Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr This was one of the exclusive combat techniques of the Ling family's loyalists. Why would it appear in this mission space? Ling Lan's mind was filled with doubts. If she had not taken this legacy mission seriously at first, now that she had seen this set of combat techniques appear, Ling Lan could not help but take it seriously.
Ling Lan did not hesitate. She followed closely behind the grey figure, executing each punch and kick of the Ling style of combat techniques perfectly. Since she was young, Ling Lan had always trained with the Ling family loyalists in combat, so she had long been familiar with the moves.
By the time Ling Lan had perfectly executed the entire set of combat techniques, the grey figure dissipated once more. At the same time, Ling Lan felt the fog in front of her gradually dissipating. Very soon, she could see the scenery before her clearly.
She was standing on a lush green lawn. In the distance, mountain peaks rose and fell, shrouded in clouds and mist. Nearby, clear streams flowed, birds chirped, and flowers bloomed. A beautiful and tranquil valley appeared just like that before Ling Lan's eyes.
Ling Lan had never seen such a beautiful scenery before, and her heart was instantly filled with tranquility. Just then, a piece of white paper suddenly fell from the sky, wobbling as it floated towards Ling Lan. Then, miraculously, it floated in front of her eyes and unfurled on its own.
There was a line of words on it, a question: This is a beautiful valley. Unfortunately, it still does not have a name. Now, please give it a nice name.
Ling Lan's eyes had just finished scanning this line of words when a small, delicate brush appeared beside the white paper.
Strange, why would such an ancient thing appear in such an advanced place?
Ling Lan's brow furrowed, her gaze drawn to the brush. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that something was off. The style of this brush felt somewhat familiar to her, but she just could not remember where she had seen it before.
School? Ling Lan shook her head silently, directly eliminating this possibility. The school was too advanced — if it was said that there would be some surreal things inside, Ling Lan would still believe it. But for an ancient antique like a brush to appear here, it was almost impossible.
Then, the only possibility was that she had seen it at home.
Then, when and where had she seen a similar brush at home? Usually, a writing brush would appear in the study room. However, the study room in the Ling family mansion used to belong to his father, so every writing brush in there was very simple and elegant. There was no such delicate writing brush at all. With one look, one could tell that it was for a woman …
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When Lan Luofeng saw Ling Lan Ling Lan Xi's embarrassed look, she was instantly amused. However, she also knew that she had been negligent in not preparing a small brush suitable for Ling Lan. In the end, in order to let Ling Lan Know how to hold the brush properly, she took out a small brush that she treasured very much and let Ling Lan use it first. She even proudly told Ling Lan Ling Lan that this was a love token from her father, Ling Xiao.
Ling Lan Xi Ling Lan Xi remembered that she had directly complained that her father was too stingy and her mother was too gullible. Lan Luofeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she knocked her on the head. However, because the small brush was too delicate and beautiful, Ling Lan Xi Ling Lan Xi curiously played with it for a while. But from the next day onwards, Lan Luofeng once again sealed the small brush into the bottom of the box and replaced it with an extremely ordinary small brush. From then on, Ling Lan never saw that love writing brush again.
Almost five years had passed, and Ling Lan had almost forgotten about those things, as well as that pen.
Ling Lan suppressed the excitement in her heart and carefully picked up the exquisite brush in front of her. She spun it in her palm, and a phoenix with its wings spread out was carved on the shaft of the brush. Just like what she saw at that time, it was indeed the brush from her memory.
Could this legacy be related to the Ling family? Was it related to her father? Or was it his father's?
Ling Lan felt that she must be crazy. Otherwise, how could she have such thoughts? Inheritance Missions could only be issued by a King level powerhouse or above. And all of the King level powerhouses were terrifying existences. They were practically the representatives of immortality. How could his short-lived father be one?
But what if it was true? Ling Lan's heart began to race …
At this time, another line of words appeared on the white paper. "You have one minute to consider. The countdown begins. 60, 59, 58 …"
F * ck! Ling Lan's excitement disappeared in an instant. She began to think of the name. At this time, Ling Lan was somewhat regretful that her mind had been hooked by the brush. She hadn't used the time to think about this problem properly.
"A beautiful valley, an exquisite brush? What is the legacy mission trying to tell me with this image? "Ling Lan's little brain was working at full speed, trying to find the hint within.
The brush was her mother's token of love? Then, could this beautiful valley have something to do with his mother? Ling Lan began to recall the conversation between her mother and herself, hoping to find some clues.
43, 42, 41 … Time slipped away bit by bit. Ling Lan's forehead actually began to sweat. Damn it, if only Little Four was here.
"Boss, looking for me?" Little Four's voice actually rang out in her mindspace. Ling Lan jumped in fright. "Little Four, you're here?"
