Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 697 Entering the Hall
Zhou Leng and Wan Gu's group traveled together, constantly encountering resistance from the poor people of Xiang Kingdom.

Over three hundred people were killed in one night.

In the early hours of the morning, Wan Gu drove his old Mercedes-Benz to take Zhou Leng back to his hotel.

The two chatted.

Suddenly, Wan Gu's phone rang. He gestured and answered the call using a Bluetooth headset.

After listening, he frowned slightly and said, "I understand."

After ending the call, he said, "It's from the embassy. They told us not to do anything reckless."

"Huh?" Zhou Leng didn't immediately realize which embassy it was.

If it's an embassy of the Dragon Kingdom, there's no need to say anything.

If it were the embassy of the Elephant Kingdom, there would be even less need to mention it.

But the next moment, Zhou Leng understood and said, "The surrender faction?"

When Wan Gu heard Zhou Leng refer to the "compromise forces" in this way, he smiled slightly and said, "The ones in charge of the Xiang Kingdom are indeed the compromise forces. As the saying goes, there are no small matters in foreign affairs."

"Many times?"

“Whenever there is a major event in the Elephant Kingdom, the people there will send someone to notify me, telling me not to make too much of a fuss… Their unspoken message is that their people still want to do business with the Elephant Kingdom.”

"Those who let the people of the Elephant Kingdom into the Dragon Kingdom, weren't they the main force?"

"A complete industrial chain has already been formed. If we cause too much trouble with the Elephant Kingdom and sever ties, what will they eat and drink?"

"I've heard about this. It's the same as the labor relocation industry chain in the Oumeng. It's all business, plus a blood transfusion plan. The Demonic Cult, what a clever tactic."

Zhou Leng couldn't help but marvel at the insidious nature of the Demonic Cult; they were quite adept at employing disgusting schemes.

Wan Gu said, "In the past few days, the embassy has called me several times, fearing that I might cause trouble at the International Conference. Please, if anything happens, try to resolve it peacefully, don't resort to force. Otherwise... our people here will be under a lot of pressure."

Zhou Lengdao: "Can they manage you?"

"We can't manage them, but it's hindering their profits. They're disgusting us, and nobody can stand it. This isn't the first or second time. They have the 'no small matter in foreign affairs' kind of imperial authority, which we can't do anything about."

"This explains many things."

Wan Gu said quietly, "I encountered people from the Demonic Cult during several of their gatherings."

"Does the higher-ups know?"

"I know, but there are too many. We deal with them one after another, but we can't kill them all. We can only target the big ones and let the small ones go. Back when they were at their most rampant, there were even more."

Zhou Leng said, "It will be better in a few decades. The new generation of Chinese people will not kneel when they are young, and they will not kneel when they are old."

"But time is running out."

The 50-year protection period is getting closer and closer.

Back at the hotel, Zhou Leng stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the Xiang Kingdom in the early morning light.

The sun had already risen, and the smoke filled the air, obscuring its light.

The sky and earth were shrouded in a gray haze.

Zhou Leng roughly understood what Wang Boxiong wanted him to experience.

If the Dragon Kingdom is defeated, it will become the next Elephant Kingdom, or even worse.

This experience is too generic.

I'll experience it more thoroughly after the international conference concludes.

Checking the time, Zhou Leng sent a message to Jax, inquiring about the details of the World Conference, including the actions of the Demonic Cult.

Jax sent all the information in one go, saying he would send all the intelligence after the meeting.

Zhou Leng simply sent him an email address, Wang Boxiong's receiving address.

Zhou Leng quickly glanced through it.

Most of the content revolved around the theme of the international conference, discussing how to target the Dragon Kingdom.

The visitors were elites from various countries.

This time, they plan to completely smear the Dragon Kingdom, and then, just like they did instigated the War of the Black Bear, first slaughter the Dragon Kingdom people within the Elephant Kingdom's territory, then deploy heavy troops to provoke the Dragon Kingdom people on the border, incite their anger, and force them to take action.

Once the Dragon Kingdom makes a move, the Elephant Kingdom can seize the moral high ground, just like the Ukrainian Kingdom back then. With the support of the Eagle and Seagull forces, they can first wage a large-scale propaganda war, distorting the truth and confusing right and wrong, and then start a war with the Dragon Kingdom.

Dragging the Dragon Kingdom into the mire creates an opportunity for the Demon Prison.

The people of Elephant Country are not fools, and they don't want to be cannon fodder.

However, the highest authority in the Elephant Kingdom is the Demon Worship Cult, leaving the people of the Elephant Kingdom with no other choice.

Another major reason is that people from Xiangguo always feel that they are similar to, or even slightly stronger than, people from Longguo.

After reviewing all the intelligence, Zhou Leng made a few more phone calls and waited quietly.

The day of the World Conference.

Early in the morning, Wangu picked up Zhou Leng and arrived at the International Conference Hall, where they began an external inspection.

"I just received news that the Hell Knights and the Eastern Lord's faction will be harassing us. They wouldn't dare to directly attack the International Conference, but they will definitely cause trouble in the outer regions. Today's meeting should be safe, but it's hard to say what will happen in a few days, because according to convention, the most important matters are decided by the higher-ups in the last few days."

Zhou Leng said, "Will all those old people gather today?"

"Yes, we're only gathered here today. After that, we'll only be holding meetings in small conference rooms, and it won't concern us anymore."

"Aren't you afraid of being wiped out in one fell swoop?"

