How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 212: The White Coat Professor is Also Romantic

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: The White Coat Professor is Also Romantic

Blood Trace suddenly turned his head: "Kun Cang? Are you sure... he has the Kun Cang Root?"

"It’s uncertain, but... we should consider all currently sizable Ancient Martial Cultivation Sects as having the Kun Cang Root, especially those within a thousand miles of Kunlun." Lin Xiaosu said.

"Consider?"

"Consider!"

Blood Trace fell into thought...

Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple, Vajrayana, if they have the Kun Cang Root, their disciples will be bound by sect laws.

Kun Cang has many forces that are forbidden to cooperate with Qianlong.

And this prohibition has a long history.

The people inside Kun Cang could cultivate for hundreds of years; the era they were born in is not the modern one.

These people have no sense of homeland.

They even strongly repel the ruling class.

Royalist has always been a derogatory term in the world of cultivators.

If someone is referred to as a loyal dog of the court, it’s the most vicious insult.

From this perspective, cultivators rejecting cooperation with the ruling class is completely justifiable. However, in the modern context, things have fundamentally changed. Daxia has no court; its rulers represent the people’s interests—there may be shortcomings, but the general direction is correct.

But can you persuade Kun Cang with this?

If the Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple’s Vajrayana sect is backed by Kun Cang, and if Xiang Yixiu has a sense of allegiance to his sect, cooperating with Qianlong would indeed be inconvenient.

However, he is a university professor, part of the system, aware of the bigger picture, wishing to contribute his research to the nation and the people. What can he do?

Taking a quiet, unobtrusive approach is also a choice...

This was Lin Xiaosu’s first interpretation of his guess...

There is also a second one.

Blood Trace sighed deeply regarding this guess: "You said he might not trust Qianlong, then what about you? Do you really trust it?"

Lin Xiaosu slowly shifted his gaze to Blood Trace’s face: "I didn’t say I don’t trust Qianlong. It’s just that under the banner of Qianlong, there are countless individuals. Rather than trusting those individuals, I trust myself more!"

"What do you mean?"

"I won’t blindly follow the tasks of Qianlong members. If our understanding is aligned, we can be comrades. If not, we are strangers. If our beliefs conflict, sorry, but we might be opponents!"

This made it clear.

His actions are based on a fundamental judgment. He knows whether something is good or bad.

He used to work for Qianlong, not out of trust in its members, but because their mission aligned with his beliefs.

What if they don’t align? Try it.

Blood Trace stared at him for a long time: "Little Su, don’t you feel you are on a dangerous path?"

"If I avoid this path, does it mean there will be no danger?"

Blood Trace fell silent...

The road is chosen by people, but it is also forced by circumstances...

In today’s world, where is it not dangerous?

Which path is not dangerous?

Even if you equip yourself with Qianlong’s latest high-tech armor, impervious to swords, guns, and nuclear explosions, you probably still wouldn’t be absolutely safe...

Evil demons lurk overseas, natives are uneasy at their core, and the Ancient Wilderness is about to break through...

This generation’s civilization is far from being as safe as imagined...

How could there be unbroken eggs under a toppled nest?

"Standing in your position, the mortal world should be joyful, but looking to the future, who in the world can be without worries?" Blood Trace sighed deeply: "Retract your imaginary wings and return to the present."

Lin Xiaosu chuckled lightly: "You want to talk about what to do next, right?"

"Yes!"

"Maybe we can have an open and honest talk with him."

"When?"

"Tomorrow morning. It’s night now, and that guy has an rather unprofessor-like preference: he’s civilized but not energetic during the day, and energetic but uncivilized at night. If he mistakenly thought you, the Qianlong King, were visiting late at night for a scandalous reason, it wouldn’t be good..."

Blood Trace lightly shook his head: "You always say things about others, but what about yourself? Can you say you were very ’civilized’ last night in Miao Village?"

Lin Xiaosu laughed heartily: "That’s why we are naturally fellow travelers! You, joining us, would probably have to endure several penalties under the Qianlong Regulations!"

"Is this why you haven’t joined Qianlong?"

Blood Trace gave him a sideways glance and laughed.

Blood Trace and Lin Xiaosu originally belonged to two different strata, one a revered Qianlong King, the other a detective from a small town, with an age gap of over ten years. Yet, traveling with him, staying in the same room, chatting freely, Blood Trace felt an inexplicable delight akin to conversing with a peer.

"The only regret is, his cultivation is still a bit too low..." was a slight regret in Blood Trace’s heart.

However, he did not know something.

If he knew, his perception would be overturned.

The fact is: When Blood Trace was battling Xiang Yixiu in the woods earlier, Lin Xiaosu was actually close by.

If Blood Trace had not held back, and truly faced a fatal threat from Xiang Yixiu, he would have realized the extraordinary combat power of this young man, whom he had underestimated.

Many people habitually use past memories to judge present people.

Yet they overlook the magic of time itself.

Lin Xiaosu had been to Kun Cang!

He built the Blood Tower!

Building the Blood Tower allowed him to stand on the same level as external Awakeners.

