Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 135 Cooperation with NaDuTong
Surname Liang...

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be Liang Qingshan, who is in charge of matters related to supernatural beings.

Chen Feng raised an eyelid and nodded, not lingering on the topic. Since Yang Lie wanted him to go back, it must be about some important matter concerning the Tang Clan. Since Yang Lie wasn't sure, he sent him back.

If someone from above comes, then without a doubt, as long as it's not too excessive, we should follow their instructions.

With no outsiders around, Tang Miaoxing, who was driving, became more cheerful and said, "Senior brother, how's it outside? I heard from those guys that it's pretty good. They get missions every day, and they're really having a blast killing people."

"You have no idea what the situation is like in China right now. It's incredibly tight. You might not get more than a few missions a year. I'm so bored every day. When will I be ready to go out and take on some missions?"

Looking out the window at the scenery, with trees rushing past on both sides, Chen Feng smiled and replied, "It's almost done. We've established a reputation, and the facilities are all set up. Everything is on track. If nothing unexpected happens, we can start transporting people out."

"At that time, well-trained disciples can go abroad to carry out missions, practice their skills, and see blood."

Then, Tang Miaoxing, who was driving, suddenly remembered something and excitedly said, "Senior brother, do you know that what you did has been reported back to China? You killed the Japanese emperor, that's amazing!"

"Because of this incident, you have no idea how many fellow practitioners have come to visit and express their gratitude these past two days. After all, many people from various sects died in the war back then. Now that they have been killed, the Emperor has finally given everyone a chance to vent their anger. We Tang Sect disciples can stand up straighter now that we've gone out."

"At the same time, due to the decrease in assassination incidents, our Tang Clan had an unusually good relationship with other sects during this period."

When this news came back, not to mention the other sects, Yang Lie and his group were all stunned. They all knew that Chen Feng was powerful and was the face of the Tang Sect, but they never expected that his strength would be this great.

To travel alone to the island nation, assassinate the emperor amidst layers of protection, and then leave unscathed—this is a feat unparalleled in the Tang Clan's centuries-long history of assassinations.

Before Chen Feng could think further, Tang Miaoxing's voice rang out again: "You don't know, the sect leader has already decided that your deeds will be recorded and engraved on the stone wall of the Tang Tomb so that future generations of disciples can pay their respects."

Chen almost spat out all the water after taking a sip from his glass, but quickly swallowed it.

"No, what's going on? Why are you carving something on a stone wall? What's so special about that? This is making me quite uncomfortable. I need to have a good talk with Yang Lie when I get back."

According to Tang Clan rules, Tang Clan disciples should normally address Yang Lie as "Sect Leader," regardless of their relationship with him.

For example, Yang Lie, Xu Xin, Chen Feng, and others had a master-disciple relationship with Tang Bingwen, but they rarely called him "Master." They usually called him "Disciple Head" and only called him "Master" on certain special occasions.

But Chen Feng didn't have so many concerns. As the deputy sect leader, he naturally didn't need to worry so much about the title.

Chen Feng was not surprised at all that the news spread so quickly, because he had his own methods to deliberately leak it out and make a name for himself.

After all, the Yinqiu Tangmen assassination organization has become truly renowned since this incident. Its current record is enough to earn it the title of the world's number one assassination organization, and it will definitely receive many more missions in the future.

There was another reason for the deliberate leak: the island nation immediately provided an answer after the emperor's assassination. An investigation revealed that the assassin was the Tang Clan, an underground assassin organization of the Indian Empire, and the island nation was determined to fight them to the death.

Such speed of efficiency made Chen Feng even more certain that the person who hired him was from Japan. It's interesting that the Japanese paid an assassin to kill the Emperor. This is why he had someone leak this information.

Since the matter can no longer be concealed, let's amplify the publicity and make Tang Clan's reputation shine.

With this thought in mind, Chen Feng immediately asked, "Miaoxing, what is the attitude of the mainland and our sect?"

Tang Miaoxing turned the steering wheel and entered the main road. While looking ahead, he replied, "Senior brother, there's no need to worry about this. Our people have already informed the higher-ups and announced to the world that the Tang Clan in Yinqiu is a defector and is not the same as the Tang Clan on the mainland."

"We, the Tang Clan, deeply regret the assassination of the Emperor. In order to show our sincerity and response, we will do our best to send people to eliminate the traitor."

Mimicking his previous tone, Tang Miaoxing's smile deepened, which was tantamount to the thief crying "stop thief!"

