Chapter 126

"Sister."

Jiang Jian said softly.

"You have already asked me this question twice."

"You should understand me."

He stood up and raised his wrist.

His identity device swiped.

The separation light screen dissipated.

"Zhao Jianxue, hello."

Jiang Jian walked forward and revealed a formulaic smile.

At the edge of the porthole.

Hearing Jiang Jian speak, Zhao Jianxue turned her head, surprised in her heart.

Clearly, she hadn't expected Jiang Jian to suddenly walk over and greet her.

Facing Jiang Jian.

Her mood was very complex.

Since she was little, her grandfather had said that he had signed a marriage contract for her.

Zhao Jianxue had long since decided.

No matter what the other party looked like, whether they were from the Shadow Zone, or whether they had a good God-Gift talent.

She would listen to her grandfather.

And obey the God-Proof Contract to marry the other party.

But later.

The Zhao family head and her sister Zhao Chenshuang believed that Jiang Jian was from the Shadow Zone and had a high probability of not getting a good God-Gift talent.

So, taking advantage of her being underage and not having a complete identity device, they quietly canceled the contract in the name of her direct guardian.

After all.

According to the God-Proof Contract, as soon as she came of age, she would have to marry into the Shadow Zone.

And at that time, the God-Gift exam had just begun, and Jiang Jian's God-Gift talent belonged to the unknown.

The Zhao family was simply unwilling to gamble.

Her grandfather had passed away.

The current family head had always been self-willed.

Even though her grandfather's Qi-gazing talent was famous.

The current family head had always been unconvinced by his father.

Not just this one thing.

Even the other major arrangements her grandfather made before he died.

Were all rejected, and their directions were changed separately.

Zhao Jianxue's God-Proof Contract was just one of them.

"Originally, we were strangers."

"Now."

"We are still strangers."

"Just classmates, that's all."

Thinking of this.

Zhao Jianxue suddenly felt clear-minded, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

In an instant, she had untied a knot in her heart that had been there for a long time.

"Jiang Jian, hello."

Zhao Jianxue stood up, smiled, and shook hands with Jiang Jian lightly. "My name is Zhao Jianxue."

At this very moment.

Her mood was incomparably calm.

Her late grandfather, the filth of the Zhao family.

Seemed to have all moved far away from her.

Jiang Jian asked: "Do you know how your grandfather and my guardian met?"

Zhao Jianxue shook her head lightly and said: "When I was ten, grandfather told me about this."

"Perhaps, we can start with my grandfather's identity device, and the public care center in the Shadow Zone also needs to be investigated carefully."

She pondered for a moment, her gaze calm. "Our goal is only one, and that is to find your original household registration record."

"After a person dies, the identity device is damaged, but usually, the city office will have data backups."

"The public care center should also have left surveillance from seventeen years ago."

"We will start investigating from these two aspects."

"Jiang Jian, what do you think?"

Hearing this.

Jiang Jian nodded and said: "How about this, I will assign this team of inspection soldiers to you; you go back to the Zhao family first, look for your grandfather's relics, and see if there are any clues."

"My sister and I will go to the public care center to take a look."

"Finally, we will go to the city office together to look for data backups."

Zhao Jianxue smiled: "This arrangement is very good."

After the two decided on the plan.

Jiang Jian greeted her and returned to his seat.

His sister's gaze was strange, looking at him.

Jiang Jian asked: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhao took her identity device and said: "The reason I asked you a second time if you liked Zhao Jianxue was because I saw this video."

On the holographic screen.

A video was displayed.

In the picture, Jiang Jian's gaze was disappointed, and he whispered: "I will not give up on Jianxue!"

Seeing this.

Jiang Zhao burst out laughing.

The next second, she stopped laughing, waved her hand, and said: "Don't worry, this video didn't spread; a friend sent it to me."

Jiang Jian's expression was calm: "At that time, I was anxious to cancel the God-Proof Contract, so I could only play along to get more Alliance coins."

Jiang Zhao said: "Actually, my roommate Zhong Ling also quite likes you."

Jiang Jian shook his head and said softly: "Jiang Zhao, I want to ask you something."

Jiang Zhao raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Jian looked at her and asked: "My guardian is also your guardian; why are you so unconcerned about this?"

The young girl was startled.

A few seconds later.

She turned her head away, as if avoiding Jiang Jian's gaze, and said: "The only guardian in my heart is Grandma Xu from the public care center."

"It was she who raised that group of children, including you and me."

"Ever since Grandma Xu died, the public care center was contracted out and managed by non-official citizens."

"I have had no guardian since."

Jiang Zhao's tone was firm.

As she spoke, Jiang Jian stared at her coldly.

After a while.

Jiang Jian spoke suddenly and asked: "Jiang Zhao, you are hiding something from me."

Inside the array light screen.

It was dead silent, one could hear a pin drop.

The two looked at each other calmly.

Another few dozen seconds of silence.

Jiang Jian spoke again, his tone softening: "Sister, did you remember something?"

As these words fell.

His sister, who was close at hand, sighed suddenly.

