Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

Qu Jianlei’s words somewhat spoiled the mood and positioned himself rather low, indicating his side still needed to work hard.

In the end, he didn’t want too much contact with the other party.

But the young master didn’t mind, casually saying, "To strive hard, of course, one must meet useful people."

Celestial Sound heard this and couldn’t help but scoff lightly, "Useful?"

She truly didn’t want to offend others, but the boss’s position in her heart was just too high.

You, whose breath is unstable and indulge in debauchery, dare to call yourself useful?

"Hmm?" The young master glanced at her faintly, his face slightly darkened, but then he smiled again.

"It’s quite interesting; all so amusing? Do I need to prove just how useful I am?"

The words were still relatively refined, but there was no doubt they carried a certain degree of anger.

Celestial Sound pursed her lips and didn’t answer; her uncle had also encountered many such profligates before.

Full of bluster in daily life, but utterly unreliable when it truly mattered.

Otherwise, could that tragedy have occurred?

However, she couldn’t help but speak quickly just now, and now indeed there’s no need to take it seriously.

But her lack of response made the young master even more displeased—you really don’t see me at all?

He continued smilingly asking, "Then, what should I do to make you change your mind?"

Qu Jianlei didn’t want the atmosphere to turn tense, so he softly coughed, "Just do your best; why bother proving to outsiders?"

Hearing this, the smile on the young master’s face slowly faded, returning to his cynical demeanor.

He lazily nodded, "In the past, that’s indeed how I thought, but this time, I feel like taking it seriously."

Really not done yet? Qu Jianlei frowned, "Then may I ask, do you know why Sharp Claw is locking down the Star Port?"

"Isn’t this question too simple?" The young master answered without hesitation, "Isn’t it just someone targeting Marriott Group?"

Qu Jianlei wasn’t surprised that the other party could answer this question; after all, the Qingsha Star tragedy was too sensational.

The events that occurred are known to some extent, and the intelligence barely qualifies as well-informed.

However, his questioning was originally to ease the tense atmosphere; whether there was an answer wasn’t important.

But when the young master mentioned "Marriott," several pairs of eyes nearby turned to look.

Clearly, this fresh and hot topic wasn’t just of interest to one person.

Qu Jianlei secretly lamented; he intended to keep a low profile, not to stand out.

But by now, it was too late to regret; hastily changing the topic would only increase suspicion.

Celestial Sound, hearing this, spoke again, "So, who is targeting Marriott?"

"Of course, Kong Se’s descendants," the young master answered without hesitation and then paused, a smile again forming at the corner of his mouth.

"But whether it’s true or false, that’s hard to say. After all, for vengeance of this level, it’s best to find a reason."

Celestial Sound pursed her lips again, thinking, I thought you could analyze our identity; turns out you’re just parroting others.

Although the young master had drunk too much, he still saw her change in expression and spoke angrily.

"Who exactly did it? I don’t want to guess randomly; do you have the courage for that?"

Though he acted as if nothing mattered, he knew the gravity—forces capable of instantaneously killing three Supremes are best kept away from.

Qu Jianlei feared Celestial Sound might say something else, so he spoke, "Kong Se and Marriott’s grudge, care to tell?"

"What’s there to say?" The young master said indifferently, "It’s just that stuff; those who know, know."

"Tell it," came a young man from not far away, yet he was A-level, but of Wood Attribute.

He smiled at the young master, "They all say Kong Se acquired a Divine Text Treasure; is that so?"

The young master obviously recognized him, snorted indignantly, "Then share what you know?"

The current situation is clear; among those present, there is an interest in the force that has dealt a heavy blow to Marriott.

Though discussing these people requires courage, it’s not necessarily fear, but why invite trouble?

Yet, some were clearly lacking information and proactively asked, "Why did Sharp Claw lock down because of Qingsha?"

The young master glanced at that person without answering—lacking level, he’s disinclined to engage.

However, the Wood Attribute young man solemnly answered, "Marriott has a Supreme Honored Guest, and the family is on Sharp Claw Star."

"It’s Qian Cengxue, killed on Qingsha," someone else chimed in, flaunting their quick intelligence, "Kong Se was exterminated."

Once these words were spoken, there was no need for further explanation, and others knew what was meant.

Another person, having drunk too much, added, "Qian Cengxue’s family was just wiped out; didn’t you all know?"

This was information he received from the surface after the Starship lifted off.

At that moment, the Starship was not far from Sharp Claw Star, and communication could be maintained for a while.

These people chatted animatedly, quickly drawing the captain’s attention.

A crew member muttered, "These folks... really dare to say anything."

