Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 679 - 681, I said, I said it all. (Second update)

Chapter 679: 681, I said, I said it all. (Second update)

"Mm, we will be careful, godmother. Please don’t worry." Seeing that Mo Zhixuan was silent, Chu Jin took over the conversation with a smile on her face. No matter what, Aunt Lin had given her a second chance at life, and she couldn’t let the old couple down.

She thought she knew why Aunt Lin had suddenly become like this towards her.

It was all because of what happened before with Jian Yi.

If she were to marry Jian Yi, she would not only fulfill the elderly couple’s wish but would also be able to repay the debt of life smoothly.

But now.

She and Jian Yi were going down separate paths, against Aunt Lin’s wishes. In Aunt Lin’s eyes, she owed her a life, and now it was only right to repay it.

Actually, this was good.

They were even with each other.

From now on, when facing Aunt Lin, she could carry less psychological burden.

Having finished speaking, Chu Jin turned to leave with Mo Zhixuan.

Watching the two of them leave, Uncle Wu looked down at Aunt Lin, somewhat frustrated and disappointed, and said, "You, you! How could you say such a thing to the child?"

"What’s wrong with me? Why are you getting so angry for no reason?" Aunt Lin didn’t realize what she had said wrong because in her eyes, Chu Jin ought to do these things. What was wrong with repaying a debt with money or a life with a life?

Since Chu Jin was unwilling to marry Jian Yi, then she’d have to do everything in her power to save her! Only then would they be even.

Seeing Aunt Lin like this, Uncle Wu shook his head in exasperation.

Really!

He was so angry he could die, and the person who caused his anger didn’t even know what he was angry about!

"Don’t want to deal with you!" Aunt Lin gave Uncle Wu a sideways glance before turning to enter the house.

Uncle Wu sighed deeply and chased after the direction Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin had gone.

"Jin, Zhixuan," Uncle Wu called out to their retreating backs.

"Godfather, why have you come?" Chu Jin asked, somewhat surprised.

"Jin, Zhixuan," Uncle Wu started with a look of remorse. "I’m really sorry about just now. Your godmother speaks without thinking. Please, don’t take her words to heart, especially you, Jin. On behalf of your godmother, I formally apologize to you. I hope you won’t take to heart what she said just now."

Uncle Wu sincerely apologized.

He felt somewhat sorry for Chu Jin.

What he had done was an act of kindness.

But now...

"Godfather, you’re making too much of it," Chu Jin stopped Uncle Wu from bowing, "You are the elder, and I’m the younger one. How can I accept such a grand gesture from you? Besides, what did godmother say just now? I didn’t hear anything, did I?"

Chu Jin playfully blinked her eyes, acting as if she didn’t care at all.

For a moment, Uncle Wu felt even more ashamed. He knew that Chu Jin was a good child; she said this just so he wouldn’t feel embarrassed.

The words Aunt Lin had just said would have made Chu Jin uncomfortable not just in hearing them, but they had also made Uncle Wu feel incredibly unpleasant.

Uncle Wu had more to say, but Chu Jin quickly interjected with a smile, "Alright, godfather, you should get back. Godmother can’t do without someone, and Zhixuan and I have to get going, too."

After finishing, Chu Jin took Mo Zhixuan and they began walking into the mountains.

Uncle Wu watched their retreating figures and sighed deeply.

"Jin, can we hurry back after we find the herbs?" Mo Zhixuan looked down at Chu Jin, his profound phoenix eyes filled with earnestness.

He couldn’t bear to see Jin aggrieved.

Though Mo Zhixuan was a man, his thoughts were very delicate. He knew that Aunt Lin’s previous kindness to Chu Jin was motivated by a certain purpose.

"It might not be possible," Chu Jin shook her head slightly, "The process of drawing out the cold butterflies is complicated; at the earliest, it may take about half a month. If you’re busy, you should go back first. I can handle it myself."

"I’m worried about you. Does Aunt Lin... not like you very much?" Now, Mo Zhixuan even had reservations about calling her ’godmother.’

"Not really, I don’t know what’s gotten into her; she used to be very kind to me on the mountain. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have survived to this day..." As she spoke, her expression turned gloomy.

The sudden change in Aunt Lin’s attitude had hit her hard. After all, she truly regarded Aunt Lin as her own mother.

And when she awoke, the first person she saw was Aunt Lin.

The feeling Aunt Lin gave her was irreplaceable by anyone else.

"Jin." Mo Zhixuan stopped in his tracks and pulled her into his embrace.

"It’s okay." Chu Jin smiled and pushed him away, "I’m not that fragile. Really, if you’re busy, you should go ahead, don’t let it interfere with your important matters. I can really do this on my own. Look, I’ve lived here for a year before, and I was fine, wasn’t I?"

