Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

For the Sigma Clan, they could consider selling the half-mountain they obtained eighty years ago, even the price could be negotiated.

There’s no way around it, their Supreme got into some trouble, so it’s fine to send out the industry the way it came.

What they couldn’t endure was that after the other party bought the half-mountain, they wanted to buy the rest.

But that can’t really be sold, as the Imperial people’s family concept is strong, and the link to this concept is, of course, the ancestors.

The Blade people particularly value this, selling ancestral property is indeed a decline of the family, disrespecting the ancestors.

As for who the buyer is, it’s said to be the Tata Clan from Central City, which also has a Supreme presiding.

This clan primarily engages in transportation and mining, has shares in multiple commercial groups, and vast connections.

Before Qinghu’s advancement to Supreme, the Sigma Clan really wasn’t a match for Tata.

However, when Qinghu advanced, she was still quite young, and her rise was very rapid, soon recognized as a Strong Supreme.

Under such circumstances, at least the two families could now rival each other.

Moreover, Tata’s Supreme, Adol, is over forty years older than Qinghu.

If Tata doesn’t have a new Supreme appear, barring any surprises, in fifty years they will surely fall behind Sigma.

But the situation now is very subtle.

Many spectators know a lot of inside information, yet no one understands why Tata is making it so difficult for Sigma.

Some believe the Tata Clan, in shipping, also needs to establish a sufficiently large stronghold in White Harbor City.

Others think Tata aims to expand business outside the Star Domain, acting on behalf of the government to suppress Sigma.

Still, some people say they know people from the Sigma Clan, and they themselves don’t understand why they’re targeted.

In short, most of the spectators still sympathize with the Sigma Clan.

Not that the Sigma Clan has a particularly good reputation, it’s purely because... everyone is from White Harbor City.

Groups with a strong sense of regionalism have intense small collective sentiments, which is not surprising.

Just as the opposing parties were about to engage, the City Guard arrived.

Over three hundred City Guards came, all fully armed, with armored vehicles, and flying Mechas appeared in the sky.

The City Guard forcibly dispersed the two sides, and set up a line of caution, declaring that anyone daring to cross would be shot directly.

However, the leading B-level City Guard surprisingly said, "If you really want to fight, do it at night, don’t bother people, right?"

This kind of statement... has a very Blade characteristic.

By dusk, the opposing sides gradually dispersed, and more than half of the spectators also left.

But nearly a thousand people remained, showing the Blade people indeed love watching the commotion.

Not long after, Qinghu also followed Qu Jianlei’s scent to find the place.

Her complexion wasn’t good, and upon meeting she muttered in a low voice, "Has Adol gone mad?"

For someone who generally remains calm and unruffled, saying this already means she’s quite upset.

Granny Jia gave her an astonished glance, "You don’t know why they’re targeting your family either?"

Qinghu shook her head upon hearing this, used a mental suggestion method, and asked two clan members, "The clan members also don’t know."

Qu Jianlei asked solemnly, "Does this Adol have any connection with the Cyan Blade Commerce Association?"

If so, he wouldn’t mind dealing with the rascal.

It’s just how to deal with the Tata Clan would be Qinghu’s consideration, he wouldn’t overstep his bounds.

"Not really central," Qinghu replied straightforwardly, "The Cyan Blade Commerce Association has many peripheral organizations and a loose alliance."

Qu Jianlei suddenly remembered something, "In this case, there isn’t an acquaintance of yours among the Supremes I took down, is there?"

Qinghu responded calmly, "There are a few I know, but I left Blade a long time ago."

"Though that Amestina who escaped from you, has a decent relationship with me."

Amestina... Qu Jianlei pondered and finally recalled the woman, "Then what do you mean now?"

"I will go take out Adol," Qinghu replied without hesitation, "A little intimidation will suffice."

She wasn’t planning to take action, but relying on the Supreme in her family to bully her kin, this she can’t bear.

Celestial Sound suddenly spoke, "Will you use your original identity?"

Qinghu was momentarily stunned, then realized her intention, and smiled, "Maybe... make it somewhat ambiguous."

Avenging with one’s original identity is certainly normal, but why get entangled in potential trouble?

Granny Jia also suddenly spoke, "Careful, it’s a trap."

This hint indeed left Qinghu stunned, "Am I that important?"

Is it a question of your importance? Granny Jia didn’t say much more, just smiled, "We are a team now."

"Alright," Qu Jianlei didn’t want to continue this topic, so he spoke, "If you’re going to obscure, do it thoroughly."

"Let’s first pilot the Omen Ship off."

They ventured into the deeper mountains, first settled a Teleportation Array Plate, then teleported back to the Star Port.

After the group piloted the Omen Ship into the air, they then teleported from space back near the Star Port, finally arriving at Central City.

