All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 1008 - 268: Lists from All Sides, Prelude to the Grand Competition (5600)

Chapter 1008: Chapter 268: Lists from All Sides, Prelude to the Grand Competition (5600)

"Conquest and kidnapping?"

Upon hearing this, An Jing chuckled softly, "Conquest. This I can manage; I’m confident I can make everyone convinced and obedient—but where does kidnapping come into play?"

"Each one is a scion of aristocratic families, heirs to companies, either landlords or descendants of local emperors in the safety zones. How am I supposed to kidnap them?"

An Jing considered himself admittedly attractive and with a decent aura, but this was far from using charm to kidnap people.

However, Nian Quan shook his head, with Spiritual Light flickering in his eyes, while transmitting the information to An Jing: "I believe young people are different; compared to their fathers, they have more possibilities."

"An Jing, do you think we are the only ones feeling perplexed, anxious, and dissatisfied with this world?"

An Jing shook his head, understanding Nian Quan’s implication: "I wouldn’t be so arrogant; as long as someone is suffering in this world, there must be people reflecting on it—even if they haven’t suffered themselves, empathy would lead them to think. It’s the essence of human nature."

"Indeed."

Nian Quan nodded and showed An Jing a series of names: "Recently, Huo Qing has been cultivating, researching Formation and Martial Arts, while you’ve been working hard back home. Naturally, I haven’t been idle either; besides cultivation, I’ve been using the Third Middle School’s resources and platform to connect with people from aristocratic families and large companies."

"School is indeed a great platform. If I were to leave school, even with my talent, it would be impossible to meet them before becoming a True Person. But in school, I’m instead like a star: once I show interest, they become enthusiastic, feeling as though they’ve gained my recognition, and proactively engage with me."

If charm were considered, Nian Quan was indeed more affable and easily pursued and admired, which An Jing never doubted, quietly listening while reviewing the names Nian Quan sent.

The names listed were numerous, representing various aristocratic families, wealthy merchants, companies, and even talented offspring of large gangs cleaned up. Among them, Yan Chengju’s name was first.

"Do you think these young people, like Yan Chengju, are genuinely bad?"

Despite being a competitor in the previous contest and using unfair, almost despicable tactics, Nian Quan didn’t mind and even acknowledged Yan Chengju’s character: "What he did was justified in his growing environment. After becoming familiar with us, he didn’t display much of the ’rebelliousness’ common among aristocratic offspring."

"On the contrary, he even proactively warned us that some might harm us, right? An Jing, I say that wasn’t impulsive gambling, but during interaction with us, he was subtly drawn to us."

This statement might sound narcissistic from others, but Nian Quan’s words were very matter-of-fact, and An Jing nodded: "When you put it like that, indeed. But what attracted him? I haven’t disclosed our purpose and ideology to him, have I?"

"He’s not foolish; from his perspective, he can see we aim to start a ’new business’ to carve a niche in this Death Energy-laden Xuanye City."

Nian Quan said, "Just think about it: the three of us young people run a shop, leveraging academy resources to grow strong, yet never relying on any major corporation, even actively opposing organizations directly associated with Saint Wisdom Medical. To locals in Xuanye City, this clearly signals the rise of a new force—the only question is whether this signal will come true or be stifled."

"Yan Chengju believes we will succeed. He trusts in your strength and background, my insight, and his judgment, so he wants to join early—in this way, he can invest early and not rely on his family in the future, establishing his own foundation."

"His awareness isn’t high; he merely wants to join a promising new organization early and achieve great things in the future—but others might not be like this. As long as someone reflects on this world, there will definitely be those who want to resist. Just like An Jing, you could comfortably remain among the elite but refuse to conform—surely there are others in this world who think similarly, and it’s not just us. They simply aren’t strong enough, haven’t thought it through, and can’t voice their opposition yet."

An Jing was silent for a while, then smiled: "Indeed, I’d forgotten... those confident, ambitious young people dislike being restricted by their families and enjoy ’entrepreneurship’."

Moreover... upon thoughtful reflection, history shows that many have chosen to betray their class because they were too smart and saw through the reality of the world.

Classes cannot betray themselves, but individuals can.

And even a lot.

Nian Quan’s intention was probably this—demonstrating strong enough power, clear enough slogans, and great enough goals, then those who identify with the goal, the new generation full of fire in their hearts because they are young, and not yet extinguished, may secretly choose to join and assist.

It sounds outrageous, but it’s feasible in practice.

"So, who do you think has the potential to attract and engage?"

An Jing asked, and Nian Quan smiled: "It’s right at the end of the list."