Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 243 Major Issues Met in Minor Meetings
“Establish a ‘Joint Defense Council for the Extraordinary World’ composed of representatives from various factions and the company.”

Zhao Fangxu added at the opportune moment: "Normally, we develop independently, but if a threat of the magnitude of 'Takamagahara' arises, the council will coordinate resources and respond in a unified manner."

The meeting room fell silent again. The ten elders exchanged glances, each trying to process the proposal.

This is tantamount to establishing a more binding and actionable upper-level structure on the existing Ten Elders system.

Lu Ci was the first to object: "Easy for you to say! Information sharing? Power unification? Who knows if someone will use this to spy on the secrets of other sects? In that case, internal strife might break out before external enemies arrive!"

Wang Ai squinted and said, "This is a matter of great importance, involving the very foundations of each family. I'm afraid we need to consider it carefully."

Lu Jin shouted, "I think it's feasible! Damn it, we've been bullied to our doorstep, and we're still clinging to those old ideas? If we keep fighting our own battles, we won't even know how we died if our base is wiped out next time!"

Guan Shihua pondered for a moment and said, "If we can ensure fairness and not harm the interests of any faction, I think it's worth a try."

Chen Jinkui remained silent, calculating the pros and cons of his move. Master Jiekong chanted Buddhist mantras, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Mu You looked at Zhao Fangxu, seemingly weighing the company's role.

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent throughout.

In the world of extraordinary beings in China, the most powerful forces since ancient times have been Buddhism and Taoism. Zhang Zhiwei now represents not only the entire Zhengyi sect, but the entire Taoist sect.

Similarly, Master Jiekong represents thousands of Buddhist temples. At this moment, they cannot be too cautious.

However, Zhang Zhiwei is not currently the highest-ranking person in the Taoist sect. With Han Yun preceding him, and since it was Han Yun who proposed this matter, Zhang Zhiwei should logically speak up to defend and support him.

However, given the circumstances, and to avoid suspicion, the Taoist sect couldn't be the first to speak. Given Zhang Zhiwei's status and position, he was more suited to be the one to make the final decision.

At this moment, Feng Zhenghao's eyes flickered, and he finally spoke: "Chairman Han, Chairman Zhao, who will lead this 'Joint Defense Council'? How can its fairness be ensured? What are its specific powers?"

All eyes were on Han Yun and Zhao Fangxu. This was the most crucial issue.

Han Yun looked at Zhao Fangxu.

Zhao Fangxu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "The council is composed of representatives nominated by each faction, plus the company's directors."

"Major decisions require the approval of more than two-thirds of the representatives. Their authority is limited to dealing with confirmed major events that endanger the overall safety of the supernatural community in Shenzhou and secular stability, and they shall not interfere in the internal affairs of any faction."

"As for taking the lead..."

Zhao Fangxu paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Han Yun: "Chairman Han has profound cultivation and outstanding achievements, and what's even more remarkable is that he transcends all other sects."

"I propose that Director Han Yun serve as the chief advisor to the first Joint Defense Council, possessing the highest authority to mobilize resources from all parties and act expediently in extreme crisis situations."

"Chief Consultant?"

Everyone was taken aback. This position, though seemingly less prestigious than titles like "Chairman" or "President," carried immense power due to the words "acting expediently" and "highest authority."

This practically handed over the ultimate power of force to Han Yun in the world of supernatural beings!

Lu Ci suddenly stood up: "Chairman Zhao! Isn't this a bit too much of a joke?"

After all, Han Yun looks to be only in his early twenties, or even younger. They say that a young man is unreliable, so it's really too frivolous to appoint such a young kid as the chief advisor.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that they did not know Han Yun's true identity.

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes flickered, and he exchanged a glance with Master Jiekong, then nodded knowingly.

Han Yun looked at the expressions of the two men and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

If the Buddhist and Taoist sects agree to this, the rest is not a concern. Even a thousand-year-old family is no match for the two religions.

In other words, the company is now advocating this "Ten Elders" format. In the past, this was something that both Buddhism and Taoism agreed upon, and who would dare to oppose it?

Before Lü Ci could finish speaking, Han Yun's gaze swept over him indifferently.

Without releasing any aura, Lü Ci felt a chill run through his body, as if he were being stared at by some primordial beast. The words he was about to say were stuck in his throat, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on Lü Ci's forehead.

Han Yun calmly replied, "I have no interest in this position."

Everyone was stunned.

He continued, "But if no one can shoulder this responsibility, and the situation demands such a person, I can temporarily take over. I have only one request..."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and an invisible, vast pressure, as immense as heaven and earth, instantly enveloped the entire conference room. It was not directed at anyone, but it made all the experts present, including Zhao Fangxu, feel their breath catch and their minds waver.

"Orders must be obeyed."

"If foreign enemies invade, all people of our land must unite and work together. Anyone who outwardly obeys but inwardly defies, or even colludes with foreign enemies..."

