The Sims, My Alien Path

After Ling Tian chose the reward, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that the reward has been received, there is still one week before I can continue the simulation. Next, it's time to practice." Ling Tian muttered to himself after thinking for a while.

Ling Tian walked out of the room with the oil lamp and came to the utility room.

The dim light swayed in the small space, casting a dancing shadow. Ling Tian looked around for a big box, and the dust flying in the air made him cough a few times.

Finally, Ling Tian found a big box.

He patted the dust on the box, and the dust shone like gold powder under the light.

Ling Tian brought the box back to the room and carefully placed all the spirit stones in the box.

Then, Ling Tian took out a spirit stone and came to the bed and sat cross-legged.

He relaxed his body, closed his eyes slightly, and blocked out the disturbances from the outside world. The room was silent, with only the sound of Ling Tian's even breathing.

After a pause, Ling Tian felt a faint coolness coming from the spirit stone. This coolness was like a stream of clear spring water, slowly seeping into his body.

Then it slowly accumulated and produced saliva in his mouth. Then he swallowed gently, and a slight airflow rose in his dantian.

Ling Tian could feel a warm current slowly flowing in his body, bringing an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Then, according to the practice method of the Jade Liquid Refining Heart Method, this spiritual energy flowed through the meridians and finally returned to the dantian.

Ling Tian felt that every cell in his body was cheering and jumping for joy, as if he had been reborn.

"Hu..." Ling Tian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes. His eyes were bright and energetic, as if there were stars twinkling.

Ling Tian's face showed a hint of surprise, and he thought to himself: "This immortal cultivation method is really amazing. I just absorbed a little spiritual energy, but it can make me feel relaxed, and I no longer have the stagnation I had before."

However, after the joy, Ling Tian's brows frowned slightly again.

He whispered to himself, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "But my spiritual roots are indeed very poor. It took me almost an hour to absorb a trace of spiritual energy. It's a long way to go to become stronger..."

"It seems that I must practice more diligently, so that I can have a chance of longevity..."

After saying that, Ling Tian stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes again, and continued to absorb the spiritual energy from the spiritual stone with full concentration.

The room was quiet again, and only the sound of insects coming from outside the window added a touch of vitality to this night of practice.

...

Royal capital, Luo Mansion.

The night was like ink, weighing heavily on the sky above this ancient city. A few dull thunders came from afar, as if it was a warning from heaven to this uneasy night.

The entire royal capital was brightly lit, and countless lanterns dotted the night like stars, bringing a touch of warm light to the night.

The majestic outline of Luo Mansion looms in the night. The huge carved wooden door is solemn and elegant. The big red lanterns hanging on both sides sway gently in the breeze, adding a festive atmosphere to the gate.

Entering Luo Mansion, it seems to enter a world completely different from the outside world.

An exquisite garden is presented in front of you, with pavilions and towers scattered in an orderly manner and winding corridors.

A path paved with bluestone in the garden extends under your feet, shining with a quiet luster under the weak light.

Every few meters on both sides, there are rectangular stone platforms, on which oil lamps with exquisite lampshades are placed. The soft light adds a touch of warmth to this quiet night.

The air is filled with a faint floral scent, mixed with the fresh smell of soil after rain. In the distance, bursts of insect chirping came, intertwined with the sound of wind chimes from time to time, forming a symphony of nature.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

"No, no, Master! Something happened to the young master and the young lady!" A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper ran and shouted in panic.

His face was full of fear, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, shining under the light.

Soon, he arrived at the door of a luxurious main room.

In the room, Luo Yuande heard the sound and quickly lit the oil lamp. He didn't bother to change his pajamas, but just casually put on a silk robe and opened the door.

Luo Yuande knew that if it wasn't a big deal, the housekeeper would never disturb him during his rest time. An ominous premonition surged in his heart, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were like torches.

"What happened?" Luo Yuande asked in a low voice, trying to control his emotions.

Seeing Luo Yuande's gloomy face, the housekeeper couldn't help but lower his head and said timidly: "Master, the young master and the young lady... they... they were killed..." His voice trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was full of fear.

"What!" Luo Yuande was struck by lightning when he heard this.He opened his eyes, and anger instantly filled his body. He shouted: "What happened! Explain it to me!"

The housekeeper was so scared that he trembled all over. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stammered to explain: "It's... it's like this. Some time ago, the young master was killed by a villain. The young lady wrote back to the young master for help, so the young master went out to find the villain for revenge. Who knew..."

Luo Yuande interrupted: "Wait, when did this happen? Why don't I know anything about it?"

The housekeeper lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Luo Yuande's eyes, and whispered: "To answer the master, this happened more than ten days ago. I... I only knew about this when the young master got into trouble."

"Asshole!" Luo Yuande was furious and slapped the housekeeper in the face. The housekeeper staggered a few steps, half of his face suddenly swelled up, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Luo Yuande was furious and gnashed his teeth, saying, "Such a major event was only told to me now, what's the use of you as a housekeeper!"

The housekeeper endured the pain and cried, saying, "Master, calm down! The young master did not reveal any information when he left the house that day, and I dare not speculate!"

Luo Yuande took a deep breath and tried to calm his anger and grief. He stared at the housekeeper and asked coldly, "Tell me, who killed Yongyi and the others?"

The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and answered carefully, "This... Master, the identity of the murderer has not been found out yet."

He paused and added, "But before the young master was killed, he had a dispute with his cousin. Maybe... maybe it has something to do with Ling Tian."

"Ling Tian? Are you talking about the son of Ling Lixuan of the Ling Mansion?" Luo Yuande frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The housekeeper nodded hurriedly: "That's the man!"

Luo Yuande fell into deep thought, muttering to himself: "I heard that he has been expelled from the Ling family, how could he have the ability to harm Yu Tang'er?"

The housekeeper carefully explained: "It is said that Ling Tian is already a Yijin warrior, and he once returned to the Ling family to seize the young master's property."

A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Yuande's eyes: "Late Yijin? Then how could he kill Yongyi, who was in the middle stage of Yunxue?"

The housekeeper lowered his head, his tone full of helplessness: "This... I don't know much either."

"Waste!" Luo Yuande shouted angrily, and the air around him seemed to tremble. He gritted his teeth and ordered: "Investigate immediately! I want the murderer to be unable to live or die!"

"Yes!" The housekeeper turned around and left as if he had been pardoned.

"Wait a minute." Luo Yuande suddenly spoke again, with a hint of coldness in his tone. "Go to Ling Mansion and ask Ling Xinghuai, his wife and children were killed, isn't there any response?"

"Yes! I will do it right away!" The housekeeper responded repeatedly and left quickly, as if there was a beast chasing behind him.

Luo Yuande stood alone in the courtyard, his eyes piercing through the darkness, pointing directly in the direction of Chongshan City.

His eyes were full of hatred and determination, and he roared in a low voice: "No matter who you are, I, Luo Yuande, swear to make you pay with blood!"

The night wind whistled, and the trees in the courtyard made a rustling sound, as if mourning for this sleepless night. The thunder in the distance became more and more dense, indicating that a storm was coming.