People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

When the two crimson ancestral symbols in mid-air came into view, and the light and shadow slowly settled, Ling Qingzhu, who had been quietly watching for a long time, finally moved her eyes slightly and slowly withdrew her gaze from the map of the territory formed by spiritual power in front of her.

"Xiao Ling, since you already knew the whereabouts of the Ancestral Symbols, you must also know which two of the eight Ancestral Symbols of Heaven and Earth are indicated by these two imprints?"

She turned her head, her cool gaze falling on Xiao Ling, and asked softly and gently in a calm tone, "..."

"Of course I know that the two ancestral symbols recorded in this Talisman Master Tower are the famous Devouring Ancestral Symbol and Thunder Ancestral Symbol, two of the eight great ancestral symbols. And the red dot that is currently marked within the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty and is closest to us corresponds to the hiding place of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol."

Faced with Ling Qingzhu's question, Xiao Ling remained calm and composed, his face showing no emotion. He simply nodded slightly and answered in a measured and confident tone,
In fact, with Xiao Ling's current perspective and experience, coupled with his knowledge of the specific location and birth opportunities of the Ancestral Symbols from his previous life, even without the help of the map of the Ancestral Symbols in front of him, he already knew the whereabouts of the two Ancestral Symbols perfectly.

However, by using the ancient mark left by the Talisman Master Tower to confirm the precise spatial coordinates once again, it saves the trouble of searching for traces everywhere in the future, which is quite convenient.

After silently memorizing the precise spatial locations of the two ancestral symbols, Xiao Ling slowly withdrew his outstretched fingertips.

As the pure and vast spiritual power at his fingertips slowly merged into his body, the terrain map in mid-air, formed by spiritual patterns, gradually dimmed, its light slowly dissipating into tiny specks of shimmering light that drifted away and finally silently dissolved into the air of the ninth floor of the Rune Master Tower, leaving no trace behind.

Xiao Ling raised his eyes and glanced at the desolate and lonely environment inside the tower, then spoke calmly.
"Now that we have confirmed all the clues to the Ancestral Symbol, this place is of no further use. There is no need for us to stay in this Symbol Master Tower any longer. Let's go and leave this place first."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huanhuan's bright eyes instantly lit up, her face filled with childlike excitement and anticipation. She quickly stepped forward, her tone full of eager curiosity as she pressed for more information.
"Big brother, shall we set off immediately to retrieve that Devouring Ancestral Symbol?"

Ever since she learned that the Ancestral Symbol was a top-tier treasure in the world, she had longed to see it. She had never seen such an ancient wonder before, and now her mind was completely focused on the Ancestral Symbol. She couldn't wait to witness its divine power firsthand.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling gently shook his head, not agreeing to Ying Huanhuan's wish, but simply speaking in a calm tone,

"No rush. Let's postpone the matter of the Ancestral Symbol for now and go to another place first."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huanhuan's excitement vanished almost instantly, replaced by confusion and disappointment. She pouted, her face full of bewilderment, and asked...

"What place could be more important than searching for the Ancestral Symbol?"

Seeing the little girl's dejected and disappointed face, Xiao Ling's smile deepened, and a mysterious, unfathomable smile appeared on his lips. He deliberately kept her in suspense and said slowly and gently:

"Hehe, don't worry, you'll know when we get there."

……

Beyond Yan City, the surrounding territory stretches for hundreds of miles, surrounded by rolling hills and dotted with rural settlements.

Not far from Yan City lies a small border town of moderate size and unremarkable history, Qingyang Town.

This town was built on the territory of Yan City and was under the jurisdiction of Tiandu County. It had a small territory and although the martial arts practice was popular, it was still located in a remote area with scarce resources. It could not be considered a place with a strong foundation. In the entire territory of the Great Yan Dynasty, it had always been unknown and inconspicuous.

Within the territory of Qingyang Town, the power structure is clearly defined, with each side checking and balancing the others and not easily provoking the others.

Aside from the three long-established local martial arts families of Lin, Lei, and Xie, the only other major martial arts force in the town is the Mad Blade Martial Arts School, which has a decent reputation and recruits students year-round to teach rudimentary martial arts techniques. It serves as the foundation for martial arts cultivation in the town.

The three families and their martial arts schools are located in different places, constantly competing with each other in secret and open battles, which has formed the unchanging martial arts landscape of Qingyang Town for many years.

Among these three prominent families, the Lin family of Qingyang Town has the most unique origins. Their background may seem ordinary, but in fact, they have a very deep history.

