"Xi?"

After finishing a day of training, Lu Huaijin walked out of the combat zone covered in mud.

Then she immediately saw the little girl sitting alone by the edge of the reservoir—Li Xi.

As a disciple of Li Boyang, Lu Huaijin surely recognized the little girl adopted by Li Yu and Chen Yun.

Lu Huaijin not only knew her but also was aware that her current appearance was just a disguise.

Once she took off the feather robe personally sewn by Li Boyang, Xi would revert to her true form as a demigod with snake hair and a snake tail.

"Sister?"

Upon hearing Lu Huaijin’s voice, Xi hurriedly hid her hands behind her back, a bit flustered.

Not until Lu Huaijin, with a mischievous grin, walked to her side.

Only then did she timidly lower her head, not daring to meet her gaze.

Just as Lu Huaijin knew Xi, Xi also knew Lu Huaijin. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

In theory about to graduate, Lu Huaijin had already been active outside for a while.

As long as there was an incident within the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, Lu Huaijin would rush to address it immediately.

Rumor has it that Lu Huaijin has proposed more than once to establish a "armed emergency department" to handle disputes between humans and gods.

However, Lu Huaijin’s proposal was also repeatedly vetoed by Li Jingshu.

Li Jingshu even brought Li Boyang’s command the last time, asking her to be more restrained.

The Hundred Lands Mountain Range is not the Hundred Lands Kingdom.

Li Boyang does not require a violent institution to enforce his will.

Or more precisely, in this barbaric era where everyone can have extraordinary powers.

The gap between individuals is really too big, and the role of violent institutions is not as significant as imagined.

Especially like an army that was born to "carry out violence," without correct and powerful ideological guidance, it often backfires.

After all, producing a nuclear bomb requires the complete industrial chain of a powerful industrial nation.

But giving birth to a strong individual on par with a nuclear bomb requires only talent and effort—perhaps with some negligible resources and hatred?

Think back to the 21st century, those armies that have completed the transformation to modernization.

How many of them can properly, or even just not abuse their strength?

Let alone in an era where individual power is so vastly different.

Li Boyang does not have the confidence to establish a violent organ with correct beliefs and guidance.

The difficulty in this is as incredible as having an elephant empathize with ants.

As for restricting the development and progress of extraordinary power?

Whether or not Li Boyang can achieve this, even if he could, it would only be courting death.

The world has always been moving forward.

Restraining one’s development for temporary peace is just a mirage, a path leading to destruction.

Li Boyang is just an idealist, not someone who ignores all external environments due to altruistic intentions.

—One may not need to use force, but must possess it.

This is an extremely fundamental principle.

Even in the ancient nation with a gun control policy in the past life.

The so-called restriction of force was only internal; externally, the combat power value was always leading the world’s first tier.

In this real Mythical Era, similar balances, even benign competitions, are key to Li Boyang’s considerations in building a new order.

Not limiting individual strength and actively creating conditions for individuals to grow stronger.

Because he himself is among the strongest individuals within.

Li Boyang even has no need to form violent institutions to maintain his rule.

As long as the overall trajectory is still spiraling upwards, Li Boyang will not deliberately interrupt this process.

—The force of nature is strong, and a nobleman strives unceasingly.

If one day, Li Boyang’s will cannot be implemented within the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

No matter whether this resistance is internal rebellion or external threats, Li Boyang will calmly accept his failure.

The way of nature is unpredictable; nothing remains unchanged.

When one becomes an outdated relic unable to keep up with the times, stepping aside cleanly is also not a bad option.

...........................

"Who were you just talking to?"

After comforting Xi for a while, Lu Huaijin finally looked towards the hand hidden behind her.

Or more precisely, at the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman she was tightly holding.

"A friend..."

"I ’saw’ he would encounter a bloody disaster, so I warned him ahead of time."

"And then he told me his mother cut his forehead to proactively mitigate this disaster."

Answering Lu Huaijin’s question cautiously, Xi clearly realized for the first time that such a method could resolve a bloody disaster.

"That’s quite clever, isn’t it?"

Raising an eyebrow slightly, Lu Huaijin said in slight surprise.

Although Xi didn’t mention who her friend was.

Given Lu Huaijin’s cautious nature, how could she not know about Ying Long’s existence?

However, due to Xi’s extraordinary abilities, she rarely had real friends to confide in, so people around her tacitly accepted her communication with Ying Long.

"So did he avert the bloody disaster you ’saw’?"

Nodding blankly, Xi obediently responded.

"I only saw his forehead bleeding, the wound somewhat matching the prophecy..."

At this, Xi suddenly hesitated again.

Noticing this, Lu Huaijin understood immediately, knowing there was something Xi hadn’t said.

Xi’s divine power is [Destiny Communication], a power to see the past, present, and future clearly.

Therefore, the method the Xuansu Clan used to break the bloody disaster might not work with Xi.

Just the detailed images she saw contain information that divination methods can’t predict.

Getting those details to match exactly is not as simple as just casually cutting open your forehead.

"What else did you see?"

Opening her mouth hesitantly, Xi eventually conveyed her judgment uncertainly.

"The sky, the sky darkened."

"In the vision I saw, the sky was utterly black, surrounded by swirling Yin Qi, but the sun remained in the sky..."

"His forehead was injured, bleeding non-stop, and he seemed to be crying?"

This is the most unreliable part of [Destiny Communication].

Everyone has their own expectations of the future, and they interpret the same images differently.

Until the moment of future actually arrives, no one can guarantee their interpretation is accurate.

"The entire sky darkened?"

After pondering for a while, Lu Huaijin reached out to ruffle Xi’s hair, using a tone full of confidence to comfort her.

"Don’t look so glum."

"Your friend’s background is not simple, he will certainly turn the peril into safety."

Lu Huaijin wasn’t merely comforting Xi.

Given Ying Long’s status and residence, Lu Huaijin truly didn’t know who would dare to provoke him.

"But..."

Looking up at Lu Huaijin’s smiling face, Xi was finally influenced and began to smile.

"Hmm, I trust you, sister."

As Xi said this, the Celestial Eye on her forehead slowly opened.

Countless images seemed to flash across her pupils, as if representing numerous possible futures.

"After all, he’s Ying Long, he won’t be in trouble."

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