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Chapter 498: Mistaken Identity

"The origins of the Bloodline Houses not accepted by the Council, those independent ones, can almost all be traced back to that individual from the Nanxuan family." Lu Yuesheng pretended not to hear Bai Mo's teasing, forcibly steering the conversation back from where it might have veered off course.

"Almost?"

"Bloodline Houses are made of people too, and with more people, there are naturally conflicting ideologies. The harsh external environment prevented internal conflict, so some minority factions chose to establish their own strongholds. As for ordinary people who were lucky enough to obtain an Origin Seed and ultimately found a family, there has only been one in thousands of years of recorded history... I am a transmigrator, but I also know my place. On my own, scheming against Dragon-level and lower individuals might still be possible, but Divine-level bloodline users are different. Aside from that one time I happened to encounter a heavily wounded Nanxuan Li, others simply disdain any communication with an ordinary person. And even he, at that time, made no attempt to hide the coldness in his eyes. Without even being able to communicate, any scheming would just be empty words."

As she spoke, Lu Yuesheng recalled Bai Mo's gaze over time and realized there wasn't much difference, a sudden chill running down her spine.

"For an ordinary person to obtain an Origin Seed from their struggles, I can't think of any reason other than unparalleled luck." She hastily added a few more sentences to conceal the turmoil in her heart.

However, she glanced at Bai Mo, who seemed somewhat absent-minded, and her previously anxious heart temporarily settled.

...

Their conversation came to an abrupt halt. As for the silver-white high tower, Lu Yuesheng didn't press for more information. Although she was very curious why Bai Mo called it a "telescope," she understood even better the pitfalls of speaking too deeply when a relationship was shallow.

Ultimately, other than both being from Earth, they had no other connection.

The iron ore, suspended mid-air, was rapidly melted into liquid iron by surging spirit energy flames. The molten iron spun wildly under psychic traction, constantly separating impurities.

The trace elements required for refining special steel were sprinkled evenly into the molten iron, as if salting it.

Before the molten iron could cool, the large mass of molten material floating in mid-air was separated by an unseen pair of hands into hundreds of liquid clumps of varying sizes, which were then molded into the required shapes.

Finally, the heat from the molten material was rapidly absorbed, causing them to cool to room temperature in a matter of seconds. Starting from the raw ore, the modules were refined and cast in a single, continuous process, directly becoming pieces of the colossal tower's puzzle.

Special steels for the mechanical industry, electrolytic aluminum, single-crystal silicon refining for the electronics industry... all of these, with precision capable of molecular-level control, and in the presence of telekinetic power that could effortlessly carve integrated circuits, were completed by a single individual at high speed.

This was the state of production in one corner inside the high walls of the colossal tower's construction site. Hundreds of simultaneous processes filled almost every inch of the courtyard.

...

Having obtained the system, Lu Yuesheng began to accelerate her plan for promoting firearms. At this point, she was not only pursuing her initial ideals but also seeking to gain attribute points to enhance her physical strength.

The muddier the waters were stirred, the more free attribute points she could gain each day.

Of course, so brazenly selling firearms like this was, in the eyes of the many transmigrators hidden across the land, like a bright flame in the dark night – akin to banging gongs and drums while shouting, "I'm a transmigrator!"

As the news spread, some people began to contact Lu Yuesheng privately.

"The note only has two words written on it: 'Worm' and 'Low-key.' What on earth does this mean?" She held the slip of paper handed to her by a eunuch, utterly bewildered.

The person who delivered the note was naturally one of the transmigrators from the Void Worm. They subconsciously assumed that all transmigrators in this world came via the Void Worm, and Lu Yuesheng was no exception.

Thus, they wanted to kindly advise her via the note to act more low-key, so as not to attract the attention of Bai Mo or this world's native high-level powers.

"The Manghuang Realm doesn't seem to have a concept of people using the word 'worm'... Could it be yet another transmigrator?" Although she didn't know exactly what the other party wanted to convey, she still guessed part of the truth based on her intuition.

"Hong Xing, keep a close eye on the person who delivered this letter to me." She raised her hand, instructing the chief attendant behind her.

"Young Miss, the other party seems to be a bloodline user. The people I sent to follow them earlier were shaken off."

"Take my token to the rear treasury for some valuables, and go to the City Lord's Mansion to check the Water Mirror Map." Lu Yuesheng took a wooden token from her sleeve.

"Yes!"

Although this world seemed relatively backward in many aspects, the City Lord's Mansion possessed magic artifacts like the Water Mirror Map, capable of covering most areas of the entire city, akin to surveillance cameras.

After all, in any era, maintaining control was the top priority.

"Should I ask for his opinion on this?" After giving her subordinates instructions, she lay on a sofa in the large courtyard, pondering the question.

Ever since the "telescope" was completed, Bai Mo had been sitting inside, not caring about worldly affairs. This made Lu Yuesheng, who had initially been worried about becoming a puppet after accepting the system, feel quite carefree, unwilling to disrupt such a favorable situation.

Her ventures were thriving, and her strength was steadily rising; she was truly at the peak of her satisfaction.

"Such minor matters, I will handle them myself."

...

"Boom!" Inside a narrow alley, the door of a civilian house was violently kicked open. Curious neighbors craned their heads out to peer around, but upon seeing a group of soldiers with a large "Lu" character emblazoned on their backs, they immediately recoiled.

The Lu family's private army held a status in Hanluo City no less than that of the City Guard.

"Who are you?!" Several young men, who had been drinking and chatting merrily, immediately drew their weapons. The atmosphere instantly became volatile.

"You're the one who delivered the letter to me that day?" From among the fully armed soldiers, a rather refined-looking young man stepped out and said, pointing at the yellow-robed man standing in the corner.

"Can we talk in private?" Upon hearing the refined young man's words, the yellow-robed man proactively lowered his weapon and made this request.

"Yes." Lu Yuesheng, dressed in men's clothing, readily agreed, as she had the same intention.

She had arrived with such a display merely to boost her own prestige. Last time, she had been completely suppressed in aura by Bai Mo, also a transmigrator, so naturally, she was now following his example, intending to cut down the prestige of other transmigrators.

"Aren't you afraid of being targeted by that person, acting so ostentatiously?" The group had tacitly assumed Lu Yuesheng was also a transmigrator from the Void Worm, so they got straight to the point without any preliminary probing.

"That person? Did they mistake me for someone else?" Hearing the yellow-clad man's words, her brows furrowed.