How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!

"Not necessarily!" Lin Xiaosu said.

"Junior Brother, you're still young... What I mean is, you are relatively young, you value your family highly, you consider others like yourself, thinking everyone in the world must be like you. In fact, there are a hundred people with a hundred different faces, different environments, different hearts."

Lin Xiaosu said, "Just as you said, among a hundred people, there are a hundred different kinds, some indeed are cold-blooded, yet some still have humanity left... Not long ago, I saw a case, it was the one Ruolan and her team were most proud of over the past year... It was about a big boss who was kidnapped as a child. Over forty years, he did odd jobs, slept under bridges, experienced partner scams, and later rose from adversity, becoming a billionaire boss. As a wealthy boss, he enjoyed the finest delicacies, experienced the most exquisite beauties, and saw the infinite scenery above, but deep down, he always held a picture in his heart — that was the crooked-necked big locust tree at the entrance of his village. He was only just over one year old when he was kidnapped, he didn't remember where his hometown was, or his mother's face, but he remembered that tree, so he offered a large sum to the Fengcheng Detective Agency, to help him find his home."

Blue Demon seemed touched: "And later?"

"They found it!" Lin Xiaosu said: "Ruolan and her team spent three months visiting over a thousand villages, taking thousands of photos, and finally found this boss's old home. The boss went home, his parents had already passed away, he knelt in front of their graves, crying like a child. He also increased the detective fee he promised by ten times."

Blue Demon said, "This case you mentioned, I've actually seen many like it. Nostalgia in old age is almost a human inevitability. Even corrupt officials full of sins, after experiencing all the prosperity, when they step into the detention center, perhaps the deepest memory is still their mother sewing a worn-out coat under the oil lamp... What you want to tell me is, no matter how vicious a person might be, there must always be a part of their heart that's pure, right?"

"It's not absolute, but there's such a possibility!"

Blue Demon said, "However, in front of these few Nirvana practitioners, your theory doesn't apply. If they were such people, they would have contacted their family long ago. In fact, according to the investigation by our inserted personnel, they've never been back to their hometown, never looked for their family."

"There's a possibility! A very big possibility!" Lin Xiaosu said: "They don't know their origins!"

"Don't know? That's impossible!" Blue Demon said: "According to current data, of the three Nirvana practitioners, Ice Blade was kidnapped at six, Gu She at nine, Qing Yan at ten. At that age, they could remember things, even accurately recall place names and all information about their parents and relatives."

"What if their consciousness was erased?" Lin Xiaosu said.

"Consciousness erased?" Blue Demon's heart raced, amnesia? Using some technology to artificially create amnesia?

"In the Subdivine Skill, there's a technique called 'God Elimination Technique' used to clear memories, foolproof and very easy to operate."

Blue Demon's heart pounded: "You're still sure this Lord has high-level Subdivine Skill?"

"Certain! With the Sun Lotus in hand, even if not an expert, he would still be an expert!"

"...Tell me all your thoughts!" Blue Demon took a deep breath.

"Let the Old Man, in the name of Qianlong, announce these three people's origins!" Lin Xiaosu said.

The earlier message released by Qianlong was just the general members list of the Nine Headed Snake, not involving these three.

And now, Lin Xiaosu asked Qianlong to make a special release about these three people's origins.

Blue Demon slowly looked up: "Among the three, we only need one to have a sense of home or family, then we can follow the trail, right?"

"That's right! We don't need all of them, just one! Isn't the probability higher now?" Lin Xiaosu smiled.

Blue Demon licked her luscious red lips, muttering: "Why, when clearly there's no hope, you manage to stir things up and make me feel hopeful again?"

"Haha!" Lin Xiaosu laughed: "The Red Flag has arrived, I should go to Wushen Mountain for a visit. Senior Sister, wait for me at Taichong for a few days, if this strategy of 'family ties' doesn't work, I have another trick."

The voice fell, the figure vanished.

Blue Demon, watching his departing figure, slowly bit her lips.

You little scoundrel, I don't believe you're going up Wushen Mountain for legitimate business with that female teacher, even if it is business, how many days could it take?

You're just off to 'pick mushrooms' with that Yixiang girl.

You still want me waiting for you at Taichong!

While you're having fun in Miao Village, I'm tiptoeing around in Taichong, what... what is this?

The Flying Car landed from the sky, a total of three rides.

An old man stepped off the Flying Car.

Although this old man seemed not young, his entire body was explosive, this person is indeed the Flag Master of the Red Flag, second only to the Chief Long, a top leader of Qianlong.

He walked step by step, the wind over the whole mountain seemed somewhat oppressing, when he reached the bullet-riddled, tattered body on the ground, his face was as gloomy as water: "Investigate!"

A word was uttered, then another Red Flag member stepped forward for gene comparison.

"Report! Confirmed as Jing Lei!"

"Compare with the genetic chain of the Xipi Family!"

The second command was issued, everyone was tense, including Blue Demon.

Today's matter was actually all speculation, Lin Xiaosu's speculation, although Jing Lei did not deny it, Blue Demon hadn't heard him directly affirm it.

