𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐈𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞?
Many things can be achieved through effort, but there are exceptions.
If you ask which profession relies extremely on innate talent, without a doubt, it’s the Divination Master.
You may reach the level of Heavenly Earthly Profound Yellow, or Earthly Profound Yellow through hard work even with mediocre aptitude. But to become a Heavenly Divination Master, in addition to hard practice and rich experience, you must have a superior or even exceptional spiritual sense talent, it is absolutely indispensable!
“Heaven is really playing with me. This lower-level aptitude isn’t even enough to be a servant in my previous life. . . . . .”
Jiang Chu helplessly slumped on the table, a face full of despair.
In terms of Heavenly Earthly Profound Yellow, no matter how hard she tries, she could only remain at the Yellow level in this lifetime. It’s impossible to ascend to the Profound level, let alone become Heavenly as she was in her past life.
Living a life of hardship isn’t easy after all. . . . . .
Jiang Chu sighed in her room. Hearing her, Hua Lan outside the door couldn’t help but speak, “Miss, are you alright?”
“You come in.” Jiang Chu sat up straight.
Hua Lan opened the door, a small head peering in, carefully asking, “Miss, are you hungry? Do you want me to make date flower pastry for you?”
Hua Lan was a loyal maid, good at grooming, kind-hearted, and soft. Cooking was her weak point, but her one skill lay in a dessert called date flower pastry.
The original Jiang Chu happened to like eating date flower pastry, so whenever she was in a bad mood, Hua Lan would make this snack to cheer her up.
However, Jiang Chu hadn’t eaten it for a month now.
During this sad month for Jiang Chu, Hua Lan was also distressed, but she could do nothing but worry.
All she could do was make fresh date flower pastry every day and then quietly take it away after Jiang Chu’s refusal.
The miss wasn’t eating, but she wanted her miss to feel her care.
“Make it later, I have something to ask you.” Jiang Chu looked at Hua Lan, a bit uncomfortable, “Where are my father and mother? And Jiang Ting?”
In her previous life, she was a wild child, an orphan early on, struggling through life with tears and blood. She wasn’t born a young lady but gained a more prestigious and stable position in the end.
The term “father and mother” felt very unfamiliar to her.
“The Master and Madam left for Half Moon Forest five days ago on a new mission and said they’d be back at the earliest in half a month. The young master has gone to learn martial arts with Master Meng and is currently not home.” Hua Lan replied, “They left in a hurry and couldn’t tell you personally, but they instructed us to take good care of you.”
The Master and Madam of the Jiang Family were martial arts experts. They were bounty hunters in their youth, but not assassins; they ventured into dangerous places to hunt beasts or find rare treasures, earning hefty rewards.
Both were skilled and a harmonious couple, often partnering on missions with high success rates.
With this, they established a family fortune and settled in Yuxiao City, opening a high-end store called “Treasure Medicine Pavilion” to sell items they’d collected during their travels.
The shop was managed by an old shopkeeper, so they didn’t have to oversee it personally. They occasionally took orders and traveled for rare goods.
The original host had been brooding in her room for a month, immersed in her grief, unaware of her family’s whereabouts.
It wasn’t that they were tired of her, they simply wanted to give her space.
“I understand. . . . . .”
“Miss, Miss, someone from the academy is here to see you. She says her name is Mu Qi!”
The doorman hurriedly ran over to report.
Jiang Chu’s face twitched, “Don’t see her.”
“Ah, too late, she. . . . . .”
“I’m already here.” A cold female voice hummed, and then a flash of red appeared.
A 17-year-old girl, radiant and flamboyant, her long hair tied high in a ponytail, with bright phoenix eyes, looked around, shining.
Seeing her, Jiang Chu’s face darkened, “Who let you in? Xiao Cheng, throw her out!”
Speaking to the doorman, Jiang Chu was about to turn back to her room.
She could entertain others if they came, but Mu Qi. . . . . .better forget about it.
Because she was the sworn enemy of the original host.
Both in Yuxiao Academy, the original Mu Qi was recognized as a genius girl, with a great background, beautiful appearance, and extremely talented in martial arts. Both the teachers and classmates appreciated her.
But only one year after she entered the academy, before she could enjoy the glory of being a genius, she was surpassed by Jiang Chu, a younger but more astonishingly talented new student.
In terms of background, Mu Qi was the daughter of the famous Mu family, while Jiang Chu’s parents were capable and not short of money, but they couldn’t compare with her aristocratic origin.
In terms of appearance, Mu Qi was beautiful, while Jiang Chu was disfigured.
But strangely enough, Jiang Chu, who was inferior to Mu Qi in all aspects, managed to become the most eye-catching student in the whole academy with her extraordinary talent and determination. The teachers were also more partial to her. Whenever the first person in the whole academy, or genius, was mentioned, everyone only thought of Jiang Chu.
So, although both were just students seeking education, they were doomed to be in conflict and couldn’t get along peacefully. Jiang Chu was proud and didn’t provoke others, but she didn’t indulge Mu Qi either. The two fought against each other, causing the classmates to take sides, dividing into Qi’s faction and Chu’s faction.
The two had always been at odds, never giving each other a good face. Now that the original host’s martial arts were completely ruined, falling from genius to waste, Mu Qi came at this moment. . . . . .
Jiang Chu felt that becoming a waste in divination was annoying enough, and she didn’t want to further degrade herself.
It’s better not to see it.
“If you want me to demolish your house, just try to drive me away.”
Mu Qi sneered coldly, her hand already on the hilt of her sword.
The advancing doorman dared not move.
Jiang Chu looked up at the sky, “Say whatever you want to say, no one can stop you if you want to do something to me.”
Hua Lan panicked when she heard this, quickly spreading her arms to block in front of Jiang Chu.
Mu Qi frowned, “Who wants to do something to you? I have something to say to you, come with me.”
She said, taking the lead into Jiang Chu’s room.
Jiang Chu: ??
Is this your house or mine?
She was stunned for a moment, then stepped into the room.
“Miss. . . . . .” Hua Lan was anxious to stop her.
“It’s fine, wait for me at the door.” Jiang Chu patted Hua Lan’s arm.
Mu Qi was always proud; if she said she wouldn’t make a move, she wouldn’t go back on her word.
An old opponent, Jiang Chu could still figure out her nature from memory.
(End of the chapter)