Chapter 249: 249 Sixth Division_1
As Wen Jiang was about to leave, she sighed to Zero Egg, "Hua Zhuo is really hard to win over; she’s only just barely relented now."
Zero Egg was shocked. "What? When were you trying to win her over?"
Wen Jiang said, "She’s the woman who has stayed by my side the longest."
Zero Egg: "..."
As a System, it found it momentarily difficult to grasp the oddity of that statement.
Wen Jiang, however, was in a good mood. "At least there’s hope now," she said. "If it weren’t for you, I would hardly have guessed that Jimo Xiao left behind an inheritance after his death."
No, wait. When the Butterfly Card emerged to block the heavenly lightning for her, she had already sensed the card’s presence on Hua Zhuo. But without the System’s reminder, it would have taken her considerable effort to deduce that the card was a Heritage Card from the Jimo Family.
And Hua Zhuo, clutching those few cards, had only reluctantly relented now, despite Wen Jiang having been back with the Jimo Family for so long.
This proved that when Jimo Xiao had given the cards to Hua Zhuo, he must have left verbal instructions.She surmised that if she didn’t return, Hua Zhuo would, as a last resort, let the cards disappear with her own passing.
It seemed they simply didn’t have the concept of handing over cards to the state. Even after Hua Zhuo had been with the Jimo Family for so long, it was only now that she felt at ease, confident that Wen Jiang holding the cards wouldn’t cause any unexpected trouble.
Now that Zero Egg had Wen Jiang, it had fallen into a state of blind arrogance. "It’s just an SSR Card, why is it so precious?"
"A Heritage Card—don’t you understand the meaning behind it?" Wen Jiang scoffed. "Why do you think the Nobility hoard their SSRs and don’t release them? Isn’t it to ensure their legacy is preserved?"
The symbolic significance of the cards now far exceeded their practical meaning, which was also why Hua Zhuo had been unwilling to give them up.
Even if the Jimo Family was loyal to the Empire, they would absolutely not hand over their legacy to the Empire.
That was the true inheritance and trump card of the Jimo Family. Once it was gone, it would signify the official demise of the Jimo Family’s symbol.
And if an heir lacked the ability to master the Heritage Cards, then it was all for naught.
That’s why Hua Zhuo had only relented just now.
Hua Zhuo gave Wen Jiang the means to contact Zheng Xun. Because Zheng Xun had gone undercover to investigate, it would be a while before they could get in touch. She passed a message to Zheng Xun and also warned Wen Jiang, "Remember, if you encounter any danger, you must come back immediately. I will send someone to meet you."
She wanted to say more, but Wen Jiang already had all her cards, and she didn’t need SSRs. Apart from verbal warnings, there was nothing more she could do.
Sending someone to follow would be useless too. That place was crawling with Spirit Card Masters, and they conducted strict identity checks. There were even UR-Rank Spirit Card Masters stationed there. If she sent a bodyguard to accompany Wen Jiang, it would instead expose her extraordinary identity.
"Understood."
Wen Jiang was not an impulsive person, but the moment Xie Lingyu’s face appeared, she knew that if she wanted to pass her Tribulation peacefully, a trip to Ceylon Cemetery was unavoidable.
When she went, she naturally didn’t use her original face. In front of Hua Zhuo, she transformed into an average-built, blonde tourist, her features leaning towards those of the People of Xizhou, and even crafted a fake identity.
The transformation left Hua Zhuo stunned.
Seeing that Wen Jiang could disguise herself, Hua Zhuo was considerably relieved.
Wen Jiang had a reason for disguising herself as someone from Xizhou: that damned Ceylon Cemetery, just like her own world, discriminated against people from the Eastern Continent.
In that place, at any rate, Dongzhou People were more likely to encounter danger than People of Xizhou.
She naturally chose the identity that would attract the least attention.
Now, with Wen Jiang’s freckled face, aside from her Xizhou features, her stature and appearance were quite average, not at all outstanding. Zero Egg even called it magic, "Your card has this ability too?"
Wen Jiang: "..."
Having been by her side for so long and still unable to discern such fundamental things, Zero Egg would never be able to level up in its lifetime without her assistance.
After boarding the plane to Ceylon City, Hua Zhuo received a reply from Zheng Xun, who sent Xie Lingyu’s approximate location to her.
When the plane landed directly in Ceylon City, the airport and the city itself were brimming with a modern atmosphere, showing no trace of its "Cemetery" moniker.
Numerous tourists were coming and going; some were in groups, others accompanied by bodyguards. Although there were solo travelers like Wen Jiang, as she had guessed, those daring to come to Ceylon City alone, without any companions, were mostly People of Xizhou.
Outside the airport, a man with sallow, sun-weathered skin was waiting, scrutinizing the throngs of people moving through the airport as if searching for prey.
When he spotted a suitable target, he would flash a smile, approach with a flyer, and enthusiastically pitch Ceylon City’s popular attractions.
Wen Jiang also caught someone’s attention.
This one, however, was a rather youthful, dark-skinned young man who looked at Wen Jiang with a beaming smile, asking in broken Xizhou speech, "Do you need a local guide, guest? The price is very cheap, only 100 Ceylon Currency. I know all the popular sights nearby and can take you there."
Because of Wen Jiang’s current appearance, his tone was very polite.
Wen Jiang didn’t refuse. She had done her homework before coming, and while Zero Egg could provide guidance, she still felt she needed a local to lead the way.
"Take me to the Ceylon Grand Hotel."
It was the largest five-star hotel in Ceylon City, where wealthy tourists usually stayed.
The young man’s eyes lit up with delight, and he nodded hastily. "Okay."
He had a taxi. Once they were in the car, Wen Jiang took out a computer and pretended to search for information, saying, "The Sixth Division is recruiting Spirit Card Masters recently. You’re a local; do you know where their office is?"
Zero Egg was astonished. "Damn, you’re going straight there?!"
The Sixth Division was under the Fiend Organization, which had nine divisions in total. The first three divisions were responsible for dirty work like killing and arson—Wen Jiang had previously killed members of the First Division. The Sixth Division, however, was the department for recruiting Spirit Card Masters, a fact Zero Egg discovered through online searches as soon as they arrived locally.
Such departments specifically recruited lawbreaking Spirit Card Masters because they dared to do anything. They were also in dire need of Card Makers.
Cards not suitable for international circulation generally flowed out from these places.
Wen Jiang’s question was direct, and even the local youth was somewhat shocked. He eyed Wen Jiang cautiously before saying, "Guest, I’ve never heard of what you’re talking about."
These kinds of departments were only known to locals; the official websites offered recruitment information but no addresses, precisely to prevent Spirit Card Masters with ulterior motives from finding them.
After all, Ceylon City was teeming with criminals, as well as undercover agents.
Wen Jiang smiled. "A 200 tip."
The young man swallowed hard but eventually shook his head. "I really don’t know what you’re talking about."
The Fiends were the shadowy kings of Ceylon City. As a local, dealing with them was like asking a tiger for its skin. Before he could ascertain Wen Jiang’s identity, he wouldn’t casually reveal information.
Wen Jiang’s sudden mention of this naturally aroused his suspicions.
He guessed that once they reached the Grand Hotel, the Fiend Organization would learn about Wen Jiang: a Spirit Card Master, ostensibly a tourist, but actually targeting the Sixth Division.