Thus came the extravagant displays of wealth and women from the eccentric old man, Lanslo. As for the real thoughts of Lanslo, known for his eccentricity, they were not within Lan Yu’s considerations. In her view, the ordinary people of this world were like ants, and Lanslo was just a pawn she could use at will. She believed that everyone in this world was driven by profit, and all emotions were fleeting. Simply put, everyone had a price, and with enough payment, even a man could be turned into a Thai ladyboy with eyes open or shut. Therefore, she chose the Lan family of Yushan, with its ties to the Shengyang Sect, as her secular representative, throwing billions into the fray. One must admit, the eccentric old man Lanslo had formidable execution power! If it were an average person, not to mention the final move of billions, just the initial blank check would have been enough to surrender. She didn’t expect that Lin Feng wouldn’t fall for it, which was beyond her expectations. Then came Lan Jianren, fighting Lin Feng for the family fortune, unaware of the situation, leading to Lin Feng being attacked and nearly losing his life, almost disrupting her entire plan. Lan Yu originally intended to eliminate Lan Jianren, but upon learning of Lin Feng’s hospitalization, she saw an opportunity to get closer to the Lin family, so she altered her plan, disguising herself as an outcast. Lan Jianren, to highlight her tragic life, was temporarily spared, yet still plotting in the shadows, believing he held power. Lan Yu’s overconfidence and arrogance made her believe she couldn’t lose to two mortal women in the battle for Lin Feng. She immersed herself in the role of a mortal woman, thinking to win with her beauty, but found herself increasingly baffled by the world of mortals. Why would these mortals risk their lives for each other so willingly? Especially this foolish boy, who had once made her envious in the realm of cultivation, repeatedly acted recklessly, disregarding the principles of cultivation. Lan Yu was at a loss. In her world, practitioners were just ordinary beings, not as rare as in this mortal realm. There, practitioners generally believed in strength and bravery, where survival meant becoming stronger than others. This was the fundamental law of survival in her world, which she believed should be universally upheld as the supreme creed, never to be relaxed for a moment. This was how she had always lived, whether in her former world or in this mortal one, adhering to this supreme principle. Any practitioner daring to challenge these laws would meet a grim fate. The core essence of the cultivator’s code is the survival of the fittest, where the strong reign supreme. Even if you are a genius in cultivation, if you repeatedly squander the talents bestowed upon you by heaven, failing to cherish the capital you already possess, the only outcome is to be devoured by those stronger than you sooner or later. When Lan Yu first saw the talent Lin Feng displayed, she regarded him as a rare dual-element cultivator of wind and earth, secretly considering recruiting him under her wing. However, after a few brief encounters, his attitude towards cultivation left her greatly puzzled, as if he did not understand even the most basic rules of cultivation. By chance, she found an answer in Wang Xiaoyun, who was also a cultivator, albeit merely a novice at the lowest level. Another woman closely related to Lin Feng, although just an ordinary human, carried some powerful magical artifact that could block Lan Yu’s divine sense. This discovery immediately put her on high alert; she suspected that the two were approaching Lin Feng with motives similar to her own. Thus, to be on the safe side, during the chaos she had deliberately caused earlier, she secretly tampered with them.
It’s not that she enjoyed indiscriminate killing; cultivators have their own basic rules of conduct, especially in this mundane world not originally meant for them. Excessive killing would only increase the karmic debts on oneself, affecting one’s cultivation mindset. Moreover, now that she had ventured into this world in a mortal form, aside from her still formidable divine sense, she was in all other respects as vulnerable as any common person. If she were to be attacked by someone with ulterior motives, like Xu Xiaoman who possessed an artifact capable of blocking her divine sense, she might indeed face a humiliating death. She would not allow any deviation to affect her grand plan. Gui Shalo, who was a being like her, was now imprisoned in an unknown space, suffering the torment of purgatorial flames for having interfered with her. She was here as an emissary of the divine will, tasked with awakening a powerful soul that had lain dormant for countless centuries. She had only risked embodying in this filthy world due to a whim, for the sake of an interesting young man and for what she considered a game of love. She would not tolerate anything standing in the way of her grand scheme. Upon realizing that the two women, previously seen as romantic rivals, had suspicious identities and posed a significant threat to her stability, she took immediate action.
The life or death of Xu Xiaoman was of little concern to her, but Wang Xiaoyun posed a dilemma. If she were to eliminate her, she would need to find another suitable pure Yin body for the ceremony three months later. Wang Xiaoyun’s physique was undoubtedly the best choice for receiving the returning spirit, and abandoning her would be somewhat regrettable. However, weighing the options, she decided it was better to go through the extra effort to eliminate all potential threats to her safety. After all, in her mortal form, a slight misstep could lead to her complete annihilation here.
Lan Yu’s expression was icy cold; the slight discomfort triggered by the mother-son duo’s intimacy was instantly dismissed. However, her contrived expression of suffering from unhealed wounds was perceived by Lin Feng’s mother, who immediately approached with concern. Despite her impatience, Lan Yu knew this was not the time to react, understanding that her earlier display of excessive calm had already alerted Lin Feng, and she guessed why he seemed distracted. She quickly resumed her persona of a cute young girl. With a few cute, trademark gestures, Lin Feng’s mother was once again bewildered, while Lin Feng, the “big fat sheep,” seemed to drop his suspicions, though he subconsciously kept his distance, maintaining a cold, unwelcoming demeanor. Lan Yu chuckled inwardly, knowing she had plenty of time to play this game.
After some casual chit-chat with Lin Feng’s mother, Lan Yu suggested they leave the hospital. While Lin Feng’s mother readily complied, Lin Feng himself seemed preoccupied, remaining silent for a long time. Lan Yu noticed him frequently glancing outside, guessing he was anxious to check on the two women. Knowing the game could be made more interesting, she kindly suggested Lin Feng could leave if he had something to attend to, not needing to worry about her. At her words, Lin Feng’s eyes lit up as if seeing a vast, lush meadow, and for once, he looked at her without his usual cautious, disdainful expression. He was genuinely thankful!
With his sister’s permission, Lin Feng’s previous gloom vanished, and his spirits lifted, feeling unusually at ease. He hurriedly said goodbye to his mother and “good sister” and dashed out. Xu Xiaoman had already handled his discharge paperwork, and Lan Yu had not yet completed her own admission due to the urgency of her treatment. Now, fully recovered and with his mother looking after her, Lin Feng felt a rare moment of relief. However, his rush was to inquire about the aftermath of the earlier commotion and whether Xu Xiaoman and Wang Xiaoyun had indeed gotten into trouble. He hadn’t seen them since treating Lan Yu, and he was worried they might be entangled with the families of the injured.
