Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

That's how he unleashed that powerful punch.

This punch was faster and harder than any of the previous ones.

The air was compressed into a visible ripple and blasted towards Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo did not use any magic this time.

He took a half step back with his right foot, bent his knee slightly, and threw a punch.

boom!

The shockwave exploded from where their fists collided, sending pebbles on the riverbank flying and rolling far away, creating ripples on the river's surface.

Then, like a tiger, he took half a step back.

Cheng Mo stood still, motionless.

The tiger's eyes lit up, and it charged forward again.

Fists, palms, elbows, knees, legs—the whole body became a weapon.

Every move was accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, and every strike was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Instead of retreating, Cheng Mo advanced and clashed head-on with the tiger-like creature.

The fists, palms, elbows, knees, and legs of the two men intertwined in the moonlight, creating a blur of motion, each collision producing a crisp clanging sound.

The tiger's fist was fast, but Cheng Mo's fist was not slow either.

That tiger's fist was heavy, and Cheng Mo's fist was no less powerful.

The two fought fiercely, exchanging blows that dazzled the onlookers.

The pebbles on the riverbank were sent flying everywhere by the force of their qi, and deep pits were trodden into the ground.

They seem to be evenly matched.

But Ruhu knew that wasn't the case.

Every time he clashed with Cheng Mo, the parts of his body throbbed with pain.

At first it was just a slight tingling and numbness, but later it turned into a stinging pain, like being pricked with needles.

Later, the pain intensified with each touch.

My fists, palms, elbows, knees, calves—everywhere I've been hit hurts.

And it's getting more and more painful.

The two exchanged more than thirty moves.

Sweat beaded on his tiger-like forehead. He gritted his teeth and concentrated all his Qi into his right fist.

The pale golden light on the fist was dazzling.

He took a step forward, crushing the pebbles beneath his feet into powder.

One punch.

This was a punch delivered with full force.

Cheng Mo clenched his right fist, without gathering any strength or making any preparations, and simply went to meet the attack.

The two fists collided again.

boom!

The shockwave ripped through the river, sending pebbles flying and revealing the wet sand beneath. A column of water erupted from the river, and several unfortunate fish were jolted awake, their bellies turned white.

The tiger retreated three steps, its feet carving three deep furrows in the ground.

Cheng Mo stood still, motionless.

Ru Hu steadied himself and looked down at his fist.

The red mark on his fist had turned bluish-purple.

He gave it his all.

And what about the other side?

He looked up at Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo was rubbing his fists together, then rubbing his legs, muttering, "Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Na Ruhu gave a bitter laugh: "I lost."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "No, we're about the same. Don't be fooled by my nonchalant act, it actually hurts a lot when you hit me."

Na Ruhu: "..."

He moved his numb arm.

The pain in his arm was intensifying, seeping from the muscles into the bone. He said, "Master Cheng, there's no need to be modest."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "I'm not being modest. Your Chai-style external martial arts are really powerful. When I punched you, it felt like I was hitting an iron plate."

Na Ruhu glanced at him.

You call this "hitting a brick wall"?

Can hitting an iron plate crack it?

He did not continue the topic.

A loss is a loss; making excuses is pointless.

Cheng Mo suddenly asked, "By the way, Ah Hu, what exactly is your relationship with Chen Jinkui's thing?"

Na Ruhu's tone was sincere: "It was purely a business transaction. He asked me to protect Miss Xia's parents, and I agreed. When I learned that this matter was related to Master Cheng, I really couldn't resist the urge to help, so..."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute again, saying, "I have offended you greatly."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Hey, let's not talk about this. Anyway, it's not me who's in pain."

Naruhu thought to himself: You just said you were in pain!

Xia He walked over slowly and asked Ru Hu, "Brother Hu, do you know why Chen Jinkui is causing us trouble?"

Na Ruhu shook his head: "I don't know. But Chen Jinkui is petty and cunning, but he has one good point—he knows when to yield. With Master Cheng's strength, he's more than capable of keeping him in line."

Cheng Mo snorted coldly: "He's not as well-behaved as you say."

Na Ruhu thought for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Do you need me to help you arrange to meet Chen Jinkui?"

"No need," Cheng Mo said.

Na Ruhu nodded, then looked at Xia He: "Miss Xia, should I ask Old Zhou to reduce his contact with your father?"

Xia He shook her head: "No need, they already know each other, there's no need to break off their friendship because of this."

"Understood." The tiger clasped its hands in a fist salute. "In that case, I shall take my leave. I apologize for the inconvenience."

