Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 695 Stealing a Home
At the banquet, the main figures were celebrities from various countries who worshipped the demonic cult, while Wan Gu was more like a high-class waiter.

No one was paying attention, and Zhou Leng was relaxed and at ease, constantly pondering the essence of martial arts.

Zhao Dongjun once said that everyone has a heart for martial arts, but not everyone can be clearly "certain" about it.

Many things are like this.

Yes, but it's not necessarily clear or certain.

Just like everyone's emotions.

The dinner was no different from any other dinner, and Wan Gu, who had been busy all night, couldn't find anything wrong with it.

They all worship the Demonic Cult.

As night approached, Wan Gu received a phone call and remained silent for a long time afterward.

He led Zhou Leng to a corner and whispered, "I'm going to the police station now. You wait here for news. If... I don't come back, report it to the authorities. Remember, don't act rashly. This is a trap set by the other side to force me to take action."

"what happened?"

Wan Gu sighed and said, "My subordinates have all been captured. Although they are from Xiangguo, they are still my subordinates. I need to rescue them. However, they clearly don't intend to kill us all; they're probably using my subordinates as leverage. Anyway, we only need to stay for three days, and they'll definitely agree."

Zhou Lengdao said, "As far as I know, the credibility of the people of Elephant Country is not even as good as that of the founders of the Trupp family."

"I have quite a few connections within the Demon Worshipping Sect, and I will definitely handle this matter well."

"You really won't let me come along?"

“If you go too, we’ll all be wiped out, and the risk will be even greater. Please trust me, I have strong connections within the Demonic Cult, and I will handle this matter properly.” Wan Gu looked at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, go ahead."

"Thank you!" Wan Gu glanced gratefully at Zhou Leng, then turned and left.

He knew that his actions violated the organization's rules, but he could not bear to see his loyal subordinates killed, even if they were foreigners.

Watching Wan Gu get into the car, Zhou Leng sent a message to Jax.

“I have a friend who got into some trouble in Elephant Country. He seems to be connected to the Demon Worship Cult. Can you help me protect him? His name is Anand, and he's a director of the Tianhe Development Company. Don't let him get hurt.”

Jax replied shortly after.

"Don't worry, I'll do it right away."

Zhou Leng sat alone in the corner. After a while, a fair-skinned woman from the Xiang Kingdom walked over.

She was dressed in a red sari, a traditional garment of the Elephant Kingdom, and asked with a smile in her warbling tongue, "Excuse me, is anyone here?"

Zhou Leng shook his head.

The woman sat down, looked at Zhou Leng, and asked, "What's your name? I've seen you sitting here for a long time."

Zhou Leng thought about it for a moment and understood.

I used Qu Xinghan's appearance, but with slight modifications.

I have to say, the third senior brother is indeed a handsome guy.

The sect leader, Shen Yunxian, once said that her third senior brother had captivated countless juniors, peers, elders, and even elders.

Zhou Leng thought to himself that he should use a different person to disguise himself next time, then pointed to his mouth and shook his head.

The woman's expression of sympathy only fueled his enthusiasm.

Zhou Leng had no choice but to listen for the time being, occasionally responding with gestures.

In the distance, in front of the Wuxin Deli Police Station.

Wan Gu parked his car and was about to walk inside when the gate opened, and his subordinates walked out looking bewildered.

Behind them, the police chief led a large number of officers, all smiles and fawning.

Wan Gu was puzzled. The police chief was not an ordinary citizen of Xiangguo. He held real power and must be a mid-level member of the Demonic Cult, as well as a high-caste individual, whose status was even higher than his own.

The two had met before; the other party's attitude was polite on the surface but cold in reality.

“Director Anand!” Wan Gu’s subordinates all ran over, looking at him with gratitude.

“You must be the esteemed Mr. Anand? I remember now, we’ve met before. That’s wonderful, my brother…” The police chief approached Wan Gu warmly and chatted with him.

Wan Gu didn't know what had happened, but as the police chief continued chatting, he quickly figured it out.

The leader of the Elephant Kingdom's Demonic Cult personally ordered the release of the prisoners and even scolded the superior of the police chief.

But the police chief didn't know exactly who did it.

The two sides exchanged contact information, and Wan Gu dismissed his subordinates and drove back to the banquet.

As he walked, he pondered who had helped him.

His previous superior was the vice president, and above the vice president was the president, but they were only branch leaders. Above them was the general leader of the Elephant Kingdom.

He was at least four or five levels below the leader of the Xiang Kingdom's main religion, equivalent to the difference between a village chief and the head of a province.

As he walked, he noticed two beautiful women standing next to Code Name Xinhe, and he paused for a moment.

He only told the person codenamed Xinhe about this, and didn't tell anyone else, because he wanted to go to the police station to check the situation first.

As a result, the person was released before he even reached the police station.

Wan Gu walked over and helped Zhou Leng drive the two away, then went to a secluded place.

"Senior Xinhe, do you also have connections in Xiang Kingdom?"

"solved?"

"Resolved." "That's good."

At this moment, Singh, the Xiangguo man who had greeted him earlier, rushed over. Upon seeing Wan Gu, he knelt down with a thud, hugged Wan Gu, and begged for mercy, speaking in a jumbled mess of Xiangguo language and distorted Yingyu. He spoke so fast that Zhou Leng couldn't understand him and had to turn on the translation function.

This is the same Singh who sent people to arrest his subordinates.

