Inside the taxi.
Zhang Fusheng didnât let the people from the Peace Hotel take him,
The information just now mentioned that the Green Gang has very close ties with the Dragon Boat Public Security Bureau,
Although itâs unclear what happened, if the people from the Peace Hotel showed up, it could potentially worsen the situation.
"I just arrived in Dragon Boat City, and my uncle was summoned because of a factory fire, and Sister Xixi went to the Public Security Bureau, only to be inexplicably summoned as well."
Zhang Fusheng pondered, his eyes slightly cold.
Where in the world do such coincidences exist?
Could it be that someone is targeting his family?
If so, could it be the senior brother or the second senior sister?
As for Lin Dongxi, she doesnât have that kind of influence, and sheâs still unconscious.
Zhang Fushengâs face was gloomy as he first called his dad to confirm that both of them were safe and sound, even participating in a snowball fight, which slightly eased his mind.
But to take precautions.
He dialed another number.
After a long busy tone, the call went through.
"Hello, Master, itâs me, Zhang Fusheng."
Chen Nuanyu, sitting in the front passenger seat, instinctively glanced at the young man in the back seat through the rearview mirror, her expression frozen.
Master... itâs that person.
On the other end of the phone, Hong Tianbaoâs warm voice came through:
"Encountered trouble? I heard from your senior brother that youâve gone to Dragon Boat City."
"Yes, not sure if itâs trouble, just wanted to inform you in advance."
Hong Tianbao chuckled:
"What kind of trouble?"
"Not very clear at the moment, just know itâs related to the Dragon Boat Public Security Bureau, actually not sure if it is trouble either."
"I see."
On the other end, the old man pondered for a moment:
"Your cultivation is too low, Iâll send your senior brother or second senior sister over."
"Master, Iâve reached Five Refinements."
The suddenly quiet background noise on the other end was as if the microphone had been turned off.
In the taxi, both the driver and Chen Nuanyu glanced at the seemingly frail young man through the rearview mirror.
The driver shivered, almost losing grip on the steering wheel.
After a few seconds, the background noise returned, and the old manâs calm voice resumed:
"Five Refinements, very good, considered top-notch in Dragon Boat City, but still not safe, Iâll send your senior brother and second senior sister together."
"Master, Iâve also mastered the Third Form of Form and Spirit."
âCrack!â
Zhang Fusheng seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.
"Youâve also completed the Giantâs Observation? With your fist technique achievement, you can rival someone at Seven Refinements."
Hong Tianbao calmly spoke:
"But remember, there are always people better than you, donât act impulsively, stay calm, also, encountered trouble, right?"
He paused, took a breath:
"I canât get there anytime soon, Iâll call Shi Zhengyuan."
"Master, who is he?"
"Oh, didnât I mention? I used to be a Cultist, and Shi Zhengyuan is my fellow cultivator, he didnât leave the cult and, under the alias Wang Yuan, has been serving as a Governor in Dragon Boat City."
Both Shi Zhengyuan and Cultist appeared directly in Zhang Fushengâs mind.
Evidently, Hong Tianbao used special means to avoid mentioning these terms directly in the conversation.
"Uh, thank you, Master."
"Itâs nothing... your Contemplation Technique hasnât reached Minor Perfection, has it?" The old man suddenly asked unexpectedly.
"How could it? No Minor Perfection." Zhang Fusheng replied calmly, "Why do you ask suddenly?"
Well, itâs indeed not Minor Perfection, itâs True Perfection.
On the call, Hong Tianbao calmly said:
"Nothing much, just asking casually, your talent is a bit excessive, fearing you might have decades of mental accumulation hidden away, suddenly breaking through to Minor Perfection."
"After all, upon reaching Minor Perfection and giving birth to the Divine Realm, one needs to âanchorâ the Divine Realm form as soon as possible... never mind, itâs too early to discuss these with you now."
"Yes, Master." Zhang Fusheng tensed up, quietly ended the call.
The Public Security Bureau was approaching.
......
The old man put down the phone and took a deep breath.
He laughed three times, his voice echoing like a thunderclap.
"Itâs just your disciple reaching Five Refinements, why so agitated?" Across from him, another elder with an immortal demeanor frowned, "Junior brother, youâre still so unstable."
Hong Tianbao took a deep breath:
"Senior brother, you wouldnât understand even if I told you, wait till next year when we meet with Master, then youâll see."
He discarded the beard plucked during the call.
The immortal-like old man scoffed:
"You mentioned Minor Perfection and it startled me, turns out itâs nothing!"
"Hehe."
