Chapter 159: Storm (I)

On the second floor of the Mantis Snake Sword School headquarters was Wan Rong’s study.

After leaving the company, Chen Yiming contacted Master Wan over the phone and went to the study to discuss the matter of becoming a disciple of the Myriad Phenomena Sect.

Chen Yiming and Wan Rong sat opposite each other at the tea table.

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The sound of the senior brothers and sisters sparring with their swords continuously rang out.

“Sizzle!”

The sound of water boiling came from the teapot in front of him. Soon, white steam rose from the pot.

Wan Rong took a small sip of hot tea and said with a smile, “You and your second senior brother have no intention of becoming the head of the school. Your other senior brothers and sisters have been full of motivation these past few days, and all of them seem to have returned to the time when they first entered the school.”

Chen Yiming turned to look at the training hall and said in a low voice, “Master Wan, my goal is to cultivate my own martial arts. I don’t want to be restricted to East Lake City to nurture potential disciples for the Myriad Phenomena Sect.”

Wan Rong sighed and muttered to himself, “Among the remaining disciples, your talent is too outstanding, and the others are not talented enough. I have been waiting year after year for someone to take over the position of the head, but we still can’t find a suitable candidate…”

Chen Yiming had a calm expression on his face as he listened quietly.

There was originally a very suitable candidate for the head, Lin Yixuan. He had been nurtured by Wan Rong since a long time ago, and their relationship was much closer than Chen Yiming, who had only been in the school for only a year.

However, things were unpredictable. Lin Yixuan insisted on finding trouble with Chen Yiming, and Chen Yiming was forced to fight back.

Wan Rong said a lot at one go. Sensing Chen Yiming’s silence, he felt a little helpless. If his disciple was too strong, even as his master, it would be difficult for him to change his mind.

After all, the root of the problem was the continuation of the Wan clan after Wan Rong passed away.

In the end, the master-disciple relationship was only between Wan Rong and Chen Yiming. The Wan clan held too little weight in this relationship. In reality, Chen Yiming didn’t even know where the Wan clan was.

In the end, Wan Rong laid his cards on the table and said, “Division Head Zhou from the Mantis Snake division is currently at the Myriad Phenomena Sect. I won’t make any excessive requests of you. I just need you to leave a position for Wan Ya as a mistress.”

Having something was better than nothing. Wan Rong also knew that Wan Ya’s private affair would not be hidden forever, so he did not ask for an official marriage.

As long as the Wan clan could get involved with Chen Yiming through Wan Ya, there was no difference between this and the situation with the Mo clan and the masked man through Mo Yanfei.

“No problem,” Chen Yiming agreed.

His mistress wouldn’t be his official wife, and their statuses were worlds apart. Furthermore, they were master and disciple, so this request wasn’t too much. It was still acceptable for Chen Yiming.

Wan Rong smiled again when he heard Chen Yiming’s reply.

After resolving the problem on his disciple’s side, there was only Wan Ya’s side left. The problem with Wan Ya and Gu Chen was not difficult to resolve. Wan Ya did not have the ability to disobey her father’s orders.

Just like that, the two of them discussed it in private and settled the matter. From the beginning to the end, Wan Ya had only gone on a blind date before she was given by Wan Rong to his disciple as a mistress.

Wan Rong was in a good mood at this moment. He continued, “The fight for the porcelain bowl last night had already ended. In the end, it was snatched away from the hands of the Kunshan Sect by a masked man. Not only did the Kunshan Sect return empty-handed, but they also paid the price of four inner court heads dying.”

Chen Yiming frowned and pretended to be surprised. “Such a heavy price. No wonder I heard about the Kunshan Sect’s arrest warrant when I went to the company this morning.”

Wan Rong poured away the tea that had already turned cold and poured out another cup of hot tea. He took a sip and said with a smile, “The arrest warrant is just something that bullies those without any strong backing.

However, East Lake City will become a troublesome place in the future. Follow me to the Myriad Phenomena Sect as soon as possible to prevent any unexpected accidents from happening.”

The Mantis Snake Sword School was backed by the Myriad Phenomena Sect. They completely pretended not to know about the arrest warrant, and the disciples of the Kunshan Sect did not dare to come and demand for it.

Chen Yiming smiled and said, “I can set off anytime.”

Wan Rong also smiled and said, “Then let’s do it tomorrow. I’ll let Division Head Zhou know later.”

With the recommendation of Wan Rong, the head of an external faction of the Myriad Phenomena Sect, Chen Yiming would be able to bypass the annual recruitment process and meet the division head directly.

This was the purpose of the large sects setting up martial arts schools in various cities. They wanted to recruit disciples who had met the requirements of the Myriad Phenomena Sect.

Furthermore, it could allow the young geniuses from small and medium-sized cities to directly enter the inner sect through the martial arts school and receive the best training.

…

At the same time, in a large conference room in the government office area of East Lake City, the warriors from the military were all gathered. Every one of them had a serious expression on their faces as they discussed the battle that had happened last night with the people around them.

Xue Haichuan happened to be sitting beside Cao Zhengjun. He turned around and whispered, “This is really strange. The other school heads have all retreated safely, except for Lei Bojun from the Tongbeiquan School. Why would an ordinary warrior like him get involved in the battle against the three inner court heads from the Kunshan Sect?”

Cao Zhengjun let out a breath and said in a low voice, “Lei Bojun’s body has yet to be found. This is just everyone’s guess for the reason why he disappeared for no reason. Perhaps there’s another reason behind it.”

There were very few people in the wilderness. Other than the main roads between the cities, there were only occasional hunting teams passing through the forests and rivers.

Lei Bojun’s corpse floated downstream with the current. Unless it happened to pass by a city, once it was stranded in that corner, there was a high chance that it would become food for the mutant beasts.

Even if the remains of the corpse were discovered, it would remain an unsolved case.

Xue Haichuan nodded and sighed. “The battle caused by this porcelain bowl was really tragic. Even the Kunshan Sect paid the price with the deaths of four inner court heads. Fortunately, our military didn’t participate in it. Otherwise, we might have been completely wiped out.”

Cao Zhengjun glanced at him and said in a low voice, “The city guardian has long expected that the masked man might appear. From the beginning to the end, our job was to prevent the fight for the porcelain bowl from affecting East Lake City.”

Xue Haichuan smiled bitterly. “I’m just making a guess. If East Lake City was really affected, won’t we have to hold him off as the first line of defense? We might even be killed in one move.”

Cao Zhengjun paused for a moment and reminded him, “It won’t even be one move. It’s said that four of the Kunshan Sect’s court heads were killed by the masked man in one move. We would probably have been killed by the aftershock.”

“…” Xue Haichuan patted his head and realized that he had overestimated himself.

His impression of the masked man still remained as it was from before.

With the combat strength displayed by the masked man in this battle, not to mention ordinary warriors like them from the military, even the city guardian, Ren Pingsheng, could not withstand a single blow from him.

Even if they, the military warriors, attacked together, there was a high chance that they would not be much different from those at the disciple realm. The other party could kill them all with just a casual attack.

In another corner in the conference room, Sun Changbin pestered Su Chengwang.

Sun Changbin teased, “Brother Su, you were bragging to us back then that you almost stopped the masked man, but you were defeated with just one move.”

When Su Chengwang heard this, his face turned red. He smiled and said, “That was before. The speed at which the masked man’s strength improved was naturally not something I could compare to. Besides, at that time, the city guardian could still fight with the other party for a long time, but look at how the four court heads of the Kunshan Sect were crushed this time.”