Wan Gu said, "The World Conference is a trap set by open conspiracy. Everyone knows that many of the Demon Worshipping Cult's top echelons have gathered, but everyone also knows that there is terrifying military power nearby. No matter how stupid the Hell Knights and the Eastern Monarch Faction are, they won't actually charge into battle."

"There must be a Martial Saint."

Wan Gu looked around and nodded slightly.

"It's said there's only one, but barring any unforeseen circumstances, at least three are being prepared. The Demon Worship Cult is eager for the Hell Knights and the Eastern Lord's Faction to rush in and wipe them all out."

"Pity."

"Yes, it's a pity. That's why I asked you to be patient. The upper echelons of the Demonic Cult are very careful."

"Don't worry, my main purpose here is to cultivate, and my secondary role is to protect you. Once I've safely escorted you away, my mission is complete."

"You can disguise yourself as a commoner and live in Elephant Country for a period of time, experiencing an environment that is even more brutal than the primitive society of Gray Continent. This will greatly improve your martial arts level. I have heard that almost all martial saints in Dragon Country come to Elephant Country to experience a strange life before they are promoted."

"Hmm, is that really true? I thought only a few martial saints came." "Almost all of them have come. Zhao Sheng came because he spent half a year in Xiang Kingdom, where he formally comprehended the Dao and made up for the shortcomings of the Great Sun Divine Art and the East Wind Fist. For such a great man, seeing a country like Xiang Kingdom, which is half slave and half populace, was too much of a shock."

Around noon, unusual chaos emerged on the outskirts of the city.

Many people from the Elephant Kingdom began to vent their anger.

The Demon Worshipping Cult was well-prepared and dispatched a large number of people to suppress them.

In the past, Wan Gu would have been the first person sent to the front lines.

His current status is extraordinary. The branch president has already hinted to him that after the international conference, he will apply to the higher authorities to appoint him as vice president, allowing him to rise to the top in one step.

He chose to stay at the International Conference, and the branch chairman naturally agreed.

In the afternoon, the international conference officially began.

Cars were parked outside the venue, and countless guests walked on the red carpet toward the venue.

Various markings appeared on them.

Some wore "T" necklaces, some wore devil eye brooches, and some had fleshy tentacle earrings embedded in their ears... all in the style of a demon worship cult.

Here, apart from the absence of reporters taking photos and onlookers, it's exactly the same as a film festival or a grand conference.

In China, this is simply unimaginable.

But in the Elephant Kingdom, everyone took it for granted.

Even Zhou Leng didn't find anything strange about it.

Looking at those familiar faces, Zhou Leng felt the true power of the Demon Worshiping Sect for the first time.

Top figures from all walks of life around the world gathered here.

The righteous realm, the monarchical realm, the martial arts realm, the business realm, the entertainment realm, the cultural realm, the sports realm, the internet celebrity realm...

Countless celebrities.

The people from the Jun realm are the most numerous; they will be stationed permanently in the Elephant Kingdom and will subsequently command all of the Elephant Kingdom's operations.

Zhou Leng and Wan Gu did not walk into the venue until everyone else had entered.

In the distance, the sounds of battle intensified, with the occasional booming of demonic bombs.

Before long, some of the innate and grandmaster guards who were responsible for guarding the venue left and went to different places.

The number of experts inside the venue is decreasing.

Zhou Leng and Wan Gu entered the final conference hall.

The lights were on, and people gathered.

Zhou Leng looked inside.

A deep red velvet curtain hung on the stage, solemn and dignified.

A famous host from Elephant Country, dressed in a white tuxedo, delivered a passionate opening speech.

This is the largest venue in the Elephant Kingdom, with three floors, and each floor is full of people.

Zhou Leng and Wan Gu stood in a dark corner.

The brain popped up a message.

"From now on, stick close to me." After saying that, Zhou Leng walked out of the side door and headed towards the side of the stage.

Then, Zhou Leng sent a message to Jax.

Jax, who was sitting near the front, suddenly stood up, clutching his stomach, his face contorted in pain, and hurried toward the restroom.

Seeing him like this, everyone smiled with sympathy.

Elephant Country is clean and hygienic.

In the meeting room, a few people left their seats, all clutching their stomachs.

On stage, the Brahman host of the first caste began to read out the names of the guests from various places.

One after another, world-renowned names rang out, eliciting thunderous applause.

Wan Gu followed behind Zhou Leng, trying his best to suppress his nervousness. He wanted to ask why, but he knew very well that he couldn't ask anything now.

His mind raced, countless possibilities flashing through his head.

My thoughts were in turmoil, but I dared not make any judgments.

He didn't expect that the other party, who had been following the rules all day, would suddenly act abnormally at the crucial moment.

There are only two possibilities.

One possibility is that he was on a secret mission.

One possibility is that he's planning something.

As an undercover agent, he instinctively tried his best to control every detail of his body, such as breathing, heartbeat, and blood flow, to avoid attracting the attention of others.

He pursed his lips tightly to avoid accidentally making a sound.

But the more he did this, the faster his heart beat.

Even with congenital factors, one cannot completely control their heartbeat in such situations.

He had been lying low for ten years, and everything went smoothly, but in the final moments, he faced an unimaginable turn of events.

He could only follow Zhou Leng closely.

A short while later, the two walked to the side of the stage.

There were multiple layers of checks at the venue, but once inside, no one checked anything.

People came and went backstage, but no one paid attention to the two of them.

Both men were wearing patrol badges.

Wan Gu glanced at Zhou Leng from the side and behind. He just quietly looked at the host from the side of the stage and did nothing.

Below the stage, thunderous applause erupted.

Suddenly, a Mandarin-speaking voice came from outside.

(End of this chapter)