"How co, has the God Organization threatened you again?"
"That’s not the case. Recently, the God Organization has launched a cleansing operation against the Secret Society, destroying many of their strongholds and causing heavy casualties. Even the higher-ups of the Secret Society have lost contact, completely silent. As far as I know, the God Organization sent Ji Gang to hunt down the high-ranking mbers of the Secret Society. With a master from the Heavenly List taking action, I’m afraid those people will have a hard ti escaping."
Su i nodded and said, "I am aware of this. According to intelligence from Heavenly chanism Pavilion, the power of the Secret Society has shrunk by at least half. This is indeed a heavy blow to them. At present, there are almost no active mbers of the Secret Society, they have all gone underground. I have tried to contact the high-ranking mbers of the Secret Society, and as you said, all of them have gone silent, their lives are probably in great danger."
"Why has the Secret Society, a major world force, suffered such a severe setback this ti?"
"You only are aware of the situation in Huaxia, but completely ignorant about what’s happening abroad. For the sake of the Secret Society, the God Organization employed a lot of power this ti, including their infiltration within governnts worldwide. The reason why the Secret Society suffered such heavy losses is mainly due to covert operations by individuals within governnts of various countries, utilizing governntal power to suppress the Secret Society, which led to the massive losses."
Governntal power?
Ling Chen was surprised. So, that was it, no wonder! The mbers of the God Organization lurking within governnt agencies are the most terrifying.
"If the Secret Society falls, the next target the God Organization will deal with is surely our Heavenly chanism Pavilion."
Hearing Su i’s words, Ling Chen felt a jolt in his heart and quickly covered up the discomfort in his eyes, pretending to be serious as he asked, "Why are you so certain?"
"Do I even need to think about it? If there is any other power in this world that could threaten the God Organization, it would only be Heavenly chanism Pavilion. Furthermore, the God Organization has repeatedly tried to kill , it shows that they are determined to destroy Heavenly chanism Pavilion. However, Heavenly chanism Pavilion is not as easy to deal with as the Secret Society. Just like you said, the forces of the Secret Society are spread all over the world, and the God Organization only needs the power of various governnts to easily destroy it. But it’s different for Heavenly chanism Pavilion; there is only one Heavenly chanism Pavilion, based in Huaxia, and the God Organization’s influence has not yet penetrated the interior of Huaxia, so we don’t have to worry about the God Organization using governntal power against us."
Su i spoke confidently: "If it’s just the God Organization, don’t expect them to easily break through Heavenly chanism Pavilion. Our heritage of several hundred years relies not rely on luck."
"Let’s hope so!"
"What, you don’t have confidence in us?"
Ling Chen laughed: "Not at all, I have full confidence in Miss Su. Besides, even if I weren’t confident in you, I have absolute faith in those elders from Yangxin Pavilion."
"That’s true. Their presence is what has maintained Heavenly chanism Pavilion’s status for a century. Alright, you have been tired from the journey, you should head back to your room to rest. We can talk about anything else tomorrow."
"Okay, then I won’t disturb you anymore."
Coming out of the room, Song Ge, who was waiting outside, took Ling Chen to the guest room arranged by Zhou Jun.
As soon as he entered the room, Ling Chen slled a strong fragrance of wine.
In the center of the room stood a wooden table, with several side dishes for drinking set out, and two jars of wine next to it, the aroma of which was emanating from there.
Song Ge said with a smile: "Zhou Jun, you are quite good at arranging things."
"Of course." Zhou Jun smiled proudly: "These two jars of wine are pinched from my old man, twenty years of pure brewing, he usually doesn’t care to drink it much, but today he let bring them here. Co on, let’s not stand around, sit, tonight the three of us brothers won’t call it quits until we’re drunk."
A night passed.
The next day, Ling Chen licked his lips as he woke up from his sleep. Touching his slightly throbbing head, he chuckled bitterly at the ss on the table from last night’s drinking. They had gone through two urns of wine, and he couldn’t even rember when he passed out. Getting up to pour a cup of tea, Ling Chen walked to the window, pushed it open to look outside and saw more than twenty youths with long swords on their backs, standing in two rows on a nearby hill, listening intently to their instructor’s guidance.
On another side, several middle-aged n, bare-chested, stood in front of wooden posts, their muscular bodies vigorously striking the posts, sweat flying like rain.
Further in the distance, so elderly n were sitting cross-legged, seemingly practicing Internal Cultivation thods.
Seeing this scene, Ling Chen couldn’t help but feel moved. It was worthy of Heavenly chanism Pavilion, the cream of the crop in Martial Arts. Just this diligence alone was enough to maintain the Pavilion’s transcendent status in Martial Arts, irreplaceable.
Closing the window, Ling Chen locked the door and then opened the backpack he had brought with him, taking out a briefcase.
Looking at the various communication equipnt arranged inside the briefcase, he casually picked up a wireless receiver and switched it on. At once, a row of red lights appeared on the top of the receiver, flashing continuously.
After a while, the red light disappeared, turning into a green one, indicating that the signal was successfully connected.
Putting on the headset, Ling Chen spoke softly, "Pheasant Hawk calling."
"Eagle received, all normal."
After testing the communication equipnt, Ling Chen put the wireless receiver and headset back into the briefcase.
The person outside responsible for receiving signals was a mber of the God Organization. Because Lin Jiawei was worried Ling Chen would be deceitful, he required that Ling Chen checks in once a day to report on the progress of his activities.
Leaving the room, Ling Chen walked straight to the martial arts training field outside Heavenly chanism Pavilion. On the way, he happened to et Zhou Jun who was on his way to find him. Seeing Zhou Jun’s disgruntled expression, Ling Chen couldn’t help but laugh and ask, "What’s wrong, who provoked you?"
Zhou Jun replied gloomily, "It’s that old man at ho. It was just his two urns of wine, did he need to give an earful? He doesn’t think about the fact that I am his own grandson. After a hundred years, he will still need to take care of his last rites."
"That’s enough! Getting a scolding isn’t too bad, at least he didn’t hit you. Co on, join for a stroll."
Arriving at the training field, Ling Chen looked at the Heavenly chanism Pavilion mbers diligently practicing martial arts and asked, "Where’s Song?"
"He’s over there. Co, I’ll take you to see him."
Crossing two hills, Ling Chen stopped and looked up at Song Ge standing on the peak of the mountain. Song Ge held his sword one-handed, his posture straight as an arrow, dressed in white, fluttering in the breeze.
Suddenly, Song Ge flicked his wrist, and the longsword beca as agile as a Spirit Snake, an extension of his arm, naturally flexible. Combined with his nimble body and footsteps, he seed to rge with the wind around him, ethereal and elegant, a pleasure to watch.
Bang!
At that mont, Song Ge changed his sword move, his arm slicing forward, and a stone weighing over a hundred pounds was instantly split into two, rolling down the hill.
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