Chapter 303: Mediocre Cultivation

"Our family has diversified holdings."

"Since when?"

Tang Meilin’s cheeks warmed.

"Recently."

Shen Tian laughed.

She glared.

"Don’t."

He smiled.

"Come."

Tang Meilin froze.

Simple.

Direct.

Her expression softened immediately.

"...Okay."

Gu Qingya looked toward him.

Shen Tian noticed.

"You too."

Her cheeks became faintly pink.

"I was already invited."

"Then sit with me."

Silence.

Gu Qingya’s heartbeat betrayed her.

Rose immediately looked toward the window.

A smile threatening.

Gu Qingya kept her expression composed.

Mostly.

"Fine."

Shen Tian’s eyebrow rose.

"Fine?"

She looked toward him.

"Yes."

He smiled.

"You sound excited."

Her cheeks became pinker.

"I’m not."

Chi Lingxi laughed.

"She is."

Gu Qingya stared at her.

"You are supposed to be on my side."

Chi Lingxi hugged Shen Tian’s arm.

"I am."

Silence.

Everyone looked at her.

Chi Lingxi froze.

Then...

Her face turned red.

"I mean..."

Rose laughed.

Tang Meilin covered her mouth.

Even Gu Qingya broke.

Shen Tian leaned back.

Tomorrow...

Qin Hao wanted the Crimson Spirit Grass.

Chen Mo needed it.

Lin Yue would attend.

Gu Qingya would attend.

Tang Meilin would attend.

And Shen Tian...

Would make sure neither protagonist got what they wanted.

. . .

The following morning.

Qin Family Estate.

Qin Hao woke before sunrise.

No hangover.

No beautiful woman mysteriously in his bed.

No screaming maid.

No scandal.

Already...

A significant improvement over the original Qin Hao.

He showered.

Changed.

Then entered the private gym.

An hour of training.

Not cultivation.

Not yet.

The body’s original foundation was mediocre.

But Qin Hao understood something many transmigrators ignored.

If he had inherited a body...

He needed to understand it.

Strength.

Balance.

Pain tolerance.

Reflexes.

Bad habits.

Everything.

His system tracked progress.

Physical synchronization: 78%

Qin Hao wiped sweat from his face.

"Slow."

Original host neglected physical conditioning.

"No surprise."

He looked at the mirror.

The original Qin Hao had relied on bodyguards.

Money.

Family.

Status.

Exactly what a disposable young master villain would do.

Qin Hao hated it.

His phone vibrated.

Investigation report.

Shen Tian.

He opened it.

Then...

His expression gradually changed.

Company holdings.

Security acquisitions.

Qinghe contract.

Charity donations.

Cultivation related events.

Tournament appearance.

A private street race.

Multiple businesses.

Unusual connections.

Then...

Several older events.

Qin Hao stopped.

"System."

Present.

"Search plot memory."

Specify.

"Shen Tian."

Pause.

Searching.

Then...

Result: Limited supporting character references.

Qin Hao frowned.

"List them."

Reference One: Shen Family heir.

Reference Two: Known for wealth and arrogance.

Reference Three: Appears briefly during upper society banquet arc.

Reference Four: Family remains neutral during Chen Mo conflict.

Qin Hao stared.

"That’s it?"

Yes.

His eyes moved back to the report.

The real Shen Tian...

Was anything but neutral.

He had connections everywhere.

Cultivation circles.

Business.

Security.

Entertainment.

Qinghe.

Medical institutions.

And women whose story routes should have pointed elsewhere.

Qin Hao slowly sat down.

Then...

He found something.

A news article.

Private cultivation tournament.

Winner undisclosed publicly.

But photographs showed Shen Tian present.

Another...

Collapse at mountain ruins.

Shen Tian seen nearby.

Another...

Qinghe terror attack.

Shen Family security involved.

Another...

Overseas restructuring of Black Wolf connected private security

personnel.

Qin Hao’s face slowly became serious.

Lu Chen.

He searched the name.

Very little.

Former mercenary.

War Wolf.

Dead overseas.

No public details.

Qin Hao stared.

Then...

He understood.

"System."

Present.

"Lu Chen wasn’t part of Chen Mo’s novel."

Correct.

Qin Hao’s eyes narrowed.

"So there are multiple storylines."

Pause.

Evidence supports overlapping Fate narratives.

Qin Hao slowly smiled.

"Meaning my plot knowledge is limited to one."

Correct.

"And Shen Tian has been dealing with others."

Highly probable.

Qin Hao leaned back.

That changed everything.

Shen Tian wasn’t merely ahead.

He had experience.

Qin Hao had arrived forty eight hours ago.

Shen Tian had apparently been operating through entire protagonist arcs.

No wonder he seemed so comfortable.

Qin Hao looked toward the ceiling.

Then laughed.

"Fuck me."

His system responded immediately.

Request not recognized.

Qin Hao stared.

Then...

Burst out laughing.

"At least you’re funny accidentally."

. . .

Elsewhere.

Chen Mo sat inside a small traditional medicine clinic.

The clinic belonged to Elder Su.

Old wooden shelves covered the walls.

Herbs.

Jars.

Needles.

Medical texts.

Chen Mo held a cup of tea.

Across from him...

Old Su studied his face.

"You seem distracted."

Chen Mo looked up.

"Do I?"

"Yes."

Chen Mo remained quiet.

The pendant.

He couldn’t stop thinking about it.

The moment he saw it...

His inheritance reacted.

There had been something inside.

Something valuable.

Then...

Qin Hao bid.

Not strange by itself.

Rich young master.

Charity auction.

Perhaps he simply wanted it.

But Shen Tian?

Twenty million.

Then gave it away.

Chen Mo didn’t believe that was random.

Old Su stroked his beard.

"Woman?"

Chen Mo nearly choked.

"No."

Old Su smiled.

"Money?"

"No."

"Enemy?"

Chen Mo paused.

Old Su noticed.

"Ah."

"It’s not an enemy."

"Yet?"

Chen Mo frowned.

"You’re enjoying this."

"Very."

Chen Mo sighed.

Then...

His phone vibrated.

Invitation.

Jinhe Private Medical Auction.

Old Su glanced.

"You should go."

Chen Mo looked at him.

"Why?"

"Crimson Spirit Grass may appear."

Chen Mo froze.

His inheritance immediately reacted internally.

Crimson Spirit Grass.

His expression changed.

Old Su smiled.

"You know it."

Chen Mo nodded.

"Rare."

"Very."

Old Su leaned back.

"If the item is authentic..."

"It may help you."

Chen Mo’s eyes sharpened.

After losing the jade pendant...

This felt like compensation.

A second opportunity.

He wasn’t going to lose this one.

. . .

That afternoon.

Shen estate training grounds.

BOOM!

Stone cracked.

Shen Tian stood inside a private formation barrier.

The system voucher floated before him.

Major Realm Advancement Voucher

Use now?

Xu Ning stood several meters away.

[You finally decided.]

Shen Tian rolled his shoulders.

"Tomorrow could become annoying."

[Qin Hao?]

"Both."

Xu Ning nodded.

Chen Mo was only early Inner Core.

Not a concern.

Qin Hao’s cultivation was currently mediocre too.

But...

His system was unknown.

And unknown systems meant unknown rewards.

Unknown items.

Unknown emergency protections.

Shen Tian didn’t fear him.

But underestimating him would be exactly the kind of stupidity Shen Tian

mocked protagonists for.

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