Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 179 Subduing the White Tiger and Encountering the Divine Imperishable!

A day and a night is enough time for all parties in Beiping to react.

After returning home, Sun Shaobo felt increasingly uneasy. He recognized Chen Zhan's appearance but couldn't recall where he had seen him before. However, some of the patrol officers he had brought with him had excellent memories.

"Detective, that person looks a lot like the wanted criminal from before the New Year."

"the wanted?"

"Yes, it's that Chen Zhan. He disappeared after causing a major incident in Tianjin, and later reappeared in Fengtian, but the Fengtian authorities posted a notice saying that he was beheaded on the spot."

Sun Shaobo immediately knew what was going on; he was all too familiar with this kind of deceptive tactic.

"Go find the arrest warrant from back then."

Nearly half a year has passed, and the original arrest warrant has long been lost somewhere. Who cares about a wanted criminal from six months ago?
After searching for a long time, Sun Shaobo finally found the crumpled wanted poster and took a look.

"That's him, damn it!"

That night, he ran to his uncle's house, banged on the door to wake his uncle, and told him what had happened an hour earlier while his uncle was cursing him.

Sun Chengyuan's drowsiness was immediately dispelled, and he led him to the study, saying, "Tell me in detail, tell me everything you know."

Sun Shaobo naturally dared not hide it, and he also had a curse on him. Chen Zhan had said he would go to see him in two nights.
As the police chief, Sun Chengyuan naturally knew many internal secrets, but there were many things he couldn't tell his nephew.

"Does Chen Zhan really know that kind of kung fu? According to what you said, even Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan might not be able to control him."

"Absolutely true. I've never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it. Catching a bullet with your bare hands, crushing iron into mud—have you ever seen anything like it?"

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Sun Chengyuan remained silent, pacing back and forth in his study, pondering how to handle the situation.

Chen Zhan said that matters of the martial arts world should be resolved by the martial arts world.

But that's nonsense. Modern martial arts sects aren't like those of ancient times, where they all live in the mountains and deep forests. If you kill someone, the government won't bother with it.

You caused such a commotion in Beiping, with hundreds of gunshots, and the Golden Pavilion standing tall in the Eight Great Hutongs was almost toppled, with such a wide-ranging impact.

How can we solve this problem simply by relying on the martial arts world?

What if the Nationalist government didn't exist?
"Uncle, he said he's coming to see me. What should I do? How am I supposed to know who in higher positions is colluding with the Yellow Lotus Sect?"

Seeing that his uncle remained silent, Sun Shaobo couldn't help but speak up.

Sun Chengyuan glanced at his nephew. Although he was a disappointment, he didn't cause trouble and had many cronies in the martial arts world. Moreover, he had managed to protect himself this time, which showed he was quite clever.

"Chen Zhan is the one who killed Itagaki Ichiro in Tianjin. Don't tell anyone about this. Find a way to make those police officers shut up too."

"If the Japanese are involved, the situation will be completely out of control."

“Okay, they’re all at the police station. I’ll give them a proper talking-to later.” Sun Shaobo nodded in agreement.

Sun Chengyuan fell silent again, began pacing, and soon said:

"You don't need to worry too much. In the end, the Yellow Lotus Sect relies on the Yellow Lotus Holy Mother. She is no easy person. This fierce battle will depend on the outcome between the two of them."

"Go back and wait. If Chen Zhan looks for you, bring him here."

"Okay, Uncle, I'll be going now."

Sun Shaobo was overjoyed to receive a satisfactory answer and even find a solution.

After he left, Sun Chengyuan went to another room and made two phone calls late at night.

It was daytime.

The events of last night have been widely publicized.

Newspapers from all walks of life took action. The largest brothel in Beiping was destroyed, and thirteen martial arts schools were also involved, as well as many high-ranking officials in Beiping.

Many of these people had visited the Golden Pavilion and enjoyed the life of emperors.

Newspapers today react extremely quickly.