Qinghu couldn’t even refuse their company—because it might be a trap.

The Tata Clan is widely distributed in the city, with branches and offshoots, numbering over ten thousand even excluding relatives.

The Supreme of the family, Adol, lived in a manor at the foot of a mountain on the outskirts of the city.

The Tata Clan had purchased the surrounding land, covering an area of over ten square kilometers.

There weren’t many people in the manor, just over a hundred, handling the manor’s daily cleaning tasks.

However, despite the few people, the defenses were quite strict, with numerous surveillance systems and unmanned intelligent weapons.

They even claimed that the defensive capabilities here could rival those of the Planet Governor’s residence.

This level of defense was excessive, with many heavy weapons not permitted for civilian ownership.

But, well, everyone understood the Blade folks, especially when it came to a Supreme ensuring their own safety.

Adol had basically stayed in the manor for nearly twenty years.

However, he rarely made appearances; unless there was a particularly significant matter, he would seldom show up.

According to the Tata Clan, their Supreme was researching some kind of scholarly pursuit and had reached a critical stage.

Some even speculated that perhaps the Supreme was researching how to advance further.

In any case, few people came and went here, yet the defenses were absolutely stringent, with occasional intruders being killed.

No matter how overbearing the Blade folks were, this was originally Tata’s private domain and a place for Supreme’s secluded cultivation. Who would dare to cause trouble?

Over time, this place became known as a forbidden zone in Central City.

Qu Jianlei and his team approached the manor under the cover of night, and the defenses proved to be quite formidable.

But the Big Head Butterfly spun happily, "In a place like this, I’ll handle everything... you just finish the final strike."

Qu Jianlei glanced at Granny Jia, "You stay outside and assist them, the three of us will go in."

The old lady hesitated and asked, "Do we really have to go in now? I can conjure rain tomorrow."

"No need," Qu Jianlei shook his head, "who knows if it’ll be rain or snow then."

"Besides, there are too many alarms and traps in the manor; a slight mistake could trigger them."

At that moment, the Big Head Butterfly spun again, "Found the person, this guy is 500 meters underground."

Then it sent him an image.

In a vast, dim room, a skinny, bald old man was sitting there meditating.

"There’s no direct camera on him; this is thermal imaging converted, but not too far off."

"Shh," Qu Jianlei frowned, a slight unease creeping into his mind, feeling something was amiss.

He pondered for a while and looked at the Paranoid suspiciously, "Do you feel anything?"

"Feel... nothing," the Paranoid shook his head, "I haven’t released any perception, should I?"

"No," Qu Jianlei shook his head, "let’s go in first."

Qinghu, though silent and reticent, was quick-witted. She spoke softly, "If things don’t look right... no need to force it."

"It’s not the kind of wrong you think," Qu Jianlei shook his head, "forget it, let’s go in first and then talk, follow me."

After entering the manor and walking a ways further, the feeling in Qu Jianlei’s heart grew stronger.

"Little Lake, shield the areas we’ve passed and be ready to take over the control center at any moment."

The Big Head Butterfly spun, "Understood, but there’s a ninety percent chance there’s no ambush around."

"Yeah, I know," Qu Jianlei nodded slightly, "it’s the issue with Adol himself."

Once Little Lake finished the shielding, he straightforwardly led Qinghu and the Paranoid into the hall of the rear building.

There really weren’t many people in the manor. After long periods of peace, they had become quite reliant on the defense system here.

During such a night, no one was guarding the hall.

"This guy..." the Paranoid, well aware of Little Lake’s presence, muttered softly, "is indeed useful."

But the next moment, he frowned, "Hmm, why does something feel off?"

How dare you speak so freely? Qinghu glanced at him suspiciously, had there been a breakthrough in his voice control?

"Speak quietly, it’s okay," Qu Jianlei spoke in a deep voice, "don’t you feel anything odd?"

"No," Qinghu shook her head and glanced at the Paranoid, "Senior, what feels off?"

The Paranoid pursed his lips and didn’t answer, reminding him of some unpleasant past events.

He looked at Qu Jianlei again, "Haven’t you noticed anything?"

"I’ve noticed for a while," Qu Jianlei replied softly, "Otherwise, why would I have asked you just now?"

"Be ready to armor up at any time, we’re going down the elevator."

Straight down the elevator? Qinghu grew increasingly puzzled, how did their leader become so careless?

Given Qu Jianlei’s consistent behavior, she still chose to trust him.

The three found the elevator, and the smart switch was as good as gone to Little Lake.

After entering the elevator and descending all the way, suddenly, Qinghu felt a chill.

"Something’s off, why is it getting colder, isn’t Adol an Earth Attribute?"

"It’s not the attribute," the Paranoid spoke emotionlessly, "it’s the mental chill, could be a bit of trouble..."

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