Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

The night was as dark as ink, heavily enveloping the Lin family mansion. A series of hurried and heavy footsteps broke the usual tranquility. News swept in like a storm, plunging the entire Lin family into unprecedented turmoil and grief.

Lin Ruohai, however, was struck as if by a bolt from the blue. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his mind replaying the heartbreaking news over and over again—his beloved grandson, Lin Chujie, the talented young man who was regarded as the future hope of the Lin family, had been brutally murdered in the Lu Ling family, and his life had suddenly withered away.

"No! This is impossible!"

Lin Ruohai roared in a low voice, his voice filled with endless anger and grief. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, as if he wanted to concentrate all his hatred into this pain.

He turned abruptly, his voice filled with deep-seated hatred, "Men! Immediately! Gather everyone in the Lin family, young and old. Tonight, we will make the Lu Ling family pay for their evil deeds!"

"I want the Lu family to know that anyone who dares to touch a member of the Lin family is an enemy of the entire Lin family! Especially that Lu Lingxi Yao, I want to capture her myself and skin her alive to comfort my grandson's spirit in heaven!" Lin Ruohai's voice rang out again.

Upon hearing this, the servants of the Lin family all became solemn and quickly sprang into action. The entire mansion was brightly lit and bustling with activity, creating a busy and tense atmosphere.

Lin Ruohai's face darkened instantly, his usually deep and unfathomable eyes now burning with raging anger. His chest heaved violently, each breath carrying the imminent threat of a storm, instantly shrouding the entire Lin family compound in gloom.

Everyone in the Lin family felt this unprecedented pressure. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and unease. The usual laughter and chatter were replaced by an indescribable silence. People lowered their heads and tried to minimize their presence, afraid of accidentally angering the head of the family. The children, in particular, were so frightened that they clung tightly to their parents, not daring to breathe.

The invisible power emanating from Lin Ruohai roused everyone to action. The servants and servants quickly and orderly arrived in the middle of the courtyard, awaiting the master's orders.

The three most prosperous cities in Lingyue Kingdom are Yanjing, Guiyun, and Yanyu.

Yanjing City, as the imperial capital of Lingyue Kingdom, is not only the heart of power, but also a shining pearl of culture and economy.

The city was filled with palaces and pavilions, all resplendent in gold and jade. Every brick and tile exuded royal dignity and majesty. The streets were wide and bustling with traffic, merchants gathered from all over the world, and all kinds of shops were available, from rare jewelry and jade to daily necessities.

Misty Rain City, located in the southern part of Lingyue Kingdom, is renowned for its gentle and beautiful Jiangnan water town scenery. The city is crisscrossed by rivers, with small bridges, flowing water, and houses. On both sides of the bluestone road, the antique buildings are scattered in an orderly manner, like a beautiful ink painting scroll.

Commerce is equally developed here, but it is more tranquil and elegant. It lacks the hustle and bustle of Guiyun, but has a different kind of charm.

The silk and tea of ​​Yanyu City are most famous for their superior quality and enjoy a high reputation at home and abroad. Every year when the spring tea comes to market, tea merchants and tourists from all over the world flock here to taste tea, discuss philosophy, and enjoy this rare tranquility and leisure.

Guiyun City, with its unique geographical location and long-standing commercial tradition, has become the commercial center of Lingyue Kingdom. Here, trade routes crisscross and connect in all directions, and goods from all directions converge here and then disperse to various places, promoting economic prosperity and cultural exchange. The city's market is bustling with activity, with a dazzling array of goods, from spices, silk, and porcelain from afar to local handicrafts, all of which attract merchants and tourists from all over the world.

There are three major families in Guiyun City: the Lin family, the Lu Ling family, and the Li family, which rose to prominence later. Among them, the Lin family, with its profound heritage and unparalleled strength, firmly holds the throne of the number one family in the city.

Following closely behind, the Lu Ling family was once a force to be reckoned with, enjoying immense prestige.

All this glory is largely attributed to a legendary figure in the family—Lu Lingchenxuan, Lu Lingxiyao's father. At the astonishing age of twenty-eight, he stepped into the Spirit Saint realm. Such an achievement is rare on the entire continent, making the Lu Ling family famous and becoming the object of envy and admiration for countless people.