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just a perfunctory statement. If you delve deeper, you'll find that the two Tang Clan members have a close relationship, but without concrete evidence, you can't prove anything.

Looking for evidence? Do you really think the Tang Clan has been doing assassination for centuries for nothing? Besides, even if you find evidence, we might not accept it.

As for the reputation, that was anticipated long before the project was undertaken...

Before they knew it, they had arrived at Tangmen and parked their vehicles at the foot of Tangmen Mountain.

The moment Chen Feng stepped off the car, he immediately noticed the difference in the geographical environment. At the foot of the mountain, there was a school with a very large area, named Tangmen Martial Arts School.

Good heavens, the moment Chen Feng saw the name, his lips twitched. This name was indeed concise and clear.

The martial arts school is cleverly located, as it's situated on the path leading up the mountain; to get up the mountain, you have to pass through the school.

Upon entering the martial arts school, one sees several members of the Tang Clan training their disciples, with Gao Yingcai and his disciples leading the group.

After laying the foundation for the Tang Clan in Yinqiu, and considering certain factors, some people with families were allowed to return to the mainland.

The moment they saw Chen Feng, Gao Yingcai and the disciples behind him bowed and greeted him: "Vice Sect Leader!"

With a helpless smile, Chen Feng shook his head: "Uncle-Master, you're being too polite."

He then glanced at the ninety-odd disciples and asked, "So these are the first disciples the martial arts school has accepted? How are they? Uncle-Master, how are they being taught?"

Among the older generation of the Tang Clan, some are unable to move, others are on missions abroad without any ties, and the only one left with the highest teaching level is Gao Yingcai.

Therefore, the important task of teaching martial arts school students fell on his shoulders.

Without a doubt, Gao Yingcai's teaching ability is definitely quite good within the Tang Sect, given that he can teach a student with Zhang Wang's skills.

He is more than capable of teaching these new students.

Looking at the disciples who were looking over with curiosity, most of them were quite young, the oldest being only twelve or thirteen years old, and some were even eight or nine years old.

In the world of superhumans, apart from those with exceptional talent, most superhumans must begin their training from childhood and diligently cultivate.

Of course, there are also those who have cheat codes, such as Wang Ye, whose strength has been greatly enhanced by the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, making him comparable to the older generation of experts.

It must be admitted that the Eight Extraordinary Techniques can indeed rapidly enhance one's strength in a short period of time, and it is no exaggeration to call them the Way of Chaos.

Looking at the disciples with curious expressions, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion as he asked, "Uncle-Master, where did you recruit these disciples from?"

The group of disciples in front of him numbered over ninety, two-thirds of whom were boys and one-third were girls. Hearing Chen Feng's question, Gao Yingcai turned around and glanced at them before answering, "Some of them are children from within the circle, another part are homeless children, and the last part are children from wealthy families who want their children to learn some martial arts to improve their health."

"As things stand, barring any unforeseen circumstances, only ten people from this batch will actually be able to enter the sect."

The probability of getting ten out of ninety-odd people is already quite high. Of these ten, nine have parents who are from the same social circle, while the remaining one is a homeless child.

Finding a disciple among ordinary people who can sense Qi is much harder than finding gold in a vast ocean.

In later generations, the number of extraordinary people was around 15,000. Adding those who lived in seclusion and were not counted, the total was about 17,000.

That's 1.4 billion people, and only 15,000 extraordinary individuals, that's one in 50,000, which is quite a difference.

Of course, there is a high probability that the child of an extraordinary person will also be an extraordinary person.

With these thoughts in mind, after chatting with Gao Yingcai for a while, he went to the Tang Sect with Tang Miaoxing.

In the original work, Gao Ying killed Liang Ting, the White Owl, in the battle at Mianshan, but he also died there, leaving his daughter Xiao Mei without a father.

Now, with my involvement, at least a lot has changed. Many members of the Tang Clan have survived, and the situation with the outside world has been opened up, avoiding the embarrassing situation of future generations of Tang Clan disciples not shedding blood.

To be honest, Chen Feng has already done more than enough for the Tang Sect disciple who transmigrated...

Watching Chen Feng's departing figure, the group of students who were practicing horse stance began to discuss among themselves.

"Who is that person? Even Teacher Gao treats him with such respect."

"That's right, he looks quite young, and he calls Teacher Gao 'Uncle-Master'."

"Haven't you heard? The teacher calls him the gatekeeper, so he must be a big shot on the mountain."

Since entering the martial arts school, they have been told that if they meet the standards, they can go up the mountain to practice real martial arts skills.