The test results required five minutes, and during those five minutes, everyone was extremely anxious.

Even Chief Long, far away at the Qianlong Headquarters, stood in front of his desk, quietly waiting.

The green lights on the instrument lit up, one, two, three...

A faint beep sounded!

The Red Flag elder trembled all over.

Chief Long staggered, propped his hand on the desk to steady himself.

Everyone's heart was a rollercoaster of emotions.

Confirmed!

Jing Lei is actually not Jing Lei, in addition to Jing Lei's own bloodline genes, he also has the genetic chain of the Xipi Family!

What Blue Demon reported, this bizarre major event, now completely confirmed.

This person, who established a remarkable reputation at the Qianlong Headquarters, almost defining this generation of Qianlong as the Jing Lei era's first Heavenly King: Jing Lei, was actually killed thirteen years ago.

On that day, it wasn't Jing Lei who killed Baigu King to achieve his exploits, but Baigu King who killed Jing Lei, uniquely merging Jing Lei's genes with his own, disguising himself as Jing Lei, stealthily entering Qianlong Headquarters, becoming the first Heavenly King.

How breathtaking is that?

What kind of terrifying thought is this?

If it weren't for Lin Xiaosu, what kind of stormy waves would he have stirred up in Qianlong?

The Red Flag Master slowly lifted his gaze: "Where is he?"

The "he" he referred to, of course, was Lin Xiaosu.

"He's starting his next big operation!" Blue Demon took a deep breath: "I'm going to help him!"

"If you see him, tell him for me... I'm ashamed, and also thank him for Chief Long!" The Flag Master's voice was very desolate.

Blue Demon nodded slightly, her figure turned into a blue lightning, entered her flying car, and shot straight into Taichong.

Red Flag, shouldering the duty of inspecting the Heavenly King, and as this Flag Master, he had long neglected such an important first Heavenly King, strictly speaking, it was a significant dereliction of duty. This old man was very honest, admitting his shame, and would accept his punishment.

What kind of turmoil would arise within Qianlong, Blue Demon did not care, she only focused on one thing—whether Lin Xiaosu's recent move could achieve results...

Lin Xiaosu was very relaxed, very leisurely, taking a rare minibus that passed through several cities from west to south, entering Taichong.

The minibus shook and moved slowly. He slept on it and woke up in Taichong.

After exiting the station, he casually hailed a taxi, then took a more familiar route up the mountain.

This season at Wushen Mountain seemed to be the most beautiful time.

The sky was high and the air was crisp, the mist that lingered at the mountain top all year round had cleared.

Red leaves covered the mountains, truly a scene described by poets.

When he arrived at Wushen Mountain Primary School, it was noon.

On top of the small inn, Hu Die lazily sat on the swing set, bathing in the warm autumn sun, watching the playground below.

On the playground, kids were still playing around, and among them, a little one was running especially joyfully.

That was Little Moon.

Little Moon was very lively, more so than some children whose parents were still alive. Why? Because she was proud.

And why was she proud?

Because her mom was a teacher!

More than once, she told other kids, Teacher Hu was her mom, and Hu Die could swear, this wasn't what she taught her.

Hu Die also knew why Little Moon was so eager to position herself as her mom's role. She got the idea from watching TV. In a movie, a mom tells her child: In the whole world, only moms never leave their babies.

This line, Little Moon remembered.

She recited it several times by Hu Die's ear, then looked at her with sparkling eyes, timidly asking: Teacher, can I call you mom?

Hu Die hesitated for a long time, during which Little Moon clutched her clothing, nervous and expectant.

That evening, she pulled Little Moon into her arms, telling her: You can call me mom!

Accompanied by that passionate cry of "Mom," Little Moon shed tears of happiness in her arms, and Hu Die, holding her, looked at the sky and also cried.

From then on, she looked at Little Moon with a different mindset.

Little Moon, in this primary school, grew happier and happier...

Hu Die watched Little Moon running on the playground, her thoughts drifting far, far away...

It was also such an autumn day, it was also such a campus...

A little boy was running on the playground, she called to him from the school gate, he did not hear.

Brother, where are you?

Are you still alive?

Do you know, I haven't visited mom's grave for five years, because I'm afraid mom will ask me, you promised to find brother, did you find him?

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Long time no see!"

Hu Die suddenly turned around!

Behind her, on the platform by the stairs, a handsome young man was smiling at her.

It was him!

Lin Xiaosu!

On that day, right in front of this swing, right before this stone tea table, he stripped away all her disguises, making her feel the end was near. But, he left behind a few words and then departed.

Her end didn't come.

Little Moon's dream wasn't shattered.

And today, he came.

"It's been over a year!" Hu Die exhaled gently: "Sorry I haven't kept in touch."

"At that time, I underestimated my opponent. He must have already suspected me of trying to turn you, so I didn't contact you." Lin Xiaosu sat down by the tea table.

"Now that things have changed greatly, is my role as a piece on the board no longer useful?" Hu Die also sat down opposite him, casually pouring him a cup of tea.

Her words were light, words that ordinary people wouldn't understand.

But Lin Xiaosu, of course, understood.