However, fate is unpredictable. Lu Lingchenxuan and his beloved wife suddenly disappeared mysteriously, leaving the Lu family without its strongest pillar and weakening the family's prestige and strength.

As time went by, the Lu Ling family gradually declined from its former peak and was surpassed by the Lin family. Fortunately, Lu Lingyuntian was still supporting them. Under his leadership, the Lu Ling family continued to develop despite adversity and became an undeniable force in Guiyun City.

As for the rising star, the Li family, they have risen rapidly in recent decades. With their unique business acumen, innovative thinking, and keen grasp of the times, they have gradually gained a foothold in Guiyun City and become a powerful new force in the city, forming a tripartite balance of power with the Lin family and the Lu Ling family.

The Lin family had always planned to destroy the Lu family, but they couldn't find a reason. Now, Lin Chujie's death gave them a legitimate excuse.

"Your Lin family... with so many people, are you rushing to a banquet?"

A clear and melodious voice reached everyone's ears, and they all looked towards the source of the sound—on the roof of the hall, stood a young girl. She was dressed in a simple white dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a wisp of cloud, untouched by any dust, pure and intoxicating. On the gauze dress, delicate embroidery was faintly visible, like stars, embellishing this otherworldly beauty.

The girl's face was unforgettable at first sight. Her indifferent eyes seemed to contain a thousand mountains and rivers, yet also seemed empty. She simply swept her gaze over everyone in the courtyard, yet it was enough to make everyone present feel an inexplicable pressure.

"Lu Lingxi Yao? You... how dare you show your face in front of my Lin family's gate?" Lin Ruohai's voice was as cold as ice, carrying boundless anger.

Upon hearing this, the crowd whispered among themselves, discussing the matter. They never imagined that the seemingly young girl, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old and had a tender face, was actually the murderer of Lin Chujie.

As Lin Ruohai's anger intensified, an irresistible pressure erupted from his body, approaching the peak of the Spirit Venerable realm. The spiritual energy in the world seemed to be summoned, frantically converging towards him, forming visible vortexes of spiritual power.

At this critical moment, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. A white, frigid aura surged from Lin Ruohai's palm, quickly condensing into a huge, ice-blue longsword. The sword was crystal clear, exuding a chilling aura that seemed capable of freezing everything in the world. Under the moonlight, this giant ice sword gained an even more murderous aura, locking onto Lu Lingxi Yao as if it could devour her at any moment.

"Hmph, since you're here, then stay and be buried with my grandson!"

Lin Ruohai roared, his voice echoing through the sky. As his voice fell, the giant ice sword, like a wild horse that had broken free, rushed straight toward Lu Lingxi Yao with a world-destroying momentum. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be frozen, leaving behind shocking ice marks.

At this critical moment, Lu Lingxi Yao's spiritual energy surged. She lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her body twisted at an incredible angle, as agile as flowing water and as ethereal as smoke, perfectly avoiding the attack of the ice sword. The ice sword whistled past, bringing with it a biting cold wind, and finally, with a "clang," it heavily pierced through the eaves where she had been standing, causing broken tiles to fly everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar resounded, and the seemingly solid wall cracked in several places under the shock of the ice sword's residual power, making the house teeter on the verge of collapse.

Lu Lingxi Yao, having already used the mysterious power of the Misty Steps, gracefully landed several feet away, her clothes fluttering, untouched by dust.

She glanced sideways at the shocking crack, a flicker of fear crossing her eyes, but she remained remarkably calm. She gently tidied her slightly disheveled hair, her demeanor returning to its usual composure, as if everything that had just happened was utterly insignificant to her.

After their first encounter, Lu Lingxiyao's gaze was fixed on Lin Ruohai not far away. She thought to herself: It seems that going head-to-head with Lin Ruohai is not a good idea. His cultivation as a Spirit Venerable is unfathomable. Although I am willing to fight him, I am no match for him in the end.

Seeing that his attack had missed, Lin Ruohai's expression changed drastically, and his eyes burned with rage. He suddenly pushed off the ground, raising dust, and leaped up like a cheetah, accompanied by a deafening roar.

"Useless trash! Where are you hiding?!"

