Chapter Ninety-Two: All for Power

Pudong International Airport

It was a vast international airport, among the finest in the country. The architecture was not especially distinctive, yet everywhere it exuded a sense of grandeur and composure. Great floor-to-ceiling glass windows made the interior exceptionally bright, free of any oppressive feeling.

Xiao Cheng escorted his elder sister-in-law, Ning Jingzhe, to the airport, carrying one of her suitcases for her.

The moment Ning Jingzhe stepped into the ticketing hall, countless eyes turned toward her at once.

She was strikingly beautiful, with an extraordinarily impressive figure, a head-turning presence, and long legs. Tall and imposing, she carried herself with a cold, domineering aura; merely standing there at ease, she seemed like an unshakable pillar, impossible to ignore.

There was no doubt that wherever Ning Jingzhe went, she would instantly become the center of attention. She possessed the bearing of a born leader.

The women around her looked on with envy and admiration, while the men’s gazes were even more ardent. Yet none of them dared to approach her. They understood very well that this woman, brimming with overwhelming confidence, was not someone they could ever hope to touch.

Looking at Ning Jingzhe, they felt themselves a cut below her. Leaving aside her height alone, even her presence radiated pressure at every moment, so much so that they could not help imagining that if she stood in the middle of a herd of dinosaurs, people might actually mistake those dinosaurs for her pets.

Even Xiao Cheng had to admit that his sister-in-law’s aura was terrifyingly formidable. In front of her, any man would probably turn into a polished pretty boy. Standing beside her with her luggage in hand, he naturally felt like a little attendant.

“All right, I’m going in. During this time, be careful. If things really go south, then just go back to the old residence and turn yourself in.” Ning Jingzhe laughed heartily, waved her hand, and strode into the waiting area. When she reached security, she casually pulled out a pass, leaving the male guard both disappointed and stunned, and he hurriedly let her through.

Once inside the waiting hall, Ning Jingzhe suddenly turned back and said to Xiao Cheng outside the security gate, “Don’t forget what I told you.”

Xiao Cheng hesitated slightly, not understanding what she meant, and then saw her point to her chest.

His mouth twitched. Only then did he realize that she was talking about compensating her for the underwear, and he could only nod helplessly.

After seeing his sister-in-law off, Xiao Cheng was about to leave the airport when he heard a song he knew all too well.

How should I prove it, how should I express it, feeling so down right now... could I be a little braver... don’t go away...

The rounded, clear voice was crisp and lovely, like a celestial melody. Xiao Cheng froze, then looked up at the giant screen in the airport. There, in the image, a fresh and beautiful young woman stood by the sea with a bass in her hands, facing the spray of the waves, smiling through tears as she sang this song.

Pudong International Airport

She was beautiful, pure, and possessed a kind of ethereal grace, delicate and lively, like water drawn from a mountain spring, clean and clear, and like the freedom of the deep blue sea. Her smile was a little childlike, yet it carried a faint trace of sorrow.

As the song played, the noisy ticket hall suddenly fell silent, and almost everyone looked up at the massive screen. The singing was so penetrating and infectious that many people with stories hidden in their hearts could not help but feel their eyes grow moist.

Xiao Cheng looked at the woman on the screen and smiled. He not only knew her, but knew her extremely well. She was an optimist, loved sleeping in, adored keeping cats, and was a complete glutton who could finish a hundred pounds of jackfruit all by herself.

He knew her so well because she was his third sister-in-law, Ni Cai, an internationally renowned singer and actress with enormous influence.

The song was very short, only about a minute long. When it ended, the entire hall erupted into cheers, and many people shouted wildly.

"I love you, Ni Cai..."

"I love you, Ni Cai..."

"Ni Cai, Ni Cai, Ni Cai..."

Xiao Cheng had always found this sort of idol worship difficult to understand, but the song truly was beautiful. If he remembered correctly, when his sister-in-law Ni Cai’s album was released, it immediately claimed the crown with ten million copies sold worldwide, sweeping across the globe.

In truth, Ni Cai rarely sang or acted. She was already the president of the Xiao family’s Fantasky Entertainment Group, so there was no need for her to appear in public at all. Besides, she was absurdly lazy. In her own words, "I just like sleeping until I wake naturally, eating gourmet food until my jaw goes numb, and singing and acting sounds way too exhausting." So whether she sang or filmed a movie was entirely a matter of mood.

The songs she had sung could be counted on one hand, yet every one of them was a classic. She had acted in only two films: one was the niche art film "Leading Lady," and the other was the science-fiction blockbuster "Battle for the Galaxy," which set the global box office record.

After watching the short clip, Xiao Cheng left the airport, his mood suddenly heavy.

Unknowingly, he had already been reborn for nearly two months. Time had already reached the winter of the year thirteen, and after the New Year, many things would happen in the year to come.

He remembered clearly that year fourteen was the most difficult year for the Xiao family. That year, because his sister-in-law Ni Cai was injured while filming "Battle for the Galaxy 2," the Xiao family lost more than two hundred million in investment costs.

His second sister-in-law, Yao Tiao, was detained and investigated by the Supervision Department on suspicion of trafficking in important national relics. This directly caused the reputation of the Xiao family enterprise "Heaven Character" Antiques to plummet, resulting in losses of well over a billion, whether directly or indirectly.

What the Xiao family lost was not merely money. It was, without question, like severing one of their arms.

Hu Xiao Pharmaceuticals, because of Xiao Guowei, had already basically broken free of the Xiao family’s control. However, Xiao Guowei had already been killed by Xiao Cheng himself, so such a thing would certainly never happen again.

That year was a tremendous turning point for the Xiao family. Their power was weakened to the very bottom, leaving them last among the five hidden cultivating families of Shanghai.

Recalling all this, Xiao Cheng only felt immense pressure. But since he had already foreseen these events, he would certainly do everything in his power to prevent them from happening. The Xiao family was not only Xiao Fusheng’s family; it was also his home, with his grandmother, his sisters-in-law, and all the other loved ones. He would never want to see the Xiao family fall into decline midway through its course.

Still, those were matters of the future. There was no need to worry too much about them now. The task at hand was to keep strengthening himself without pause. If he wanted to stop all this, then without power, everything was empty talk.

Xiao Cheng had originally planned to return directly to Thompson Residences to see his sister-in-law Yu'er, whom he had not seen for more than ten days. The Fang family’s forcing Yu'er to remarry worried him somewhat. But thinking of all that would happen in the coming year, he changed his direction.

He had to raise his strength as quickly as possible. He could not keep waiting. Although his progress was already fast enough, reaching the eighth stage of Foundation Building in just two months, he was still not satisfied.

He drove to the Deathless Bun Shop and entered the familiar underground dark city.

He had come here to find spirit herbs. Before, taking Nurturing Spirit Pills had worked extremely well for him, and if he wanted to raise his cultivation quickly, Nurturing Spirit Pills were absolutely the best choice. They were not only cheap to refine, but their success rate was also very high.

Among all of Shanghai, if one were to ask where spirit herbs were easiest to find, without question it would be the dark underground city.

The city lord of Black City, Hong Jiuling, was himself a cultivator and possessed formidable abilities in gathering resources. He was certain to have stockpiled quite a number of low-grade spirit herbs.

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