Playing cards, I am your ancestor!-Chapter 281 Let Sa Ang join Crying Angels_1

Although she had anticipated this, she still sighed, "This woman is truly insane. She was unskilled yet overambitious."

Spiritual power, in fact, is not much different from Spiritual Energy, but there are subtle differences. What controls the cards is not spiritual power, but Spiritual Energy. The so-called spiritual power is more like Wen Jiang’s Primordial Spirit, enabling her to control several cards at once. The fact that people in this world cannot cultivate to become immortal beings probably stems from this distinction.

It seemed Yu Jian had researched something. Depriving others of it might not be possible for now, but she’s probably already figured out how to suppress it in others. Still, implementing it must be very problematic, right? Otherwise, she wouldn’t have targeted Tan Heming by now.

I haven’t asked Hua Zhuo about this recently; I wonder if Tan Heming’s spiritual power has recovered.

Xing Wu’s conclusion was simple: "Yu Jian once was his most beloved woman; now she is his most hated one."

That’s only natural. Yu Jian was always wicked; it’s not strange for anyone to fall in love with her. Victims were likely scattered all over the world, and Ricardo was just one of them. It just seemed he suffered the worst fate, locked up and used as a human experiment.

As such, Wen Jiang gained another bargaining chip against Yu Jian and the Heaven’s Mandate System.

Yu Jian probably won’t return anytime soon; she’ll assume the trouble in Ceylon City was because Ricardo escaped. And surely Ricardo hates her to the bone. When I have time, I’ll pay a visit to this miserable soul. Ricardo’s escape will affect Yu Jian for some time. That being the case, I can’t delay making new cards.

But at this moment, different news arrived.

Sa Ang’s brother had died.

And due to the shock, Sa Ang’s spiritual power broke through, and he advanced to A-Level, becoming a freshly minted A-Level Spirit Card Master.

The news reached Wen Jiang just as she was preparing to look for Sa Ang. Hearing this, she was somewhat astonished.

Sa Ang’s brother hadn’t suffered any accident; his body just naturally... gave out. Having been in a vegetative state for years, his bodily functions had long since deteriorated. The hospital in Ceylon City had recently proposed surgery for Sa Ang’s brother. This was the last chance. Either it would succeed, and his brother might wake up, or it would fail, resulting in immediate death. Sa Ang had agreed to it. With Wen Jiang’s attention and the Mech King dead, no one would tamper with an ordinary person. His brother’s death was due to natural causes.

Recently, while at the hospital, Sa Ang had visited Wen Jiang daily when he learned she was injured. She didn’t have any particular emotional attachment to the boy, but now that his closest relative had passed away, it was natural to feel more sympathy. So, Wen Jiang sought out the grief-stricken Sa Ang.

At this moment, Sa Ang was preparing for his brother’s funeral. Although he had received some favor from Wen Jiang lately, that didn’t mean he had enough money; he had also given his money to Wen Jiang. Thus, he only planned a simple burial for his brother. When he saw Wen Jiang arrive, he was a bit surprised. How could an ordinary person like his brother be worthy of Helena’s attention?

Sa Ang’s numb face still showed a hint of sorrow. In front of Wen Jiang, he was just a boy of about ten; a few tears trickled from his sunken eyes as he said, "Helena, I don’t have a brother anymore."

Wen Jiang, in a rare gesture, reached out and patted his head. "I know. My condolences. You must endure your grief and move on."

The death of a relative is an unavoidable part of life.

Having advanced to A-Level, Sa Ang’s life now held greater possibilities; he would live better than before. But Wen Jiang did not choose this inappropriate time to congratulate him.

Sa Ang had wanted to bury his brother, but Ceylon Cemetery was a chaotic place, often turned into a battlefield. Even if a grave was purchased, it wouldn’t be peaceful. He didn’t want his brother’s grave to be desecrated eventually. Therefore, he chose cremation. He went to the only place near the sea in Ceylon Cemetery and scattered his brother’s ashes into the ocean.

When he returned, he expected Helena to ask him to continue fighting in the arena. Having advanced to A-Level, he could now compete in higher-level Underground Arenas and earn more money for her.

But Helena did not need that.

Instead, she told Sa Ang earnestly, "Sa Ang, I need you to leave here and do something for me."

Once Wen Jiang’s SSR Card was revealed, her deeds would be exposed, or at the very least, it would provoke the rage of the Blood Emperor. Sa Ang, this unlucky soul who was the only one connected to her, would be in big trouble.

At the moment, Sa Ang didn’t think too much about it; he was just somewhat stunned. "Helena, what do you need me to do?"

"Go to the Sanctuary." She then outlined the mission, which also served as a sound reason for his departure: "I’ll have someone arrange a passport for you. After you get to the Sanctuary, change your name, Sa Ang, and join the Crying Angels Association for me."

Over time, she had come to understand the boy’s character. He wouldn’t betray ’Helena’; he would do anything she asked.

And now, having learned about Ricardo from Xing Wu, Wen Jiang knew Yu Jian must have other such experimental sites. Coupled with the Crying Angels’ sinister cards, she had reason to suspect the Card Makers in that association were problematic. She wanted Sa Ang to join and uncover the secrets of the Crying Angels. And Sa Ang was only connected to Helena, not Wen Jiang.

Sa Ang was indeed shocked. He had never even heard of the Crying Angels. The world was too vast, and he was confined here, just a kid who knew nothing. But after being stunned for a moment, he nodded firmly.

Helena had saved his life, and she had also paid for his brother’s medical expenses during this time. Although his brother was gone, Sa Ang also knew it was unavoidable. Lost in grief over his brother’s death, he needed something to distract him. Continuously fighting life-or-death card battles in the Underground Arena wasn’t a good path for the boy.

Wen Jiang said softly, "I will give you something to help protect you." It was a foundational cultivation technique.

She had originally arrived as a Primordial Spirit with nothing to her name. Since she herself knew how to cultivate, such techniques were of little consequence to her personally. Now that she was giving it to Sa Ang, she would have to at least write it down anew. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

There was no reason to hoard something like this. The reason she hadn’t shared it like the cultural knowledge from her original world was that there were very few trustworthy people in this one. Releasing this ’thing’ would truly shake the world, and besides, cultivation genuinely required talent. Wen Jiang didn’t know if it could change Sa Ang. It was rare for her to find someone she was willing to trust. If Sa Ang could truly succeed in cultivation, he would have the basic means to protect himself.

She didn’t know how long her battle with Yu Jian would last, but at least now, she was perhaps beginning to feel that she didn’t have to fight alone.