The Lin family originated from the Lin clan, one of the eight top powers of the Great Yan Dynasty. It is a legitimate branch of the clan. The current ancestor of the Lin family, Lin Zhentian, worked hard to build the family business from scratch and gradually established it in Qingyang Town, passing it down from generation to generation to this day.

Unfortunately, this branch of the Lin family has always been an unofficial offshoot of the Lin clan, lacking legitimacy and status, and has never received any resources or legitimate protection from the clan.

The vast Lin clan had branches throughout the various states and counties of the Great Yan Dynasty, numbering in the countless.

However, the clan rules are strict and the laws are clear. Only branches that perform outstandingly, make meritorious contributions, and pass the clan's rigorous assessments in each clan competition and clan meeting can be formally accepted by the clan and promoted to the inner clan of the Lin clan. They can then enjoy preferential treatment in clan resources, inheritance of cultivation techniques, and a respected status. From then on, they can leap over the dragon gate and rise to the top in one step.

The Lin family of Qingyang Town was once thriving and had a great momentum. Martial artists emerged one after another and strong people appeared frequently. The family's fortune steadily rose and it was in an unprecedented period of prosperity. It was only one step away from being promoted to an inner clan and joining the orthodox lineage.

Everyone thought that as long as they survived one clan meeting, the Lin family of Qingyang Town would be able to achieve their goal and completely rise to prominence.

But life is unpredictable, and fate can be cruel.

At the last Lin clan meeting, all the hopes and future of the Lin family in Qingyang Town were shattered in one fell swoop.

At that clan gathering, the Lin family poured all its resources and placed all its hopes on Lin Xiao, a peerless genius with the greatest talent and potential that the Lin family had only seen once in a century, to represent the entire branch in the War Front, hoping to settle the score in one battle and win a place for the Lin family within the clan.

No one could have predicted that the outcome of this battle would be so tragic and unacceptable.

Lin Xiao had only been on stage for a short while when, in the first round of the clan competition, he was overwhelmingly crushed by the number one genius of the Lin clan. In just one move, he was severely injured and defeated, with no power to fight back.

Even though the opponent was a prodigy from the clan, whose strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, such a crushing defeat still shattered the reputation of the Lin family in Qingyang Town, shattered their hopes, and made them a laughingstock of the entire clan.

One defeat, and all is lost.

Lin Xiao not only lost the clan competition, shattering the Lin family's lifelong dream of advancing to the inner clan, but he himself also suffered severe damage in that fierce battle. His meridians were shattered by his opponent's violent and tyrannical Yuan Power, severely damaging his foundation. His cultivation plummeted, causing him to fall directly from the position of a Heavenly Origin Realm expert, his cultivation completely ruined, and he was no longer the powerful figure he once was. Once infinitely glorious, now fallen into the dust.

Since that battle, Lin Xiao's cultivation was completely destroyed, and he suffered both physical and mental damage, never to recover.

Disheartened, he no longer wanted to stay in the main Lin family residence and be at the mercy of others, nor did he want to face the strange looks from the clan members. So he simply took his wife, children, and elderly parents and moved away from the core of the Lin family residence, away from the strife and noise. He moved alone to a small mountain in the deepest part of the Lin family territory, the most remote and desolate place, to live in seclusion and not care about worldly affairs.

The Lin family of Qingyang Town, once the second strongest Heavenly Origin Realm expert after the family head Lin Zhentian, has lost its glory, power, and resources, and has ended up living a desolate life in the deep mountains.

A genius of his generation, who spent half his life in poverty, is a tragic figure, casting a long-lasting shadow of decline over the Lin family of Qingyang Town.

……

At noon, the blazing sun hung high in the sky, its scorching golden rays spreading across the entire secluded mountain peak. Heat waves surged through the mountains and fields, and the rising heat swirled among the trees. Even the surrounding air seemed to distort and sway slightly under the heat, and the oppressive heat was overwhelming.

"Ho...ho..."

From the quiet depths of the dense forest behind the mountaintop, a series of heavy, muffled breaths suddenly rang out, short and rapid, revealing a tenacious strength of gritted teeth and perseverance, which was particularly clear in the silent forest.

Following the sound, a thin, frail young man stood firmly in a horse stance on a flat clearing in the woods, motionless.

The boy stood ramrod straight, his legs firmly planted on the ground, every muscle and bone in his body stretched to its limit, his muscles taut and focused, gathering strength and power.

With each breath, he coordinated his qi and blood circulation, strengthening his muscles and bones. Despite the scorching sun, he gritted his teeth and dared not relax even for a moment.