Although Chu Jin still didn’t know exactly who Mo Zhixuan was, from Aunt Lin and Uncle Wu’s reactions, he seemed to be someone with an important role, in command of life and death.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been so fearful.

"You are my important matter." Mo Zhixuan tightened his grip on her hand, his words flirtatious yet seemingly filled with deep feelings.

Those phoenix eyes were too deep and too heavy, Chu Jin blinked for a moment before smiling and saying, "Unfortunately, my main business is searching for medicinal herbs."

The path up the mountain was far from easy.

It was almost nonexistent.

The deeper they went, the more pervasive the miasma became. Even Uncle Wu probably had never ventured this far into the mountains.

The towering trees blotted out the sky, and combined with the miasma, visibility within the forest was extremely low.

"Wait," Chu Jin said with a slight frown, extending her hand to stop Mo Zhixuan in his tracks.

"What’s wrong?" Mo Zhixuan asked, looking down with some perplexity.

"Footprints," Chu Jin pointed to the ground ahead.

In this primeval forest, aside from Uncle Wu and his wife living at the foot of the mountain, no other living person had come by. But now, there were footprints, and the traces were so fresh that Chu Jin felt a sense of crisis.

Especially now that both Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin had been possessed by the cold butterfly.

This could not help but raise their level of alertness.

Mo Zhixuan crouched down, picked up a clump of soil from the footprint, and lightly sniffed it at his nose, then slowly began to speak, "It’s a woman’s footprint, about three hours old, age around 20, heading in an easterly direction. Shall we follow?"

Chu Jin looked at the footprint on the ground, raising her eyebrows slightly, "A woman with such large feet?"

The footprint on the ground was at least size 45 or above.

This didn’t seem at all like a woman’s foot.

Upon hearing her, Mo Zhixuan subconsciously looked at Chu Jin’s feet, indeed there was a significant difference when compared, "It is definitely a woman’s foot, perhaps she is quite tall."

"So sure?" Chu Jin raised an eyebrow.

Mo Zhixuan twisted the soil in his hand, "That’s because a unique scent is produced by the hormone secretion on a female’s body, which is different from that of a male. If you don’t believe me, take a sniff." Saying so, he extended his finger towards Chu Jin’s nose.

Chu Jin took a light whiff, "I don’t smell anything." She could only smell the earthy scent of soil.

She prided herself on her keen sense of smell, but compared to Mo Zhixuan, she was still far behind.

Mo Zhixuan smiled, took out a tissue, and leisurely wiped his hand.

"People of our family naturally have a different sense of smell from others. It’s okay if you can’t smell it. As long as our children can smell it in the future, that will be enough."

Children?

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, this man was really thinking far ahead.

Mo Zhixuan observed the surroundings, his brows slightly furrowed. The climate in the forest was rather moist, and the ground soil was quite soft. Normally, there shouldn’t be only one set of footprints.

Unless, the other footprints were intentionally erased, and this one was overlooked.

"Let’s go find the medicinal herbs first. We can discuss the footprint later," Chu Jin said, looking towards Mo Zhixuan.

"Alright, as you wish," Mo Zhixuan said, glancing sideways.

The figures of the two swiftly moved through the forest.

Chu Jin needed to find a total of ten medicinal herbs, one of which was indispensable, and the most difficult to find. It grew between cliffs and steep rocks, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon.

Its name was orchid grass.

It was specifically effective against the cold butterfly.

Mo Zhixuan was also familiar with medicinal herbs. With Mo Zhixuan’s help, Chu Jin’s work became a lot easier, and soon, the other nine herbs were collected.

"Now we only lack orchid grass," Chu Jin said, tossing a blue mushroom into her basket.

Mo Zhixuan’s brow furrowed slightly, then he continued, "Orchid grass mostly grows between cliffs and steep rocks, let’s go look at the mountain top."

"Alright," Chu Jin nodded faintly, and just as she turned around, she was embraced around the waist, and at the same time, a warm hand covered her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, they had already arrived at the mountain top.

Unlike the wooded slopes, the mountain top was all rock, with scant trees, and the sunlight was intensely strong, enough to parch one’s throat.

Mo Zhixuan considerately unfurled an umbrella, and even took out a bottle of mineral water from his space to hand to Chu Jin.

Chu Jin accepted the water, took a sip, and handed it back to him, asking, "Do you have any with ice?"

With Mr. Mo’s abilities, getting an iced mineral water should not be difficult at all.

Mo Zhixuan took the mineral water, tilted his head back for a gulp, and said, "Girls shouldn’t have too much cold."

Just as Chu Jin was about to say something, her gaze suddenly sharpened, her eyes narrowed slightly, her fingertips flicked, and a beam of golden light streamed out. At the same time, she dodged in mid-air, lifting her left leg, executing a beautiful spinning kick.

"Bang—Bang—"

The sound of two heavy objects hitting the ground echoed through the air.

