One person: I am Li Buren, I cannot bear to do anything!

"What does Chairman Zhao mean from the company's perspective?"

Wang Ai's expression was beyond gloomy; it was practically tinged with resentment.

Sitting opposite him was a director from Nadutong Company, who was responsible for communication and liaison.

"Master Wang, please don't be in a hurry. Chairman Zhao had already discussed this with me before making the decision."

"The Ten Elders Association has indeed remained unchanged for too long. Chairman Zhao believes that if some fresh blood could be introduced, the Ten Elders Association would be better."

How could someone as shrewd as Wang Ai not understand the message this director was conveying on behalf of Director Zhao?

"It seems that Zhao Fangxu values ​​Wudang quite a bit, as Wudang has suddenly gained three elders."

"And that damned little beast, he's almost as strong as Longhu Mountain."

"In addition to the other party's status in the Quanzhen lineage, Wudang suddenly became a behemoth."

"Zhao Fangxu is clearly trying to muddy the waters..."

But Wudang is no longer invincible.

On the contrary, Wudang is now much stronger, with three more sect leaders among its members.

The younger generation, including Wang Ye and Li Buren, have grown up even more.

But compared to the Wudang Mountain of the past, which was virtually invisible and undisturbed by the outside world, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Wudang is now in dire straits.

"True Martial Daoist Canon, True Martial Daoist Canon..."

"Ascension to immortality in broad daylight, and even becoming an immortal, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Now, both domestically and internationally, any force with a tradition has its eyes on Wudang. They've been too busy taking care of themselves for a long time."

Wang Ai looked at the director sent by Zhao Fangxu, her thoughts a jumble of emotions.

"Master Wang, the company knows what you're thinking."

"Circumstances are beyond our control, and the company has no right to interfere in the affairs of your families. In short, the company is doing everything to maintain stability in the world of supernatural beings."

The director suddenly stood up, seemingly intending to leave.

"The Wang family head is aware of the recent situation; the supernatural beings from overseas are not behaving peacefully."

Ultimately, how much infighting occurs within the family is a matter for the family to handle.

"But if outsiders want to get involved, humph, we are not the same people we used to be."

"The Wang family also participated in that battle against the Bihe Ren, so the Wang family head must have a lot of hatred for them."

After saying that, the director left the Wang family without lingering any longer.

Wang Ai was left sitting there alone, lost in thought.

"Wudang, Daoist scriptures, Biheren..."

He was also hesitant. As the head of one of the four families, this was the first time he had felt fear towards a junior.

If we were to target Wudang now, the advantage would be that Wudang is currently imprisoned due to the Daoist temple being surrounded by external enemies.

The disadvantage lies in the fact that Wudang's strength is currently extremely strong. Master Yunlong's generation has not shown up much so far, the three elders have been revived, and Li Buren is also a force to be reckoned with.

Terrifyingly strong...

Wang Ai thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Suddenly, a strange idea popped into her mind.

"In this world, are there really people who can reach the heavens?"

For some reason, the image that appeared in his mind now was not that of Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master nicknamed "Celestial Master of the Heavenly Way".

It wasn't Zuo Ruotong from the previous era, who reversed his birth and cultivated to the third level, becoming a true immortal from a fake Xuanmen sect.

Instead, it was that young Taoist priest who was new to the world but had already become famous in the supernatural community.

Li couldn't bear it.

...

"Master, you don't want to miss out on the Feng Hou Qi Men technique just like that, do you?"

Inside the Shuzi Sect, Chen Jinkui looked at the group of uninvited guests with a gloomy expression.

"I'm warning you, you're all illegal immigrants now. One phone call from me and I can send you all back to where you came from!"

The several Tantric monks sitting opposite him exchanged a smile, then lowered their voices and looked at Chen Jinkui.

"Master Chen, if we are sent back, it will only take a few more steps to come back."

"But if Master Chen misses this opportunity, and Wudang digests the True Martial Dao Treasure, the already powerful Wudang will be even more beyond our reach."

"By then, even if Master Chen dedicates his entire life to arduous cultivation, he will probably never have the chance to come into contact with the Feng Hou Qi Men again..."

Chen Jinkui's expression froze, and he became even more wary.

"This group of people had made preparations well in advance and had learned about the domestic situation."

"They're betting on just how attractive Feng Hou Qi Men is to me."

"Damn it, they've been planning to use me for a long time!"

This was the opportunity that Chen Jinkui was secretly planning.

Opposite them, a monk sitting behind them with a solemn appearance, who had never spoken, but whose illusory eyes on his forehead appeared and disappeared, suddenly opened his eyes.

He then whispered something in the ear of the leading monk.

As the leading monk listened, a strange smile began to appear on his face.

Both being bald, the Tantric monk addressed Chen Jinkui.

"We are guests from afar. If we hadn't heard good news beforehand, we might have suffered a loss."

"And please don't misunderstand, Master Chen. We never intended to use you for our own benefit."

Chen Jinkui's expression suddenly changed, and a chill spread from the soles of his feet.

He looked at the two monks in front of him as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, and his fear had turned into dread.

"How...how do you know what I'm thinking?"

Even though Chen Jinkui was the leader of the Shuzi Sect, he had rarely seen such a bizarre method of reading someone's mind.

The monk did not answer directly, but stared intently at Chen Jinkui and said meaningfully.

"Master Chen, you're overthinking things, and your mind is clouded. Naturally, you can't hide your thoughts."

Seeing that Chen Jinkui's thoughts had been exposed and he had lost his composure, his disciple quickly stepped forward to remind him.

"Sect Leader, don't be influenced! Those two bald monks secretly used mental techniques!"

Chen Jinkui's eyes brightened, and his mind calmed down a bit.

"The eminent monks need not say more to me. I, Chen Jinkui, would never do such a thing as colluding with outsiders to harm my fellow countrymen."

"Even though I want to learn Feng Hou Qi Men, I have my own methods and techniques; I would never resort to such traitorous means!"

Several Tantric monks exchanged glances. The monk at the back nodded silently, then suddenly opened his eyes and stared intently at Chen Jinkui.

Chen Jinkui was taken aback when he saw that look, and felt an indescribable change within himself.

"Master Chen, please don't think so badly of us."

"We don't intend to do anything to our fellow practitioners in Wudang; we just want to pay our respects to the traces left behind by their ascension."

He paused, looking at Chen Jinkui, whose gaze had become somewhat unfocused and whose eyes were vacant.

The leading monk continued speaking.

"We just need to use Master Chen as an excuse to get our friends from Wudang to open their doors."

"As for the rest, those are matters within our Tantric sect, and cannot be blamed on Master Chen."

Chen Jinkui's personal disciple immediately realized that something was wrong.

Seeing that Chen Jinkui had no reaction at all, he panicked and quickly pushed Chen Jinkui.

"Master, Master, you absolutely mustn't..."

Before his personal disciple Xiao Cheng could finish speaking, Chen Jinkui looked at the disciple with a blank expression.

"Shut up!"

Xiao Cheng was startled by the unfamiliar gaze and collapsed to the ground.

"It's over..."

Seeing Chen Jinkui slowly nod in agreement, the Tantric monks looked at the mysterious monk with piercing eyes behind them and smiled smugly.

"If one's desires are too strong, one will lose control of one's mind. Such a person is not suitable for our Tantric Buddhism."

"They're practically pawns in someone else's game..."