Chapter 107: Chapter 11: Conspiracy and Murder (Second Update)
Lin Jian’s face changed as Xu Mo rushed toward her, raising the Source Power Sword in her hand.
Xu Mo’s War Saber chopped down directly, causing Lin Jian’s arm to go numb, and the Source Power Sword fell from her hand to the ground.
The next moment, the War Saber slashed directly onto her Battle Armor.
A wave of pain struck her, and Xu Mo showed no sign of stopping, slashing the War Saber time and time again, each strike in rapid succession.
Although it did not break through the armor, it continuously struck Lin Jian’s body.
“Bang!”
Another slash hit Lin Jian, knocking her body away and she crashed heavily to the ground.
“Such fast swordsmanship,” Lin Xi said, somewhat surprised as she watched from the side.
Xu Mo’s Sword Technique was very fast, and Lin Jian was no match for him.
Lin Jian, who was lazy and disinclined to cultivate on regular days, was getting thoroughly beaten by Xu Mo.
“I’m done fighting.” Lin Jian threw down the Source Power Sword and took off her Battle Armor with a cold face and left.
Lin Xi felt a headache coming on and, seeing Xu Mo look toward her, she said, “That’s just her personality, don’t mind it.”
“Hmm.”
Xu Mo naturally didn’t mind, as flattering as it sounded to be called a coach, he was really just a hired hand.
First, he wanted to understand the situation in the upper world and see if there was a chance to solve the issue with his identity.
Lin Xi seemed to be preoccupied with something, but Xu Mo did not ask.
It wasn’t his place to do so.
“Practice with me, you should wear armor too,” Lin Xi said to Xu Mo.
“Okay,” Xu Mo nodded and donned his Battle Armor.
The two stood opposite each other, as Lin Xi charged toward Xu Mo, her dual swords slashing down.
Sword and saber collided.
Lin Xi seemed to be in a bad mood, training with a bit of a venting emotion.
Lin Jian was playful and lazy about cultivation.
Because her mother died early and no one disciplined her, she developed a capricious personality.
She was always indulged in the past.
But Lin Xi heard from her father that the company had recently encountered some trouble.
This made Lin Xi realize that nothing is eternal and unchanging, and once the family encounters changes, if Lin Jian’s personality isn’t corrected, it would become a big problem.
Without the family’s money to squander and without any abilities, what would she do in the future?
People like that often do not end well.
Therefore, she had to take precautionary measures, although it was difficult to correct.
Lin Xi’s swordplay was fast and carried an air of elegance.
Xu Mo’s saber was equally fast, keeping him mostly in a defensive stance.
Lin Xi hadn’t been using her full strength, but seeing Xu Mo’s War Saber impenetrable, she realized that he perfectly blocked her offensive.
Her attacks grew increasingly fierce and the strength behind them also increased gradually, but she still couldn’t find any flaws in Xu Mo’s Sword Technique.
His saber always managed to turn danger into safety at critical moments, blocking her swords as if predicting her attacks.
Although Xu Mo was not exerting his full power, he still displayed some of his abilities.
Since he was working here, he naturally hoped that Lin Xi would value him more.
Even if it was just because of one time he aided in the ruins, Lin Xi remembered this favor.
<><>But favors can be used up.
To earn respect, one had to rely on one’s own abilities.
“Bang…”
As the swords parted, Xu Mo stepped back.
Lin Xi’s dark eyes watched Xu Mo, who was not retreating because he was hit but was forced back by sheer power.
She still hadn’t been able to breach the defense and was only suppressing Xu Mo with a higher Source Power Level.
“Your swordsmanship, did you develop it through fighting monsters?” Lin Xi asked, wondering how many monsters did it take to polish such skills?
She saw it clearly, Xu Mo’s saber technique had no specific form.
It was chaotic, yet very strong.
“Yes,” Xu Mo nodded.
“What’s your Source Power Fusion Degree?” Lin Xi asked further.
