Above Destiny

Chapter 850 I'm going to kill you!

Just before Golden Hairy and his bewildered subordinates boarded the ship and left, on the cargo ship that arrived at Ro Island, the boy carrying a suitcase looked up and around at the novel scenery. As he passed by the riot cat, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the metal shell.

The riot cat paused, turned around, and after a smiling emoticon appeared on the screen above its head, it pointed outside.

A car had been parked next to the dock for a long time.

The car drove him through beaches and cities, stopping halfway up a mountain. When the car door opened, the boy saw the long-lost figure on the steps.

"It's all for the association's benefit, there's no trouble at all. As a master, I should set an example. It's just a small matter, please don't worry about it."

Ji Jue smiled warmly as he saw the guests off. Then, he turned to look at the boy waiting beside him, and the deliberate warmth and joy in his smile suddenly disappeared.

All that remains is the purest smile itself, without the need for politeness or pretense.

"You've grown taller, Xiao An."

Seeing that smile again, Xiao An was stunned for a moment. The slight tension and unfamiliarity she had felt along the way seemed to vanish, and she smiled back.

"Brother Ji Jue, it's been a long time."

"It's only been two months, what do you mean by 'long time'?" He reached out and ruffled Xiao An's hair. "Don't be so polite, come in, are you hungry?"

"Ate."

"Let's eat some more, I've prepared everything." Ji Jue rolled up his sleeves, looking very enthusiastic: "Braised pork noodles, no vegetables, if I remember correctly? Do you want shrimp?"

"Yes, I'll take it."

Xiao An's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly: "I can help!"

"I'll need your help later. Sit down and pour your own tea."

"Brother Ji Jue, where's the TV remote?"

"Look at this on the table."

"Found it! Can I eat the snacks?"

"Not before meals."

"……OK."

A few minutes later, the freshly cooked noodles were served. Ji Jue sat opposite her, watching Xiao An slurp the noodles with her head down, looking delicate and well-behaved, just like always.

They were completely different, yet in a daze, it seemed as if I saw another shadow.

She rested her chin on her hand and looked at herself.

When they notice your gaze, they'll look over with a half-smile.

"Brother Ji Jue, what are you looking at?"

Unfortunately, I can only imagine it; it's impossible for her to be that well-behaved.

"Brother Ji Jue?"

Xiao An looked up and asked again. Ji Jue was momentarily stunned, then realized what she meant and gave an awkward smile: "It's nothing, I was just worried that I wasn't prepared enough."

I'm already full.

After finishing her meal, Xiao An put down her chopsticks, sat up straight, and asked solemnly, "Do you need my help?"

"Yeah, more or less. I've been dealing with some troublesome things lately, and I'm stretched thin. After thinking it over, I realize I need a reliable person to keep an eye on things for me."

Ji Jue said, "Coincidentally, this will also help you get a lot of kills."

"Ok."

An Ran nodded without hesitation, which made Ji Jue chuckle: "Aren't you going to ask what it's for?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, Brother Ji Jue can't make a mistake when he arranges things."

Xiao An's matter-of-fact expression made him feel ashamed. He gestured for him to wait a moment, then walked towards the workshop. When he came out, he was carrying two boxes.

"This is for you."

Ji Jue told him, "We originally planned to save up more and get everything, but unfortunately, we can't find anything else. Let's just make do for now. If we have the chance later, I'll help you look for something else."

Upon opening the first box, a strong smell of paper dust and ink wafted out. Wrapped in layers of padding were four ancient books. Unfortunately, due to their age and inadequate preservation, many pages were damaged by insects, rodents, and the passage of time.

Unlike some people who get a headache and want to run away as soon as they see a book, Xiao An picked up the book properly, turned a couple of pages, and then froze on the spot.

"This is……"

"The lineage of the Blade Tooth family... I remember your [Sword Echo] comes from the Gu family of the Blade Tooth family, right?"

Ji Jue said, "Although the Gu family is gone, there was still a branch in the Central Plains before. I invested some businesses there, and the locals were quite enthusiastic, always wanting to help me with small things... It was easy and effortless."

Brother Ni Lin is ultimately an honest man; he always does his best to fulfill the Wolf Lord's orders. Now that the old men like Dabit have something to look forward to, upon hearing that Ji Jue needs something, they immediately and without hesitation start digging out their own resources.

No matter how dilapidated Bai Bang is, its ancestors were once wealthy. As a legitimate descendant of the Bai Lu lineage, their collections are countless. After searching through the priest king's secret warehouse and piecing together what they had on hand, they actually managed to gather quite a few items.

