Chapter 140: Aunt Xie Lingyu 140_1
[[Damn, what the heck is Pangu creating the world????]
[Is such an absurd story really part of our Yunxia mythology?]
[Hilarious, has the government gone mad in desperation and started making stuff up?]
[If enough people believe it, even the fake becomes real.]
[Am I the only one curious if the Moon Palace Card Set came from this story?]
[If this story can be reasonably extended to the Moon Palace Card Set, I’ll believe it. I still remember the story of Hou Yi shooting the suns and Changer ascending to the heavens.]
[Indeed, it needs to connect with the Moon Palace Cards to be credible.]
[Report, a bunch of Spirit Card Masters around me tried making cards all night, and all were failures, especially quick ones. Those that are completely made up can’t even get the drawing right, which shows how fake this story is.]
[Am I the only one curious about who the woman at the end is? Honestly, this author’s art style is pretty good; it would be fun to read as a serialized comic.]
「A new day dawned.」 Not a single Pangu card had been successfully made the previous night. Coupled with the officials’ sudden release of the Yunxia civilization story, this led many to accuse the government of fabricating things.
Even international news had started to fiercely criticize.
[Shocking! Has Yunxia run out of options and started fabricating civilizational stories?]
[A civilization should stem from the shared knowledge of all its people, and clearly, Yunxia lacks this recognition.]
[Will a vanished civilization ever reemerge?]
[Witnessing the Third Empire fabricate civilizational stories reveals the hysterical madness beneath the facade of a superpower.]
[Where will Yunxia’s path of cards lead?]
These news reports were then reposted back to the domestic internet, causing a large number of netizens to feel extremely embarrassed after reading them.
[How embarrassing! If our country doesn’t have mythical civilizations, so be it, but why make stuff up?]
[Without a civilization, our cards are still very strong, only behind Sanctuary and the Frost Moon Empire. Why create such a laughingstock?]
[Why does everyone sound so negative when they wake up? Isn’t it normal for cards to not be creatable? They’re not like cabbages you can pick up by the roadside; do you think you can make one just by reading a story?]
[So annoying! We’re already discriminated against abroad. As a Spirit Card Master, I was just mocked by students from other countries asking if our Empire has gone mad to do such things. It’s utterly humiliating!]
[Indeed humiliating! I have no idea what the officials are thinking, daring to claim such a fabricated story under the banner of ancient Yunxia mythology.]
[Didn’t the creator of the Moon Palace Card Set claim they were based on Yunxia’s mythical civilization? If the story were true, wouldn’t it mean the cards have some validity? Is it possible that Pangu is just too powerful, and that’s why they can’t be made? That kind of creator god-level being just seems impossible to create; God from the other side hasn’t been made into a card either.]
[If the Moon Palace Cards stem from this story, is the author of the serialized comic the same as the creator of the Moon Palace Card Set? Having their own section on the official card website means they have quite a bit of prestige.]
Many people were pessimistic about the emergence of this story.
Because they didn’t believe it.
In their disbelief, and with other Empires mocking wildly, many people from the Yunxia Empire felt ashamed.
Zero Egg also couldn’t quite understand this sentiment. "Why feel ashamed? Your Yunxia Empire lost its civilization while saving the world, didn’t it?"
Wen Jiang gently touched the card pool in front of her, whispering, "But those events are too distant now. Human memory at its clearest lasts only a few decades, let alone a thousand years..."
The devastating battle of a thousand years ago—not many people remembered what Yunxia sacrificed for it.
With little evidence available, it seemed even those within the current Empire questioned whether Yunxia had ever possessed a so-called civilization at all.
They were like a group of homeless children who had come together to build this Empire, unable to find any traces to prove the existence of their ancestors.
Zero Egg got serious for once. "My database, after being scanned by the Heart of the World, indeed shows that Yunxia had a golden age, the peak of a splendid civilization, and also the longest-lasting one before it was interrupted. Sadly, there isn’t enough energy to restore these civilizations."
Scanning a planet’s history spanning thousands of years was a considerable burden, even for the Heart of the World.
Unless absolutely necessary, the Heart of the World wouldn’t waste energy like this; it would only search for key individuals chosen by fate who could bring in a significant amount of emotional energy.
Wen Jiang said, "It’s okay. I still remember. At least I remember."
Coming to such a world, whether it was the Heart of the World that saved her or not, she remembered. Yunxia as it is now probably wouldn’t evoke much of a sense of belonging for her. Fortunately, she had been born in a peaceful era, in a country that people found hard to forget. Thus, she could help these people find their once lost past.
Zero Egg couldn’t hold back. "So how do you know this?"
Zero Egg was unaware of Wen Jiang’s conversation with the Heart of the World. It couldn’t know how Wen Jiang had come to this world and was actually starting to suspect Wen Jiang didn’t belong here. If she was from here, how could she remember the lost mythical civilization of Yunxia?
Wen Jiang replied, "You guess."
Zero Egg: "..."
「After winning the competition, the team members had a brief two-day rest. With the next match being against an ordinary association, Tang Qian gave them leave—primarily for Wen Jiang.」
Wen Jiang had been staying with the association. Her previous warning to her ’cheap’ uncle had proven effective; at least, she heard from Hua Zhuo that everyone from the Xie Family had returned from abroad. However, due to Wen Jiang’s own wishes and her participation in the competition, no one dared to provoke her.
Hua Zhuo’s takeover of the company didn’t seem to be going smoothly. While Xie Lingyan didn’t dare to cause any trouble, the Qiao Family was looking for excuses. Hua Zhuo hadn’t told Wen Jiang, and Wen Jiang didn’t care.
But that didn’t mean she would have peace returning to the Jimo Family.
「Wen Jiang took the opportunity to return to the Jimo Family.」 She coincidentally met an unlucky individual from the Xie Family who had come for a visit. This person was mainly looking for Hua Zhuo but unexpectedly ran into Wen Jiang.
This unlucky individual was Wen Jiang’s aunt, Old Lady Xie’s youngest daughter. She was only twenty-eight years old, unmarried, and beautiful as a flower. Clearly raised with pampering, her skin was delicate and tender.
It was almost as if she had been enhanced using a Spirit Card, like Nian Jian.
A taciturn, tall man stood by her side. He looked handsome and dashing—not like a boyfriend, but more like a bodyguard.
This aunt was named Xie Lingyu. She had just come out of Hua Zhuo’s study when she bumped into Wen Jiang entering the main gate.
Wen Jiang’s identity was too conspicuous. Even if one had never seen her, a simple internet search would reveal who she was.
Xie Lingyu hadn’t expected to see Wen Jiang, and her moist eyes lit up instantaneously. "Ah Jiang? I’m your aunt, Xie Lingyu."
Wen Jiang merely glanced at Xie Lingyu without responding, her gaze instead sweeping over the man.
The man looked back at Wen Jiang, his eyes fierce and cold, like a wolf.
He had an air about him that Wen Jiang found familiar, much like a squad she had once killed in Border City.