Hong Tianbaoâs old face blossomed with a smile, unwilling to explain further, and changed the subject:
"By the way, senior brother, are you sure Jiangzhou wonât undergo major changes?"
"Nine times out of ten." The old man slightly nodded, also inquired, "Be cautious about the Investigation Bureau, if by then, the operation team really heads to Jiangzhou, they will surely conduct a major sweep."
Hong Tianbao said indifferently:
"Havenât we all left the cult now?"
"Didnât you just say you wanted to contact Shi Zhengyuan?"
"Out of necessity."
Hong Tianbao calmly said:
"As long as my disciple has accumulated enough spirit, he truly has a chance to reach Minor Perfection and create a Divine Realm, and it might not even be far off."
He paused, then continued:
"But the Grim White Bone Observation, to communicate with Different Dimensions and anchor the Divine Realm form, requires the cultâs secret treasures."
The old man with an immortal demeanor raised his brows:
"Would Shi Zhengyuan be willing to lend it to you?"
"He wouldnât lend it to me, but itâs hard to say for my disciple. If he sees my discipleâs talent in the White Bone Observation, he might even declare him a living Buddha reincarnated and devote everything to nurturing him."
"Are you that confident?" The old man looked skeptical.
"That confident!" Hong Tianbao said emphatically.
But then he sighed:
"But thatâs something for after my disciple achieves Minor Perfection. For now, I donât actually want my disciple to come into contact with Shi Zhengyuan in the short term."
The old man with an immortal demeanor nodded:
"Hmm, after all, heâs still in the cult, and..."
He sighed.
......
Get off the car.
The uncle driver didnât even take the money, bowed repeatedly, and drove away.
As for the master, he still hasnât sent Shi Zhengyuanâs phone number yet; I imagine theyâre still talking or such.
"Quite a coincidence."
Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself. He originally planned to reach out to Shi Zhengyuan, or rather this Governor Wang, but now it seems, it might not be feasible.
Master said, the other side is very difficult to deal with, implying he possesses a Divine Realm,
possibly even a True Divine Realm, with Contemplation Achievement no less than mine.
Someone like that, âZhong Mountainâ is better not to approach for now, one wrong move and escape might not even be an option.
Shaking his head to clear his mind, Zhang Fusheng looked towards the Public Security Bureau, seemingly on fire, as the fire department was extinguishing the flames, thick black smoke obscuring everything.
His heart sank and he immediately dialed his auntâs phone.
âSorry, the number you called is switched off, please try again later.....â
Zhang Fushengâs face grew more tense, Sister Xixi and Uncle had just been summoned, and then the Public Security Bureau caught fire...
No.
Itâs not a fire.
He noticed a gaping hole, an explosion at the Public Security Bureau among the flames, as some officers discussed terms like âexplosionâ and âwanted criminalâ in the distance.
Itâs an explosion.
If there was only suspicion before, now Zhang Fusheng was ninety percent sure someone was targeting his relatives.
This explosion, it might have been aimed at his uncle and the others!
But why?
Even if itâs the wolves from Hongji, why implicate family??
His Divine Thought swept out abruptly, scanning through the burning Public Security Bureau.
No.
No trace of his uncle and them.
Either they arenât there, or...
Zhang Fusheng felt a chill on his hands and feet, fury burning fiercely in his chest, he strode towards a security officer leaning against a tree, taking a deep breath:
"My relatives were summoned, they were in the Public Security Bureau earlier, now..."
The officer glanced at Zhang Fusheng, patting his shoulder:
"Whatâs your relativeâs name?"
He asked, picking up his phone to help Zhang Fusheng check.
"Zhang Wenhua and Zhang Xiaoxi."
The officer paused:
"Who?"
"Zhang Wenhua, Zhang Xiaoxi, Wen as in literature, Hua as in magnificent..."
"Oh, wait here for a moment." The officer touched his waist and then said amicably:
"Iâll go ask for you right away."
He jogged away, turning back to look at Zhang Fusheng as he went.
Why does this feel strange?
Zhang Fusheng furrowed his brow as his phone suddenly vibrated.
He answered the call.
"Hello hello hello!!"
Sister Xixiâs voice came through the phone:
"Zhang Fusheng, quickly buy the nearest train ticket, head back to Jiangzhou.....I just blew up the Public Security Bureau in a fit of anger!"
Zhang Fusheng: ???
He glanced at the burning Public Security Bureau and then at the swarm of angered, hostile armed officers surrounding with their guns.
No, this isnât right, is it??
"You spoke too late; Iâm already at the Public Security Bureau...you big troublemaker!"