Chapter Thirty-Five: Lin Kuang of the Past

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Central Control Center, Country Z!

"The target's life force is beginning to fade. In the area where he is located, all living beings have had their vitality siphoned away!"

"Should we initiate Level One authorization?"

"What is happening? Begin Level One scan!" The middle-aged man was surrounded by various instruments; streams of data appeared and vanished across the screens, replaced by new readings in rapid succession.

"The scent of blood is strong. The air contains negative ions harmful to the human body. Suspected demonic methods, but there is something unusual!"

"What is unusual?" the middle-aged man asked.

"To clarify, we need to initiate Level Three authorization. Shall we proceed?"

"Proceed," the middle-aged man replied gravely.

Immediately, blue letters appeared on the large screen. As he read each line, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed, worry etched in his expression.

"Where have Haotian and his team reached?"

"They are heading toward Cube City, currently one thousand kilometers from the target town. Should we recall them?"

"Is there anyone closer than them?"

"The closest is five thousand kilometers away. Chuan Shang is at a critical moment of breaking through to the next level of energy mastery. He will need about one hour to complete the breakthrough."

"Good," the middle-aged man slapped his thigh and continued, "Have Haotian and his team turn back! Investigate thoroughly. The fragment is the second priority. Chuan Shan, after your breakthrough, proceed to the target location at full speed and cover the fragment!"

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"Understood!"

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With a gentle flick of her sword upward, the lightning instantly dimmed. A crisp sound rang out as the Soul-Shocking Sword slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground.

The figure in black had effortlessly neutralized her Silent Thunderstrike.

"Leaves as roots, vitality plundered—how could you so easily break my move? Who are you?" Since her Silent Thunderstrike was unraveled, Ruoxi's eyes were dull, her lips muttering unconsciously.

The figure in black, starting from the source, pierced the thunderlight with his sword. With a light touch to the Soul-Shocking Sword, a surge of true energy flowed directly into Ruoxi's arm, reaching her core.

The true energy was like a clear stream. The Soul-Shocking Sword absorbed it voraciously, and as it reached the hilt, it transformed into threads of true energy—weak, yet enough to penetrate her arm and disrupt the force of her attack, making it seem effortless.

Though it seemed simple, it was extremely dangerous. If the true energy failed to penetrate the Soul-Shocking Sword, it could have easily overwhelmed her. Conversely, it could have ended the life of anyone drained of strength.

Ruoxi was astonished. The person before her was no ordinary being. The pure energy he released was absorbed by both herself and the Soul-Shocking Sword—a gift, not merely a counter to her technique.

"Can your meridians endure such a sudden surge of true energy?" The figure in black asked, surprisingly concerned, his voice gentle.

Mo Shan was stunned, his eyes wide with shock and confusion. He had struck with all his might, even risking harm to himself, yet now the other seemed intent on resolving things peacefully.

"You have no idea who you are facing, and you attack in anger!" the figure in black said, his tone tinged with grievance.

"Who are you?" Ruoxi's brows knitted into a "river" as she questioned.

After the pure energy from the figure in black coursed through her, Ruoxi's meridians, previously damaged by excess true energy, began to heal slowly.

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"I am your grandfather, Lin Kuang!"

The name Lin Kuang thundered in her ears. A surge of unfamiliar memories flooded Ruoxi's mind.

She was five or six, playing in a garden, her little feet hopping joyfully amidst the flowers.

Her grandfather, Lin Kuang, arrived.

"Come here, little one," Lin Kuang called to Ruoxi with loving affection.

"Alright!" Ruoxi smiled, hopping left and right as she ran toward Lin Kuang.

When she reached him, Lin Kuang lovingly stroked her hair. "Do you like your grandfather?"

"I do! I like Grandpa best!" Ruoxi mumbled, stuffing her fingers in her mouth, "Because Grandpa always makes my favorite food!"

"What if one day Grandpa leaves?" Lin Kuang's eyes dimmed as he spoke.

"No! I won't let Grandpa leave. I want Grandpa to stay with me forever and always give me delicious things!" As soon as Ruoxi heard her grandfather speak of leaving, she pulled her fingers out of her mouth. Her big, watery eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Grandpa will have to leave eventually. Here, take this lollipop. Whenever you miss Grandpa, have a taste. This is concentrated—enough for a year. By then, I suppose you won't need lollipops anymore," Lin Kuang gazed at the sky and sighed.

From that moment on, Ruoxi never saw Lin Kuang again. He left quietly, without even telling Lin Feng. Afterward...