I changed the world.

Jinxiu Restaurant is a renowned upscale restaurant in Beijing, famous for its seafood dishes. Although the prices are high, the restaurant maintains a stable customer base and an excellent reputation because all ingredients are shipped directly from the fishing port daily, ensuring extreme freshness.

It was peak dining time, and in private room 203 of the restaurant, six well-dressed men were clinking glasses and exchanging toasts in a very lively atmosphere.

The man sitting at the head of the table was a middle-aged man with a plump build, while the men around him all had smiles on their faces and were showering him with compliments.

The man clearly the main character in the room was Ruan Dongjian, the vice president of Qianluo Group's game business group in charge of channel operations. Qianluo Games has developed rapidly in recent years, and relying on the group's strong channel support, it has captured half of the domestic game market.

In particular, Qianluo Games' game publishing platform "Hope" is also the largest game publishing platform in China. As the vice president of Qianluo Group's game business group, Ruan Dongjian has naturally become a highly sought-after figure in the industry, and many game companies have to rely on him.

Ruan Dongjian seemed to enjoy the scene. He listened to the compliments with a smile and said nothing before slowly picking up his wine glass. The table immediately fell silent.

Just then, his phone rang. Ruan Dongjian glanced down at the phone lying to the side. It was an unfamiliar number, but it was calling the more private number on his dual-SIM phone, a number he usually didn't share.

"Hello, this is Ruan Dongjian." He thought for a moment, then answered the phone with a slightly reserved tone.

Then, amidst the surprised gazes of everyone at the table, Ruan Dongjian's expression suddenly changed. His plump, round face instantly broke into an exaggerated smile. He abruptly stood up and strode quickly toward the restroom in the private room, subconsciously hunching his back and covering his voice with his hand: "Hey, is this Miss?"

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After hanging up the phone, Ruan Dongjian was somewhat excited. In his memory, this was the first time the young lady had called him, especially since she was asking him to do something.

Although there have been rumors within the group that the eldest daughter is in poor health and may not be able to inherit Chairman An's mantle, it is said that many bigwigs prefer young master Guanyun.

However, who can say for sure about such things? After all, the young lady is Chairman An's own flesh and blood, his only daughter. As long as there's even a sliver of hope, she won't let an outsider have it. Besides, with the current pace of technological advancement, who knows, maybe one day the young lady will recover...

Ruan Dongjian rubbed his face and dialed a number: "Hey, Luo Tang, I have something important to confirm right away..."

"I heard that Cuckoo Company has a mobile game in development called 'Hunter's Chronicles'... Yes, that's the small company you mentioned last time. Didn't you say their boss wanted to talk to us about cooperation?"

"Find out when this game will be released. Yes... make sure you find out exactly what you need to know, confirm everything you can."

"Remember, this is very important. I'll give you fifteen minutes. I'm waiting for your reply now. Get back to me immediately if you have any news."

After putting down his phone, Ruan Dongjian didn't rush back to the private room. Instead, he waited for a reply in the restroom. As for the people in the private room... let them wait!

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"Okay...I understand, uh, uh, I got it, thank you Mr. Ruan..."

"...Don't mention it...Um, okay, um, goodbye..."

Putting down her phone, An Huiling rubbed her forehead. She was right; the so-called game was just a front. According to Cuckoo Company, the game "Hunter's Tale" had been shelved.

For some reason, they couldn't provide more information about the game; however, they did suggest that it wasn't part of their annual development plan.

Putting aside the mystery surrounding the game, An Huiling also noticed another piece of news: the "Song Tianshi Manifestation" incident that some media outlets have been discussing recently.

Ironically, the mainstream media, which usually thrive on chaos, showed remarkable restraint in this incident and did not delve into it in depth. On the contrary, some foreign media reported the news with a sense of "curiosity."

Recalling the questions she had been repeatedly asked in the past few days, An Huiling increasingly felt that the government must know something, but was concealing this information...

In fact, if it weren't for his father pulling some strings, he would probably still be being interrogated in that "medical center" right now.

What exactly is hidden behind this world?

Ever since that day, this question has been swirling in An Huiling's mind.

Along with this came a feeling of uncertainty; she didn't know if the "immortal" from that day would come looking for her again. What if... the "teacher" he mentioned didn't agree to take her in? After all, she had always been sickly and didn't seem like a "talented and beautiful woman" at all.

The dormitory was quiet; Luo Yan was still "recovering" in the "medical center."

It's not that she was seriously injured. In fact, Luo Yan only suffered a concussion and woke up shortly after being taken to the medical center. Apart from a large swelling on her head, she didn't have any serious injuries.