The boy's shoulders, knees, and other areas were all bound with heavy, dark iron weights. The heavy weights pressed down on his body, causing his entire skeleton to sag slightly.

Scalding sweat rolled down the boy's dark forehead, slid down his cheeks and neck, soaked through his clothes, and dripped onto the ground along the lines of his skin. Even the iron blocks binding his body were wet and hot from the profuse sweat, glistening with layers of moisture.

Beside the bluestone at the edge of the open space, stood a small girl dressed in simple light-colored clothes.

The girl's features were exquisitely beautiful, her skin was as white as snow, and she was still young. Her figure was delicate and charming. At such a young age, she had already been born with a stunning appearance and an extraordinary temperament, which amazed people at first sight.

At this moment, her clear and bright eyes gazed quietly at the young man who was diligently cultivating his body in front of her. Her gaze was gentle and clear. She stood quietly to the side, watching the young man grit his teeth and cultivate under the scorching sun, day after day, without ever looking away.

Just as the boy was engrossed in his arduous training and focused on physical conditioning, Qing Tan, who was quietly observing from the side, suddenly lost all color in her once delicate and exquisitely beautiful face, turning ashen white and devoid of any rosy vitality.

Wisps of bone-chilling cold, clearly visible to the naked eye, seeped out from her petite and delicate body and slowly spread. The icy chill permeated her body and the surrounding ground, and in an instant, a layer of fine, translucent white ice flakes condensed on the bluestone ground and the surrounding vegetation. The chill was so intense that the sweltering midday heat was instantly dispelled.

"Oh no... the Yin energy within Qingtan's body has flared up again..."

Lin Dong, who was practicing his horse stance and enduring heavy training, keenly sensed that the surrounding temperature had suddenly dropped, and a chilling coldness rushed towards him, causing him to shiver and feel a chill to the bone.

His heart sank suddenly, and he immediately looked up. His gaze fell on Qing Tan beside him, and his expression changed drastically.

At this moment, Qingtan was clenching her pink teeth tightly, her thin and petite body trembling uncontrollably. Fine beads of cold sweat instantly covered her forehead, and her delicate and tender face was completely covered with unbearable pain. Her brows were furrowed, and her whole body was enduring unimaginable suffering.

Seeing this, Lin Dong's heart clenched instantly, and his anxious expression could no longer be contained. He rushed to Qing Tan's side, his voice hurried and flustered:

"Qingtan! Hold on, I'll go get Father right now!"

Seeing Qingtan in unbearable pain, Lin Dong only wanted to quickly call his father, Lin Xiao, to see if there was any way to alleviate her suffering.

But just as he was about to turn around and leave, Qingtan, enduring the piercing cold pain surging within her body, hurriedly stretched out her icy little hand and tightly gripped the hem of Lin Dong's clothes.

The moment their fingertips touched, a chilling aura instantly spread upwards, condensing into a thin layer of ice crystals on Lin Dong's clothes, the coldness penetrating to the bone.

Qingtan gritted her teeth, her voice weak and trembling, and struggled to stop her: "Don't go... It's no use... I'll just bear it myself and get through it."

Qingtan had experienced this strange and chilling aura suddenly erupting countless times since she was a child.

Every so often, an extremely domineering, cold and piercing eerie power would surge uncontrollably from her body, rampaging through her meridians and bones. Each attack caused her excruciating pain, as if her bones and muscles were being repeatedly frozen and cracked by ice, causing her immense suffering.

Over the years, no one knows how many times she silently endured the torment of the cold poison, suffering unimaginable pain and torment at such a young age.

Even though Lin Xiao, whose cultivation had once reached the Heavenly Origin Realm, knew that Qing Tan had been suffering from such cold poison for many years, he was helpless and had no way to deal with it.

In his early years, Lin Xiao felt sorry for his daughter's suffering and once tried to forcefully expel the strange coldness in Qing Tan's body by expending his own pure Yuan energy. However, the coldness was extremely strange and domineering, and not only could it not be forcibly expelled, it also backfired on her.

After that attack, Lin Xiao himself was invaded by the cold poison, suffering severe injuries. He had to stay in bed for half a month to recover before he could slowly dissolve and expel the residual cold energy in his body. He almost suffered permanent damage to his cultivation foundation.

Since then, no one has dared to offer help rashly.

Therefore, every time Qingtan's internal cold poison flared up, both Lin Dong and Lin Xiao could only stand by, their hearts breaking as they watched her endure the excruciating pain, curling up and trembling. They were filled with anxiety and heartache, yet utterly helpless, unable to do anything to help her in the slightest. They could only watch as she bore this unbearable agony alone. (End of Chapter)