Chapter 427: Chapter 427
"Ah, you saw through it! Base young master, so you're not that stupid after all," Xiaoyao said with a look of surprise.
"Lingjian, you don't need to say more! Xiaoyao, I don't know your purpose for coming here, but I faced that little thief yesterday. I clearly remember his build—both height and weight are exactly the same as yours," Xuanwu Wenyuan looked at Xiaoyao. This point was crucial. He originally wouldn't have suspected Xiaoyao because the possibility was too slim.
But when he saw Xiaoyao, he no longer thought so, because Xiaoyao's build was exactly the same as that little thief's. This was too much of a coincidence.
One coincidence was a coincidence, but what about two? Could that also be a coincidence of coincidences?
"I have a standard build, though my height is superior to most..." Xiaoyao glanced at Shang Lingjian, the meaning obvious. This made Shang Lingjian angry again.
Xiaoyao was relatively tall, a bit taller than Shang Lingjian, but this height was just ordinary tall, not particularly outstanding. Not just in the whole world—even in the Xuanwu family, hundreds could be found. Xuanwu Lingfeng right in front of them was an example.
"But I'm not too unusual either. People with exactly the same build as me—you could easily find over a hundred in your Xuanwu family. Want me to help you find them?" Xiaoyao continued.
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"You say over a hundred? Don't you use your brain when lying," Shang Lingjian interjected.
"Fine, then I'll tell you. In the monster beast pens, there are two people named..." Xiaoyao began listing names one by one, along with their locations. For some, he only knew work locations without names.
Over this past year, he had contacted all kinds of people and was very familiar with this matter.
"Stop! I believe what you're saying. This build indeed doesn't prove anything," Xuanwu Wenyuan stopped Xiaoyao from continuing. He couldn't confirm everything, but several people were indeed , which meant this matter couldn't serve as evidence.
Xuanwu Wenyuan continued, "Actually, I exchanged a few moves with that little thief. How about we spar a few rounds?"
"No!" Xiaoyao refused very decisively.
"Are you afraid?" Shang Lingjian mocked from the side.
Just as Xiaoyao was about to answer, Xuanwu Lingxiao spoke up, "Xiaoyao definitely isn't Uncle's match. He's only King Level, and moreover, he cultivates the completely non-offensive Divine Farmer's Art!"
"Divine Farmer's Art?" When Xuanwu Wenyuan heard this, he was very surprised. "You cultivate the Divine Farmer's Art? But you can cultivate it to King Level at your age—your future achievements will be great. You shouldn't be working as a servant!"
"Well, I originally started cultivating the Divine Farmer's Art while working as a servant. I won't reveal the reason. You wouldn't be interested, and there's no need to explain," Xiaoyao waved his hand.
"How about this—regardless of whether you're that little thief or whether you have connections with the Wei family, if you're willing to stay in the Xuanwu family and serve us loyally, I'll give you excellent treatment!" Xuanwu Wenyuan looked at Xiaoyao. At this point, he had no interest in other matters—he only valued Xiaoyao's potential.
"Uncle, how can you just let this go? He's..."
"Shut up!!" Xuanwu Wenyuan shouted, no longer paying attention to Shang Lingjian, only looking at Xiaoyao and waiting for his answer.
Xuanwu Wenyuan felt that after this incident, it was necessary to have Xuanwu Wenxiu educate his son. How could he not understand such a simple principle? If Xiaoyao became their person, then nothing from before would be a problem. Xiaoyao hadn't taken anything from the secret chamber anyway.
A King Level Divine Farmer's Art practitioner might not seem like much, but the problem was that Xiaoyao was only in his early twenties now. He would definitely break through to Emperor Level in the future. Saint Level need not be considered—just Emperor Level would be enough. An Emperor Level Divine Farmer's Art practitioner was an extremely rare existence!
Even in the Azure Dragon Empire, Emperor Level Divine Farmer's Art practitioners could be counted on one hand, while the Xuanwu family currently had none. The Divine Farmer's Art became too difficult to cultivate in later stages, requiring talent even higher than those who could enter Saint Level.
Since they could enter Saint Level anyway, who would cultivate the Divine Farmer's Art? This was basically impossible. Such exceptions were far too rare!!
At the same time, the importance of an Emperor Level Divine Farmer's Art practitioner was known to almost any martial artist—they could heal any internal injuries!
Martial artists would more or less suffer internal injuries from combat. Some internal injuries were very difficult to treat—even divine doctors found them challenging and could only rely on others to help with healing.
But first, helping others heal required paying the cost of damaging one's own cultivation. Second, you couldn't just find any expert for healing—their internal energies had to be compatible. Finally, treatment didn't guarantee complete recovery and might still leave hidden ailments.
