Lin Xiaoxia's Account of Offering the Blade (2)

To Zhou Zhi, Lin Xiaoxia was a complex yet simple person.

He knew Lin Xiaoxia's origins and every detail of her background. He knew what kinds of Plague Extermination Arts she excelled at, as well as her personality, methods, and talents.

Yet the more Zhou Zhi learned, the more unfathomable Lin Xiaoxia seemed.

She was not another version of himself, but an independent Lin Xiaoxia.

And Lin Xiaoxia's story, as she told it, broadened Zhou Zhi's horizons even further.

World Calendar Year 330.

Formula World's capital, Banquet's End Continent, Selection Tournament.

Underground.

"A female official of the Chengyun Dynasty, a walker of the Dark World, one of the Fallen Cult's Six Poisons... and of course."

"The Patient Association."

"NO.5."

Lin Xiaoxia had intended to deliver the final blow to Hua Lian, so she had made a fierce and impressive declaration.

Unfortunately, Luo Nian suddenly appeared and, with a single strike, stabbed Lin Xiaoxia in the lower abdomen, leaving her critically wounded.

Thus, Hua Lian was saved by Luo Nian, while Lin Xiaoxia was left waiting for death.

However...

The dying Miss Houtu's eyes shifted, and she still spoke words meant to preserve her life.

"Twenty-Three has another contingency."

"She once told me that her successor would appear again and truly destroy the entire Medical Department."

Luo Nian looked at the bedraggled girl, her expression cold. "Proof."

Lin Xiaoxia lowered her head, revealing a bloodless smile. "If you kill Twenty-Three, you will never find her Spirit Remains, nor her Plague-Slaying Blade, [Genetic Fission]."

"I don't know where the Spirit Remains are, but..."

The girl raised her head and met the eyes of Luo Nian, the peerlessly magnificent head of the [Immunodeficiency] family before her. "[Genetic Fission] is in my hands now."

"Being recruited by Twenty-Three was never my wish. Xia