Han Yun didn't finish his sentence, but the fleeting glint of cold light in his calm eyes made everyone understand the unspoken meaning.

kill!

The conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

A moment later, Zhang Zhiwei gently slapped the table and said, "The Daoist sect is willing to obey the arrangements."

Master Jiekong slowly rose and put his hands together in prayer: "Amitabha, on behalf of the Buddhist community, I agree to this proposal."

Feng Zhenghao took a deep breath and stood up: "Tianxia Society, second that."

Na Ruhu grinned and said, "Absorbing Ancient Pavilion, no objection!"

Guan Shihua, Chen Jinkui, Lu Jin, and Mu You successively expressed their agreement.

Looking at Lü Ci's ashen face, Wang Ai finally sighed, "The Wang family... seconded it."

Lu Ci's expression changed several times. Feeling the omnipresent pressure and the reality that the situation was hopeless, he finally slumped down and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "...Seconded."

Zhao Fangxu felt a huge weight lifted from his heart. He knew that from this moment on, the landscape of the supernatural world would undergo unprecedented changes.

And all of this stems from this young man in front of us.

A vibrant young man.

Young people who inject new vitality into this stagnant world of supernatural beings.

At this moment, Zhao Fangxu felt a sudden urge to realize that he was already old. Talented people emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

Looking back to the early days of Na Du Tong, he and Xu Xiang traveled all over the country, visited various factions, mediated conflicts, and painstakingly built up Na Du Tong's makeshift team, striving to bring about the meeting of the Ten Elders.

Now, it's time to hand over the responsibility to the next generation.

Han Yun withdrew his imposing aura, and the conference room returned to normal, but the way everyone looked at him was completely different now.

"Since everyone has no objections, let's adjourn the meeting. Old Master and Master Jiekong, please stay behind." After saying this, the other ten elders exchanged glances, slowly got up and left, and Bi Youlong and other directors also left after organizing the documents.

There's a saying in China: "Hold big meetings for small matters, and small meetings for big matters."

Han Yun kept Zhang Zhiwei and Master Jiekong behind for no other reason than to secure the sealed locations throughout the land.

For thousands of years, various myths and legends have been passed down throughout China. These legends may be true or false, but most of them are related to Buddhism and Taoism.

In fact, throughout thousands of years of history, although the Buddhist and Taoist figures were outwardly at odds and inwardly at odds, they had been secretly maintaining the stability of the land.

Like Mianshan Mountain!
Like the Ghost Well!

and many more……

As the current representative of both Buddhism and Taoism, Han Yun would never believe that he was unaware of these secrets.

Han Yun smiled kindly at the two men, then said frankly, "I have no other intention than to keep you two here. I want to know how many such secrets the Buddhist and Taoist schools have guarded over the thousands of years? And now, how many of these seals are on the verge of collapse?"

Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The young master's concerns are very true. There are indeed records in the Taoist classics that since ancient times, the sages have sealed away ominous places, evil spirits, and even some indescribable things all over the land."

"Besides the Ghost-Breaking Well, there are several other important places."

"Firstly, the dragon at the bottom of Dujiangyan."

Zhang Zhiwei's expression was solemn as he lightly tapped his knuckles on the table: "When Li Bing and his son built the Dujiangyan Irrigation System, they captured a vicious dragon that caused storms and waves under the Lidu Mound and sealed it in the Fulong Temple. That wicked beast has been suppressed for more than two thousand years, and its resentment has grown stronger day by day. In recent years, black mist has been rising from the mouth of the dam, which may be because the seal is gradually weakening."

Master Jiekong clasped his hands together and said, “Amitabha. According to Buddhist records, there is a Liuhe Pagoda Stele in Dizhen, Qiantang River, under which a giant turtle that has been pressing down for a thousand years was subdued by a high monk during the Southern Song Dynasty with the supreme Buddhist teachings, which made it protect the river tide. However, in recent years the tide has been disordered, and I fear that something unexpected may happen.”

"At Lingyin Temple's Feilai Peak, a golden-winged roc is locked away; beneath Leifeng Pagoda in West Lake, a white serpent that attained enlightenment is imprisoned; at the foot of the Three Pagodas of Chongsheng Temple in Yunnan Province, a high monk cut off a dragon's horn to cast a pagoda, sealing it with earth qi dragons to prevent it from rising and causing a disturbance in heaven and earth..."

“There’s also the tortoise and snake stone seal at Luoyang Bridge; the three-section snake lock of Lady Linshui; the Wangcong Temple in Shu, where the spirits of Emperors Du Yu and Bie Ling are constantly entangled; the dragon spirit under the iron tree in Hongzhou…” Zhang Zhiwei listed them in detail.

Hearing about the Sealed Land as if it were a menu, Han Yun's face darkened.

So many disasters have befallen China?

Upon hearing the final words, Han Yun couldn't help but sigh, "Are these seals loosening due to natural decay, or is someone causing trouble?"

