Chapter 120
Zhao Shuying rubbed her temples, feeling exasperated by the increasingly troublesome people she had encountered lately. "Just tell me the price."
**Zhao Xianyin**: You can enjoy a divine talent that has a chance to increase your attribute points once every ten days, until we form a contract with the Jiaolong (a mythical dragon).
**Anonymous**: What’s the chance?
**Zhao Xianyin**: 13%.
I hope the chance for the Hope Hymn is 15%... But with this figure, it’s hard to determine whether this is really Su Yitong’s Hope Hymn. After all, if Zhao Xianyin was indeed someone Su Yitong found through Zhao Shuying, she wouldn’t be so roundabout in her response; she wouldn’t be foolish enough to directly reveal the true probability.
**Anonymous**: Alright, let’s give it a try at noon today, but there can’t be more than five people present. Write the location on a note and send it to me through a tip. If it’s real, we’ll trade every ten days from now on.
She decided to take a distant look at the situation. If it wasn’t Su Yitong, she would just ghost them.
As for the prices mentioned in other comments, none could compare to this. They were merely gold coins or equipment, or even real-life cars and houses. But knowing Su Yitong, if she was determined to get this Jiaolong, she wouldn’t be stingy; she would definitely offer an irresistible price.
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**Chapter 154: The Ball is Here**
Su Yitong had a strong sense of possession. Once she decided that someone or something belonged to her, she didn’t like others competing for it. If someone dared to compete, she would become extremely invested in that thing.
Previously, Yu Xunhuan had always hinted at Su Yitong that his sister, Yu Xunge, liked him, just to provoke Su Yitong’s possessiveness.
So, after considering everything, Zhao Xianyin was the most suspicious. The conditions she offered were questionable, and her identity was also suspect.
Because if she were in Su Yitong and Yu Xunhuan’s position, she could only find Zhao Shuying, who wouldn’t come forward herself. After thinking it through, Zhao Xianyin was indeed the most suitable.
Yu Xunge didn’t care about the other posts analyzing whether his price was extortion; she simply turned off the comment function on that post.
If tomorrow really was Su Yitong, then her actions would show her sincerity—Yu Xunge swore to the heavens that she genuinely hoped Su Yitong and Yu Xunhuan could obtain that Jiaolong!
If tomorrow wasn’t Su Yitong, then it would still force Su Yitong’s hand.
At noon, Yu Xunge used her disguise skill to transform into a two-meter-tall greyhound, donning a mask, sunglasses, a cap, and gloves, diligently playing the part of someone trying to hide their identity. She changed her ID to **Han Shi** and made her way to the address Zhao Xianyin had given her.
Upon arrival, Yu Xunge felt relieved.
There were only three people inside: Zhao Xianyin, Zhao Shuying, and a fully armed person wearing a mask. Although others wouldn’t recognize her, Yu Xunge immediately identified that it was Su Yitong.
Zhao Xianyin and Zhao Shuying were also present, clearly there to prevent Su Yitong from being silenced. Although Zhao Xianyin didn’t trade under the banner of the Special Affairs Bureau, she had brought Zhao Shuying, who was indeed a member of the Bureau. If the seller were to be silenced during the transaction, it could very well implicate the Bureau.
The transaction went smoothly. After confirming the secret code written on the note from yesterday, Su Yitong led her to a small room next door, set up a soundproof barrier with a small bowl, and began to chant.
I must say, the Hope Hymn was indeed beautiful. It consisted solely of a simple “a” sound, clear and pure, as if my soul had been cleansed.
When the song ended, Yu Xunge felt a lingering desire for more. She opened her panel to check the attribute points allocation section, which had changed from 0 to 1.
After all, Yu Xunge was lucky enough to have a luck level of 10; she succeeded after just one listen.
Although she almost succumbed to her professional instincts during the song, the diminishing health bars in front of her were too suspicious, so she refrained from making a move.
As the song concluded, she stood up decisively. “We’ll be in touch in ten days.”
Su Yitong nodded calmly, not even bothering to check if this Han Shi had succeeded.
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Yu Xunge stepped out and immediately drank an invisibility potion to make her escape.
After having a meal at home and studying the Moon Fox Guide given by Hecqipa, she headed to the training camp.
The training camp was located at a golf course, divided into many areas and classes.
After parking, Yu Xunge skillfully donned her weighted gear, but when she looked up, she couldn’t believe her eyes—was that really Su Yitong?
**Yu Xunge**: Su Yitong is here at the training camp too? Didn’t they say only those deeply cooperating with the Special Affairs Bureau could attend?
