(Bo Saixi beautiful illustration)
[Ability Acquired: Appraisal Eye LV1! (Can identify basic information of people and objects)]
Qian Renxue took a few deep breaths, steadying her mood.
Appraisal Eye?
She looked at her own hand with curiosity.
Activate--
[Character: Qian Renxue] [Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel]
The information emerged.
Qian Renxue nodded; this ability was not bad at all.
It would be much more convenient to find people in the future.
She lowered her head to look at herself--
[Clothing: White silk nightgown] [Clothing: White lace panties]
Qian Renxue: "..."
She snapped her head up, her face turning beet red once again.
This ability...
How could it even see this?!
"Ahem..."
She cleared her throat, struggling to make herself look dignified.
"With this Appraisal Eye, it will be easier to find Lin Jiang."
Yes, that was it.
Meanwhile.
Dugu Manor.
Lin Jiang lay on his bed.
A familiar notification sound rang out in his mind--
[Ding! Qian Renxue simulation ended, Subversion Value +66...] [Cumulative Subversion Value: 156] [Congratulations to the Host for receiving a hundredfold return on simulation rewards!]
Lin Jiang was stunned for a moment.
Then--
"BOOM--!"
A massive surge of mental power exploded within his mind!
In an instant, every blade of grass and tree in Dugu Manor, the breathing and heartbeat of every person, all became clearly visible!
Lin Jiang could even sense--
In the East Wing, Dugu Bo was meditating, the trajectory of his soul power circulation perfectly clear.
In the West Wing, several servants were already asleep, their snores rising and falling.
And next door to him...
Dugu Yan's breathing, the sound of her turning over, even the friction of her quilt--
Everything was crystal clear!
Lin Jiang opened his eyes, his gaze terrifyingly bright.
This mental power was too strong!
He sat up, and on a whim, activated the Appraisal Eye.
His gaze fell upon himself--
[Name: Lin Jiang] [Martial Soul: Golden Dragon King]
[Age: 7]
[Soul Power: Level 26]
[First Soul Ring: 11,000-year Diamond Dragon-Armored Beast, Soul Skill: Golden Dragon Body]
[Second Soul Ring: 29,000-year Giant Strength Ancient Dragon, Soul Skill: Ancestor of Strength]
[Physical Strength: Comparable to a Soul Emperor]
[Soul Bone: 250-year Tyrant Dragon Left Leg Bone]
Not bad, not bad at all.
Lin Jiang nodded in satisfaction, his gaze sweeping casually over the quilt on the bed.
[Name: Green Scale Soft Cloud Silk Quilt (Dugu Yan Private Use Edition)]
[Ownership: Dugu Manor · Dugu Yan Exclusive Bedding]
[Material: Heaven Dou Empire Superior Double-Cocoon Mulberry Silk + Ice Silk Satin]
[Dimensions: Standard Single, 2.0m × 1.5m]
[Color: Main body dark green + light gold, dark pattern embroidery on the edges]
[Usage Duration: Used long-term since childhood; she has slept with this quilt between her legs for countless nights]
Lin Jiang: "..."
He stared at the last line of text, falling silent.
Yan Yan's... personal quilt?
It was one thing to have such detailed information.
But wasn't that last sentence a bit redundant?
Lin Jiang silently withdrew his gaze and lay back down.
He quietly pulled the quilt up.
A good night's sleep.
With a faint, fragrant scent permeating the bedding, Lin Jiang quickly drifted off to sleep.
This sleep lasted for three years.
Uh, no.
In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
[Three Years Later · Dugu Manor]
Lin Jiang sat cross-legged in the courtyard, slowly withdrawing his energy.
Three black soul rings rotated slowly around his body.
One ten-thousand-year, one nearly thirty-thousand-year, and another... fifty-thousand-year.
That's right, for his third soul ring, he had hunted a fifty-thousand-year Space-Rending Dragon Head Beast.
He had gained a soul skill with immense explosive power: Golden Dragon Head.
It could condense soul power to form a Golden Dragon Head for linear attacks or defense.
As for his soul power—
Lin Jiang felt the surging power within his body.
Level 34.
Over these three years, he had spent most of his time solidifying his foundation, not rushing to level up. Yet, even so, his soul power had continued to climb steadily.
There was no helping it; his foundation was simply too deep.
"Lin Jiang!" Dugu Yan's voice drifted over from afar. "Time for fruit!"
Lin Jiang opened his eyes to see Dugu Yan walking over with a plate of fruit.
Three years had passed, and the young lady had blossomed further; her figure was even more graceful, and she swayed enchantingly as she walked.
"Sister Yan Yan, you didn't go to school today?"
"I took the day off." Dugu Yan placed the fruit in front of him as a matter of course. "To keep our little gentleman company."
Lin Jiang: "..."
He silently picked up an apple and took a bite.
Over these three years, Dugu Yan had become increasingly... well, enthusiastic toward him.
So enthusiastic that he sometimes found it hard to handle.
But today, Lin Jiang had other plans.
After eating, he wandered off to a small stream outside the city.
Time to fish.
One shouldn't live life too exhaustingly; when it's time to relax, one must relax.
Lin Jiang found a rock to sit on, cast his fishing rod, and waited contentedly for a bite.
Then, he discovered a chessboard inside the stone pavilion nearby.
An endgame puzzle was set up on it.
Lin Jiang walked over to take a look; the black and white pieces were locked in an inseparable struggle, appearing to be a dead end.
His interest piqued, he picked up a black piece and placed it on the board.
Then, he went home.
The next day, he came to fish again and discovered that the white pieces on the board had changed—someone had responded to his move.
Lin Jiang raised an eyebrow.
Interesting.
He placed another piece.
On the third day, the white pieces had changed again.
And so, day after day passed.
Lin Jiang came to fish every day and placed a piece on the board, always finding a response from the other party the following day.
The two played against each other across time, the game becoming increasingly complex, the battle between them fierce and evenly matched.
The more they played, the more Lin Jiang felt that this person was inexplicably compatible with him.
Every move seemed to anticipate his thoughts, yet always featured brilliant strokes that caught him by surprise.
A meeting of true rivals, a clash of equal talents.
He just didn't know who this sacred being was, playing chess with him every day.
Lin Jiang stared at the chessboard, rubbing his chin.
Could it be some bored old man?
Or perhaps...
He looked up toward the direction of Heaven Dou City in the distance.
This style of play faintly exuded an air of imperial authority.
Could it be...
Meanwhile.
Notting Academy, Yu Xiaogang's office.
"Hahahaha--!"
A burst of wild laughter erupted from the office, startling passing students so much they nearly fell over.
Tang San stood in the center of the room, hands on his hips, grinning so wide his mouth nearly reached his ears.
"Teacher! I've finally reached level 20!"
He trembled with excitement, his eyes turning red.
Twenty years!
Do you know how I've spent these twenty years?
Uh, no, that's not right—it's been four years.
But for these four years, he had been longing for this moment every single day!
Yu Xiaogang sat in his chair, holding a teacup, and nodded slowly.
"Not bad."
He took a sip of tea, his gaze profound.
"Grandmaster's judgment is indeed never wrong."
"Lone Bamboo is exceptionally resilient. By absorbing its spirit ring, your body has also become incredibly tough. Although it is a ten-year spirit ring, your cultivation speed is not slow at all."
Tang San sneered inwardly.
Hmph, fast cultivation speed?