This incident greatly displeased the main sect. They were surprised that there was infighting during the International Conference, so they sent a Grandmaster down to investigate.

Wan Gu neither agreed nor disagreed; he simply persuaded Singh to leave.

He knew all too well the performative personality of people from Xiangguo, and that nothing Singh said could be believed.

He said, "Thank you, senior. No wonder I felt your aura was extraordinary." Wan Gu thought to himself, "The big shot from the Obstruction Sect is indeed different. His connections within the Demon Worshiping Sect are even wider than mine... Hmm?"

He instantly suppressed any inappropriate thoughts and pretended not to notice anything.

"It's all for the mission," Zhou Leng said.

"Yes."

Wan Gu grew increasingly puzzled. Who exactly was this person? Had the organization sent him to protect him? Why did it feel like he was more important than a thousand of Wan Gu's own abilities?

The two were initially strangers, but Zhou Leng offered a helping hand, for which Wan Gu was extremely grateful. Before they knew it, they had been chatting for a long time.

“I know Zhao Lianshuo, and I’ve heard him talk about the Broken Sword,” Zhou Leng said when he had the chance.

Wan Gu was taken aback. His level of secrecy was very high, and the grandmaster who came to help should not know about this.

Even Wang Boxiong only became aware of his own situation in the last six months.

But this seemingly young grandmaster has a secrecy level that is the same as, or even higher than, Wang Boxiong's?
Countless young masters flashed through his mind, but in the end, only two remained.

Li Shenkong, Zhou Leng.

He knew Li Shenkong was recuperating from his injuries, but this person...

Wan Gu's right hand trembled slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Although I call him Uncle Zhao, he is actually my adoptive father. I grew up listening to him boast about the broken sword."

"Old Zhao is a very good person. I received his financial assistance when I was a child."

Wan Gu immediately remembered that Zhou Leng was from Rucheng, which further confirmed his identity.

"How is he now? I haven't been in touch with him for almost ten years." Wan Gu finally couldn't hold back anymore; the two had been separated for too long.

Zhou Leng recounted Zhao Lianshuo's story, ending by mentioning that Zhao Lianshuo's broken sword had been stolen by the Zhao family. He also mentioned that Zhao Lianshuo was currently focusing on cultivation and that his emotions were somewhat unstable.

Wan Gu's eyes widened, a flash of anger appearing in them.

"Has it really come to this...?" Wan Gu felt grief and indignation. He was serving his country overseas, yet he couldn't even protect his adoptive father's belongings.

"What do you mean, to this extent?" Zhou Leng asked.

Wan Gu sighed, "Zhao Sheng said before that if the broken sword is taken back, Uncle Zhao should give up his illusions and prepare for the fight."

Zhou Leng's gaze sharpened as he recalled Zhao Lianshuo's words. At the time, he had dismissed them as drunken ramblings, but now, hearing them again, he asked, "Did he say that before?"

"I've said it before, Uncle Zhao keeps mentioning it."

"As expected of Zhao Sheng, he can see a thousand years in a single glance," Zhou Leng sighed.

Both of their elders had served in the military, and as they chatted, they gradually opened up about their relationship.

Wan Gu sighed, “My great-grandfather participated in the first generation of battles; my grandfather participated in the first generation of battles; my father died in battle on the border of the Dragon and Elephant, which is why I took the initiative to infiltrate here.”

"Is the code name 'Wan Gu' taken from the place where your father died in battle?"

Wan Gu nodded.

“Admirable,” Zhou Leng said.

Wan Gu sighed softly and said, "After completing this mission, I have applied to be transferred to an area with a large population of Xiangguo people, to be dealt with strictly in accordance with the law. I obtained a lot of first-hand information from the Demon Worshiping Sect. The seriousness of the situation has exceeded our imagination."

“I’ve also heard that there are outsiders involved inside… it’s very serious,” Zhou Leng sighed softly.

"It's more than serious. You can't imagine that the lowest caste in Elephant Kingdom actually laughed and said that they heard that people from Elephant Kingdom can become superior people and the first caste in Dragon Kingdom..."

"During my years in Elephant Country, I have discovered that the Demonic Cult is carrying out a blood transfusion plan against Dragon Country, sending a large number of Elephant Country people to infiltrate and, through generations of reproduction, eventually take over. It is said that this is the method used by Patriarch Despair to destroy his previous rival in Demonic Prison, and it was very successful. After completing this mission, I will definitely continue to investigate this matter and the Zhao family."

"How much of the rumor about the Zhao family do you think is true?" Zhou Leng asked.

Wan Gu was silent for a moment, then said, "Ninety percent."

"If the blood transfusion plan is real, the higher-ups wouldn't just leave it unresolved, would they? Did your intelligence really get out there?"

"It has been communicated; I can guarantee that."

"But I don't seem to have heard anything about any related actions."

“They will naturally unite with all outsiders, except for ordinary Chinese,” Wan Gu said.

"You seem to have encountered many things in the Elephant Kingdom."

"I don't want the Dragon Kingdom to become the Elephant Kingdom." Wan Gu's gaze was firm.

After the banquet, Wan Gu drove Zhou Leng away.

Halfway through the journey, a loud roar came from not far away.

The two exchanged a glance; it was a battle between grandmasters.

Judging from the location, it's on the edge of the city.

Wan Gu said, "Grandmasters from the Dragon Kingdom don't fight in urban areas, but in the Elephant Kingdom, it's normal and not surprising."

(End of this chapter)