Otherwise, once the order comes down, they won't dare to report it.

The present-day city of Beiping was not as large as it would be in later periods, and it was divided into inner and outer cities.

The inner city, enclosed by Deshengmen, Andingmen, Dongzhimen, Chaoyangmen, Chongwenmen, Zhengyangmen, Xuanwumen, Fuchengmen, and Xizhimen, was a concentration of government offices, princely residences, and wealthy merchants' mansions.

The outer city was surrounded by Yongdingmen, Zuo'anmen, You'anmen, Guangqumen, and Guang'anmen, and was mostly residential areas for ordinary people.

The little fox couldn't afford to rent a house in the inner city.

Even though it's outside the city, this place is already close to the city wall, and the surrounding area is full of farms and vegetable fields.

Chen Zhan chose this place for the same reason.

If we start fighting, no one will get hurt.

Chen Zhan lit a lamp to read the newspaper. The report did not specify how many people had died, only the approximate number.

The newspaper said that last night's events involved Xingyi, Bagua, Chaquan, the Heaven and Earth Society, and most importantly, the Huanglian Sacred Sect.

However, Chen Zhan was not named.

Logically, since he didn't hide his appearance, someone should remember the wanted notice from a few months ago, but no one mentioned it, perhaps because someone suppressed it.

But it doesn’t matter.

The Japanese closed the case in Fengtian themselves, and since Beiping was under the control of the Nationalist government, even if the Japanese continued their investigation internally, they could only do so covertly.

In the shadows, it is something I could never have!
"Your Holy Mother has finally arrived."

Chen Zhan put down his newspaper and said to the dying Saintess Huanglian, "It's a miracle she's still alive after not receiving any treatment and going a day and a night without food or water."

She opened her eyes, looked towards the door, a smile playing on her lips, and said hoarsely, "Your death is near."

"Oh!"

Chen Zhan kicked her out the door and rushed towards the person outside.

The newcomer wore a dark red python robe embroidered with an upside-down crimson-scaled python, its head pointing towards its tail tip. The hem of the robe trailed over the broken tiles scattered on the ground, revealing the dark black ribbed trousers underneath.

He wore a mask, the cross-shaped ghost face of the Jingxing sect, with a cinnabar line running from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and his eye sockets painted black. Only two dots of silver powder under his eyes gleamed coldly in the dim light.

As the Yellow Lotus Saintess flew towards him, he spat out a lotus flower from his mouth, along with a syllable of black mist, which struck the woman with a "bang."

The already lifeless body of the Yellow Lotus Saintess was suddenly torn to pieces, blood splattering everywhere.

That move of spitting out black mist and exploding the body was indeed intimidating.

However, Chen Zhan was the only one around. He sat in the room, watching quietly through the low door, without saying a word or showing any surprise.

The Holy Mother of Yellow Lotus walked straight into the room and said, "You have quite the audacity! You destroyed my Golden Pavilion, why don't you just flee and escape to a distant land?"

His voice was soft and hoarse, with a slightly high-pitched tone.

"Your Golden Pavilion? It was clearly you who stole my Golden Pavilion. Your methods are not bad, but your martial arts are a bit lacking." Chen Zhan put down his newspaper and said calmly.

"Oh? The Golden Pavilion is yours?" A surprised voice came from behind the ghost mask.

"The Golden Pavilion was built by the Martial Alliance, and I am the head of the Martial Alliance. Doesn't it belong to me?"

"The head of the martial arts sect? Hahahaha."

"Do you think you're Li Cunyi resurrected? Even if you were, Li Cunyi wouldn't dare say 'my martial arts are a bit lacking' in front of me when he was alive. What kind of arrogant brat is this?"

Chen Zhan stood up and laughed, "You neither-male-nor-female thing, if Uncle-Master Li Cunyi were really alive, you would have fled thousands of miles away long ago."

Seeing that Chen Zhan had seen through his identity, a pair of eerie green eyes appeared behind the ghost mask, flashing with a hint of killing intent.

