All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 600 - 201: The Goodwill of the Yan Family

Chapter 600: Chapter 201: The Goodwill of the Yan Family

"天金灵根?"

Principal He was also surprised when he saw these values. He knew An Xuan was talented and intentionally spoke loudly with the bureau leader to let An Jing reveal her true capabilities.

Unexpectedly, An Xuan was really good at concealing his abilities; he actually possessed a Heavenly Gold Spirit Root.

But on reflection, this was not so surprising. Only someone with a Heavenly Gold Spirit Root could communicate effectively with another of the same kind. The reason why An Xuan could communicate with Nian Quan was now completely clear—Spirit Roots from the Wilderness and those from the impoverished areas were fundamentally the same kind.

"Good, very good!"

On the other hand, the bureau leader was very pleased, his face wrinkling with joy: "This year’s target has been exceeded; Mr. He, you have truly given me a great gift!"

Having more Heavenly Spirit Roots in the city wasn’t in itself an achievement; it was completely insignificant to them and had no effect. However, a Heavenly Spirit Root like An Xuan coming from the Wilderness to join Xuanye City was different—it had promotional value.

Not to mention, Principal He would definitely pay to have An Xuan’s documents processed. With certification and registration, An Xuan could be counted as an achievement and performance.

In this way, if An Jing made any achievements in the future, their office could also share the reputation and gain additional budget.

An Xuan stepped down from the Spiritual Energy Resonance Instrument, hearing the bureau leader’s inspiring praises. He knew that for the officials of Xuanye City, the type of Spirit Root or innate talent didn’t matter; what mattered was the performance of their own duties and meeting superiors’ expectations.

Fortunately, it was Principal He who brought him to handle the paperwork. Otherwise, the bureau leader’s attitude would have drastically changed, demanding An Jing to contribute more Good Deeds to get the corresponding Spirit Root certification, not to mention dreaming of getting a sixth-generation chip—they would likely only issue him a fifth or even fourth-generation chip.

As for why An Jing understood this so clearly, the answer, of course, lay in Innate Wisdom! During the later stages of the total war, it was a messy fight. Areas with stable central bases were better off; local powers reported full support on paper but barely delivered a fraction in reality. By this standard, Xuanye City could be considered relatively clean.

"Next, we’ll implant the chip and register the Spirit Qi information."

The bureau leader, unaware of An Jing’s thoughts, chatted more with Principal He and then stood up to fetch the chip and recording equipment.

After leaving the testing room, a gleam flashed in his eyes as he sent a message to another group: "From First Middle School? The person you wanted to keep an eye on is here."

Elsewhere, in the upper district of Xuanye City, in Yan Mansion:

"Mr. Guan, accompany me to the Sky Surveillance Bureau."

Yan Chengju was naturally thrilled upon receiving the news. After losing in the competition with Nian Quan, his status had not been challenged but had instead grown more solid—because he was indeed the strongest in combat at First Middle School. If Nian Quan hadn’t suddenly learned some unexpected techniques, even at his best, he would have been defeated by Yan Chengju.

In fact, after analyzing the competition recordings, it was determined that Yan Chengju could indeed cope with Wounding Sword Qi and Piercing Armor True Strength; no one else could withstand those except him. This loss indeed caused damage to First Middle School, but it also woke them from past glories. Now the school increased their special training, and everyone’s abilities improved.

However, just improving oneself was not enough. If he could find suitable new blood, that would be best. Of course, Yan Chengju would like to recruit Nian Quan. The fact that Nian Quan had defeated him was not a problem; rather, it highlighted his prestige. Unfortunately, Third Middle School was strictly guarding against this, giving him no chance to sway Nian Quan.

But An Xuan was different. Through some information-gathering in recent times, Yan Chengju was confident. The opponent was merely a successor of a small sect in the Wilderness, cooperating slightly with some recycling shacks and mediators in the Lower City District. It wasn’t just a matter of First Middle School stepping up; even the Yan Family could easily offer ten times the treatment.

"One Middle School failing isn’t the issue, the most important thing is that our Yan Family needs to establish good relations with the other party."

Yan Chengju said to the stern-faced middle-aged man, Mr. Guan, next to him, who was also the guardian his father had arranged, "Nian Quan is the future Sword Immortal, and so is An Xuan, it seems. They are on good terms, so trying to poach from Third Middle School is nearly impossible. But there are many opportunities outside of the school. Go now to greet them and bring some gifts to show our goodwill and generosity, as there are many areas where we can cooperate in the future."

"Mr. Yan will be very happy."

After hearing Yan Chengju’s words, Mr. Guan was also pleased. Aristocratic families and companies are different; they seek stable returns, not quarterly or annual financial performances. The family’s internal division is a problem that could be solved by just a word from the family head, much better than quarrels among company’s shareholders and directors.

Mr. Yan had always granted Yan Chengju considerable independence in his actions. Although Yan Chengju initially caused quite a bit of trouble, as experience taught him, he has become reliable in his efforts, thinking through all aspects thoroughly.

Yan Chengju was also quite pleased with his approach: Defeating your enemy is not the most urgent priority, as long as you don’t offend them seriously. This too, is a kind of relationship. Who would harbor malice against a defeated subordinate? By chatting more and giving gifts, it’s possible that once Nian Quan leaves Third Middle School, he might come to the Yan’s as a Guest Elder.

This is not the petty drama of First and Third Middle Schools competing for students. Everyone is smart, and schools are stepping stones for networking; aristocratic families definitely prioritize family interests.

"If we really can establish good relations with these two Sword Immortal Seeds, then my family head heir’s position will be even more secure."

With such thoughts, Yan Chengju and Mr. Guan got off the flying car together, smiling, and prepared to wait outside the Sky Surveillance Bureau for An Jing and others to emerge.

However, the usually smiling Mr. Guan suddenly looked troubled, glancing toward the entrance of the Sky Surveillance Bureau.

There, An Jing and Principal He had just exited the Bureau’s gate and were saying farewell to the registry officials.

Yan Chengju was ready to step forward with the gifts to congratulate An Xuan on obtaining the Xuanye City residency, but Mr. Guan held him by the shoulder: "Wait, something’s not right!"

The middle-aged cultivator said solemnly, "Mr. Yan, are you sure that An Xuan is just an heir from a small wilderness sect?"

"...I can’t be completely sure."

Yan Chengju was no fool; Mr. Guan’s seriousness clearly meant he had noticed something alarming, and he tensed up, "Could it be..."

"It’s exactly that ’could it be’."

Mr. Guan took a deep breath, his eyes shimmering as he noticed the golden bell-shaped aura surrounding An Jing, "If it weren’t for our Gu Family’s ’Spiritual Eye’, we wouldn’t have noticed it."

"Young Master, this An Xuan has a high-grade, even peak-level Magic Treasure from the Purple Mansion!"

"What?!" Upon hearing this, Yan Chengju trembled, disbelievingly looking at An Xuan: "Peak of the Purple Mansion? Carrying it around? Who is this person!"

"Yes." Mr. Guan swiftly pulled Yan Chengju back to the flying car, saying solemnly, "No matter where Third Middle School found this person, our gifts are not sufficient, there must be a powerful Purple Mansion force behind An Xuan in the depths of the wilderness!"

"Young Master, let’s go home and discuss more. This isn’t someone we can win over with Good Deeds and Spiritual Objects!"