Chapter 151 House Arrest
The shocking accident at the F1 racetrack instantly went viral online.
Seven out of the top ten trending topics on major social media platforms are related to this accident.
But what caught the most attention was the blue figure leaping down from the VIP stands.
Topics such as "#Mysterious woman casts golden light shield#", "#Taoist monk appears at F1 racetrack#", and "#Woman in blue is suspected to be a trembling music streamer#" are rising at an alarming rate.
Countless netizens shared that video wildly.
In the scene, a girl in a Taoist robe stands in mid-air. As golden light flows from her fingertips, a huge golden dome appears out of thin air, completely isolating the raging sea of fire and the flying metal fragments.
In the monitoring room of the Special Task Force for Paranormal Affairs, the air was so thick it was suffocating.
"This is impossible..."
Section Chief Zhong Zhengming stared intently at the screen, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"How could she have already reached the Nascent Soul stage?"
The surveillance footage froze on the moment Lu Yao formed the hand seals, and runes could be faintly seen flashing within the flowing golden light.
This is precisely the Qiankun Protector Mantra recorded in ancient texts, which can only be performed by those at the Nascent Soul stage.
"How long has it been since she first appeared in the live stream?" The deputy pulled up the file with trembling hands. "Three months... that cultivation speed..."
Zhong Zhengming slammed his fist on the control panel, causing the teacup to bounce.
The monitor screen switched to other images: the scene of Qiannian Gangtong suppressing a century-old vengeful ghost remotely at Youmeng Lake; the scene of her unleashing Samadhi True Fire on the set of the TV program "Starry Eyes Awakening"...
At the time, they thought she was only at the Golden Core stage, which now seems ridiculous.
Zhong Zhengming's eyes were terrifyingly complex.
Shock, jealousy, and fear intertwined like venomous snakes.
"The internet was only connected after a thousand years..."
Zhong Zhengming stared intently at the screen, his teeth grinding together.
Lu Yao's youthful, almost childlike face was particularly jarring in the surveillance footage.
At only around twenty years old, he had already reached the pinnacle of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect).
In this era of depleted spiritual energy and declining Daoist traditions, countless cultivators exhaust their lifespans for a hundred years without ever touching the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage, yet she easily crossed it in just two months.
"Nascent Soul stage..."
He looked down at the dim golden core phantom in his palm, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation welled up in his heart.
As the most outstanding direct descendant of the Zhong family in this generation, he received preferential treatment from the family resources from a young age, and was hailed as a once-in-a-century genius when he reached the Core Formation stage at the age of twenty-five.
Now at the age of thirty-two, he has risen to the position of Director of the Special Office for Supernatural Affairs, overseeing all the mystical sects in the world, a truly prestigious position.
But all of this seemed like a joke to Lu Yao.
Investigate! Investigate thoroughly!
Zhong Zhengming suddenly sprang to his feet and smashed the solid wood desk with a single blow.
Amidst the flying wood chips, veins bulged on his forehead: "How could a rogue cultivator of unknown origin possibly..."
...
Lu Yao's reputation on the internet is soaring.
As the five suppressing stone tablets were shattered one after another, her cultivation level recovered at an astonishing speed, almost by leaps and bounds every day.
In stark contrast, the once illustrious Lu family is rapidly collapsing.
The scene of Gu Jing bringing two female ghosts from the Republican era, Zhao Nan and Zhao Bei, to his door to collect a debt, scaring him so much that his crotch was soaked with sweat, is still a topic of conversation among business people.
The tragic scene of 80 million yuan being transferred on the spot made Lu Jianhong a complete laughing stock.
The stock price of Lu's Group plummeted to its daily limit on the day the incident was exposed, and its partners withdrew their investments one after another.
"Mr. Lu, it's an honor to meet you." During every business meeting, the other party's amused gaze would always linger on Lu Jianhong's crotch. "I heard that you... have a problem with your bladder?"
The snickers that rose and fell in the conference room were like knives slowly torturing his dignity.
What's even more humiliating is that, knowing the other party is only there to laugh at him, he still has to force a smile and keep going to the appointments time and time again.