Feeling that the matter had not been handled well enough, Dabit mobilized all the old Dengs to secretly travel around Middle-earth several times, tracing history, digging up countless desolate graves, filling in many gaps, and also including many speculations, conjectures, and the secrets of the Scaled Clan.

To ensure that the core secret technique of the Blade Tooth lineage, the Four Seasons Sword, can replicate the original appearance to the greatest extent possible.

"Unfortunately, Qingyang and Baizang have been lost, leaving only some fragments. The only complete ones are Zhuming and Xuanying. Try to learn them first. If you have any problems, don't force yourself. I'll take you to those old guys for after-sales service later."

"Thank you, Brother Ji Jue."

Xiao An did not refuse and accepted the inheritance before him with proper etiquette, which made Ji Jue even happier. He placed the second long, rectangular box in front of him and solemnly clapped his hands:
"see this!"

He said expectantly, "For the Sword Echo lineage, the most important thing is still to have a sword, right?"

In the silence, a faint chirping sound suddenly arose.

Just as Xiao An reached out her hand...

The pitch-black box trembled slightly, and a few tiny specks of dust that had just landed on it suddenly rose into the air, startled and disturbed. The spiritual circuits sealed on the box also appeared out of thin air, suppressing the internal disturbances, but unable to stop the distant and deep resonance from spreading out.

The sword in its sheath sang a joyful song.

As if sensing the user who was right next to it, the unsheathed blade, after being forged, let out an excited howl, which actually caused Anran's own matrix to vibrate.

It's as if we were born as one, inseparable.

This weapon was originally designed according to the form and requirements inherited by the Sword Cry lineage. How could it be awkward and distant when facing its true master?

The afternoon sun slanted in through the window, falling on the sword and shattering it as if it had been cut by the blade, bursting into thousands of dazzling fragments of light.

As the spiritual energy flowed and circulated, the sword rang incessantly, gradually shedding its iron luster, becoming clear and ethereal like crystal, dazzling and radiant.

As the sword blade approached the young man's eyes, a wisp of light seemed to fall into his dark eyes, causing the murderous intent and ferocity hidden in the darkness to rise like flames, becoming uncontrollable.

"Hello."

The boy examined it closely, chuckled, and introduced himself: "My name is An Ran."

The clanging of sword blades was incessant.

It sounded like cheers. "Brother Ji Jue, can I name it?"

Xiao An looked up excitedly.

Ji Jue nodded.

This step was originally intended for him.

Only when the user personally signs their name can the spiritual shackles be broken and the true unity of man and sword begin.

"..."

In a brief moment of contemplation, Xiao An stared intently at the shimmering light on the blade, murmuring softly, "I once heard my grandfather say that the Four Seasons Sword is infinitely wondrous, its strikes flowing like a mighty river, a mighty torrent that never returns. With a single stroke, all worldly grievances are extinguished."

That kind of realm is too far away for me to even dream of, but since Brother Ji Jue thinks I deserve such a gift, I'd like to give it a try—”

He raised the longsword in his hand, as if seeking an opinion: "From today onwards, you will be called 'Lihen' (meaning 'Parting Sorrow'), how about that?"

The clanging of swords rang out once more, as if they were singing with excitement!
In that instant, the sword of parting in the boy's hand suddenly trembled. On the originally clear and ethereal blade, illusory light of blue, red, white and black changed in a complex and overlapping manner, and finally disappeared completely.

Only a faint, almost imperceptible outline appeared in Anran's hand with the sudden breeze, constantly shifting and changing!

With casual strokes, the sword swept across the tables, chairs, and surrounding furnishings without leaving any wounds or cracks. Yet, wherever the blade passed, all the dust was cleanly and neatly cleaved in two.

Even after shedding its physical form, its fierce spirit only grows stronger and more ferocious, unafraid of substance, yet surpassing it in its power!

"No, wait..."

Ji Jue was taken aback. He picked up the summary written by the old men in the ancient book next to him, examined it carefully, and then looked up at An Ran's hand.

They even doubted their own eyes.

From existence to non-existence, and then from non-existence to existence, the exquisite transformation between the presence and absence of the sword blade at this moment is clearly the most core secret of the Sword Echo lineage, the foundation for entering the Four Seasons Sword – [Sword Qi Transformation]!
The technique, which was originally vague and fragmented in ancient books and was barely pieced together by the guesses and deductions of many old Deng people, was now so easily completed in An Ran's hands!

Although An Ran, who ran away from home, was not qualified to touch the Flying Light, as a descendant of the White Deer lineage, the An family had already inscribed the common foundation of all White Deer lineages into An Ran's body through cruel training and tempering.