"Hehe, the Xingyi school has produced many heroes. There was Li Cunyi in the past, Sun Lutang in the future, and now there is a junior like you. The martial arts school is about to prosper."

"The martial arts world is indeed thriving, but an old geezer like you should have gone over there to join that old hag long ago. You're still stirring up trouble. You're just asking for death."

His expression under the mask changed again; he hadn't expected Chen Zhan to see right through him.

"Interesting, kid. How did you figure out my identity as a layman?"

Since he had been seen through, he simply stopped trying to force a rough voice and turned it into a high-pitched, strange sound.

"It's very simple. Your kung fu has reached its peak, and you're just one step away from perfection. You must have tried every possible method after decades of practicing the Dan technique, right?"

"You know that? How long have you been watching me?"

"Old man, don't flatter yourself. If they really had their eye on you, they would have killed you long ago. You're missing something compared to normal people, so you'll never reach the peak in this lifetime. A crippled person has no right to see the gods without being harmed."

Chen Zhan rarely saw someone who had successfully achieved the Golden Elixir, and although he was an old eunuch, he still said a few more words to him.

No wonder the Yellow Lotus Sect could stir up trouble in the capital. It makes sense that there was an old monster with the Golden Core behind them. Their various miraculous methods were so impressive that people of this era immediately regarded them as celestial beings.

The old eunuch in front of him, despite Chen Zhan's various verbal insults, did not refute them at all, nor did he get angry.

He was even calmer than an old monk.

However, after a moment's thought, Chen Zhan realized that this kind of person had endured countless cold stares and insults in the palace in his early years, so why would he care about his two words?

The old eunuch nodded: "You call the White Tiger that you subdue the gods? Hmm, that's quite fitting."

"Back then, after Yang Luchan mastered his martial arts, he showed off his skills to Prince Gong, subduing the White Tiger and the Dragon Elephant, without leaking his essence or disturbing his qi."

"It is divine beyond divine, mysterious beyond mysterious, and I still cannot understand it. Could it really be due to an acquired deficiency?"

His words were full of piety, as if he were discussing philosophy with Chen Zhan, not being an enemy.

Chen Zhan did not doubt his desire to seek the Dao. A person who is not devout in martial arts cannot achieve the Dan realm. Killing him would not prevent them from discussing the Dao.

"The alchemical texts say that refining qi is essential, and the key to suppressing qi is to make it return. When the qi returns, one will reach a state of extreme emptiness and stillness, return to the root and restore life, and the White Tiger will descend."

“Yang Luchan’s realm must have already subdued the White Tiger and the Dragon Elephant, reaching the level of ‘extreme emptiness and profound stillness,’ but you are indeed not. Without the root of primordial yang, without the balance of yin and yang, how can you return to your roots and fulfill your destiny?”

"Unless you can make an acquired defect grow back, but that's impossible."

He didn't have a deep understanding of the realm of "Subduing the White Tiger" or "Seeing the God Without Being Destroyed," but as his martial arts skills improved, he naturally came to understand some of the principles he had heard before.

Subduing the White Tiger is a Buddhist concept. The "White Tiger" symbolizes human desires and vital energy. Being able to subdue the White Tiger means having achieved a subtle level of control over everything about oneself.

Many people achieve martial arts skills naturally, while those who crave them for half their lives and search for them for many years are less likely to succeed.

Chen Zhan's words left the old eunuch silent for a long time.

Perhaps knowing there was no hope ahead, he sighed and said, "I've lived for eighty years, searching my whole life, only to have my dream shattered in an instant. But why should I believe what you say about the miscellaneous school?"

Chen Zhan smiled and said, "You don't have to believe me. Actually, there is a way to prove whether what I said is true or false."

"Oh? What method?"

"I'll take you down to see Yang Luchan. You can ask him and you'll find out."

After Chen Zhan finished speaking, he made his move. At their level, there was no question of sneak attacks.

"Boom~!"

(End of this chapter)