Chapter 126: Qingwu’s Personal Disciple? Influencer Fairy?

To Lu Yan, this was a complete and unexpected surprise.

He had always been fairly confident about acquiring the Three Merit Golden Wheels—he only needed to go through the Apocalypse Version one more time to achieve it.

But when it came to something like “being praised by all people,” Lu Yan had no clear strategy. Who would’ve thought that an unintentional move in the Cyber Version would bear fruit so perfectly?

Sensing the change in incense-will power, Lu Yan noticed something unexpected: instead of decreasing upon entering the Urban Version, the incense-will power had actually increased slightly within just a few short hours.

After thinking it over, Lu Yan realized the reason.

In the Cyber Version, soul loans—though miraculous—weren’t entirely impossible, given the presence of mature soul-based technology.

However, after the version update to the Urban Version, while the form of the soul loans had changed due to information mapping, they still retained their essence.

In a version without supernatural power, such a concept was nothing short of divine intervention—especially in a place like the Union, where religious sentiment ran deep.

Watching the steadily growing incense-will power, Lu Yan tried slowly injecting it into the Soul Banner’s miniature world.

Though the quantity was minuscule, the moment it entered, the vast and boundless miniature world actually trembled slightly, as if instinctively welcoming the incense-will.

The incense-will power was absorbed into a small plot of land within the miniature world—no more than a hundred square meters. In the grand scale of the soul world, it was barely a speck.

Even though there was no visible change in that plot of land, Lu Yan could clearly sense something beginning to shift—something mysterious taking root.

He focused his will and suddenly discovered that he could control this tiny patch of incense-infused land with ease.

“A Divine Domain of Incense?”

A term suddenly surfaced in Lu Yan’s mind.

It was said that in the Xianxia Version, there existed sects devoted to divine worship. These sects offered incense-will to their deities, who resided within Divine Domains of Incense.

When foreign enemies threatened, these sects could invoke the power of the Divine Domain and manifest their deities to suppress their foes.

Lu Yan wasn’t too familiar with the divine worship path, but he could sense that this incense-will power could indeed assist in refining the Soul Continent.

If he could continue gathering incense-will—and combine it with his existing reserves of ghost mist—he might really be able to begin the initial refinement of the Soul Continent.

Looking at the current reserves, it was clear that he still had a long way to go.

“Maybe I should consider having Shark use his city council influence to secretly promote worship of the Underworld…”

“Or perhaps when I return to the Eastern Federation, I could find a way to spread the Underworld faith myself?”

These two thoughts flashed through Lu Yan’s mind.

Just as he was lost in deep thought, a crisp, slightly flirtatious voice suddenly rang beside his ear.

“Excuse me, sir… Are you also heading to the Eastern Federation?”

Lu Yan opened his eyes and gave the woman next to him a peculiar look.

This flight’s destination was the Eastern Federation. Where else could he possibly be going?

The woman seemed to realize her awkward question and quickly covered her lips with a hand, a faint blush blooming on her refined face.

She sat in the seat next to him, her features charming and delicately beautiful. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that added an air of sophistication.

Dressed in a cream-colored fitted blazer and a tight pencil skirt that barely covered her thighs, she crossed her long, black-stockinged legs to the side, red-soled high heels completing her image—a textbook example of a professional office beauty.

But the moment Lu Yan laid eyes on her, his expression froze—for he recognized this woman.

Her name was Su Yan, an influencer under the Qingwu Corporation banner, with over four million followers across all platforms.

Though she couldn’t compare to peak-era Ji Xingyao, she was still a rising star among second-tier internet celebrities.

Of course, it wasn’t her influencer identity that caught Lu Yan’s attention.

The real reason he remembered her… was because she was a personal disciple of the Qingwu Sect and one of the masterminds behind the Qinggu Market conspiracy.

Thanks to Lu Yan’s help, Ji Xingyao had managed to restore her foundation and, without hesitation, went to confront several personal disciples with her sword.

She not only severely injured them but also extorted a massive payment, which eventually became the Transmission Token that Lu Yan obtained.

Lu Yan had learned of Su Yan’s involvement later when he overheard people discussing how one of the disciples—Su Yan—had been gravely injured.

Noticing Lu Yan’s brief moment of daze, a flicker of smug satisfaction flashed in Su Yan’s eyes.

In fact, she had noticed Lu Yan even before boarding, back in the VIP lounge.

More accurately, she had first noticed Shark—the man who drove Lu Yan to the airport.

If Su Yan was considered a second-tier influencer within the Eastern Federation, then Shark was a global superstar influencer, not to mention a city councilman wielding immense wealth and real political power.

As an influencer herself, Su Yan immediately recognized Shark’s iconic physique, and naturally, her gaze was drawn to the man he had personally escorted—Lu Yan.

At first glance, Lu Yan seemed nothing more than a handsome young man, nothing particularly special.

But as she observed more carefully, Su Yan began to sense something extraordinary.

Lu Yan seemed to radiate an ethereal, otherworldly aura—an effortless elegance in every gesture and breath.

His clothes appeared ordinary and unbranded, yet Su Yan could tell at a glance that the fabric was anything but cheap.

From attire to temperament to expression, everything pointed to a man of exceptional background.

What sealed the deal for her was watching Shark’s respectful demeanor during their conversation—and witnessing him hand Lu Yan a black-gold card before boarding.

Su Yan knew exactly what that was: a nameless black-gold card issued by the Bank of the Union, available only to those who had deposited over thirty million dollars.

Noble background. Young and wealthy.
This was the label Su Yan instantly stamped onto Lu Yan.

And to her delight, they were not only on the same flight—but seated right next to each other.

As an influencer, how could she pass up a golden opportunity like this?

She had even gone to the restroom to change into a more alluring outfit before taking the initiative to approach him.

However, what she didn’t expect was that Lu Yan had been resting with his eyes closed since takeoff—making all her attempts at flirtatious eye contact utterly useless.

After much internal debate, Su Yan finally decided to break the ice with a casual question—thus leading to the scene just now.

Feeling Lu Yan’s momentary daze, Su Yan’s crimson lips curled slightly in a subtle arc.

“Got him.”

(End of Chapter)