The captain shook his head; initially, he noticed three individuals seeming off but couldn’t pinpoint what exactly.

The conversation led my thoughts astray, "They have roots, why wouldn’t they dare to speak? But it’s also impossible to tell everything."

He wasn’t wrong at all. Although those people were exchanging words eagerly, they were only discussing current events.

As for the hidden information, no one mentioned it. Even why Kong Se had a falling out with the Marriott Group wasn’t openly discussed.

The young master simply shut his mouth, looking at everyone with drunken eyes.

Qu Jianlei and the other two exchanged glances, stood up of their own accord, and moved to another corner.

After sitting down, Mu Yu glanced at Celestial Sound, "Stay calm and don’t speak too much."

Celestial Sound sighed softly, "Thanks for the elder’s reminder. I actually want to verify some information."

She wasn’t very skeptical about the clues provided by Koning, but neither did she fully trust them.

At that moment, a burly man stepped out, glanced around, and was momentarily surprised to see the three of them, "Hmm?"

He had some impression of these three people, but hadn’t paid much attention before—they might not welcome his disturbance.

However, at this moment, while everyone was discussing the recent Qingsha massacre, these three remained unmoved, which felt a bit strange.

Instinctively, he released a slight spiritual perception.

But the next moment, one of the women among the three lifted her eyelids, looked at him expressionlessly.

It was a very bland look, yet he felt a strong sense of warning.

"Damn..." The burly man instinctively withdrew his perception, smiled slightly at the woman, and turned to the dining car to grab some food.

However, his heart couldn’t help but race twice, secretly pondering, why would it be like this?

When he arrived, someone nodded slightly at him, but others ignored him—like that young master.

The man ate and drank for a while, then returned to his room and began applying for permission to view the starship’s surveillance.

The captain exchanged a few words with him and granted him partial access to the hall—after all, each of these high lords had significant backgrounds.

But as for each private room... sorry, not only was permission not granted, but they were likely not monitored either, right?

The burly man watched for a while, then rewound the footage and gazed thoughtfully at the young master on the screen.

Then he pressed the intercom system, "Have Qian He come over."

Soon, the young master known as Qian He pushed the door open and entered with indifference, "What’s the matter?"

The burly man glanced at the slightly chubby person behind him and subtly indicated, "I want to talk to you."

Hearing this, the young master turned to look back helplessly at the slightly chubby person, "I told you not to follow..."

Qu Jianlei and the other two sat in the corner for another three to four hours, displaying a forbidding demeanor.

Some people wanted to chat a bit, but they left upon sensing the aura.

This place was truly hiding talents, and some people preferred not to be disturbed, so it’s best to be considerate.

However, the young master wandered over again, plopped down beside Qu Jianlei, and gave him a slight smile.

"Sorry, I was intrusive earlier."

"No matter," Qu Jianlei responded calmly, "just don’t draw a crowd again."

Faced with the somewhat reproachful response, the young master seemed indifferent—it was already told to him that there was an "adult" among the three.

To him, they were all adults, so it could only be a supreme being.

Qian He felt indifferent towards many supreme beings, including the burly man from earlier, because he didn’t seek anything from them.

In this regard, he was somewhat like Rhine, only he understood more clearly that without the power to back it up, those connections were meaningless.

But he did make the three of them end up being watched and had to change places, which indeed seemed intrusive.

So he smiled and suggested, "Shall we go to my room for a chat?"

Qu Jianlei knew what had happened and was not too concerned—that burly supreme being was of little consequence to him.

However, leaving the hall didn’t seem bad either, so he replied in a deep voice, "Your room is a bit messy, clean it up."

The young master was a little embarrassed, his room wasn’t just messy but chaotic.

He nodded, "Alright, I’ll arrange that immediately."

Soon after, the room was tidied up, and the group of four entered.

Some people noticed this scene, but in such a setting, everyone has their own privacy and freedom.

The room was a suite, quite spacious, with the outer living room already fifty to sixty square meters, and inside... it could only be larger.

Qu Jianlei and the two women sat on the living room sofa without any signs of restraint.

Neither of the two women spoke, so Qu Jianlei opened, "Do you have something you want to say?"

Qian He hesitated before speaking, "I was just rambling because I drank too much, I hope it didn’t cause you any trouble."

Pausing for a moment, he looked at Celestial Sound, "Are you interested in the Marriott’s news, or are you curious about Kong Se’s family?"

Celestial Sound looked at him expressionlessly, "Just a moment of curiosity, but... does it make a difference?"

"Indeed," Qian He was taken aback, then nodded.

"Actually, the feud between these two families... isn’t that simple."

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