Playing cards, I am your ancestor!-Chapter 323: Infighting
Wen Jiang had never hidden her identity among professional players before.
Nor did she deliberately ask the media to hide any information.
So now some people are gradually making bolder guesses.
Perhaps Mount Flower’s powerful Card Maker has always been Wen Jiang.
Otherwise, how do you explain her rapid upgrade as if she were on a rocket?
And in an unknown corner, Yu Jian is also watching the birth of Chapter Five of Yunxia’s Mythology.
She looked at the bizarre worldviews, her emotions surged, and she couldn’t stop gasping and screaming: "Who is she really? Could these things have been given by that System?"
The Heaven’s Mandate System had been speechless countless times.
It helplessly clarified again: [How many times have I told you, these things don’t exist within our System. This only proves that whether it’s the cards or myths, they belong to this host.]
"Impossible!" Yu Jian couldn’t accept it: "I clearly investigated, in the past twenty years she was capable of nothing, and was even born in a slum. If these things weren’t given to her by the System, then how was she such a mess before?"
"..."
This was also something the Heaven’s Mandate System couldn’t fathom.
If a person could undergo a huge change, that could be certified through Yu Jian.
But Yu Jian’s changes were based on the System.
Wen Jiang’s change, however, had little to do with the System.
Moreover, so far, the Heaven’s Mandate System couldn’t connect with the System within Wen Jiang’s body. It should logically have several lower permissions than itself, so such a problem shouldn’t arise.
The only issue lies with Wen Jiang.
The Heaven’s Mandate System had warned Yu Jian several times, but this woman refused to accept this fact.
In her concept, there was no existence greater than the System.
You have to know the System comes from a higher dimension, how could it be something humans can analyze and master?
The Heaven’s Mandate System had long since given up the idea of reminding this fool.
It knows what kind of person Yu Jian is.
Going from nothing to obtaining a great fortune, she lost her self-control.
Relying on the System tools, she lured a group of talented people she couldn’t even touch a hair of in her lifetime.
In the long life of a genius, her mindset had long been twisted.
She considered the existence of the System as part of her excellence.
So she couldn’t tolerate anyone better than her.
The Heaven’s Mandate System can now calmly say things that make Yu Jian jump: [Even so, what can you do? Guess, who was the one to cause chaos in your Ceylon city, even the Blood Emperor couldn’t catch them.]
[Moreover, do you really think you captured those men’s hearts with those items?]
[Song Ji despises you like roadside dog shit, Ricardo hates you to the bone, and even your Blood Emperor doesn’t really care about you. The only one who failed to resist the tools was killed by you early on, don’t you think your life is pathetic?]
No wonder the Heaven’s Mandate System has such a sharp tongue.
These words almost cost Yu Jian her life: "Shut up, shut up!"
She screamed hysterically.
The violent spiritual power destroyed everything around her.
This had become a common occurrence, and seeing she had been sufficiently stimulated, the Heaven’s Mandate System said no more.
It is a System, it can see through Yu Jian’s heart, but no one knows the deep-level computational theory under its data core.
No one can understand what the System thinks.
Yu Jian looked at those mythological materials, her eyes bloodshot: "Is she releasing these things to demonstrate her greatness? Does she want Yunxia’s cards to rise again? Clearly, with such a big problem, why hasn’t Yunxia captured her? Capture her, force her, all she knows will become Yunxia’s!"
The Heaven’s Mandate System chuckled inexplicably: [Do you hate Yunxia? Because she doesn’t treat you the way she did back then?]
Yu Jian’s teeth grit, and her delicate face had long warped.
Of course, she hates it.
She made smooth progress relying on the System, but ever since an incident with Hua Zhuo, everything turned bizarre.
Song Ji woke from the item, despised her to the core, and framed her, allowing her to be studied by UR-Rank Spirit Card Masters from the three major Empires.
If not for the Heaven’s Mandate System sacrificing to protect the core, she might not have escaped.
She lay low all these years due to the Heaven’s Mandate System’s requirements.
It’s still not the perfect time for everything.
But watching Wen Jiang receive a very different treatment made her truly envious. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
Wen Jiang can still take a team to compete.
Competition, that was once Yu Jian’s dream.
Doesn’t she want to lead a card team to victory herself? She once wanted to win endless glory for Yunxia!
But, but Yunxia let her down...
Her teammates were trash, all of them trash.
She had once been glorious, but now due to the items’ influence, who could remember her?
Who remembers there was once a stronger darling of the heavens named Yu Jian?
Her patience was running thin: "When will we act? Are we just going to watch now?"
[Soon.] The Heaven’s Mandate System said: [When she captures the peak’s glory and the world cheers for her, that will be the perfect moment.]
Yu Jian couldn’t shake the feeling of oddness, her face twisted: "I still have to wait for her to win the championship? You want me to watch with my own eyes? No, she couldn’t possibly win! She can’t possibly defeat the Temple of the Gods and Divine Punishment in the S Rank, not even with you I couldn’t achieve that!"
Heaven’s Mandate System: [You can’t do it, and others can’t either?]
No matter how much this person and System seethe with rage.
Anyway, Zero Egg’s days were quite enjoyable.
Now that Wen Jiang had ascended to the S Rank, she could accumulate a mountain of points every day just by lying down.
It wasn’t the same as the old System anymore; it learned to squander comfortably.
Even to obtain more melodramatic points, it started a small account online to fabricate antiquated stories about Wen Jiang and Song Yingchen.
—Using romance novel templates.
You wouldn’t believe it, but it was effective.
Its account was scolded thoroughly by fans from both sides.
Song Yingchen had a large number of fans who naturally did not want their beloved player tied to any melodramatic narratives with another professional player.
Wen Jiang’s fans had a unified message.
What rubbish ex-boyfriend, their idol was on par with the Great Emperor, Song Yingchen, who?
Better not come moon-landing fakes!
Could Song Yingchen’s fans take that? Not likely, as they mocked: didn’t even rank in the S Rank yet, and already so arrogant; just wait until later, huh?
Just watch your idol get eliminated in the S Rank!
The whole internet fan scene was in a lively uproar.
So each day Wen Jiang competed, she could hear Zero Egg’s gleeful laughter in her mind.