“I’ve never tested it,” Xu Mo replied.
Lin Xi revealed a hint of surprise, sixteen or seventeen-year-old of C-level top might.
Xu Mo’s Source Power Fusion Degree might have reached the B-level spectrum.
And he said he has never tested it.
It’s a pity to be a Desert Hunter, if Xu Mo had been born in the city, he would have no problem entering the Extraordinary Academy after studying.
“After the academy starts, I’ll take you there to test,” Lin Xi said.
“Okay,” Xu Mo nodded.
He was also curious, whether it was Qin Fu or Lin Xi, they had mentioned Source Power Fusion Degree.
Lin Xi arranged a place for Xu Mo and the others to stay.
Since arriving in this world, it was the most luxurious place they had ever lived in.
For the following period of time,
Xu Mo stayed at Lin Xi’s house.
His main task was to spar, with both Lin Jian and Lin Xi.
In addition, Lin Xi also taught him a lot of things, such as driving, including Lin Jian’s red sports car.
Apart from sparring, he was also responsible for accompanying Lin Jian when she went out.
The so-called “accompanying” was actually keeping an eye on her.
Lin Jian often went out at night, and the usual place she frequented was the bar.
This seemed to be the most popular form of entertainment for young people.
In this world, because of the emphasis on technology and personal cultivation, the entertainment industry is suppressed and hasn’t been developed, not like the previous life where people couldn’t stop once they had their smartphones.
Communicators only have a few simple functions: communication, information, news feed.
Lin Xi procured a Communicator for each of Xu Mo and the others using the identity card of someone else, so they could be contacted at any time.
At the moment, Xu Mo was harassed by Xiao Qi.
Light rays appeared on the Communicator on his wrist, projecting a screen in front of him, with Xiao Qi’s face on the other side.
“Brother Mo, look, this machinery factory is so big, no wonder Miss Lin Xi’s family is so rich,” Xiao Qi excitedly showed Xu Mo the view behind him.
“Focus on the job,” Xu Mo glared at him.
“Brother Mo, why don’t you make a sacrifice? I think Sister Butterfly would understand, and our future happiness will depend on you,” Xiao Qi continued.
Xu Mo directly clicked to close, and the screen disappeared immediately.
These days, he had gained a rough understanding of this world.
The war happened over three hundred years ago.
After the alien invasion erupted, Byron Star faced an apocalypse—people eventually built cities anew, but cities were isolated, each self-governing.
Only much later did they gradually connect, forming federations between cities to jointly defend against monsters.
At the same time, major cities began focusing on strength and established the Extraordinary Academy to cultivate elite combat members.
Students of the Extraordinary Academy, for the most part, had bright futures ahead of them.
Among them, some would become fighter pilots, some Mecha operators, some Mechanics, and others powerful Transcendents and Warship Commanders.
Generations of effort led to the emergence of a batch of extraordinary individuals on Byron Star.
The names of many were etched into the monument of human history.
“Ungrateful wretch.”
A voice came from behind— it was Lin Jian.
She had heard the conversation between Xu Mo and Xiao Qi and muttered disdainfully.
In recent days, Lin Xi had Xu Mo follow her, which made Lin Jian’s disdain for Xu Mo rise sharply.
“Is Miss Lin Jian going out?” Xu Mo saw Lin Jian walking towards the sports car.
Lin Jian ignored him.
Xu Mo got up and followed, taking the passenger seat.
Lin Jian gave Xu Mo a disdainful glance, then the vehicle started and shot forward.
The red sports car sped through the streets of Steel Dome City as if venting the dissatisfaction in her heart.
The vehicle stopped outside the Space Bar, the largest bar in the area.
Lin Jian got out without a second look, knowing that these days Lin Xi had taught Xu Mo to drive.
Xu Mo had no choice but to park the car for her.
Outside the Space Bar, a dazzling array of luxury cars was on display, their designs far cooler than those from past generations.
Entering the bar, a cacophony of sounds greeted them.