Divine Farmer's Art practitioners had no such limitations. They could treat any internal injuries without conflicts, without depleting internal energy. As long as they had the physical strength, they could heal limitlessly. Most importantly, they could achieve complete recovery.
Of course, due to different internal energy intensities, low-level Divine Farmer's Art practitioners couldn't handle high-level internal forces. This was the same as other martial artists' healing—there were level restrictions. Ordinary martial artists could only treat injuries at their level or below, referring to the level of whoever inflicted the injury, not the injured person.
Divine Farmer's Art practitioners were different—they could heal across levels, generally up one major realm. This meant if they were Emperor Level, they could treat Saint Level injuries, which was almost all injuries.
Those who became God Level basically didn't have such troubles—they could resolve things themselves, just needing some time!
Having an Emperor Level Divine Farmer's Art practitioner was like having an extremely strong backup. Even injuries wouldn't be problematic. This demonstrated the importance of Emperor Level Divine Farmer's Art practitioners.
Xiaoyao's situation had a high probability of reaching Emperor Level. Combined with him being a Divine Farmer's Art practitioner, his importance was much greater than even Saint Level experts. With such importance, Xuanwu Wenyuan would naturally abandon any other thoughts and focus only on recruiting Xiaoyao.
"Xiaoyao, you should agree. This is much better than taking imperial examinations," Xuanwu Lingxiao said. This statement helped both Xiaoyao and Xuanwu Wenyuan—in her view, this benefited both parties.
Hmph, this kid really lucked out! Seeing both Xuanwu Wenyuan and Xuanwu Lingxiao value Xiaoyao so much, Shang Lingjian was very displeased. From his perspective, after receiving such an invitation, Xiaoyao would definitely agree.
"Miss Lingxiao, thank you for your kind intentions, but I have my own matters. I was planning to leave in the next few days anyway," Xiaoyao shook his head and refused.
"What? You actually refused? Don't be so ungrateful!!" Shang Lingjian was very surprised, feeling this seemed impossible. With Xiaoyao's conditions, being favored by the Xuanwu family was his honor—he should be grateful.
"Xiaoyao, you need to think carefully. I can give you the best, as long as you stay!" Xuanwu Wenyuan said.
"Sorry, Xuanwu Family Head. I already have a boss. Currently, my boss hasn't fired me, and I haven't thought of quitting this job. I'm only working part-time here," Xiaoyao revealed a surprising fact.
"I told you he was sent by someone. See, now he's exposed!"
Xuanwu Wenyuan ignored Shang Lingjian and only asked Xiaoyao, "May I know who your master is?"
"Currently she doesn't have much fame. Soon, she'll be renowned throughout the world, becoming the most dazzling rising star in all the land!" Xiaoyao replied, confidence radiating from him.
"I won't mention her name. You'll understand when the time comes. Telling you now would only cause unnecessary trouble for my boss," Xiaoyao continued. He knew Xuanwu Wenyuan would ask this question and preemptively cut off that line of inquiry.
"Do you really already have a boss?" Xuanwu Lingxiao asked blankly from the side.
"Mm!" Xiaoyao nodded. "It's been over ten years..."
"Over ten years? So you've been serving her since childhood?" Xuanwu Lingxiao asked with some surprise. Although she had considered that Xiaoyao had been a servant since childhood, hearing it now was different.
If Xiaoyao had been serving his boss since childhood, then why was he here now? Didn't his boss need him by her side? This was even more puzzling.
Part-time work—this concept had been heard of for others, but rarely for servants who needed part-time jobs. If they couldn't afford to keep them, servants would naturally change masters rather than work part-time.
Part-time work could only mean he couldn't bear to leave this boss—there must be emotional attachment between them. This wasn't hard to imagine; being by his boss's side since childhood would naturally create dependence.
Xuanwu Lingxiao didn't know she was wrong. It wasn't that Xiaoyao depended on his boss, but his boss depended on him. Moreover, this boss was about the same age as Xiaoyao.
Probably no one would think of this situation. They would never understand what kind of relationship and feelings existed between Xiaoyao and Guxing!
"Yes!" Xiaoyao nodded. From a literal standpoint, Xuanwu Lingxiao wasn't wrong.
"Is it her?" Xuanwu Lingxiao suddenly thought of someone—Heart Moon Fox.
"Who? You mean Heart Moon Fox? It's not her. I really have no relationship with her," Xiaoyao also thought of Heart Moon Fox. Besides this Heart Moon Fox, Xuanwu Lingxiao seemed not to have seen any other people.
"Heart Moon Fox?! You actually know Heart Moon Fox?" When Xuanwu Wenyuan heard Heart Moon Fox, his entire expression changed. This was an expression rarely seen on this family head.