics."
Xiao Chengliang, upon hearing these words, instinctively leaned forward, curiosity written all over his face:
"What is the connection between this secret and the Lu Family?"
"Hmph, everything the Lu Family does in secret is to save their increasingly declining Secret Realm."
Xiao Linye rubbed his finger along the edge of the cup, a sinister curve appearing at the corner of his mouth:
"The ability of the Golden Benba Bottle to absorb and purify blood essence perfectly fits their needs.
"So I deliberately let Xiao Ming hand over the bottle to the Lu Family, then disguise himself as a mutant, rge into the team stealing the treasure, but actually set up a restriction within."
He looked out of the window, his tone growing colder:
"Once the Lu Family completes the Secret Realm transfer and the Ancestor Spirit Tree is still not fully ford, I’ll have Xiao Ming activate the restriction, completely unleashing the suppressed spiritual nature of the Golden Benba Bottle. At that ti, the entire Secret Realm will transform into an Asura field refining flesh and blood.
"In doing so, not only does it severely damage the Lu Family, allowing us to seize their assets, but it also allows us to reclaim the Golden Benba Bottle afterward, using the refined spiritual power inside to strengthen ourselves and cultivate mbers of our Xiao Family."
"What a pity!"
Xiao Linye suddenly clenched the tea cup, there was a crisp "crack" sound.
The celadon tea cup shattered into powder in his palm, and the boiling tea water flowed onto the ground instantly.
His eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness and unwillingness:
"Don’t know where so punk ca from, actually broke the Golden Benba Bottle ahead of ti, causing my almost perfect plan to miscarry. Otherwise..."
A suppressed low roar overflowed from his throat; he stared fixedly at the tea cup fragnts, as if they were the flesh of that old unbeating from the Lu Family.
Xiao Chengliang listened, feeling a chill down his spine, instinctively swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
If this "cuckoo occupying the magpie’s nest" plan were successfully implented, many people would die in the Secret Realm, and even Xiao Ming executing the mission would beco a discarded pawn.
Suddenly, he felt the old man before him seed a bit unfamiliar.
This unfamiliar feeling lasted only a mont, thinking again, he was his grandfather, the helmsman of the Xiao Family!
Having such a strong and cunning elder to rely on, being a child of the Xiao Family, why not enjoy the honor, wealth, fine wine, and beautiful won the family brings with peace of mind?
Thus, a flattering smile appeared on his face, eagerly offering help:
"Grandfather, why don’t I help you track down this scoundrel’s whereabouts? I’m quite familiar with the police, several brothers have beco chiefs."
Xiao Linye decisively shook his head, coldly laughed:
"No need, I have my ways to deal with it."
Soone in the luxurious mansion in Jiangnan District was scheming,
Soone who had eaten well and drunk well suddenly sneezed.
Fang Cheng’s heart was sowhat unsettled, wondering who’s thinking of him so intensely.
Was it uncle, or mom, or perhaps Zhou Xiui?
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