Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

After leaving the hospital, Zhuang Zeqian rushed back home without stopping.

In the mountaintop villa of Taiping Mountain, they were preparing to welcome a distinguished guest, which was why Zhuang Zeqian hurried back.

"Father."

Zhuang Zeqian walked up to an old man with a cane and a kind face. Although he was very old, the brilliance in his eyes had not lost any of the charm of his youth.

He is the head of the richest family in Hong Kong, Zhuang Chaoren, known as "Half City".

"How is A-Kun's injury?"

"He's not seriously injured, but he's a little depressed."

"Have you investigated the matter thoroughly?"

"Well, I've investigated. It's because A-Kun had a conflict with that person at the auction and wanted to take revenge afterwards. However, the other party noticed his hostility in advance and gave him a small punishment. He didn't come after us on purpose."

In front of Zhuang Bancheng, Zhuang Zekun, who was over 40 years old and the father of three children, was very respectful and did not dare to overstep the mark.

Unlike his younger brother who has been flamboyant and competitive since childhood, Zhuang Zeqian is wise and appears mature and steady, thus winning the trust of his father Zhuang Bancheng. Over the years, many of the family's businesses have been handed over to him one after another.

"It's okay if it's not."

Zhuang Bancheng breathed a sigh of relief, then sighed: "The martial arts master is indeed unfathomable. He can detect even the slightest hostility immediately."

"Father, even if Ye Qingzhou has a high level of cultivation, he is only an eighteen-year-old young man. Why should we be so afraid of him?"

The banker is very wealthy and has support behind him. At least he doesn't need to be so afraid of a master.

"Alas, I'm not afraid of Ye Qingzhou, but the fighting faction within Dongji. It is said that this person is on good terms with Gu Minghui and the divine general Qinglong. If he comes here to investigate that matter, our Zhuang family will be dead without a burial place."

Obviously, Zhuang Bancheng was not afraid of Ye Qingzhou, but the Shen Ce Army and the Tianji Research Institute.

The reason is very simple. Zhuang Bancheng and even the entire Zhuang family are actually one of the core members of the coexistence faction within the Dongji Kingdom. They are the first force to be infiltrated by the Taixu Divine Dynasty and to bow down to Emperor Mie.

Now, after half a century of development, this force has already spread and grown within the country of Dongji, and has penetrated into all walks of life.

In particular, all the various chambers of commerce and financial capitals have become running dogs of the Taixu Divine Dynasty, joined the coexistence faction, and waited for the Blue Star to be swallowed up.

"Father, are we really going to side with one side? Didn't you tell me that when doing business, you have to wait for the right price to maximize your profits?"

Zhuang Zeqian looked puzzled again.

He was deeply involved in many of the family's core affairs, so he understood better than his younger brother Zhuang Zekun why the Zhuang family was so prominent.

It’s not because the banker knows how to do business, but because there is a terrible force behind the banker.

But the gift of fate does not come without a price.

The other party supports the banker, allowing the banker to have billions of wealth and dominate Hong Kong. Naturally, they need the banker to do things for them, and these are not ordinary things.

Zhuang Bancheng's old face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes became more and more profound. "Agan, I also told you that you should think twice before placing a bet, but you should not hesitate after making a decision. We, the banker, have already bet on the coexistence faction, so we can't withdraw. That would only offend both sides."

"Haha, well said!"

A figure suddenly appeared in the living room. He was wrapped in bandages. His thick robe concealed his tall body. Only in the narrow gaps of the bandages were there evil and twisted flesh buds.

"You are worthy of being the richest man in Hong Kong. You have grown your business to such a large scale. I am impressed by your courage and determination."

"Who are you? How did you get in? Someone come here!"

The moment Zhuang Zegan saw the person coming, his scalp went numb and he hurriedly called for the bodyguard in the villa, but there was no response after he shouted for a long time.

"In order to allow us to have a quiet conversation, I have already asked your bodyguards and servants to go to bed first."

The visitor ignored Zhuang Zeqian who was shouting and instead looked at Zhuang Bancheng behind him: "I am here at your invitation. What about your hospitality?"

"Ah Qian, please don't be rude. This is Mr. Arthur."

"Father!"

Zhuang Zeqian couldn't believe that his father was actually going to cooperate with this monster in front of him?

That's right, in his eyes, Sackler Arthur was a living monster, especially the tentacle-like flesh buds that kept wriggling and waving. Just one look at it made people feel disgusted and terrified.