And Lin Xiaosu’s Blood Tower was not an ordinary one.

Could he withstand the Qianlong King?

It hadn’t been tested, but after observing the recent battle up close, Lin Xiaosu felt an undying ambition...

The next morning.

Sunlight filled Nanjiang University.

Students emerged from their dorms with books in hand.

Cars that had parked overnight restarted and drove out of the school gates.

The bustling yet elegant campus opened its arms once again.

Lin Xiaosu walked through the campus, passing by students who looked nearly his age. Several female students secretly glanced at him. He sidestepped to smile at them, often earning some shy responses.

This is the campus, where background doesn’t matter but looks do.

It had to be said, Lin Xiaosu’s attractiveness had become quite appealing now.

Especially as his construction of the Blood Tower and progress in the Rejuvenation Skill reached higher levels, his attractiveness increased correspondingly.

Even Miao Ruolan, who previously had no connection to attractiveness, now looked pretty decent. Aside from new biological beauty techniques, the Rejuvenation Skill played a significant role.

This cultivation technique is indeed miraculous.

Not to mention in the mundane world, in Shenghua Valley, Lin Xiaosu had never seen an ugly person.

Of course, except for the eldest senior sister Feng Ji. Her face had only bones and no flesh, and no matter how the bones were sculpted, it wouldn’t have anything to do with attractiveness...

These were just idle thoughts.

Lin Xiaosu arrived at a small building.

This building housed the professors of Nanjiang University.

He ascended the stairs, and on reaching the top floor, he was greeted by a fragrant breeze. Lin Xiaosu looked up to see a face as beautiful as a spring flower, belonging to the female graduate student he had seen before.

The female student’s face flushed red as she saw Lin Xiaosu, looking a bit surprised: "It’s you?"

She recognized Lin Xiaosu.

Lin Xiaosu tried to keep his expression indifferent: "Is Professor Xiang in?"

"Yes!" the female student said, "I’m going to class now."

Swiftly, she descended the stairs. Lin Xiaosu walked through the exquisite garden and saw Xiang Yixiu.

He was dressed in a white suit, putting on his shoes; his briefcase was on a nearby chair. As he looked up, his gaze turned stern: "Lin Xiaosu..."

"Professor, are you heading out?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

"Hmm, just a casual meeting."

"A casual meeting?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

"Yes, a meeting that’s inconsequential, optional to attend. I call such meetings casual ones," Xiang Yixiu said. "You can give me a somewhat plausible reason to excuse myself from this nonsensical meeting."

Lin Xiaosu smiled: "Then excuse yourself!"

"I want a somewhat plausible reason!"

"Since you don’t want to attend the meeting anyway, what’s the need for a reason? Just make one up!"

He sat down on the garden bench, pressing the button on a nearby kettle to boil water.

Xiang Yixiu made a phone call to excuse himself, then sat down.

"Speak up, what’s your business?"

"I heard... you encountered an assassination attempt last night?" Lin Xiaosu said lightly.

Xiang Yixiu’s eyes widened: "Who... who did you hear this from?"

Lin Xiaosu smiled: "Two great masters fighting in the dead of night, who else would know? You didn’t tell me, so it could only be him..."

Xiang Yixiu shot a sharp glance!

In the corridor, a figure walked leisurely. The breeze from the rooftop blew, lifting his hair, revealing a scarlet wound on his forehead...

Xiang Yixiu’s eyes locked onto this scar. freewebnσvel.cøm

"Professor Xiang, have you ever heard the saying, ’No discord, no concord’?" Blood Trace King smiled faintly: "I am Blood Trace from Qianlong."

He extended his hand toward Xiang Yixiu.

Xiang Yixiu did not extend his hand, but stood up: "Qianlong... Blood Trace?"

"Yes! Does Professor Xiang not want to shake hands?"

Xiang Yixiu gently waved his hand: "No discord, no concord. We fought, but it didn’t mean we reached an agreement, shaking hands or not doesn’t matter... have a seat!"

Blood Trace sat down.

"Tea is on the table, help yourself!" Xiang Yixiu lifted his own teacup.

Blood Trace smiled slightly and poured himself a cup.

"So, why did you do this?" Xiang Yixiu asked.

This was a necessary question. Last night, there had been an unprovoked assassination attempt on him, with moves intended to kill. Yet today, Blood Trace had calmly come over, saying "no discord, no concord".

If it was merely to test his skills, it would be understandable.

But he was not pleased!

If this was a way to recruit him into Qianlong, it was overly presumptuous to think that just having a threshold for entry means that everyone who meets it would gladly accept their offer.

Does Blood Trace think I, Xiang Yixiu, am such a person?

Blood Trace said: "I suspected you were someone else, so I needed to push you to the brink to make you unleash your full combat power."

Xiang Yixiu said: "You did push me to the brink, and you did succeed in making me unleash all my combat power. So, what’s the result?"

Blood Trace said: "The result is... you’re not the person I’m looking for!"

Xiang Yixiu laughed: "Since I am not the person you’re looking for, then I don’t understand why you are visiting me today. Why?"

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