"Speak, who are you, and what is your purpose on Poland Mountain?" Chu Jin’s foot pressed down on a man.

If not for the quick reactions of Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan just now, they would have been the victims of a sneak attack.

A man and a woman.

The one Mo Zhixuan had captured was a woman.

Their clothing did not seem local.

Rather, it resembled that of the Japanese.

The man was silent, pinned under Chu Jin’s foot, his eyes full of the light of humiliation.

"Speak!" Chu Jin increased the pressure under her foot, grinding it down, as the clear sound of bones breaking filled the air.

Even so, the man remained silent.

He was a samurai from the great Japan, how could he submit to being trampled by a mere woman!

The man looked up at the woman caught by Mo Zhixuan, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, "Kazuko!"

"Higashizawa-kun."

The woman nodded, immediately catching his drift.

Just then, a small fireball suddenly appeared in the air.

Additionally, the fireball was expanding continuously.

Insufferably hot.

As if it could explode at any moment.

Seeing this.

Both the woman named Kazuko and Higashizawa’s man let a smile flicker across their eyes.

Chu Jin nonchalantly kicked the man’s back, rendering him immobile, then lightly stepped over to the fireball, the firelight casting her features in an even more striking light. Upon seeing this, Mo Zhixuan quietly retracted the spiritual power in his palm.

The fireball continued to grow larger, its temperature rising ever more scorchingly. Chu Jin just stood beside it, the corners of her mouth lifting in a faint curve, three parts audacious, seven parts glamorous, showing no fear of the fireball at all.

Kazuko and Higashizawa both regarded her with puzzled expressions, a flicker of satisfaction in their eyes. This woman was actually able to smile; did she not know she was about to turn into a pile of ashes!

A samurai from the great Japan would rather die standing than live on his knees.

If they could take two people from Hua Nation down with them before dying, it would be worth it.

In a moment, Chu Jin slowly raised her right hand, and under the bewildered gazes of Kazuko and Higashizawa, she simply pinched the fireball!

And in her hand, the fireball that had been ceaselessly expanding suddenly stopped growing.

She actually caught the fireball with her bare hands!

Seeing this, both Kazuko and Higashizawa had looks of terror in their eyes—who exactly was this woman who could catch a fireball? The fireball they had condensed with their spiritual power had no physical form; how on earth did this woman manage to do it?!

Not only did she catch the fireball, but she was also able to control it. In her hands, the fireball was continuously getting smaller until it had shrunk from the size of a soccer ball to that of a chicken egg.

"Hmm, let me predict who you are." Chu Jin held the fireball in one hand while pulling out a Tarot card from her pocket with the other.

The Four of Swords, reversed.

On the card, a man lay in a coffin inside a church, hands folded in prayer, with a sword placed beneath him and three other swords hanging vertically above him.

Through the illuminated, stained glass, depicted vibrantly was a Church Member, receiving blessings from someone they revered.

Looking at the card, Chu Jin’s lips slightly curled, and then she said, "Ono Higashizawa, male, from the Japanese islands, 28 years old. Kawashima Kazuko, female, 26 years old, also from the Japanese islands; your direct superiors are... Ida Ueni and Kato Mai."

Ida Ueni, Kato Mai?

Chu Jin’s eyes narrowed slightly; why did those two names sound so familiar?

Was it... an illusion?

Upon hearing this, both Lord Higashizawa and Kawashima Kazuko were stunned, their eyes filled with utter disbelief.

Although there were many remarkable individuals in the Superpower World.

But as far as they knew, within this realm, superpower teachers and fortune-tellers could not coexist; other than clairvoyance, fortune-tellers possessed no spiritual power or mystical force and were just like ordinary people, needing others’ protection.

As for superpower teachers, once they began learning a special ability, they could no longer study the techniques of clairvoyance. Therefore, the position of a fortune-teller was exceptionally rare in the Superpower World. Yet this woman not only spoke prophecies, but her methods were also so fierce.

This was quite inconceivable.

Could it be that the previous investigation was erroneous?

After speaking, Chu Jin walked over to Kawashima Kazuko and said in an indifferent tone, "Kawashima Kazuko, instead of staying properly in Japan, what are you plotting by coming to the Superpower World?"

Disdainfully, Kawashima Kazuko turned her head away, avoiding Chu Jin’s gaze.

"Not talking, huh?" Chu Jin’s lips curled slightly as she lifted her left hand and just like that grasped Kawashima Kazuko’s chin, forcing her to open her mouth, "Tell me, what do you think will happen if I put this fireball into your mouth?"

At this, a look of terror appeared in Kawashima Kazuko’s eyes.

She could not imagine what would happen if that fireball were placed in her mouth!

This young girl in front of her seemed ethereal and tranquil, naturally beautiful—surely she could not perpetrate such a cruel act, right?