Those children whose parents are extraordinary naturally know more information and know that entering the mountain means being accepted as a true disciple by the Tang Clan.

A fair-skinned young man chuckled softly as he listened to the discussion around him, a hint of pride in his eyes:

"That's the vice-leader of the Tang Clan. He's been overseeing affairs abroad. That's what my grandfather told me. I've also heard that he's the strongest person in the Tang Clan."

These words immediately drew gasps of amazement from the surrounding children. Feeling their shocked gazes, especially the girls' eyes, the boy's vanity surged even higher.

Meanwhile, not far from them stood a young man dressed in plain clothes, his face ordinary yet resolute. Without the slightest slackening, he diligently practiced his horse stance, sweat pouring down his forehead. Although his whole body trembled, he did not relax like the others.

Listening to the conversation of the people in the distance, the young man in plain clothes raised his head, glanced at Chen Feng who was about to disappear into the distance, and his determination in his eyes grew even stronger.

Unlike others, the Tang Clan was his only option as a homeless child. If he couldn't join the Tang Clan after his training period, he didn't know what else he could do.

Just as the disciples were causing a disturbance, Gao Yingcai's stern rebuke rang out.

"What are you all doing there?! Everyone, practice for another ten minutes!!"

Instantly, the group of children who had been excitedly discussing things suddenly burst into wailing and howling.

Upon reaching the top of the mountain, disciples were already there to greet them, bowing respectfully: "Vice Sect Leader, the Sect Leader knew you were returning today and was waiting for you and your guests in the main hall."

Seeing this, Chen Feng didn't delay any longer. He handed the package to Tang Miaoxing and then headed straight for the main hall.

Tang Clan, front mountain, main hall.

Pushing open the red paulownia door, one sees three people already sitting inside, drinking tea and talking.

Yang Lie, Boss Zhao who had previously dealt with the Tang Clan, and finally a dignified middle-aged man with a smile on his face.

Upon seeing Chen Feng arrive, Yang Lie, who was in the middle of a conversation, immediately stood up, his smile becoming even more genuine, and walked over to hug him tightly.

"It wasn't easy, but you're finally back."

He then let go and spread his hands toward the two people beside him.

"Chen Feng, you know one of these two, Boss Zhao, and the other is Liang Qingshan, Mr. Liang, who is in charge of the supernatural beings department above."

After doing all this, Yang Lie spoke to the two of them again: "Gentlemen, I understand your purpose, but the main part is the responsibility of our Tang Clan's deputy sect leader, who is my junior brother, so we still need to see what he thinks."

In response, Liang Qingshan, dressed in a formal suit, stood up with a very gentle smile on his face and extended his hand: "Hello, Master Chen, I have long admired your name. I have heard about your achievements abroad, and you are truly remarkable."

Chen Feng smiled and extended his hand to shake hands with him: "Hello, Mr. Liang, may I ask what business you have with our Tang Clan? We will do our best to cooperate."

Upon hearing this, Liang Qingshan's smile widened, and he didn't hide anything, saying directly, "It's not difficult. As you know, we've set up an organization called Na Du Tong, and this Boss Zhao is one of the leaders of this organization, mainly responsible for managing people with supernatural abilities."

"But we are short of manpower now, especially skilled people in the field of supernatural abilities. Coincidentally, news of the Tang Clan's affairs has reached our ears. Therefore, after careful consideration, we would like to cooperate with your sect and send some people to work at Any Tong."

"Help us solve some of the difficulties related to supernatural beings, whether domestically or internationally..."

In the last sentence, especially the word "overseas," Liang Qingshan emphasized it more.

As expected, the mainland needs the strength and assistance of the Tang Clan.

Seeing Chen Feng deep in thought, Liang Qingshan continued, "Of course, in this cooperation, we are on equal footing. Your sect has great autonomy and can choose whether or not to do the assigned tasks. Tang Sect will make contributions, and we will naturally receive corresponding rewards. We can discuss any aspect."

The meaning became clear immediately upon hearing this: the Tang Sect would solve some troublesome matters for the mainland, and in return, the mainland would grant the Tang Sect certain rights and privileges—no, it should be called welfare benefits.

Chen Feng exchanged a glance with Yang Lie behind him, instantly understanding what the other meant. After a moment's thought, he made a decision, his smile widening as he reached out his hand again.

"Mr. Liang, you're too kind. Contributing to the country is the duty of the Tang Clan, and it's our bounden duty..."

(End of this chapter)