In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 316 Everyone Possesses a Priceless Pearl

A group of scions of prominent families are making a ruckus here.

Tired of watching, Xie Lingxin simply walked to the other side.

Let them argue it out.

Here, a group of Wudang disciples and more than a dozen people from the East China Sea branch were gathered together.

Seeing Xie Lingxin coming over.

"Captain, hit me..."

Tong Huohuo felt somewhat bewildered, as if waking from a dream.

Hongxiao frowned: "What are you doing?"

Tong Huohuo murmured, "Let me see if I'm dreaming..."

"..."

"Snapped!"

Hongxiao made a move at zero frames, leaving a large imprint on her face.

"Sigh~"

Tong Huohuo covered her face, gasping for breath, and couldn't even complain that the captain had hit her too hard.

"A prestigious family!"

His cold breath wasn't just for the pain, but also for the people in front of him.

He was very familiar with some of the surnames mentioned here.

Even on a scale within the entire Federation, it is among the best.

Even if they aren't among the very top ones, they're not far off.

The Western Star, the Changkong Jin Clan, may not be the most powerful, but when it comes to being the richest, they are definitely worthy of the title.

The Leng family of Central Star is not a large family, with only about ten people per generation.

Compared to those aristocratic families with dozens or even hundreds of branches, it is pitifully small.

But no one can underestimate them.

The Leng family has a long history of military and police service, making them a well-known military and police family in the Federation.

It seems that the scholar of classical studies, Leng Yanwu, was also related to them in some way.

I've heard there's also the Bohai Li clan, a top-tier family on Earth, with only the Ji clan able to rival them.

Ordinary people simply cannot come into contact with people of this level.

Even establishing even the slightest connection with their numerous and deeply entrenched subordinate forces would be enough to make one proud and something to boast about.

These scions of prominent families are now actually rushing to Far East Star and Leizhou.

I'm supposed to become their colleague?
Even making up a story like this is something no one would dare to do.

"Young masters from noble families are human too, what's there to care about?"

Hu Buxiao curled his lip, somewhat disdainfully.

These Wudang disciples had rarely left the Seven Star Grotto-Heaven, and were the least "contaminated".

They weren't too influenced by the so-called prestigious family name.

Tong Huohuo glanced at him, then at the other Wudang disciples.

He smacked his lips.

He really is naive and inexperienced...

Xie Lingxin also said, "That's right, the disciples of aristocratic families are human too. What are you doing? Do you think they have extra wings or extra legs?"

Tong Huohuo muttered, "Of course you can not care. Who do you think you are?"

Everyone knows that the reason these scions of prominent families are here is because of Xie Lingxin.

Although I knew this kid was awesome, I never dared to imagine he was this awesome.

Forget about prodigies; even if someone is already a grandmaster or mage, in front of aristocratic families, they're just large ants, at most a bit of a nuisance.

Only those who become grandmasters or great masters are qualified to transcend.

Why should he?

How could he have a group of scions of prominent families revolving around him?

Liao Chen smiled slightly and said, "There's no need to feel burdened; they're just passing through."

Tong Huohuo and other sanitation workers from the Donghai branch all agreed, and for a moment they didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or be disappointed.

Climbing the social ladder and belittling those in power is the norm for most people.

Most people have this instinct to some extent.

This comes from human nature.

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Liao Chen knew they were all possessed. He shook his head and murmured, "Amitabha."

"Everyone possesses a priceless pearl within them, but unfortunately, they do not recognize it and suffer poverty in vain."

"Hmm... Huh? What do you mean?"

Tong Huohuo and the others felt as if the morning bell and evening drum were ringing in their minds, making them clear-headed and lucid.

When I came to my senses, I couldn't understand what he was saying.

"The pearl in the poor child's clothes is inherently round and beautiful."

Xie Lingxin said casually, "You don't seek out treasures for yourself, yet you count the treasures of others."

"Counting other treasures is ultimately useless; it only makes you waste your energy. It's better to recognize your own treasures, which are worth millions of gold."

"This precious pearl has the greatest light, illuminating the entire three thousand great worlds."

"..."

It would have been better if he hadn't spoken; once he did, the others were even more confused.

What are you saying? Are you chanting a spell?

Xie Lingxin shook her head and said, "There's a story in the Buddhist scriptures about a rich man who had a good-for-nothing son who wanted to go out and make his way in the world. The rich man only gave him a fur coat."

"This son has been wandering around for many years, he's been a beggar, a laborer, and a businessman. He's experienced poverty and wealth, but half his life has passed and he has nothing left. He's destitute and can't even survive."

"He had no choice but to think about going back to his hometown, but when he got home, he found that his family had already fallen on hard times, and the once wealthy man had become a destitute old man struggling to make ends meet."

"The old man asked him to take out the fur coat that had been given to him years ago. Luckily, he had a conscience and didn't throw it away even when he was poor."

The old man tore open his fur coat, took out a bright pearl, and said: "You already possess a priceless treasure!"

"This is the pearl in the poor child's clothes."

Liao Chen smiled and said, "Junior Brother is indeed destined for Buddhism."

Xie Lingxin quickly replied, "Oh, I just read a lot of books!"

Liao Chen smiled slightly and did not argue.

Tong Huohuo scratched his head, then touched his clothes: "But my family didn't give me any inheritance."

"..."

Xie Lingxin had said all this simply because she didn't want them to lose their composure and ruin their cultivation because of these rich and powerful people.

Otherwise, it would truly be a terrible mistake.

He was no stranger to this kind of sudden, dimensional reduction shock.