"Both aspects are present."

Master Jiekong sighed: "The erosion of time is the main reason. But in the last ten years, the rate of decay of the seals in various places has suddenly accelerated, which is probably not accidental. It may be related to the Takamagahara organization."

Zhang Zhiwei then took out a roll of yellowed silk and unfolded it, revealing a map of the Nine Provinces covered with dense markings: "Qingcheng Ghost-Dispelling Well, Dujiangyan Evil Dragon, Changbai Mountain Heavenly Pool Ghost Market, Luofu Mountain Dan Ding Secret Realm, Dongting Junshan Dragon Cave... a total of thirty-six important seals."

"All that is recorded in my Taoist teachings is here."

Han Yun recorded them one by one and found that there were as many as forty-five places. This excludes Mianshan Mountain, Jiegui Well, and Lishan Mountain, which is unknown to outsiders.

He rubbed his head, exclaiming, "Anything else?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment: "There is another place, but it is extremely ancient. I don't know if the records are true, but it is very likely."

"Where?"

"Mount Tai, the Ghost City!"

Zhang Zhiwei's expression was solemn as he pointed his finger at Mount Tai: "Mount Tai is the foremost of the Five Sacred Mountains and has been the site of imperial sacrifices since ancient times. However, the secret records in the Daoist Canon state that there is another world beneath Mount Tai, and deep within it lies the entrance to the ancient ghost city of 'Luofeng Mountain'."

"Luofeng Mountain?" Han Yun frowned slightly.

Luofeng Mountain is a sacred mountain in Taoist culture. Legend has it that it is located in the Gui region of the north, where the six heavenly ghosts and gods are in charge of life, death, fortune and misfortune in the human world. It is also the seat of the Great Emperor of Fengdu in the Northern Yin.

But how did we end up at Mount Tai again?
Master Jiekong chanted a Buddhist prayer and continued, "Buddhist scriptures call it the 'Avici Netherworld.' Legend has it that this place is neither yin nor yang, but a world of its own, imprisoning countless ancient war spirits and innate evil spirits."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said, "According to the records, it seems to be related to Guangchengzi from the time of the Yellow Emperor."

As for the innate evil spirits among them, they are naturally figures similar to Zhao Gongming's six great demon kings.

"How is the seal now?" Han Yun asked, getting straight to the point.

Zhang Zhiwei and Master Jiekong exchanged a glance, both seeing the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Three years ago, a strange phenomenon was observed at the Jade Emperor Peak of Mount Tai: ghostly soldiers passing through.

Zhang Zhiwei said in a deep voice, "Although it was fleeting, the Taoist priest guarding the mountain reported that he heard the sound of metal clashing underground that night."

Master Jiekong added: "My junior brother once used his divine eye to observe the earth's veins of Mount Tai and saw that the dark energy beneath it was surging like boiling water. If this place is lost, I fear that the scene of the ancient human world being like a prison will reappear."

Han Yun's gaze swept over the forty-five marks on the map, finally settling on the location of Mount Tai. He suddenly chuckled softly, "It seems someone wants to spread our influence far and wide."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at the city's night view: "It is no coincidence that Takamagahara chose this time to launch his attack. The simultaneous loosening of these seals must be orchestrated by someone behind the scenes."

Zhang Zhiwei seemed to be thinking: "What does the young master mean..."

"Openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass." Han Yun turned around, his eyes flashing like lightning. "While Takamagahara is wantonly destroying seals in various places, its ultimate target may be a certain key seal."

"The Ghost-Breaking Well is dangerous, but still within a controllable range. If it were Mount Tai Ghost Capital..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the other two understood the gravity of the situation; it would be a true catastrophe for China.

"The most urgent task is to find out Takamagahara's true objective." Han Yun tapped his temple with his fingertip. "I need detailed information on all the sealed lands, especially the anomaly reports from the last three years."

Zhang Zhiwei immediately said, "I will send a message to all the Taoist temples and gather all the intelligence within three days."

Master Jiekong also said, "On the Buddhist side, this old monk will personally oversee the matter."

"Thank you both." Han Yun nodded slightly. "Also, please keep this strictly confidential. There's no guarantee that none of the Ten Elders..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhiwei and Master Jiekong already understood. Although the attendees today were all top figures in the world of supernatural beings in China, the ancient families and emerging forces were intertwined, and no one could guarantee absolute loyalty.

After the two left, Han Yun stood alone in the empty conference room, his gaze once again falling on the landscape painting.

After a long while, Han Yun pushed open the conference room door. At the end of the corridor, Zhao Fangxu was waiting.

"Finished talking?" Zhao Fangxu handed over a cup of hot tea. "How did it go?"

Han Yun took the teacup, his gaze deep: "Chairman Zhao, notify all regional managers to immediately enter a state of high alert."

Zhao Fangxu's expression hardened: "Is it that serious?"

"It's more serious than I imagined." Han Yun took a sip of tea.

(End of this chapter)