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Goodbye, Ah Hu."

Xia He waved and said, "Goodbye, Brother Hu."

Then Ruhu turned and walked towards the outside of the riverbank.

He took a few steps, then stopped.

"Master Cheng."

"Um?"

"Let's have another chance to spar next time."

Cheng Mo smiled and said, "Okay."

The tiger-like figure disappeared into the night.

Xia He moved closer to Cheng Mo and took his hand: "Little Taoist priest, are you really not hurt?"

"Really, no." Cheng Mo grasped her hand in return. "When he hit me, I used my Qi to deflect the force. It looked like he was hitting me hard, but it didn't actually hurt that much."

"Then why don't you hit him?"

"I'll just play normally."

Xia He imagined how Ru Hu must feel right now and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Cheng Mo sighed inwardly: I've already put in 80% effort, and even that tiger isn't in much trouble. He's still far from being as good as the Old Celestial Master...

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

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……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

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Cheng Mo sighed inwardly: I've already put in 80% effort, and even that tiger isn't in much trouble. He's still far from being as good as the Old Celestial Master...

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

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Cheng Mo sighed inwardly: I've already put in 80% effort, and even that tiger isn't in much trouble. He's still far from being as good as the Old Celestial Master...

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."

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……

The capital city, the headquarters of the "Art" sect.

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with the newly delivered intelligence report in front of him.

The subordinate stood to the side and cautiously reported, "Sect Leader, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and met with Cheng Mo."

Chen Jinkui frowned: "What did they say?"

"I don't know. The two of them were talking alone and even went to the riverbank. Our people didn't dare to get close."

Chen Jinkui sensed that something was wrong.

That Ru Hu, though seemingly rough, is actually quite shrewd. His personal trip to Xiangfan indicates that he knew Cheng Mo's identity.

If Ru Hu and Cheng Mo reached some kind of agreement...

That guy wouldn't betray me, would he?

The more Chen Jinkui thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ancient Absorption Pavilion and the Technique Sect only had business dealings; there wasn't much of a relationship between them. If Cheng Mo had given Ru Hu any benefits, or if Ru Hu simply wanted to see him suffer—

No, I have to go there myself.

"Book tickets," Chen Jinkui ordered, standing up. "To Xiangfan."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, are you going in person?"

"nonsense."

……

The Two Elements View.

Cheng Shou sat in the house watching TV, holding the lynx Dali, and idly scratching the cat's head.

the phone is ringing.

Cheng Shou picked up the microphone: "Feed?"

"Uncle Cheng, it's me, Zhao Fangxu."

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's on your mind."

Zhao Fangxu's voice came through the receiver: "Uncle Cheng, Ru Hu personally went to Xiangfan and left tonight."

"I don't care about that tiger," Cheng Shou said, scratching the big fox's chin. The fox purred contentedly. "How's Chen Jinkui's thing?"

"Chen Jinkui has bought a plane ticket to Xiangfan." Zhao Fangxu paused. "Do you need me to make the arrangements?"

"No need," Cheng Shou said. "Just tell the people in the company not to do anything rash. This is a personal matter."

"Understood, Uncle Cheng. You should get some rest."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Cheng Shou put down the microphone.

The big fox jumped down from his arms, walked to the courtyard gate with square steps, squatted there, and looked at the road down the mountain.

Cheng Shou glanced at it: "Missing that brat?"

The raccoon ignored him, its tail tip swaying slowly.

……

Xiangfan.

Chen Jinkui did not contact Cheng Mo directly, but instead contacted Lao Zhou first.

"Manager Zhou, this is Chen Jinkui."

Old Zhou's voice came through the phone, polite yet distant: "Sect Leader Chen, what made you decide to call me?"

"Help me make an appointment with your boss." Chen Jinkui knew he hadn't handled things properly, and contacting Ru Hu directly would probably get him turned away.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou replied directly: "Brother Tiger has already left."

Chen Jinkui was taken aback: "Left? When?"

"He left last night, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to."

Chen Jinkui felt even more uncertain.

Na Ruhu came, met Cheng Mo once, and then left?

What exactly did they talk about?

"Manager Zhou," Chen Jinkui said carefully, "could you please arrange a meeting with Master Cheng Mo? I'd like to meet him."

Old Zhou was silent for two seconds.

"Sect Leader Chen, well... I can only pass on a message for you. Whether Mr. Cheng is willing to see you or not is not up to me."

"Okay, please pass on a message for me."