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Zhang Yunyuan picked up his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and spoke in a calm tone.
"As long as it doesn't involve Longhu Mountain, it's fine."
"Speak, what exactly do you want from me?"
Seeing that he had gotten straight to the point, Zhao Fangxu's smile faded, replaced by a serious expression.
He sighed, picked up a document from his desk, and handed it over.
"There really is a very troublesome matter, which, in fact, has something to do with the Quanxing Sect."
"Chen Duo, a temporary worker in the Lu Nan region, has defected."
"Before she defected, she personally killed Liao Zhong, the head of the Lu Nan region and her direct superior."
Now their whereabouts are unknown; they have completely vanished without a trace.
Zhang Yunyuan's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.
He seemed to vaguely recognize the name.
"After extensive investigation, all the clues point to a secluded village of extraordinary people located deep in the mountains of your region..."
"Biyou Village?"
Before Zhao Fangsu could finish speaking, Zhang Yunyuan uttered these three words indifferently.
Zhao Fangxu's pupils suddenly contracted, his face filled with disbelief and horror.
"Senior...how...how did you know?!"
He asked the question almost subconsciously, then realized that the person in front of him was a terrifying being who had lived for over a hundred years and was from the same era as Wugensheng and the creator of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. What was so strange about him knowing about Biyou Village?
In terms of seniority, Ma Xianhong, the village chief of Biyou Village, should call Zhang Yunyuan "great-grandfather".
He gave a wry smile and nodded: "That's right, it's Biyou Village."
"Our people tried to contact the village in hopes of peacefully resolving Chen Duo's problem."
However, they suffered heavy losses in several close encounters.
The enemy is extremely powerful, especially... they possess a large number of powerful, unheard-of magical artifacts.
"Based on the clues we painstakingly gathered from the outside, the village chief of Biyou Village is a young man named Ma Xianhong."
This person is none other than the contemporary inheritor of one of the eight long-lost extraordinary skills, 'Divine Refinement of a Hundred Techniques'.
Zhao Fangxu's expression grew increasingly serious.
"He is taking advantage of the convenience of the Divine Craftsmanship to take in a large number of extraordinary people who are desperate in society or have even committed crimes."
Even more terrifying, he seems to possess some technology capable of transforming ordinary people into mass superhumans, attempting to establish a superhuman kingdom completely independent of the company's oversight.
"This has seriously violated the population red line of the superhumans. If it gets out of control, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Zhang Yunyuan listened quietly, his face remaining expressionless.
He put down his teacup, his tone laced with sarcasm.
"So, you want me to go?"
"Are you treating me like a thug for your company?"
Besides, what's the big deal about those mere eight extraordinary skills?
Zhao Fangxu was speechless at his words, his face full of bitterness.
A mere eight extraordinary skills?
If someone else had said that, he would have taken it as a huge joke.
But when it came from the mouth of the person in front of him, it sounded so natural and unquestionable.
"If that's all there is to it, I certainly wouldn't dare trouble you with your help."
Zhao Fangxu took a deep breath and finally revealed his true trump card. His eyes, hidden behind his glasses, stared intently at Zhang Yunyuan, not missing a single subtle change in his expression.
"According to our clues, Gong Qing, the acting leader of Quanxing, had secret contact with Biyou Village."
"We deduce that Gong Qing's disguised human skin came from the Divine Refinement and Forging of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques."
"Most importantly, our spies intercepted an extremely faint energy fluctuation outside Biyou Village."
"After repeated comparisons and analyses by our technical department, we discovered that the energy fluctuations are 90% similar to the 'Qi' of the mysterious group of people who killed Elder Tian Jinzhong on Longhu Mountain!"
The moment the words fell.
The purple clay teacup in Zhang Yunyuan's hand silently turned into a handful of the finest powder, which slipped from his fingers.
The temperature in the office seemed to drop by more than ten degrees in an instant, and a chilling, tangible killing intent instantly enveloped the entire room.
