High-martial world + No female lead + Leveling up.
Starting with an SSS-rank talent and a mysterious sword spirit teacher, Jiang Wuyuan can only ask: How can I lose?
Years later.
...
He only set special reminders for two or three people, and Jiang Wuyuan thought they had something important to tell him.
As soon as he scanned the bracelet, his gaze suddenly froze.
—It is Huoling.
Jiang Wuyuan excitedly stood up from the ground.
He was eager to know where Huo Ling was, whether he was doing well, and whether he had encountered any danger.
However, Huo Ling only sent a string of strange characters, nothing else.
Jiang Wuyuan tentatively replied with a message.
The chat interface immediately displayed that all-too-familiar red exclamation mark.
...I blocked him again.
The boy's gaze was heavy, filled with a mix of complex emotions and helplessness, as well as guilt and self-blame for not being able to help his friend.
He couldn't help but recall what had happened before.
Huo Qianshan's death was the greatest regret he experienced after gaining power.
And now, Huo Ling, whom he wanted to help with all his might, seems to have once again slipped through his fingers.
He was helpless, yet he couldn't stop because of it.
...
Nian Qingfeng entered the room at that very moment.
It's lunchtime.
Based on his routine over the past few days, Jiang Wuyuan should have arrived at the dining room long ago.
However, he sat in the restaurant for half an hour today, but Jiang Wuyuan still didn't come.
So Nian Qingfeng decided to come and take a look.
As soon as I entered, I saw Jiang Wuyuan frowning as he stared at the bracelet.
What happened?
Sword cultivators always get straight to the point, and Nian Qingfeng was no exception.
He walked up to Jiang Wuyuan with a smile, not ignoring the fleeting surprise and the pain the boy tried to hide in his eyes.
Nian Qingfeng's smile remained unchanged, but he fell silent for a moment.
When Jiang Wuyuan saw that it was him, he quickly realized that it was because he had been late for lunch.
"I'm sorry, Master, I was just..."
"It's nothing." Nian Qingfeng interrupted him as he was about to apologize. "What happened? Tell me."
Jiang Wuyuan lowered his eyelashes with a calm expression, ultimately choosing not to hide it.
He handed the message from Huo Ling to Nian Qingfeng.
"Huo Ling suddenly sent me a message."
After that incident... he never contacted me again and even blocked me on his bracelet.
Upon hearing this, Nian Qingfeng carefully scanned the string of characters.
He was more knowledgeable than Jiang Wuyuan and quickly realized that something was wrong.
"This appears to be a string of encrypted text."
Jiang Wuyuan quickly realized: "Does he have information he wants to tell me?"
"That seems to be the case at the moment," Nian Qingfeng said, stroking his chin.
He naturally knew a bit about this friend of his young apprentice.
It's all about timing and fate.
Even if Huo Ling didn't know Jiang Wuyuan at first, the Huo family's ancestors were related to Night Owl, so their fate probably wouldn't be good.
How many people who get involved with the night owl can have a good ending?
If Jiang Wuyuan had become powerful, it would be fine; he could help the Huo family restrain Night Owl to some extent.
Unfortunately, the Night Owl's attack was too fast.
Before Jiang Wuyuan had fully matured, they had already planted a thorn deep in his heart.
Although this didn't affect Jiang Wuyuan too much, it's still a problem that needs to be solved in the future.
Look at that time, between Jiang Wuyuan and Huo Ling.
How should we deal with all of this?