At the same time.

Deep in her gaze, a moon-white silver tide surged.

"After my illness was cured, I did remember some things."

Jiang Zhao said, "I know who the guardian is."

"I even know more."

The young girl looked at Jiang Jian.

Between her pupils, silver-white surged.

Jiang Jian said calmly: "Tell me."

Jiang Zhao shook her head.

Jiang Jian looked into her eyes, silent.

"Jiang Jian," the young girl spoke suddenly, "You are also hiding things from me, aren't you?"

"For example, my illness."

"For example, your sword."

"For example."

The young girl said softly, silver light surging in her eyes, "My bloodline."

Jiang Jian stared at her, his expression uncertain.

Memories flashed back suddenly.

Past scenes came surging in.

"Have you really thought it through, to cure her illness?"

Beneath the wide cloak, that person asked.

The boy nodded lightly.

That person chuckled: "But are you really willing to pay the price?"

The boy said: "She is my sister."

"I know."

That person said, "But her luck is very bad, different from your bloodline."

"You were born noble, are you really willing to be a mortal?"

After a few seconds of silence.

The boy said: "Save her."

That person nodded and said: "Once the bloodline is stripped, it can never be found again; do you not regret it?"

The boy smiled and said: "In my eyes, there is no high or low."

"She is my own sister, after all, same blood, same source."

"Giving this bloodline to her."

"Is not a waste."

"What's more."

The boy said softly, "The current me is just an Earth mortal."

"This bloodline, to me, is not only a burden but also a shackle."

"Stripping the bloodline is a good thing."

"I don't want to walk someone else's path."

Hearing this.

The person beneath the black robe seemed to be pondering.

After a long time.

That person extended a slender white palm and said: "After stripping the bloodline, you will have to rely on yourself to repair your soul."

"In the four worlds of Earth and Moon, the star ring is thin."

"Cultivating here."

"The Spirit Platform is unreachable."

That person's tone carried some teasing, "Don't die on the path of cultivation."

The boy said softly: "I will not die."

That person finally said: "Good."

His sister walked over and sat beside him.

"Jiang Jian."

Her tone softened.

Jiang Jian glanced at her and said nothing.

Jiang Zhao sighed and whispered: "Brother."

"Jiang Zhao."

Jiang Jian was somewhat speechless, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

Jiang Zhao said: "I will tell you the truth."

Jiang Jian interrupted her: "No need to tell me."

The young girl blinked: "Really?"

Jiang Jian nodded: "Really."

The young girl asked again: "If one day, I leave, and you have no more relatives, will you be sad?"

"Yes," Jiang Jian said concisely, "You are my sister."

Hearing this.

Jiang Zhao was silent for a while and said: "Then I will tell you what I know."

"The guardian actually doesn't exist."

She gathered her school uniform sleeves, her slender fingers pointing toward Zhao Jianxue.

"In other words."

"This is simply a farce directed and acted by the Zhao family head himself."

"We landed in Guangling City and were picked up by the Zhao family."

"The Zhao family head possesses the Qi-gazing talent and vaguely saw that your talent exceeded Level 3."

"Only then did he use his left hand to touch his right, casually found a Zhao family member to act as a guardian, and signed the God-Proof Contract."

"The Zhao family head occupied our flying craft."

"And threw us both into the public care center."

"Attempting to use the God-Proof Contract to bind you tightly for the Zhao family's use."

"But he absolutely did not expect that he would die so quickly."

"And even less did he expect."

"After he died, the public care center was contracted out to non-official citizens."

"The secret lines he buried inside to watch us all became invalid."

"And the Zhao family head's final guarantee, the God-Proof Contract."

"Should have made him even more angry."

Jiang Zhao smiled, "He couldn't have imagined until his death that his son would be so unfilial, directly denying everything he had set, including this God-Proof Contract."

After speaking.

Inside the array light screen, silence fell once again.

Jiang Jian remained expressionless, seemingly thinking about something.

Jiang Zhao continued: "This time returning to Guangling, we must find the flying craft."

"That flying craft which was occupied by the Zhao family head and hidden somewhere."

"That thing must still be hidden in the Zhao family."

"Perhaps even the current family head doesn't know of its existence."

"The original insiders were all killed by the old family head."

"If I hadn't awakened my memory, I would never have known these secrets."

She had been talking the whole time.

But didn't notice.

Jiang Jian's gaze was somewhat gloomy.

"Jiang Zhao, enough."

He said softly.

The young girl raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Jian said: "What are you trying to do by finding the flying craft?"

Jiang Zhao smiled: "Of course I want to know all the hidden secrets. You know, I hate being kept in the dark the most."

Jiang Jian stared at her: "I don't think so."

"I think, the current you, is not you."

"But a puppet controlled by bloodline instinct."

Jiang Jian's tone was cold.

Between his black sleeves, gold threads scattered faint light.

The young girl did not speak.

A moment later.

Jiang Zhao showed pain, held her head with both hands, and struggled convulsively.

In her eyes, endless silver light roared.

(End of chapter)