Zhao Fangxu felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it difficult to even breathe.
He stared in horror at the still expressionless young man before him, a storm raging within him.
He knew he made the right bet.
This living legend cared about Tian Jinzhong's death far more than anyone could imagine!
Zhang Yunyuan slowly raised his head. All the calm and indifference in his deep eyes disappeared, leaving only a bottomless, chilling pool.
"If they are in contact with Biyou Village..."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a cold wind from the depths of hell, every word carrying an unquestionable determination.
"Then I will surely destroy Biyou Village!"
Chapter 203 A Storm is Brewing, Danger Lurks in the Shadows
In Zhao Fangxu's office, the terrifying killing intent that could freeze one's soul came and went quickly.
In just a few breaths, it vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Zhang Yunyuan remained as calm and collected as ever, but his eyes were even more profound and colder than before.
Zhao Fangxu let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace, his voice hoarse:
"Senior, we have prepared all the information regarding Biyou Village. Please take a look..."
Zhang Yunyuan's words were concise and to the point.
Zhao Fangxu dared not be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly handed over a thick file bag marked "Top Secret" with utmost respect.
Zhang Yunyuan took the file but didn't look at it immediately. He simply stood up and said calmly:
"Give me a quiet place."
I don't want to be bothered by anyone until this is resolved.
"Yes, yes, yes! I'll arrange it right away!"
Zhao Fangxu nodded vigorously, personally escorted Zhang Yunyuan out of the office, and arranged for the company's top security personnel to escort him to a private, absolutely confidential safe house located in the suburbs of Beijing.
Only after the black Hongqi sedan completely disappeared from sight did Zhao Fangxu let out a long sigh of relief, wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and turn back to his office.
He slumped into his boss's chair, staring at the purple clay teacup on the table that had turned to dust, his face filled with a complex expression.
There was relief at surviving the ordeal, and joy at the success of the plan, but more than anything, there was a deep, indescribable sense of powerlessness and... apprehension.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door, and his secretary came in.
"Chairman, the emergency video conference with the other directors has been connected."
"understood."
Zhao Fangxu rubbed his temples, put his glasses back on, and his face regained its usual composed and authoritative expression.
He walked behind his desk and turned on the huge monitor in front of him.
On the screen, the faces of the other directors of NaDuTong lit up one by one.
Without exception, everyone wore a solemn expression.
"Old Zhao, are you serious?"
As soon as the video call connected, Bi Youlong, the most outspoken of them all, couldn't help but ask, "You really invited that 'living ancestor' to deal with Biyou Village?!"
Do you know what this means?
That's the God of Slaughter who slaughtered most of the Quanxing's high-ranking members without a second thought!
If he were to make a move, and things weren't handled properly, the entire Guizhou-Guizhou border region could be razed to the ground!
Who will take responsibility then?!
Another middle-aged man, who appeared quite refined, also frowned and said:
"Yes, Lao Zhao."
Although the problems in Biyou Village are thorny, they are ultimately still within a controllable range.
We can use the company's mobile forces, along with heavy magical artifacts, and even if it comes at a cost, it's not something we can't solve.
Why would we need to... enlist the help of this powerful figure?
"It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away!"
Faced with everyone's doubts, Zhao Fangxu simply adjusted his glasses and asked in return:
"Your so-called 'controllable' means that all three groups of elite agents we sent out never returned?"
"Or are you referring to Ma Xianhong's unpredictable 'Divine Refinement,' which can mass-produce acquired superhumans comparable to second-rate experts, and whose numbers have far exceeded our monitoring limits?"
"Or perhaps..."
His voice suddenly turned cold, "You mean that mysterious force related to Elder Tian's death has already gotten involved with Biyou Village, and we don't even know anything about their origins?"
A series of rhetorical questions silenced the powerful figures on the screen.
Zhao Fangxu sighed, his tone softening slightly.
"Gentlemen, I am well aware of the risks involved. But we have no other choice."