"As long as we can find them and eliminate them one by one, we can make him lose his eyes and arms."
"As for how to truly deal with him personally...
Ye Zhiran’s lips curved into a cold arc.
"As far as I know, this person is planning a shocking event."
"Once this event is exposed, it will inevitably cross the bottom line of various countries. By then, he will naturally beco a global enemy."
"Hunting down those traitors is not only for avenging our fallen comrades but also continuously weakening his Strength and cutting off his roots in the secular world."
"More importantly, from these people, we can piece together his movents over the years and the truth of the major event he is planning."
"At that ti, we can fully ride the wave, let the governnts take action to besiege him, and we just need to secretly fan the flas, guide public opinion, and make him the target of all."
As Ye Zhiran spoke, a cold glint flashed behind his glasses:
"That person thinks he is above the mundane, above all beings, but he doesn’t know that true power has never been individual force, but the torrent of the era."
"He thinks he can control everything, but he will ultimately realize that not even a God can stand against the will of the entire world."
Ye Zhiran clenched his fist, his voice turning low and full of hatred:
"Seventeen years ago, it was his ambition and madness that led to the Guangwu Gate tragedy, killing so many innocent people, and scattering the mbers of the Ideal Land."
"This blood debt must be repaid by him. A monster like him, who has long lost his humanity, will eventually et his own demise."
"What we need to do is to dig out the most critical cornerstone on his insane high tower to hasten his collapse."
Although these words were resolute, full of strategy and determination,
an indescribable sense of powerlessness still lingered in the hearts of those present.
After all, facing a "god" who could single-handedly fight a national army and might have lived for centuries,
any sche seed so pale.
To truly confront such a terrifying monster, only equally powerful Strength would suffice.
Lin Chuqiao pondered for a mont and then spoke:
"Professor, your plan is indeed ticulous, but right now, the most pressing matter is to hide our identities and erase our traces to avoid being tracked down by Ideal Land."
Ye Zhiran nodded upon hearing this:
"I can help with that by performing the ’Formless Barrier’ to obscure causality and confuse heavenly chanisms."
"You haven’t confronted that person directly, so your essence hasn’t been rembered, and it shouldn’t be a big problem."
"What about Fang Cheng?"
Lin Chuqiao furrowed her brows slightly, her voice full of concern:
"He has actually fought that person, so his essence has surely been rembered. What should we do about that?"
Li Dingjian quickly nodded in agreent, looking anxiously at Ye Zhiran:
"Yes, Professor, Ah Cheng’s situation is different. Do you have a way to help him?"
Bai Ling also earnestly pleaded:
"Professor, with your vast knowledge, surely you can think of a way to solve this problem for Fang Cheng?"
"As for a solution... there are so things we can try, but even I can’t be completely sure..."
Ye Zhiran adjusted his glasses with a troubled expression.
He then lowered his head slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, clearly sorting through various possibilities in his mind.
The room fell silent once more as everyone looked at the professor with anticipation in their eyes.
Only Fang Cheng remained leaning against the chair, taking a sip of tea with a calm expression.
He had his own considerations; to evade the pursuit of such a formidable opponent, simple avoidance was aningless.
Either his Strength had to be sufficiently strong to deter the opponent from provoking him easily,
or he needed to create an even larger scenario so the opponent would be overwheld, or consider it unnecessary to spend too much effort on him, thus buying ti to develop.
As the atmosphere grew heavy, Pan Wendi suddenly slapped his thigh:
"I have an idea!"
Everyone turned to look at him upon hearing this.
Pan Wendi, looking excited as if he had found a treasure, imdiately said:
"Let’s make Fang Cheng the son-in-law of our Pan Family!"
"Our Pan Family has enough clout to be considered a notable noble family. I don’t believe that person would dare to ss with soone from the Noble Alliance unless he no longer wants to establish himself in Xia Country."
Lin Chuqiao’s expression changed slightly at these words, and she asked warily:
"Does your Pan Family have a daughter of suitable age? I haven’t heard of such a thing."