"What do you think about the last incident?"

Arthur sat on the other side of the table, his dining posture was as elegant as a gentleman, but his hideous "dignity" was far from being "elegant".

Faced with his question, Zhuang Bancheng remained silent, obviously still struggling and hesitating inside.

Arthur also noticed his struggle and hesitation, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Of course you can take your time to think about it, but I want to remind you that you don't have much time."

"..."

Zhuang Bancheng really felt that his body could not last for a few more years.

The hard work he put in when he was young had already caused him to become ill from overwork.

In the years after he achieved success, he was unable to stop moving forward. Instead, he was exhausted by the faction of militancy coming to power in Dongji and the coexistence faction losing power.

In order to protect the banker's family and to gain wealth and glory, he walked on thin ice, carefully maintaining a fragile balance, and spent almost every day in worry.

In this case, what is the point of talking about health and wellness?

Under the torture day and night, Zhuang Bancheng could already smell the scent of death. His body and physiological functions had almost reached their limits, and ordinary treatment methods were almost completely useless.

Now, the only thing that can save his life is the extraordinary power from the martial arts world.

"If I perform the Life Transmutation Ceremony, can it really keep me young forever?"

"Of course. Since my Lord has made a promise, he will not break it."

Arthur still looked at Zhuang Bancheng leisurely, not impatient. After all, it was not him who was about to die of old age. The one who needed to be anxious was Zhuang Bancheng.

Even if he is worth billions and is known as 'half the city', what does that matter?

Wealth can buy 99 percent of the things in the world, but life is one of the 1 percent that cannot be bought.

The richer a person is, the more afraid he is of death.

Even Zhuang Bancheng, who had been extremely smart for most of his life, was still like this.

How could he be willing to give up such a wonderful life with fine clothes and delicious food, and surrounded by beautiful women every day?

"Okay, I'll do it."

Zhuang Bancheng's resolute tone showed that he had made up his mind at this moment to prolong his life at all costs. Arthur looked at Zhuang Zeqian who had not left yet, and then looked at Zhuang Bancheng: "Is it okay to let your son participate?"

"He wouldn't go around saying that."

Zhuang Bancheng then explained, "Besides, there are many things that I am already unable to handle, and I need him to come forward to handle them."

Afterwards, Arthur discussed the details of the cooperation with Zhuang Bancheng. Zhuang Zeqian, who was listening in, was shocked to learn the whole plan and what the "Life Alchemy Ceremony" was.

In order to prolong his life, Zhuang Bancheng actually agreed to help Arthur set up a large sacrificial array in Hong Kong, to bleed all the people in the city so that the Plague Knight could descend to the human world from the spirit world!

Over the years, Zhuang Zeqian has learned how to become a qualified money-making machine, and how to ruthlessly exploit employees and users to reap excess profits.

But there is still a difference in degree between making money and killing people.

After Arthur left, Zhuang Bancheng told Zhuang Zeqian: "Our banker is the biggest sponsor of this Tianjian Cup competition. You must make good use of this opportunity. If you can sacrifice a large number of high-quality master-level and grandmaster-level martial artists, the blessing from God will be greater. At that time, our entire banker will be able to benefit from it."

"Yes……"

Zhuang Zeqian felt a little reluctant in his heart, but then he put it behind him.

After all, he couldn't resist the temptation of immortality.

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Xiangjiang International Airport.

"sister!"

"Xiao Bingbing."

Sisters Xu Yunxi and Xu Yuebing hugged each other. One was gentle and quiet, beautiful and generous, while the other was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, cold and beautiful. The two sisters with completely opposite temperaments stood side by side at this time, which was truly beautiful, attracting amazed glances from passers-by around them.

"Ye Qingzhou, thank you for taking care of our Bingbing during this period of time."

"It's not hard."

Ye Qingzhou stood aside, also with a smile on his handsome face.

Xu Yuebing pouted angrily, holding Xu Yunxi's arm and acting coquettishly: "Sister, can't I be the one taking care of Ye Qingzhou? I'm not a child anymore!"

After laughing and joking for a while, the three of them left the airport together.

On the way to the hotel, Ye Qingzhou looked at Xu Yunxi and exclaimed: "You have broken through to the master level? Congratulations."

"It's still far behind you."

Xu Yunxi knew that Ye Qingzhou had already entered the Grandmaster realm. If the facts were not right in front of her, she would never have believed such an outrageous thing.

