Beneath the Public Security Headquarters.
Severe Punishment Area.
Chen Qiusheng listened to the sounds of explosions, the clamor, yet sat alone in the deep and deserted corridor.
There wasn’t even a guard.
The entire Public Security Headquarters, apart from the Director General, wished for his departure.
But he stubbornly refused to leave.
"It’s easy to invite a deity, but hard to send one away."
Chen Qiusheng mused to himself, this time it was an opportunity, if everything went smoothly, not only could he secure the position of Golden Legislator,
but he could also incidentally eliminate Chen Daoling and Zhang Fusheng.
His fingers lightly tapped on the shackles, matching the rhythm of the outside explosions, burning sounds, and roaring, blending into a symphony.
He just sat there, in the dead silent corridor, in the deserted Severe Punishment Area, unmoving, draped in shackles, yet already stirring up a storm throughout the city.
"This storm throughout the city..."
Chen Qiusheng’s gaze was profound, his pursuit for the position of Golden Legislator involved more than just courting Hu Zhongli.
He sang almost in a theatrical tone, drawing out his voice:
"This storm throughout the city, growing more intense..."
The old voice flowed out through the broken blast door, column after column of explosive smoke rose in the city.
The enormous explosion sounds were deafening.
......
The door was open, the person arriving knocked gently three times on the door before entering.
It was Black Eye and Old Ghost Chai.
The expressions on both were complex, scrutinizing Zhang Fusheng from head to toe,
the former spoke:
"Mr. Zhang, we might need to have a proper talk, your situation now... is very dangerous."
Zhang Fusheng glanced at him, a smile spread across his face, then he gestured downward with his hand.
He spoke:
"Wait a moment."
Old Ghost Chai raised an eyebrow:
"The situation is far more critical than you imagine, this time you’ve truly stirred up trouble, on Chen Qiusheng’s side..."
"I said, wait a moment."
Zhang Fusheng raised his eyelids, gazing at Old Ghost Chai.
The latter’s hair stood on end, feeling as though he was being stared at by a terrifying prehistoric beast, perspiration pouring down like rain!
Could he, has he truly become a Grandmaster??
Old Ghost Chai and Black Eye’s throats were blocked.
Initially, none of them believed Zhang Fusheng achieved Grandmaster status, thinking he secured the Director General position through special means.
But...
In silence, Old Ghost Chai lowered his head trembling, murmuring:
"As you wish."
The two remained silent, standing motionless in the corner of the wall.
Time continued to pass.
Not long after.
A young man they had never seen before entered, he too was from the Western Sect, originally supporting Jin Qiuyue’s faction.
"So someone arrived before me."
The young man spoke calmly, walking into the guest room, a furnace fire suspended outright behind him, clearly a Grandmaster!
Such a young Grandmaster.
He looked no older than thirty at most.
Black Eye and Old Ghost Chai’s faces changed color, clearly recognizing the newcomer, the young Grandmaster didn’t even glance at them, but scrutinized the sitting youth:
"You are Zhang Fusheng? You’ve got quite the guts, directly capturing Jin Qiuyue."
The young Grandmaster stated calmly:
"But that’s fine, on behalf of the Divine Favor, the Upper Envoy has personally come to see you, allowing you into our lineage, offering you the treatment of a Divine Chosen Attendant, you should come with me now."
Zhang Fusheng remained motionless, patiently said:
"Wait a bit more."
The young Grandmaster frowning slightly, feeling somewhat displeased, used to the way of interaction with Jin Qiuyue, his speech carried an air of command:
"One time disobedience may be forgiven, you surpass Jin Qiuyue, I’m giving you an extra chance, now, rise, come with me."
Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes, sat up straight.
Just then the third sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the door.
He ignored it, looking at the young Grandmaster, nodding:
"Bow your head, then speak with me."
"Insolence!"
The young Grandmaster flared up, he was too young and too outstanding, a favored son of heaven by nature, carrying his own pride,
behind his head, furnace fire blazed, his body glowing!
"Moo!!!"
A bovine bellowing, throughout this place, throughout the entire hotel, throughout this street!
The thin anger on the young Grandmaster’s face froze, momentarily, appearing to see an enormous Ox Demon from ancient times,
the Ox Demon was boundless, standing atop the vast wilderness, behind it was a blazing Divine Mountain!!
His mind was ensnared, in his eyes, in his vision, there was only that Ox Demon, like a deity.
"Moo!!!"
The bovine bellow resonated in his ears, reverberating yet neither stopped, rather growing louder and louder!!
Blood streamed down from his ears, then eyes and nostrils, from the top of his head, his body started cracking little by little,
even the splendid furnace fire behind him dimmed!
The bovine bellow stopped abruptly.
The Grandmaster was prostrated on the ground, trembling slightly.
This was... Intention and Spirit Unity.
Intention and Body Unity, every punch and kick held True Intent Power; Intention and Qi Integration, True Intent merged with Qi Blood Smoke, transforming into tangible Momentum.
Intention and Spirit Unity, as the name implies.
At this level of True Intent, if the mind is strong enough, a single thought can manifest into something akin to a Dharma Aspect!
This was called True Intent Form.
Different from Dharma Aspect.
True Intent Form, can invade another’s Spiritual Will, even... Divine Realm!
The Strong Bull Demon crashed into the young Grandmaster’s Illusory Divine Realm, letting out a deafening roar, the young Grandmaster bled from seven orifices, prostrate on the ground trembling, trembling.
Vision, even thought.
Was completely taken over by that wild ancient bull!
At this moment, in the guest room.
’Gulp!’
Three noises of gulping simultaneously rang out.
Two were from Black Eye and Old Ghost Chai.
The remaining one.....
In the room, apart from the young Grandmaster bleeding from the seven orifices, trembling endlessly on the ground, the rest all looked towards the door.
There stood a young girl, with long burgundy hair, delicate features, and a high nose.