Playing cards, I am your ancestor!-Chapter 291 I always come on time each time_1

Hua Zhuo didn’t know what to say for a moment.

She was definitely touched. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

To put it inappropriately, after Wen Jiang went out this time, had Wen Jiang actually become more sensible and more considerate?

Zero Egg was also shocked. "You actually developed a conscience?"

Wen Jiang was speechless.

To tell the truth, although she had brought significant changes to the Jimo Family, after she made her efforts, Hua Zhuo had shouldered most of the responsibilities. She never had to face situations she didn’t want to face. Hua Zhuo had made significant contributions to the Jimo Family.

This was a happy matter, and Hua Zhuo couldn’t help but laugh. "As long as you’re alright, that’s what matters."

As long as she was fine, nothing else mattered.

Wen Jiang walked downstairs and looked at the world outside, which seemed to have been cleansed by the sweet rain. "Doesn’t it seem beautiful?"

"Yes," Hua Zhuo reflected emotionally. "That rain just now..."

She paused, suddenly realizing something, and looked at Wen Jiang with faint disbelief. "Did you do that?"

The reason she hadn’t associated it with Wen Jiang was that the rain was too outrageous. It had repaired the damage done to Cang Xing Die in one fell swoop. Moreover, judging by the reactions of so many SSR Cards, the miraculous effect of the rain was far more incredible than she imagined. Even if Wen Jiang had advanced to S Rank, Hua Zhuo wouldn’t have connected her to something like this.

"Sort of, it’s related to me," Wen Jiang said, her lips curving slightly. "Consider it a celebration gift from heaven for my promotion to S Rank."

Hua Zhuo was speechless.

She really didn’t know what to say.

Why would heaven celebrate her promotion to S Rank? Could it be related to the huge commotion she caused in Ceylon Cemetery?

Hua Zhuo couldn’t help asking, "What exactly did you do in Ceylon Cemetery?"

Wen Jiang chuckled. "Nothing much, just gave Ceylon Cemetery a little surprise. But now, there’s something I can actually help you with."

She approached Hua Zhuo, her eyes shining with a strange light.

As she expected, this time she finally saw what had been preventing Hua Zhuo from recovering. A mass of black resentment was entwined around Hua Zhuo’s knee. Resentment could make people lose spiritual power and could also be used to bind Hua Zhuo’s legs. After so many years, what kind of conspiracy had Yu Jian, or the System behind him, orchestrated using this resentment?

Hua Zhuo watched Wen Jiang observe her legs, and her heart suddenly clenched.

Could it be that Wen Jiang had found a way? Was there really hope for her legs to heal?

Wen Jiang observed that the mass of resentment had been entrenched in Hua Zhuo’s knee for a long time. It polluted her body and affected the Spiritual Energy within. After so many years of erosion, it was no wonder Hua Zhuo’s condition was so severe that she couldn’t heal herself.

Wen Jiang extended her hand toward Hua Zhuo’s knee. It seemed effortless, but she used her Spiritual Energy to penetrate Hua Zhuo’s body for cleansing. Then, she raised her head and said calmly, "It’s going to hurt a bit. Bear with it."

She had no choice but to bear with it.

Before Hua Zhuo could respond, a sudden, brief yet intense stabbing pain shot through her knee. It was like needles that had grown into her body were now being plucked out by the roots. The agonizing pain made Hua Zhuo’s forehead instantly break out in fine beads of sweat, and her face paled as she emitted a muffled groan.

She was used to it. For so many years, she had intermittently felt sharp pain from her knee. But it had never been like this.

The resentment was too deeply entwined. It had to be extracted bit by bit with Spiritual Energy, requiring extremely precise control, and this process would inevitably cause Hua Zhuo considerable suffering. If Wen Jiang hadn’t previously cultivated her Primordial Spirit, she wouldn’t have dared attempt such a bold feat immediately after advancing.

Hua Zhuo clenched her teeth. She knew Wen Jiang was helping her, and she had never imagined that after so many years, there was actually hope for her legs to heal. No matter how painful it was, she could bear it. The intense pain caused reflexive tears to well up in her eyes. She had no choice but to tightly close them, constantly trying to distract herself by thinking of other things.

The whole process lasted about ten minutes.

Finally, bit by bit, Wen Jiang drew out the resentment that had been lurking within Hua Zhuo’s body.

That was something Hua Zhuo couldn’t see. She only felt an unprecedented sense of lightness in her legs the moment the resentment was completely dislodged. It was like a stream that had been blocked for over a decade was finally flowing freely again. The spiritual power within her began to naturally cleanse and repair her previously atrophied legs.

Surprise welled up in Hua Zhuo’s eyes. "Wen Jiang, am I really... getting better?"

Wen Jiang gathered the struggling mass of resentment and nodded slowly. At the same time, she heard a DING in her mind.

[System Alert: Detected an item not belonging to this world. Proceed with recovery and analysis?]

Wen Jiang, who had been about to destroy it, paused for a moment, then chose to agree.

As the resentment vanished, Zero Egg’s voice rose in surprise. "What the hell is this?"

Wen Jiang asked, "Yu Jian’s creation. How long will the analysis take?"

Zero Egg replied, "Let me see... It says it’s analyzing. It should take about two days."

Wen Jiang asked, "It still needs two days?"

Though her mental tone was flat, Zero Egg sensed the subtext: Useless!

Zero Egg fell silent.

It was accustomed to this. What else could it do, get a divorce from her? The useless one was the System Heart that created it, not itself!

In front of Wen Jiang, Hua Zhuo, feeling the strange sensation in her legs, began to slowly push herself up from her wheelchair, trying to stand.

Wen Jiang pressed down on her shoulders. "There’s no need to rush. After all, you’ve been paralyzed for so many years. Let’s wait until your spiritual power has repaired your legs. I’ve already removed the thing from your body; there won’t be any more problems."

Without waiting for Hua Zhuo to respond, she asked, "Has the association been busy lately?"

She had just returned and could feel the tumult at Mount Flower with a simple glance at her phone. They still hadn’t officially announced the S Rank team members. Now, the S Rank internal management was also starting to experience chaos. Mount Flower was being questioned about whether they would withdraw from this year’s S Rank competition. One could imagine the pressure Hua Zhuo was under.

Hua Zhuo didn’t want to burden Wen Jiang too much. "It’s not too bad."

"No worries. I’ll make a trip to the association. Have the PR department prepare to announce that I’m joining the S Team."

Hua Zhuo, not wanting to stop her, pushed her wheelchair and said, "I’ll come with you. It’s a good opportunity to meet your future S Rank teammates."

"Alright."

Meanwhile, inside Mount Flower, the Song Family twins were already quite dissatisfied and venting their anger at the management.

"It’s the last two days for team registration, and we haven’t even filled our roster. Isn’t this a joke?"

Song Yi, the more hot-tempered twin, couldn’t help but gnash his molars. "I should have never believed Hua Zhuo’s nonsense, nor should I have come to Mount Flower..."

Before he could finish, a voice came from behind, "TSK. I always arrive just in time for the highlights. Quite interesting."