Over the years, his study and use of the sword's cry have made him a master of the application and control of this matrix. However, without the matching skills and conditions, he can only use the matrix of blade teeth to reproduce the direction of the hunter's finger. Apart from the sword energy enhancement, there are bound to be some deficiencies and compromises in other aspects.

The moment the sword, tailor-made for him based on the legacy of the sword tooth, fell into Ji Jue's hands, the final barrier was easily broken through and overcome.

With the incomplete outline and vague description, the sword energy merged naturally!

Unlike the wild white deer of the past, An Ran, even though she has only mastered the most basic aspects of the secret teachings, is now fully qualified to call herself 'Knife Tooth'!

If he can achieve something on this path in the future, he might be able to continue the legacy of the Gu family and establish another lineage in the wilderness, thus becoming a sect patriarch.

However, An Ran, who had just achieved the initial stage of mastery of the divine skill, felt no excitement. Upon realizing what was happening, her expression suddenly froze, and fear appeared on her face.

"If my sister knew..."

The younger brother, who ran away from home and went against the grain, didn't think about coming home quickly. Instead, he actually went to learn another family's tradition and refused to turn back. This is no longer something that can be solved with a beating!
It will take at least several meals!

"Don't worry, if she dares to come, I'll beat her up for you!"

Ji Jue patted his chest and assured me firmly, "You have no idea, she doesn't even dare to raise her voice in front of me!"

"Really?" An Ran was overjoyed.

"Really, really!"

Ji Jue nodded repeatedly, feeling guilty, and forced a smile—compared to his own problems, little brother, your hatred level doesn't even rank high.

If we both fell into the river and we only had one gun, your sister might just mow me down with a single burst.

Xiao An, without a doubt, nodded repeatedly, her words sincere:
"Brother Ji Jue is amazing!"

"That's not true! I'm telling you..."

Ji Jue was about to continue his spiel when, for some reason, he suddenly felt a chill at the base of his neck.

Subconsciously, out of suspicion, I peered around.

After realizing he had scared himself, he coughed awkwardly twice, knowing he couldn't continue the conversation.

He hurriedly asked:
"Um, cough cough... how long of leave did you take this time?"

"I don't know."

Xiao An blinked blankly: "I used up all the annual leave I'd saved up over the years... It must have been about thirty or forty days, right?"

When this was mentioned, he immediately became worried: "I left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to tell Huahua-jie. I wonder if she can manage all by herself?"
Should I go back soon?

"Don't worry, just relax and enjoy yourself in the seven cities, treat it as a vacation."

Ji Jue glanced down at the message on his phone and smiled slightly: "As for Yacheng, I have other plans!"

Earlier, in the early morning in Yacheng, at the Security Bureau branch.

With a crisp creak of the elevator, a line of burly, heavily armed figures filed out, filling the corridor in a dense, overwhelming mass.

A knock came at the door.

The bewildered "left-behind child" had just pushed open the door when he froze on the spot.

Good heavens...

What is this?

The burly woman at the head of the group grinned. "Excuse me, are you Miss Tong Hua?"

"...Yes, it's me."

Tong Hua shrank back a little, staring at her suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Snapped!
With a crisp, synchronized sound, those burly figures suddenly straightened up, stomped their feet, and raised their hands in salute. Their uniform movements almost shook the entire floorboards. The blood flames of the cult surged, and their shouts were deafening.
"—The Yacheng Special Operations Team of the Coastal Industrial Security Department is at your service!"

"What the heck?!"

The child was shocked and speechless.

The eldest woman at the head of the group smiled even more warmly, raised her hands, and respectfully handed over a slip of paper.

【I've borrowed Xiao An. Don't worry about her; she'll definitely return her before Sister Wen comes back!】

At the very end of the hastily written text was a completely abstract smiley face, along with a reminder: "Take good care of the house!"

"So this guy surnamed Ji has completely lost his humanity, hasn't he?!"

Amidst the onslaught of barking dogs, Tong Hua, in a fit of rage, lashed out again. Afterward, like a tragic heroine in a melodrama, she was overcome with sorrow:

"First it was Sister Wen, then Xiao An. You're about to tear this family apart!"

The thought that even Old Zhang might poach her, leaving her behind, intensified her grief and anger, and she flew into a rage once more.
"—I'm going to kill you!!!"

Several hours later, Ling Shuo finally finished his long string of words.

In the deathly silence, Xiao An lowered her head blankly, staring at the long list in her hand, racking her brains. Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden enlightenment, she understood:

"I don't really understand, but we just need to kill them all, right?"
(End of this chapter)