**Zhao Shuying**: Yep.
**Yu Xunge**: She’s deeply cooperating with the Bureau?!
**Zhao Shuying**: She’s paying for it.
**Yu Xunge**: …Thanks, I get it now.
**Zhao Shuying**: I knew you’d catch on!
**Yu Xunge**: Why isn’t my brother here?
**Zhao Shuying**: Not deep enough.
**Yu Xunge**: …………
She shouldn’t have asked that.
Yu Xunge watched Su Yitong walk into the service area, reflecting on how even her enemies were starting to improve… In her past life, Su Yitong had it easy; she wouldn’t have to endure such hardships.
Yu Xunge quickly calculated how to suppress Su Yitong at the first opportunity. There was no way she would let her enemy have a chance to rise again.
Improving? No, she wanted Su Yitong to stay down.
And then there was Lan Cheng. Although he was suffering now, that pain wasn’t caused by her, so it was meaningless.
And Liang Yuchuan… Oh no… She felt like she was forgetting something!
She had been so busy playing with Yu Xunhuan and the others that she had isolated little Liang…
She really needed to make a revenge schedule.
While Yu Xunge was still pondering how to communicate with Su Yitong once inside, she realized they weren’t in the same class.
Of course, her class was filled with lone wolves, while Su Yitong’s side had players entangled in power struggles.
As for why Yu Xunhuan wasn’t there, it was probably because the tuition was too expensive, and Su Yitong had kicked him out. She figured Yu Xunhuan would eventually come looking for her… If he couldn’t get his fill from his wife, he’d turn to his sister.
After finishing her training, Yu Xunge made a trip to Zelan Star, mainly to ask Hecqipa about how to resolve the translator issue.
Usually, language wasn’t a big problem; communication was seamless, to the point where she had started to overlook it.
On Blue Star, all the alien races and beasts that arrived could understand the language of Blue Star. In her past life, an alien had explained that they received blessings when passing through the gate, allowing them to comprehend all languages of Blue Star.
However, in Zelan, the languages of the Twelve Holy Clans didn’t communicate with each other, so they also used translators when interacting.
But when she disguised herself as a Moon Fox to communicate with them, she felt she needed a translator, fearing it would expose her. Moreover, the language she spoke was that of Blue Star, which didn’t match the mouth movements of the Moon Fox language.
Upon arriving, she found that Hecqipa wasn’t there; only Little Maki was in the shop.
Seeing Yu Xunge, Little Maki waved enthusiastically, “Ravenclaw~! Why are you so late today~?”
Yu Xunge had grown accustomed to it and calmly waved back at Little Maki.
Thinking about the recent advice not to transform into animals, and with no news from Zhao Shuying, Yu Xunge decided to try her luck with Little Maki.
Little Maki had little interest in smoking or drinking, and her enthusiasm for games and toys was also moderate. Even her interest in alchemy was just average; she liked it but wasn’t obsessed.
Simplicity was key; Little Maki’s preferences were quite pure—she liked gold coins.
Her dream was to buy a small house in the Dark City and work, live, and grow up in this alchemy shop until she sent Hecqipa away—Hecqipa had strong objections to this last dream of Little Maki.
Yu Xunge walked over to the counter, standing on a small stool like Little Maki, and the two little ones stood shoulder to shoulder, watching the comings and goings outside the shop.
Yu Xunge took out some snacks and fruits. Once Little Maki had her fill, Yu Xunge reached out to her, and under Little Maki’s puzzled gaze, she held her hand and quietly slipped a gold coin into her palm, lowering her voice, “Wanna sell some information?”
Little Maki tucked the gold coin away, glancing outside nonchalantly, and whispered, “Sure, I can sell anything I know!”
Well, well, the ball is here.
**Yu Xunge**: Do you know why Hecqipa told me not to transform into animals recently?
This information clearly touched on the conflicts between Zelan and Blue Star.
Little Maki’s eyes appeared particularly large on her thin, pale face. She stared at Yu Xunge for a long time before whispering, “The newly appointed deputy city lord has a talent that allows him to see a living being’s memories from the past 30 days. He really, really, really likes small animals.”
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**Chapter 155: That “What If” You Mentioned, Could It Be You?**
The disjointed sentences, with three “reallys,” made Yu Xunge’s heart race.
Little Maki didn’t mention any news or actions from Zelan, but just these two pieces of information were enough for Yu Xunge to envision many chain reactions.
Some divine talents were terrifying but not overwhelmingly so; after all, it was unrealistic to use such talents on every person one encountered.
For instance, Yu Xunge had always been fixated on investigating everyone who approached her, but in reality, accomplishing that was quite difficult and required a lot of energy.
It was like surfing the internet; you’d have to click on every comment to check the person’s profile for their personal information.
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