Because the Lu family's cash flow is on the verge of breaking down.
The only family still willing to lend a helping hand is the Huo family, a family they have a long-standing friendship with.
The two families' arranged marriage began in the grandparents' generation, and Lu Kangning and Huo Wenyan grew up together as childhood sweethearts.
Despite the Huo family elders' reservations about Lu Jianhong's scandal, they gritted their teeth and invested 30 million for the sake of their two children.
Lu Jianhong and Xie Yutong practically saw the Huo family as their lifeline.
However, recently, Xie Yutong noticed that Lu Kangning was acting strangely.
He always comes home an hour or two late after school.
Xie Yutong, being cautious, checked Lu Kangning's credit card statement.
You won't believe it until you look it up, and what you find will shock you.
Xie Yutong's fingers trembled as she gripped the bill, and her vision blurred.
The glaring expense records on the bill pierced her eyes like knives: men's watches, custom-made suits.
The final transfer of 200,000 yuan was sent directly to an account she least wanted to see: Fan Huaiyuan's.
That fake young master who was kicked out of the Fan family, that imposter who usurped the family's place, now dares to lay his hands on the Lu family's daughter!
Xie Yutong slowly sat down on the sofa, the meaningful look in Old Master Huo's eyes flashing through her mind.
The reason why the Huo family was still willing to help the Lu family was because the two families had a pre-existing marriage agreement.
The childhood friendship between Lu Kangning and Huo Wenyan is the only respectable thing the Lu family can maintain now.
"Madam, Miss is back," the butler whispered from outside the door.
Xie Yutong took a deep breath and stuffed the bill into the drawer.
She looked at her distorted face in the mirror, rubbed her cheeks hard, and forced a proper smile.
Now is not the time to tear things apart; she needs to figure out first what kind of bewitching potion this wretched girl has been given.
"Mom, I'm home."
Lu Kangning hummed a song as he pushed open the door and entered.
Xie Yutong's nails dug into her palms, but her smile grew even gentler: "Ningning, the Huo family is hosting a banquet tomorrow, and Wenyan specifically instructed you to arrive early."
She felt a chill run through her as she watched Lu Kangning's smile freeze instantly.
That unfilial son has no idea what kind of situation the Lu family is in now!
Instead of having the eldest grandson of the Huo family, she's entangled with another man.
That's fine, but if the family is more prominent than the Huo family, Xie Yutong would definitely turn a blind eye.
But he just had to provoke a stray dog who had been kicked out of his home.
That night, Fan Huaiyuan did not receive any message from Lu Kangning.
There was nothing the next day either.
For three consecutive days, news about Lu Kangning went unanswered.
Fan Huaiyuan initially thought she was just held up by her family, but when no one answered his seventeenth call, he finally couldn't sit still any longer.
He went directly to Lu Kangning's school, only to receive a perfunctory reply: "Lu has taken leave, saying he is not feeling well."
When Fan Huaiyuan parked his electric car in front of the Lu family villa, the carved gate was already tightly closed.
The security guard stood coldly at the door: "Mr. Lu has instructed that no one from the Fan family will be seen."
"I'm looking for Lu Kangning."
"Miss is ill and unable to receive guests."
Fan Huaiyuan frowned, about to force his way in, when the villa's door slowly opened.
Lu Jianhong stood on the steps in a sharp suit, with Xie Yutong behind him, her face gloomy.
“Young Master Fan,” Lu Jianhong’s voice was like ice, “didn’t your adoptive father or biological father teach you that you can’t touch someone else’s fiancée?”
Fan Huaiyuan squinted and noticed a figure flash by behind the curtains on the second floor.
It's Lu Kangning!
Her pale face flashed behind the glass for a moment before she was forcibly dragged away by the maid.
"Did you manage to spend 200,000 yuan smoothly?" Xie Yutong suddenly spoke, her voice shrill. "A bastard child who was expelled from the Fan family, does he even dare to covet my daughter?"
Sweat beaded on Fan Huaiyuan's forehead.
He never expected that the Lu family would find the transfer records, and he never expected that Lu Kangning would be placed under house arrest.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