Eighteen-year-old master!
Looking across the entire Blue Planet, there has never been such a precedent!

Afterwards, the three of them talked about the related matters of the Tianjian Cup Competition. Xu Yunxi was obviously also one of the contestants, but Ye Qingzhou came here for the championship, while Xu Yunxi was determined to participate. She had just entered the master realm and had reached the first level of cultivation. Let alone the championship, even entering the top 16 was a luxury.

"I heard that for this year's Tianjian Cup, General Suzaku and Tianjian Sikong Jingming will be present at the event and jointly host the opening ceremony of the competition."

Xu Yunxi's words quickly aroused Ye Qingzhou's interest.

He couldn't help but ask, "According to rumors, both Suzaku Divine General and Sikong Jingming are top-notch swordsmanship masters. But who is more powerful between the two?"

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, Sikong Jingming is definitely stronger."

Xu Yunxi answered the question without thinking, but then she changed the subject: "But if it's a life-and-death fight, the one who dies must be Sikong Jingming."

Ye Qingzhou understood Xu Yunxi's subtext. After all, he had actually witnessed with his own eyes the actions of the Azure Dragon God General and Gu Minghui, the divine fortune teller.

These 'official martial saints' of Dongji Country all have an 'explosive' mode. They can call for support from the Tianshu system and the Tianji system in minutes, gain the blessing of massive mental power, and possess martial god-level combat power.

In comparison, "wild martial saints" like Sikong Jingming are a level lower.

If it were in the past, Ye Qingzhou would have despised the behavior of Azure Dragon God General and Gu Minghui who sought help from external forces when they couldn't win.

How can a martial artist take shortcuts?

Power is something you must acquire step by step and truly master in your own hands; only then is it yours.

Of course, the main reason was that Ye Qingzhou couldn’t borrow it before.

It’s different now. After taking the entire Cangyuan Realm into the Xuanyuan Sword, Ye Qingzhou also has his own "external force" and possesses a huge amount of thought power.

Although there are no large-scale plug-ins like the Tianji System and the Tianshu System, the thinking energy algorithm of symbolic and numerical thinking also has unlimited potential.

How can this kind of power that can be called upon by oneself at any time be considered external force?
It definitely doesn’t count.

It is with this confidence that Ye Qingzhou dares to aim for the championship.

Behind me stand hundreds of millions of intelligent creatures from the Cang Yuan Realm, with an almost unlimited supply of mental energy. With a flying dragon right in front of you, how can you tell me how I’m going to lose?
The three got off the car in front of the hotel and then met two old acquaintances.

"Ye Qingzhou."

Liu Yiming waved and greeted.

He was dressed in white, with an upright posture, a cold and handsome face, and a famous sword inlaid with precious jade hanging from his waist. He exuded a majestic aura like a mountain and a sword spirit that soared into the clouds.

Standing next to Liu Yiming is Nangong Yi, who is even more elegant than before. His eyes are as bright as stars, and he has made great progress in his family-inherited "Flying Star Sword Technique" recently. His sword skills are elegant and agile, like the stars across the night sky. He deserves the title of "Picking Stars and Controlling the Universe".

Obviously, both of them are here to participate in the Tianjian Cup competition. Their strength is stronger than Xu Yunxi's. With the cultivation and realm of the second level of Dengtian, they should have no problem entering the main competition. If they are lucky, they can even make it into the top 16.

"Liu Yiming, Nangong Yi?"

Ye Qingzhou nodded to the two of them, and then took Xu Yunxi and Xu Yuebing to the hotel.

Watching him leave, Nangong Yi couldn't help but sigh that things have changed: "Young people nowadays are so fierce. I remember when we had the sword fighting competition, he was still a contestant, and I was sitting in the special guest seat. Now that the sword fighting competition is about to start, we actually have to compete on the field."

Liu Yiming glanced at his friend and said jokingly, "Don't flatter me. He is now a martial arts master. If he attacks with all his strength, you can only take three of his swords at most."

"Three swords?"

Nangong Yi smiled bitterly and mocked himself: "You overestimate me. If the body movements of Cang Shang are useless to him, I'm afraid I can't even block a single sword."

"Then I am stronger than you. At least I have the confidence to take two of his swords."

"What is there to be proud of?!"

Nangong Yi gave Liu Yiming a disdainful look. (End of this chapter)