After learning that she had regained consciousness, An Huiling went to visit her.

However, as a direct witness to the incident, Luo Yan also became the subject of questioning, and as a result, she was unable to leave the school even after An Huiling returned.

As for the actions of Tang Jingyuan, the president of the Pendulum Club, she did indeed feel a sense of betrayal and anger. However, Tang Jingyuan is now dead, leaving only sighs. It's just a pity that more than ten classmates are still in the hospital. (Because the authorities have blocked information, An Huiling is unaware of her classmates' conditions.)

An Huiling turned her head and looked at the pile of large and small "evil-repelling" items hanging in the dormitory, such as "house-protecting talismans," "gourds," and "five emperor coins." Her mother had specially sent someone to help her set them up.

If she hadn't acted out of spite and even threatened to go on a hunger strike, her family probably wouldn't have let her come to school this time. Even so, her father still arranged for some security personnel to be near the campus and instructed her that if she wanted to leave the school, she must be accompanied by security personnel.

Chapter 144 The Path to Immortality

Just as An Huiling was feeling uncertain, her phone vibrated. She opened it and saw a new ID on her phone requesting to add her as a friend. The request only had three words: "Mr. Zhang".

An Huiling's eyes lit up, and she immediately clicked "accept," then eagerly sent a seemingly pointless question: "I am An Huiling, are you Mr. Zhang?"

“It’s me. I’m waiting for you at the ‘Thinking Pavilion’ on Wangshan Mountain.”

An Huiling suddenly stood up from her seat, then reached out and covered her forehead to calm her slightly dizzy mind, reminding herself not to get excited, not to get excited.

Even so, after the dizziness subsided, she was still quite excited and took a walk around the dormitory. Then she wondered how Mr. Zhang knew that she had returned to school.

However, she quickly found the answer: legendary masters are said to be able to predict the future, and it seemed that Mr. Zhang was no exception.

I'm a little nervous... Hmm... what should I wear? Maybe that Suzhou embroidery brocade cape... would that be too flashy? No, no...

Sports clothes... don't seem formal enough...

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Wangsan Mountain is located within the campus of Cheonfu University Hall and is also one of Gangneung's famous attractions. It is named after the view of Yongchanpo, a bustling area of ​​Gangneung, that can be seen from the top of the mountain.

However, since it is located on campus, in order not to affect students' studies, Wangshan usually only opens to tourists on Sundays. On non-rest days like today, it is not open to the public.

This also resulted in not many people going up the mountain at this time. After all, apart from some night runners and couples, not many students from this school are willing to go through the trouble of climbing the mountain at night.

Siting Pavilion is located halfway up the mountain. Legend has it that it was erected in the early years of this dynasty by Wang Xuyan, who was then the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy in Jiangling. The name Siting Pavilion means "a gentleman should reflect on his own faults in quiet contemplation".

When An Huiling arrived at a point a hundred meters away from Siting using her mobility robot, she dismounted and walked forward. After passing a lush bamboo grove, she immediately spotted a familiar figure in a blue robe standing in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

An Huiling quickened her pace and walked to the pavilion. At this moment, the person in the pavilion also turned around, still wearing that mysterious purple-copper mask.

“Mr. Zhang, it’s a pleasure to see you again. I am Huiling, and I greet you with my greetings.” An Huiling curtsied.

“Miss An, we meet again.” Zhang Jingyi bowed in return, secretly admiring the woman before him. She wore a moon-white wide-sleeved jacket, and her jet-black hair was tied up in a simple bun at the back. She exuded a gentle and elegant oriental lady-like charm that was pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Jing strolled out of the pavilion, and then, with a seemingly casual flick of his sleeve, a rainbow bridge appeared out of nowhere, rising from before him and soaring into the clouds...

Under An Huiling's somewhat dazed gaze, Zhang Jing stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge first, turned back to An Huiling with a slight smile, and said meaningfully, "Miss An, you'd better keep up..."

Without saying another word, Zhang Jing slowly walked forward. His steps seemed slow but were actually fast, and in a short while, he had already covered a considerable distance. An Huiling, as if waking from a dream, disregarded her shock and carefully stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge. She felt that her feet were solid, as if she were walking on flat ground.

What An Huiling didn't know was that the moment she stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge, she had already passed the first test, which was the test of whether she had the aptitude for cultivation.

Not everyone possesses the aptitude for cultivation. In the human world, only a few exceptionally gifted individuals possess it. Of course, it's not as exaggerated as the one in hundreds described in some novels from Zhang Jing's previous life, but it's not something that's commonplace either.

Suppressing her nervousness and excitement, An Huiling quickened her pace and walked forward along the Rainbow Bridge.