Xue Lingxi is what now? (3)

Chapter 73: Xue Lingxi is what now? (3)

After changing into a new set of inner wears, I laid down on the bed. Today was one of the much-needed days off from training, as even Long Bai had started losing hope and motivation that I might be able to awaken an extra meridian.

'Sir, can you please show me Xue Lingxi's screen again?'

Ding—

[Name: Xue Lingxi

....]

And so, the whole screen reappeared in front of me. I skipped the beginning and threw my gaze at the physique description. I read through the whole two paragraphs without much change in expression. This screen was not mine, so there was no reason for me to flail my arms around in excitement or act shocked.

I promised myself not to act like I knew nothing. I should try to act more mature, as I am about to reach adulthood.

'So this is the reason why her face is covered in ulcers. Well, that answers one of my questions, but there are still two more questions left unanswered,' I thought as my knuckles lightly tapped the head of my bed, creating rhythmic sounds.

Then my gaze fell on the luck section, where it said it was green in color. 'Will it be better than Jin Meiyu's, equal, or much lower than hers?' I thought as I remembered how Sir introduced Xue Lingxi.

"Ding—

[Antagonist/Rival of Daughter of Destiny Jin Meiyu Detected – Xue Lingxi]"

I wanted to know more about the green luck, and slowly, information appeared in my mind regarding what rank and benefits existed for people who had this type of luck.

Green Luck – also known as Survivor's Fate, the lowest tier of good fortune, granting the ability to narrowly escape disasters. These people often struggle but survive, eventually obtaining small treasures or hidden legacies after much hardship.

Well, this luck is clearly leagues below the luck Jin Meiyu had—Orange Luck.

Then, finally, my eyes fell on the first paragraph of Xue Lingxi's background description—that's what I had named this feature, as it worked more or less the same way. My back, still touching the soft bed, was drenched in sweat. Though I had the urge to react with a loud scream of "What?!!!!", I pressed my lips together, and the stone on my tongue pressed against my gums, lightly grazing it, causing it to bleed. But not much, as I gulped it down and rubbed my tongue on the wound to try and make the pain go away. The benefits of having a long tongue—even with the stone pressing down on it, I was able to reach the wound with much effort.

Hehehe...

A bitter laugh escaped my lips as I had finally read the whole four paragraphs and finally found the answers I was looking for—or was curious about.

The whole four paragraphs could be summarized into five words: Xue Lingxi has been reborn.

Yin Veil Chrysalis Physique.

The physique that made it possible for Xue Lingxi to be where she is today. That was why, when we first visited the technique hall, she was naturally attracted to the Daoist techniques section—it was because Daoist techniques cultivate the Laws. The Yin Veil Chrysalis Physique enhances the wielder's comprehension of Yin-based arts, grants extraordinary regeneration, and amplifies their talent in techniques related to ice, darkness, and the soul. Ice and darkness were also counted as Daoist techniques, and people who had the talent to comprehend them were almost the ultimate rare-grade type of people.

Law—

It was a concept that most cultivators could only dream of grasping. To the untrained, it was nothing more than a grand, distant idea, something spoken of in ancient texts or by reclusive sages. But for those who truly understood, Law was the essence of the world itself.

Fire, ice, wind, water—these were not just simple elements. They followed rules, patterns, principles that dictated their very existence. A mortal could light a fire with a spark, a cultivator could summon flames with spiritual energy, but one who grasped the Law of Fire did not simply control flames—they became one with its truth. Their fire would not be bound by common sense. It would burn underwater, devour the air itself, or even exist without heat, depending on their comprehension.

Laws were not something one could practice like a sword technique or memorize like an incantation. They had to be comprehended. It was why only the most talented or the most fortunate ever reached the realm of Law. A thousand cultivators could practice a fire technique, but only one might glimpse the true Law behind it.

And those who could grasp a Law, even a fragment of one, were destined to rise above the ordinary.

"I am not jealous." I tried to convince my heart, which was in turmoil after reading about Xue Lingxi's life experience. Why did he not inherit Daos like Fire, Water, Lightning, etc.? What use was even the Dao of Silence?

As a young youth, though he had maturity and thinking beyond his age, that was because his childhood experiences forced him to mature early. But somewhere inside him, there was still a child who once had fantasies—fantasies of burning Demon Beasts by creating a sea of fire, flooding the whole sect with his Dao of Water if someone hurt his friends, or even commanding Lightning. Appearing at any place in the world while carrying a storm with me that announced to the world that the Thunder Emperor had arrived. Having the thunder tribulation that cultivators face when they reach the Gold Core Realm dance between my fingertips, and throwing lightning strikes on my enemies.

But with the Dao of Silence... For God's sake, I was not some assassin arriving without a sound and going away without a sound, never taking credit for whatever he did, as no one would even know that he had taken action. As I am still young, I would be able to find enjoyment in acting like the mysterious helper, but the moment cunning people notice that this mysterious helper never reveals himself, there would be others who would start impersonating him and taking away his credits.

And slowly, with time, his heart that was passionate about helping others would start to wane.

I massaged my chest, where that ten-sided shape resided. Hurry up and unlock new powers, or else I will be forced to depend on The Sir, who has promised me twice the rewards whenever I invest in the major antagonist and protagonist.