Xu Mo didn’t enjoy the atmosphere—too noisy and uncomfortable.
The pulsating music, and in the center of the stage, scantily clad dancers showed off their long legs, wildly expressing themselves.
Lin Jian sat down at a booth, drinking alone.
When someone tried to chat her up, she couldn’t be bothered to respond.
Xu Mo quietly stood behind Lin Jian.
Lin Jian turned her head and glared coldly at him, becoming more irritated.
She disliked being followed.
And her impression of Xu Mo was getting worse.
Of course, Xu Mo didn’t hold any favorable impression of Lin Jian either.
In his eyes, Lin Jian was essentially an ‘idiot’.
If Sister Butterfly had her status, perhaps she could play it perfectly.
Thinking of this, Xu Mo thought to himself that he must ensure Sister Butterfly lived a good life.
Lin Jian drank sullenly alone, but her mood did not seem to improve much.
“Long time no see, may I sit and have a few drinks?” A few people walked over and raised their glasses to Lin Jian.
“Not interested,” Lin Jian responded coldly.
“Miss Lin is still so cold.” The others didn’t mind Lin Jian’s attitude and sat down anyway.
Lin Jian frowned.
Someone approached to clink glasses with her.
Feeling annoyed, Lin Jian poured out the wine from her glass.
The other person laughed, picked up a bottle nearby, and poured Lin Jian another glass.
“Are you really going to be this unfriendly, Lin Jian?” the man asked with a smile.
“Miss Lin is truly aloof,” another person echoed.
“The elder Miss is certainly more approachable, an outstanding graduate of the Extraordinary Academy, the future Sect Leader of the Lin family.”
“And she’s got a great figure too,” a man across from her remarked with a lecherous look.
Lin Jian hurled the contents of her glass in the man’s face, though she harbored some resentment towards her sister Lin Xi, it was not for others to mock.
The man’s expression changed as he wiped the wine from his face, giving Lin Jian a sinister smile.
Lin Jian lost all interest and headed straight for the exit, with Xu Mo following.
The others exchanged looks and rose to follow as well.
Xu Mo frowned.
These people seemed to have come here to provoke intentionally.
“Boom, boom…”
Outside the bar, the roar of vehicles grew louder. Lin Jian floored the accelerator as soon as Xu Mo got into the car, speeding off down the road.
Several sports cars also shot out from the side, pursuing Lin Jian.
On the road, Lin Jian saw the vehicles catching up and pressed down hard on the accelerator.
Suddenly, the fiery red sports car blasted forward, blue energy flames spewing from the back.
The roads of Steel Dome City were incredibly wide, but even so, the high-speed chase was perilously thrilling.
Xu Mo sat in the co-driver’s seat with a tight frown.
He didn’t speak to remind Lin Jian.
He had a rough understanding of Lin Jian’s personality, speaking up would only provoke her to even more recklessness, especially since she had been drinking.
Drunk driving, Xu Mo didn’t know how to describe it.
The vehicles behind caught up and pulled up alongside Lin Jian’s car, on both the left and the right.
Some even glanced at Lin Jian with a challenging look in their eyes.
Xu Mo’s senses extended, permeating the vehicles of the adversaries.
He saw the man in the vehicle on the right talking to someone on the phone.
“Don’t worry, it’s almost done,” the man said, a cold glint in his eyes.
A chill ran through Xu Mo.
These people were not here by accident; it was a deliberate provocation.
They were aiming to cause an accident.
Xu Mo glanced at Lin Jian, unsure how to describe her.
She had effortlessly entered another’s trap.
Xu Mo’s senses expanded to their limit, covering the car and the ones on either side.
“Damn…” Lin Jian cursed while pounding on the steering wheel as she was boxed in.
In the middle of their high-speed pursuit, a truck suddenly loomed ahead, with cars on both sides and behind her.
Lin Xi’s face drained of color. She opened her mouth, her gaze filled with terror.
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