At the same time, Lin Chujie's mother rushed towards Lu Lingxi Yao.

Lu Lingxi Yao remained motionless, yet a storm was brewing around her. She gripped the Flying Snow Sword tightly with both hands; the sword's blade was crystal clear, like the first snowflakes, emitting a faint blue light—that was ice spiritual power.

With a crisp sword cry, Lu Lingxi Yao leaped into the air. Her swordsmanship was unpredictable, each move containing the mysteries of natural laws. The Flying Snow Sword Technique was performed to its fullest extent. With a flash of sword light, a sword aura condensed with extreme cold appeared out of nowhere. The sword aura was so strong that it could freeze everything and contained destructive power.

"Swoosh—" The sword energy ripped through the sky, carrying a chilling aura and an irresistible force, heading straight for Lin Chujie's mother.

The sword energy, imbued with icy spiritual power, pierced through her body without hindrance, splitting her in two, and blood gushed out like an uncontrolled fountain.

Lin Chujie's mother stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with terror and despair. She couldn't believe that she would die at the hands of this girl who was called a "good-for-nothing."

The Lin family members all seemed to be nailed to the spot by an invisible force, their eyes all turning to the girl standing next to the First Madam's corpse—Lu Lingxi Yao.

"Is she... really that good-for-nothing?" A trembling voice broke the silence.

"How come he's completely changed? His spiritual power and aura have both become so powerful!" another person muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock.

"Yes, her aura was like that of a god of death." Someone else chimed in, their voices filled with awe and fear. They had never seen Lu Lingxi Yao like this before. The girl who was once ridiculed as "useless" now stood before everyone in such a breathtaking way, announcing her transformation and rebirth.

Inside the Lin family's courtyard, whispers rose and fell. Her transformation was like a bolt from the blue, catching everyone off guard and forcing those who had once looked down on and mocked her to re-examine this once-forgotten figure.

However, before she could catch her breath, Lin Ruohai suddenly appeared and blocked her way.

Lu Lingxi was well aware of the gap between herself and Lin Ruohai, but she did not choose to sit idly by and wait for death. Instead, she used her extraordinary wisdom and agility to launch a high-speed chase, moving through the courtyard like a ghost.

Lin Ruohai pursued relentlessly. His speed was already extremely fast, and every step he took almost shattered the space around him. However, just as he was about to touch Lu Lingxi, she dodged him with incredible angles and speed.

Lu Lingxi's movements were indeed strange, sometimes as light as a swallow, sometimes as swift as thunder. She seemed to have mastered a movement technique that surpassed that of ordinary people, causing Lin Ruohai's every attack to miss and every pursuit to turn into a bubble.

This situation made Lin Ruohai feel unprecedentedly frustrated and angry. He roared and released even stronger power, trying to overwhelm everything with absolute force.

But Lu Lingxi Yao always seemed to be able to anticipate his actions and prepare in advance. Even while dodging, she did not forget to use everything around her as a tool to kill the enemies who rushed up to intercept her. Blood splattered, but it did not touch her at all.

Lin Ruohai's face was contorted with rage, his eyes seemed to burn with fierce fire, and he roared with uncontrollable fury.

"Useless trash! What skills do you have besides running away like a rat? Let me tell you, no matter what tricks you try today, you won't escape death!"

Faced with Lin Ruohai's roar, Lu Lingxi Yao merely raised an eyebrow, showing no fear whatsoever. "Oh? Is that so? It's hard to say who will die first today."

After speaking, Lu Lingxi paused. She stopped dodging and stood up with a calm and composed demeanor, exuding an indescribable air of authority and confidence.

A sense of disbelief suddenly welled up in Lin Ruohai's heart. He never expected that at this critical moment, Lu Lingxi would suddenly stop. All the urgency and pursuit became strangely eerie with her stillness.

Although Lin Ruohai had doubts, he did not hesitate to mobilize all the spiritual power in his body, which burst out from his fingertips and instantly condensed into a spiritual power sword that shone with a cold light. This sword was as straight as an arrow and pointed directly at Lu Lingxi Yao's throat.

However, at that critical moment, a strange calm appeared on Lu Lingxi's face, and her gaze made Lin Ruohai pause slightly involuntarily.