He himself had climbed the social ladder, and had even considered working as someone's dog.

When I was running errands at the farmers' market, I almost got robbed by a gang leader.

He was a minor leader in one of the so-called Iron Scale Gangs that Iron Mudfish frequented. To him at that time, a gang leader was the most important person imaginable.

Not to mention the scions of elite families at the top of the federal pyramid.

I'm too lazy to talk about it now.

Do whatever you want.

He shouted in that direction:
"Hey, still arguing? If you want to fight, then fight! Whoever is not convinced should go and beat others into submission, otherwise they will be the ones to submit."

Jin Yuan and the others stopped and turned to look at each other.

"Okay, let's fight!"

Where should I get it?

"No need to think about it! Let's just go to the Dojo!"

What is the purpose of a dojo?
In summary, it boils down to two words: fame and fortune, and struggle.

Everything related to that is there.

What attracts practitioners most is the ranking and classification system there, and also the discussion of the training grounds!

"go!"

The young men from prominent families all got into a heated argument.

Family backgrounds vary, some are powerful, some are weak.

But those who can be called a prominent family must have enough confidence and pride.

When Xie Lingxin was Prince Jing, she truly subdued them.

In all aspects, in every way.

Therefore, they call him "Your Highness" willingly, and they can mobilize a large group to come and support him with just a word from him.

But others…

Why should I let you?
So what if you have a big face?
Jin Yuan summoned the flying machine, gathered a group of scions of prominent families, and flew towards the Daoist Hall.

Xie Lingxin, Qingyun, Liaochen, and the others were also surrounded and rushed forward while they were still in a daze.

"..."

……

Discussion of Taoist temples.

"Guo Xiaofeng? What are you doing here?"

Ye Mengxiong is here to determine the ranking.

A while ago, my old man suddenly went crazy and stopped caring about that idiot Ye Longtang, pouring all his resources into him.

With the family's resources poured in, cultivation naturally went much more smoothly.

I just broke through the second mental barrier a few days ago.

I ran into an acquaintance as soon as I got to the door.

A short, slightly chubby, and ordinary-looking boy.

His name is Guo Xiaofeng, and he met him in the ancient classics class at the academy.

We've talked a few times, and I know his family background is quite ordinary.

Of course, "ordinary" is relative to the Ye family.

For ordinary people, Guo Xiaofeng's family should be considered quite wealthy.

After all, without money, one cannot cultivate, let alone enter the Seven Star Academy.

Guo Xiaofeng scratched his head: "I...I am..."

He stammered, and his gaze kept drifting to another direction.

Ye Mengxiong followed the gaze and saw a young girl.

She was tall and slender, with a high ponytail on her head. Her looks were... just average, but she had a pure and innocent charm.

Standing in the crowd, they were quite eye-catching.

I immediately understood the reason.

He couldn't help but purse his lips: "You came with her?"

Guo Xiaofeng blushed, a hint of excitement in her voice: "She...she asked me to come with her to training."

Ye Mengxiong was instantly furious.

In addition to providing practitioners with a ranking system and a place for martial arts competitions, the dojo also offers a variety of other services.

This includes various spiritual practice services.

For example, there are special meditation rooms that can help people enter a meditative state more quickly, and sparring partners that can guide people in their spiritual practice and combat.

All of these cost money.

"Guo Xiaofeng, I told you before, this woman is not a good person, you can't handle her."

Even without using his brain, Ye Mengxiong could guess that the woman was taking advantage of Guo Xiaofeng and trying to get something for nothing.

Guo Xiaofeng blushed: "What are you saying? I, I'm not... Besides, Xu Mengxuan isn't the kind of person you're talking about."

"Alright, alright!"

Ye Longtang waved his hand speechlessly: "Do as you please."

He wouldn't dare say it if it were someone else.

But he knew very well that this woman had an ambiguous relationship with that idiot Ye Longtang.

As far as he knew, he had already been taken out to hotels several times by that idiot Ye Longtang.

She's just a hypocrite, pretending to be innocent everywhere, and keeping men around.

They didn't even spare an honest person like Guo Xiaofeng.

She would often give him a little treat, and he became so shrewd that he didn't even realize it.

Of course, the so-called "sweetness" is just a glance, a sweet smile, or at most, a few words spoken in a low voice.

He wouldn't even let them touch his little hands; even a fool wouldn't take the bait, but this kid was completely captivated.

Although Ye Mengxiong disliked stupidity and was annoyed by fools like Guo Xiaofeng, he still couldn't bear to see him being deceived by that scheming woman.

I'm determined to keep him by my side no matter what, and not let that bitch get her way!
"What is this thing?"

He then noticed that Guo Xiaofeng was holding something in his arms—a…pig?

"Oh, this one? This is a little pig I found. I felt sorry for it, so I kept it. But it's very well-behaved, look."

Guo Xiaofeng picked up the piglet, presenting it like a treasure.

The pig was only about the size of an adult's fist. When he carried it to Ye Mengxiong, it grunted.

Looking into the little pig's clear eyes, Ye Mengxiong saw its simple and honest nature; it really was quite well-behaved.

But he didn't take it to heart.

Just then, a rumbling sound came from outside.

There were also bursts of commotion from the crowd.

Not long after, he saw Master Sima of the Lun Dao Hall leading a group of people quickly approaching, and he hurriedly left.

"It seems some important person has arrived?"

Ye Mengxiong was very curious: what kind of important person in Leizhou could command such a high level of respect from Master Sima?
Even his old man isn't qualified.

(End of this chapter)