Kawashima Kazuko’s body was trembling slightly.

She wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide, but she couldn’t move because Chu Jin was pinching her jaw.

So, she could only pray silently in her heart, hoping that Chu Jin was just joking; she shouldn’t be capable of doing such a thing...

"Are you going to talk or not!" Chu Jin looked down at Kawashima Kazuko from above and spoke again, still with a smile, to a casual observer, she appeared to be gently pinching Kawashima Kazuko’s jaw, but only Kawashima Kazuko herself knew how much strength was actually being used.

It hurt, it was so painful!

Kawashima Kazuko felt like her jaw was about to be crushed.

No wonder Kato Mai had warned them before to keep a low profile in Hua Nation, especially in the Superpower World, not to stir up trouble because it was filled with talented individuals; even a random young girl on the street could totally overpower them.

Before, they had not taken Kato Mai seriously, thinking that she was exaggerating. But today, they had encountered just such a situation.

Although it was very painful, Kawashima Kazuko still did not speak.

Even if it meant death, she would not betray Kato Mai and Ida Ueni.

She didn’t believe that Chu Jin would really stuff that ball of fire into her mouth!

"Not talking, huh?" Chu Jin’s lips curled slightly, "Very well, a mouth is meant for speaking. Since you refuse to open yours, that mouth is of no use."

As soon as she had spoken, Chu Jin stuffed the ball of fire into Kawashima Kazuko’s mouth.

"Ah!" A painful scream immediately emanated through the air.

Startled nearby birds flew up in a flutter.

Kawashima Kazuko was curled up on the ground, clutching her mouth, uttering painful groans.

It hurt.

It hurt so much that her heart seemed to be tearing apart.

She would have preferred to die right then.

Kawashima Kazuko curled up on the ground, her eyes shooting a vicious light toward Chu Jin, as if wishing to flay her a thousand times. This woman was truly inhumane.

Being a woman herself, how could she inflict such heavy injury on her own kind!

No wonder there is an old saying in Hua Nation: the most poisonous is a woman’s heart!

If even a young girl could have such cruel methods, not to mention those women.

Kawashima Kazuko crawled to Mo Zhixuan’s feet, hoping that Mo Zhixuan would look at her. She had a pretty face and was skilled at flirtation techniques; perhaps that man would be enchanted by her and turn against that woman to save her life.

Kawashima Kazuko’s flirtation technique only worked on men, so she pinned all her hopes on Mo Zhixuan.

Chu Jin glanced indifferently at Kawashima Kazuko, then walked over to Ono Tozawa, her lips curling slightly, "What about you? Will you talk?" As she spoke, her left hand immediately condensed a red ball of fire.

The power of the fireball was even greater than the previous one.

With disdain, Mo Zhixuan kicked Kawashima Kazuko away and walked next to Chu Jin, slowly opening an oil-paper umbrella to shield her from the intense sunlight.

Kawashima Kazuko still didn’t give up, uttering strange sounds from deep in her throat, trying to get Mo Zhixuan to look at her.

Just one look, and she would succeed.

Her flirtation technique had never failed on a man before.

In a moment, Mo Zhixuan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the sweat from Chu Jin’s forehead, completely ignoring Kawashima Kazuko who was screaming on the ground, his stern face showing no emotion, except a look of doting only when he gazed at Chu Jin.

Chu Jin stood in front of Ono Tozawa with a faint curve on her lips. She was clearly smiling, but it still gave off a chilling murderous intent, powerful and irresistible, like a seasoned Asura from the battlefields.

Looking at the girl standing in front of him, Ono Tozawa’s face was covered in sweat, and his complexion was as pale as paper.

Other than Kato Mai, Ono Tozawa had never seen a woman with such strong spiritual power.

"So, are you going to talk?" Chu Jin bent down slightly, as if she could stuff the fireball into Ono Tozawa’s mouth at any moment.

Meanwhile, Kawashima Kazuko was still groaning in pain.

That sound.

Made one’s scalp numb and shiver in fear.

Kawashima Kazuko was a person with strong willpower; when Ono Tozawa and she had trained walking on nail boards, she hadn’t uttered a sound. But now, she was crying out so miserably.

One could only imagine the kind of torture she was going through.

Suddenly, Ono Tozawa deflated, "I’ll talk... I’ll tell you everything."

There’s an old saying that it’s better to stand to die than to kneel to live.

But there’s also another saying: it’s better to live badly than to die well.

"A wise man submits to circumstances." Chu Jin extinguished the flame on her fingertip.

Ono Tozawa heaved a sigh of relief, then continued.

"My name is Ono Tozawa, and she is my junior sister, Kawashima Kazuko. We are Ninjas from the Japanese islands. This time, our purpose in coming to the Superpower World of Hua Nation is for an experiment..."