The only way Alex could tell her was if he explained everything about the system and the cultivation world.
Emily then threw more questions about Mingyue at him, most of which Alex skipped over since he didn't know much about her yet.
As the questions became more personal, Alex changed the topic.
"How about you? How is your life after becoming a hunter?"
"Me? Nothing special, I just spend every day on mission after mission," Emily answered.
Alex frown.
"If that's true, then why are you still ranked two? What really makes it hard?"
"Because I can only enter low-level dungeons; Mom is pulling the strings behind my back.
So I can only grind with missions that give low contribution points," Emily said with a sigh.
"No wonder. Well, don't get me wrong, but I'm glad Mom does that.
You know the casualty rate in those kinds of dungeons, right?"
Emily's face turned to a pout, as she feel wronged. "Even you! Why does no one support me in this?"
"It's not that I don't want to support you, Emily. But the reason you're doing this isn't because of your dream but as a vent.
What if something happened to you too?
What would happen to me and Mom? Do you think we can take another loss?"
Emily's voice became weak. "But then, who will look for Dad?"
"You do know we've spent a lot of money putting up requests, right? And a four-star hunter already took the mission."
"But it's been years and no news at all, Alex!"
"You are a hunter yourself; you should understand this more than me.
A veteran hunter still gives us no result. What can you do by yourself, Sis?"
Alex only knew his mother had spent a lot of their family fortune posting missions to look for their father, and it was taken by a four-star hunter.
But he had never heard the follow-up on it.
Now that he knew about the red and dark zones, Alex speculated that the difficulty of the mission should reach S or even SS rank.
In his world, dungeons were categorized by numbers—the bigger, the higher the risk.
As for superpower talent and missions, they go from F rank to A rank, above which are the usual S tier, SS, SSS.
A few days passed, and that night, Alex spent catching up with Emily.
He also started finalizing all the contracts and meeting up with his family's lawyer, studying all the legalities he needed to follow.
Meanwhile, in the cultivation world, Mingyue was now disguised as a normal, plain woman.
She was moving in a carriage to the city where her family resided, Da Ying City.
In these past few days, she pondered over what Alex had said and finally decided to act as a merchant.
She had also taken many commoners from the surrounding village and trained them with the instructions she got from Alex.
In her hand now was a smartphone; she had spent a few hours on the road reading a story, and not just any story—it was one of the cultivation novels Alex chose.
Reading the cliché plot, Mingyue frowned.
"Is this man stupid? He comes from a prestigious family, and instead of looking for a woman from the same class, he goes too far for a woman in a rural area.
Even if she is talented, it doesn't justify offending other geniuses for it.
Or did this man have no choice but to do this?
Is every other woman in this story that ugly?
How is even a village woman, even as a genius, more beautiful than the daughter of another cultivator?"
The plot Mingyue read involved a rich young master offending the MC to take over his love interest.
This didn't make sense to Mingyue.
They might look down on commoners, but once they became cultivators, no one would offend them without reason.
The competition between families and sects was brutal; every single talent was cherished and fought over.
Based on the story she read, the MC was a genius talent, as was the woman.
If the young master befriended them, he could easily secure two geniuses under his family's banner.
But instead, he offended them both.
And for what? Lust? Because the woman was beautiful?
"This kind of brainless person would be killed without mercy in my family.
He acts like a virgin who's never seen anyone attractive," Mingyue mumbled.
The competition among the young generation was also intense; the family didn't care whether it was a boy or a girl.
Those who were useless to the family were lucky to get fed. As for those who became a burden, they couldn't even hope to survive the next day.
And here, this young master, offending two geniuses to feed his own ego.
Mingyue shook her head, then put the phone back into her storage ring.
Then, a sleek gun appeared in her hand. It felt cold in her palm, with a digital number showing 100% on the back of it.
Vesa had poured the information on how to use it into Mingyue when she received it.
"To think they can mass-produce artifacts like this. Even making it usable by anyone."
[Told you, Queen, don't underestimate the weapons from the King's world.]
Mingyue agreed now; she still remembered the result when she discharged all 100% of the charge in one shot.
She was sure that even with her current cultivation level, she would be gravely wounded with just one hit.
If many were combined to shoot at once, even a golden core cultivator could be pulverized.
Mingyue had already imagined one of the scenarios Alex told her: give the gun to a commoner, then shoot the cultivator by surprise.
Since the beam moved at the speed of light, and the cultivator looked down on them, they would get hit for sure.