"My sister, of course."
Pan Wendi replied as though it was a matter of course.
"What sister?"
Lin Chuqiao’s voice rose by eight degrees imdiately.
"I’m talking about my cousin!"
Pan Wendi winked and smiled jokingly:
"As long as Cousin is willing to change her surna to Pan and re-enter our Pan Family’s genealogy, Fang Cheng would naturally be the son-in-law. With the family backing him, who would dare touch him?"
"What nonsense!"
Lin Chuqiao’s face turned crimson with both sha and frustration as she glared at Pan Wendi.
Then she stole a glance at Fang Cheng, who appeared indifferent as if he hadn’t heard a thing.
Only then did she breathe a little easier, yet an inexplicable sense of loss crept over her.
Bai Ling, next to her, covered her mouth to stifle her laughter, and Li Dingjian couldn’t help but shake his head and suppress a smile.
The heavy atmosphere in the room eased sowhat after this commotion.
Fang Cheng shook his head gently and spoke calmly:
"Don’t worry, I have my own solution to the tracking issue with Ideal Land."
Lin Chuqiao imdiately turned to him, her eyes full of concern:
"Brother Cheng, is your plan reliable? Shouldn’t we just consider a little more?"
Even Li Dingjian couldn’t hold back from asking:
"Ah Cheng, are you really confident?"
"Yes."
Fang Cheng nodded, his tone firm.
Though those present still had doubts, seeing his confidence left them with no choice but to trust him.
After all, Fang Cheng had demonstrated astonishing extraordinary Strength and had never let anyone down.
The chirping of birds outside the window resounded again, injecting a touch of vitality into the solemn room.
Ye Zhiran took a deep breath and brought the topic back on track:
"Considering the current situation, I have another proposal I’d like to discuss with everyone."
He slowly swept his gaze over everyone present, his tone becoming more solemn:
"The threat of Ideal Land is here, and none of us can avoid it. After experiencing the Chen Family incident, we may soon face their tracking."
"In the current situation, going it alone ans fighting individually and will eventually be picked off one by one; there is no chance of winning."
"So, I was thinking, why don’t we officially join forces to form a real team, or rather, an organization with a common goal."
"Once we band together, we can support each other, share intelligence, and collaborate in combat, and when dealing with those traitors or Ideal Land’s tracking, our efficiency will be much higher, and everyone’s safety will be more assured."
After hearing the professor’s proposal, everyone couldn’t help nodding, finding it reasonable.
Bai Ling’s eyes lit up:
"That’s a great idea! There’s strength in numbers, and at least we can look out for each other."
Li Dingjian also nodded in agreent:
"Indeed, there’s more security with an organization, and going it alone is too dangerous."
Seeing no objections, Ye Zhiran justifiably looked at Fang Cheng, seeking the opinion of this core Strength:
"Fang Cheng, what do you think of the proposal to establish an organization?"
Fang Cheng pondered for a mont and nodded slightly.
Seeing his agreent, Bai Ling imdiately clapped her hands excitedly:
"Then what should we na the organization? It must sound impressive, both powerful and catchy!"
"How about calling it the ’Avengers Alliance’?"
Pan Wendi imdiately suggested with pride: "One hears this na and knows what we’re about, how impressive!"
"Oh, too cliché."
Bai Ling pouted, rcilessly refuting him:
"This na is almost worn out from overuse, no originality at all, change it, change it!"
Yet, Pan Wendi seed ready to argue back.
As everyone debated, Fang Cheng suddenly cleared his throat.
Everyone imdiately quieted down, their eyes all focusing on him.
"Actually."
Fang Cheng looked around and slowly began to speak: "I have already established an organization."
"What?!"
Bai Ling’s eyes widened with surprise and delight:
"Boss, you actually secretly founded an organization long ago? What’s it called?"
Li Dingjian was also stunned.
His own nephew had stealthily established an organization.
Lin Chuqiao looked at Fang Cheng with so surprise, a hint of curiosity flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Fang Cheng then slowly uttered three words:
"Illuminati."
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