Among the Twelve Superior, in terms of combat power, everyone unanimously agrees that Ether is undoubtedly the lowest of the sewer professions, even weaker than the Embers. Normally, this kind of person should be despised and hated, and if placed in a Heroic Team, they would be kicked out for not being able to keep up with everyone's pace and end up leading a slow life in the remote countryside.

Those who thought this way basically had it coming.

So what if you can fight? There are so many old silver coins in this world; aren't there enough people who can fight who have died? Just last night, dozens to hundreds died in Cliff City.

Rivers and lakes aren't just about fighting and killing, nor are they just about human emotions and the ways of the world—compared to the Embers, who can only have basic human rights by making a name for themselves, Ether is much more popular!

After all, you might choose not to buy alchemy items, but you still need to know where you accidentally left your keys...

Never underestimate the information network of Ether.

Just look at the Northern Mountain District.

Whenever something happens, Wen Wen can avoid work, Old Zhang can nourish life by brewing tea, Little An can go out to have fun with Ji Jue, but if Tong Hua were to slack off, half of the entire department would already be ruined.

If it weren't for Tong Hua yesterday, Wen Wen's highs and lows would have already fallen into a pit; how could she have withdrawn in time?

Ether has no combat power.

Ether doesn't need combat power.

As long as the Chosen One is alive, they can't escape the need for Ether—What happened? Am I in trouble? Is someone targeting me? Where is my enemy hiding? And does she really love me?

In theory, everything that happens must have a cause and necessarily a consequence; every path taken will inevitably leave traces, and the Ether Eye is the reader of all these traces.

Even after reaching a High Rank, manipulating fate and altering reality is not just an empty talk.

Just look at the Tong family, with so many years of stable control over Cliff City, growing increasingly prosperous, choosing the winners in each turmoil correctly, making crucial decisions and earning half of Cliff City, and having few if any enemies… If there were any, they were eliminated much earlier and could never pose a threat.

Just this ability to quietly make a fortune is much stronger than those who eke out a living from bloodshed and death.

If bending over would allow you to pick up money from the ground, who would still fight and kill?

If Ji Jue had this ability, he would definitely be operating in the background as an eternal survivor.

With the Ether Path's tracking, running away and hiding are completely useless.

Just a single strand of hair, a personal item, or even just a photo, no matter where Chen Yubo fled, even to the ends of the earth, he would be caught.

With over four billion in funds and shares impossible to accurately value...

Such a huge fortune was enough for all Ether Chosen Ones in Hai Province to take out their basins, tarot cards, dice, pendulums, astrological instruments, etc., and glance to see if this piece of "Monk's flesh" was at their doorstep.

Until now, only eleven have found him, which is only thanks to the effectiveness of the interferer hired by Uncle Lin!

"Rest assured, as early as when this manor was established, the boss had already employed a Chosen One of the Mirror system to set up a Mist Secret Ritual,"

Uncle Lin reassured, "Apart from the vague location of Yubo, no other information can be read by Ether unless a Heavenly Person takes action, in which case it's absolutely foolproof."

It was actually just a redundant statement.

If a Heavenly Person were really interested in such mundane wealth, then Chen Yubo would be best off immediately going to their doorstep to kowtow and humbly offer them the fortune; any hesitation would be disrespecting his own life.

Moreover, even if they knew Chen Yubo's location, the Ether Chosen Ones might not take action; they might sell the information or lose interest after a glance.

There's no need to frighten oneself before the opponent shows up.

Once Chen Yubo had finished being examined, An took the Crystal Ball to play with.

Immediately it was empty and crystal clear.

These days, even Ether Chosen Ones knew what was at stake; who would bother peeking at the White Deer Hunter of the An Family? Even merely having the bloodline of the An Family was enough to interfere with most probes of Ether techniques.

But then… when the crystal ball reached Ji Jue's hands, three glaring red dots unmistakably appeared!

And without any disguise or manipulation, like a Trojan horse on a computer desktop, it stunned Ji Jue on the spot.

Three?

With a bit of thought, one of them should be Tong Hua. Despite being well-prepared, Wen Wen would certainly not completely ignore him. Another, if Ji Jue guessed correctly, should be his own teacher.

He was an apprentice of the workshop, and all the forms he personally signed were with his teacher. With Professor Ye's collection and accumulation, checking his status was as easy as playing.

These two greatly reassured Ji Jue, easing his mind, but... who was the last one?!

Ji Jue scratched his head incessantly, puzzled.

It couldn't possibly be that Mr. Lou, after suffering a setback, couldn't swallow his pride and was constantly monitoring Ji Jue's movements, looking for an opportunity to avenge himself, right? That didn't make sense; the Lou Family, no matter how wealthy and powerful, wouldn't be such sore losers.

Then who?

Ever since becoming a Chosen One, he hadn't offended any living person, and those he had offended were mostly already dead. When did he attract the attention of an Ether Chosen One?

And just as if it sensed Ji Jue's detection, one of the red dots blinked to indicate a signal and then disappeared.

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