"Mm, I've been watching all this time. But I was restrained by a force, so I couldn't contact you. However, when you thought of me just now, that force disappeared," replied Little Four.
"Let's not talk about it for now. There's still more than 30 seconds. Hurry up and help me think. When I was chatting with my mother, did she mention a place like this?" Ling Lan was burning with anxiety. She immediately threw the question out.
"That's a bit too much information. Can you give me some more hints?" Little Four was also getting nervous. His core chip was also beginning to overload.
"What engagement, date, proposal, wedding venue, honeymoon, or something that left a deep impression on you? And then there's the home of your dreams?" Ling Lan casually rattled off a few names. Right now, she could only take a gamble.
"Date venue, other than the old mansion, it's the military camp. Your father is really not romantic!" muttered Little Four. Why was it so easy to woo Mummy Lan? "Engagement? Proposal? Marriage? Honeymoon? Mm? The old mansion? The military camp? D * mn, does your father only know how to travel between the old mansion and the military camp? Hasn't he thought of going to other places? "
Little Four was really angry now. After all the investigation, Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng's relationship history was either the military camp or the old mansion of the Ling family. It had nothing to do with this beautiful valley in front of them.
"Then what about dreams? Dreams? Doesn't my mother have any place she wants to go?" Ling Lan looked at the number on the white piece of paper and couldn't help but shout.
"Got it, it's Belief! Mummy Lan wants to go to Belief the most … "Little Four finally found the place that Lan Luofeng wanted to go to.
At this moment, the countdown had reached 3. Ling Lan didn't hesitate any longer. She immediately wrote down Belief. When the last 'f' was written, the countdown reached zero.
Ling Lan stared blankly at her answer. She had no idea what kind of place Belief was, and didn't know if Little Four had found the right answer. But no matter what, she had tried her best.
The words on the white piece of paper slowly faded away, including Ling Lan's answer. The white piece of paper really became a blank piece of paper. Ling Lan took a deep breath and waited for the final verdict of the legacy mission.
Pass! Two large, vigorous, and vigorous words slowly appeared on the white piece of paper. Ling Lan saw these two large words and her heart relaxed. But very quickly, she felt mentally and physically exhausted. That one minute's worth of tension and pressure had taken a toll on her mental strength.
The two large words disappeared once again, and new questions appeared. However, these questions weren't difficult at all, because they were clearly a form of self-introduction.
"Name: Ling Lan!"
"Father: Ling Xiao!"
"Mother: Lan Luofeng!"
"Age: 7 years old!"
"What is your father's favourite?" The fifth question stunned Ling Lan. She put down the brush in her hand and began to think back to Lan Luofeng's words.
"Baby Ling Lan, do you know what your father's hobby is?" Lan Luofeng hugged Ling Lan and picked up the photo of her and Ling Xiao, and asked with a smile.
Ling Lan rolled her eyes internally. Her mum had never told her before, so how would she know?
"Your father really likes mecha. It could even be said that other than mecha, there is only mecha in his life. Mummy sometimes gets jealous of his mecha, but your father is the most handsome when he's piloting a mecha. No one can compare to him. " Mama Lan began to act like a love-struck fool again. Her face was filled with infatuation. Little Ling Lan, who was only a little over one year old, used her little hand to slap Ling Xiao's bright smile in the photo.
"What a troublemaker!" muttered Ling Lan softly. Whenever her father was mentioned, her mum would lose her composure.
"However, your father loves me the most. Did you know that? Your father once told me that if he had to choose between mecha and me, he would give up mecha without hesitation and choose me. " At this point, Lan Luofeng's face flushed red. "When I see him, I will definitely make him give up mecha and stay by my side forever … he promised."
Ling Lan felt a faint sadness. She loved Ling Xiao so deeply that she could not accept the other's death. Every time Lan Luofeng spoke of him, it was as if he was travelling far away and had never really left.
Mummy was the one Daddy loved the most, wasn't it? This was probably mummy's wish too. Ling Lan sighed, and directly wrote down Lan Luofeng's name after her father's favourite.
However, the next question gave Ling Lan a headache — why was the legacy mission's question so strange?
"Your mother's sleeping habits?" This question caused Ling Lan's face to twitch involuntarily, and she wrote down the word 'grind' without hesitation.
After Ling Lan put down her brush, a final question appeared on the white paper. "Do you want to change your answer?"
Ling Lan decisively wrote 'no'. When she finished writing 'no', the brush in Ling Lan's hand instantly turned into a black mist, and the words on the paper disappeared once more.
Then, very quickly, a new line of words appeared on the white paper.
"Congratulations on advancing to the next stage!"
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