Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 529 - 0530 with the Best of People (Second Update)

Chapter 529: 0530 with the Best of People (Second Update)

It’s indeed feasible!

Ye Qiu was excited in his heart. He had only wanted to try it out, and to his surprise, he had guessed correctly. The true importance of this martial arts manual lied in the content visible through his perspective eye.

In Ye Qiu’s eyes, patterns of figures with different postures appeared on each page. If flipped continuously, it would resemble animated human figures.

It was a cultivation technique.

To the left of the first pattern, a name appeared: Flood Dragon Devil Fist!

Ye Qiu’s heart throbbed. This set of fist techniques was extraordinary at first glance. The use of the words "Flood Dragon" and "Devil" indicated its incredibly powerful force.

About the ninth generation of the Dugu family, Dugu Ming, Ye Qiu recalled the records he had seen in the Dugu family genealogy. Dugu Ming was a martial arts genius of the Dugu clan and the creator of the Flood Dragon Devil Fist. Although his whereabouts later became unknown, his presence in the first few pages of the genealogy sufficiently proved his extraordinary status.

Such a technique left by such an expert would undoubtedly be far stronger than those so-called top-level techniques in the martial arts world.

Ye Qiu didn’t want to waste any time. Since he was a Dugu, being able to see this technique passed down by his ancestors indicated that it was destined to be so.

Immediately, Ye Qiu began trying to comprehend and cultivate the technique.

Days passed.

Ye Qiu occasionally came out for some water and fruit before immediately returning to his room to continue his seclusion.

Ye Qiu’s intense cultivation mode was something Mr. Mo had anticipated, and he was quite pleased with Ye Qiu’s state of persistence.

The only person who had a rather leisurely time was Bai Xiong. He didn’t have the same treatment as Ye Qiu and had relied on gene evolution fluid for his cultivation. Now, having wholeheartedly joined Mr. Mo and Ye Qiu, he naturally wouldn’t think about going back to rely on gene fluid to enhance himself.

Luckily, Mr. Mo would occasionally give him some pointers, so Bai Xiong wouldn’t be too bored.

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Two months after the New Year had passed, and regarding Ye Qiu’s sudden disappearance, Shen Mengchen wasn’t too worried. She had grown accustomed to Ye Qiu’s absences that lasted for months at a time. Now, the external market expansion was going very well, with every department growing stronger, and the company had expanded from real estate, parks, and commercial district construction projects to food, clothing, and other sectors.

Shen Mengchen began to truly demonstrate her prowess. In Zhongshan City, Longjia had the potential to become a leading enterprise.

Rong Da no longer targeted Longjia and had made several overtures of goodwill. The leadership of the Dahua Corporation had been changed several times, and it was still in chaos, reducing the threat to Longjia more and more every day. Even the Hengye Group could only resign itself to being second to Longjia now.

Shen Mengchen was incredibly busy in her office. Apart from the piece of land snapped up before the New Year, which was being prepared for a project comparable to Disneyland, she also had to deal with the creation of her own clothing brand, the establishment of Longjia Food Company, and the continued progress of the project cooperation with Fang Sijie.

She was so busy that she wished she could clone herself to help with all the work.

Now at Longjia, Huang Ya had become the latest member to be promoted from a lower-level employee to a senior position by Shen Mengchen, and she was even entrusted with managing Longjia’s branded clothing.

With Longjia’s push after the New Year, according to current trends, it’s highly possible that the company could be listed by the end of the year.

Going public was Shen Mengchen’s demand for herself; she wanted to complete her father’s unfulfilled dream.

Shen Mengchen, a young and beautiful woman blessed with substantial wealth, was coveted by many youths who all desired to win the affections of this president’s daughter.

In the business world, some predicted that, given Longjia’s current growth rate, it would break into the top 500 global companies within a year, doubling its market value by then. As the chairwoman of Longjia, Shen Mengchen was likely to become the youngest female tycoon in China and rank on the Forbes list.

Whoever married this young chairwoman, Shen Mengchen, would save at least thirty years of struggle!

This enthralling notion meant Shen Mengchen received countless invitations each day from business owners for meal gatherings, hoping to introduce her to some young talents.

Regrettably, Shen Mengchen declined all such engagements, not even glancing at the so-called young talents, earning her the private nickname of the aloof chairwoman.

Shen Mengchen was too busy pursuing her dreams to spare a thought for romantic entanglements, feeling her goal growing closer each day.

In recent days, Shangguan Mingyue had been burdened with heavy thoughts; she had seen news of Ye Qiusheng’s uncertain fate on the underground forum’s website.

A post detailed Ye Qiu’s battle against the legendary master, Gu Shanbai, and nearly confirmed Ye Qiu’s death.

Shocked by this, Shangguan Mingyue immediately called Ye Qiu, only to find that the phone was unreachable. She refused to believe that Ye Qiu had died. After several visits to the Goddess Villa without finding any trace of Ye Qiu, her heart began to shift towards accepting that verdict. Seeing Shen Mengchen busy beyond measure, Shangguan Mingyue couldn’t bring herself to share the news, fearing that it would affect her and slow her efforts in developing Longjia.

Day after day, browsing the underground forums, reading the various comments, Shangguan Mingyue’s heart grew heavier.

"Ye Qiu... where exactly are you? Are you still alright?" Shangguan Mingyue harbored a thread of desolation in her heart as she posted these words on the forum, then shut down the computer.

At the peak of Azure Dragon Mountain, Lin Qiao’er stood at the highest point, her heart unable to find peace for a long time regarding the news of Ye Qiu’s death; she was lost in thought.

How could that despicable Casanova be dead?

Lin Qiao’er shook her head; she was unwilling to believe it.

The news of Ye Qiu’s death had come to Lin Qiao’er inadvertently. A few days ago, she went to Azure Dragon Mountain, wishing to train on her own. She started climbing from the base toward the summit but before reaching the top, she overheard a conversation about Ye Qiu’s death. The two people, with sighs, said, "It’s a pity for such a young martial arts master to perish alongside Gu Shanbai. It is said that the two once fought a fierce battle right on the peak of this Azure Dragon Mountain, and in the end, both met their demise simultaneously."

"Indeed, if Ye Qiu had another ten years, I think the outcome would have been him defeating that master from the land of the rising sun. Sadly, heaven envies the gifted."

Hearing this, Lin Qiao’er swiftly climbed upwards; she wanted to get to the bottom of it. However, by the time she reached the peak, it was utterly deserted, with only a few footprints and no sign of anyone.

Today, as she returned here, she found herself constantly recalling the times she and Ye Qiu trained together.

"It’s said that good people die young and calamities last for a thousand years. How could you be dead? You should have lived for a thousand years," Lin Qiao’er clenched her fist, scenes flashing before her eyes where she wanted to beat Ye Qiu to death for various reasons.

"Will I ever see you again?" The elegant silhouette of Lin Qiao’er drifted in the wind.

Staring ahead, she stood like a goddess statue at the summit of Azure Dragon Mountain. In that moment, Lin Qiao’er’s face showed a tenderness that had never before appeared, all because of one man who seemingly taught her a trace of gentleness.