One person said: The essence of Wuhou Qimen lies not in Qimen, but in Wuhou.

Feng Zhenghao adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a professional smile of admiration playing on his lips. He thought to himself, "If Gong Qing were to go into business, he'd definitely be a commercial tycoon who thrives on conceptual financing!" Since the leadership wanted to establish a benchmark for compliance, his Tianxia Society wholeheartedly supported it!

……

Lu Ci's one eye drooped, his heart churning with emotion.

He was shocked by Gong Qing's incredible comeback, and subconsciously glanced at his great-grandson Lü Liang to his right.

These younger members of Quanxing are all ruthless. How will my little beast survive later?

……

Tian Jinzhong, in his wheelchair, stared blankly at Gong Qing, who was kneeling on the ground.

After three years of living and working together, the young sect leader in front of me, who was full of passion and righteousness, and the humble and obedient little Taoist boy Xiaoyuzi, who served tea and water, seemed to have been separated into two different people.

Tian Jinzhong's throat moved, and finally he closed his eyes bitterly, no longer uttering a word.

……

Ding Shian crossed his arms, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

Well done, junior brother! You always seem so listless, but I never expected you to have such a spirit to change the world. I'm rooting for you!

……

Lu Liang, sitting next to Lu Ci, was completely numb at that moment.

Amidst my admiration, all that remained was a frantic sense of self-preservation—Holy crap! Gong Qing redeemed himself by relying on two thousand years of cultural heritage and his anti-Japanese war merits. What am I going to use to protect myself later?!

……

In the main seat.

Zhuge Ming gently picked up the white porcelain teacup, skimmed off the foam, and a barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

If Gong Qing's eloquence were used in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, he would have been a powerful and shrewd debater capable of controlling a region.

Using Yang Zhu to suppress the Celestial Masters sect and using the War of Resistance against Japan to silence the four major families, a purge of evil sects in the martial arts world was transformed into a political achievement project of "rescuing and repairing intangible cultural heritage and endangered traditional culture"!

Most importantly, he placed all the old men present on a moral high ground, and no one dared to contradict him to his face.

The time is right.

Zhuge Ming put down his teacup with a crisp sound, and looked at the entire room with a serious expression:

"Comrades, Comrade Gong Qing's report just now was very insightful and of high moral character!"

Zhuge Ming interlaced his fingers, adopting the standard leadership speaking posture: "Quanxing, as a folk cultural school that has been passed down for two thousand years, has been led astray by some unscrupulous people in the course of history, but the fact that it has been able to be passed down to this day itself shows that there is an extremely special vitality in its cultural core."

According to statistics from relevant departments, the scattered independent cultivators and unregistered members of the Quanxing sect across the country constitute the largest and most loosely organized group in the world of supernatural beings.

This is an objective fact, and also a huge hidden danger to social governance!

Zhuge Ming, with his sharp eyes, surveyed the crowd: "It's better to guide than to block."

To protect our outstanding traditional cultural heritage, and more importantly, to thoroughly eradicate the feudal dregs and violent cancers that cling to it, we must join hands! Since Comrade Gong Qing has made a solemn pledge and is determined to change course and lead the entire organization back on the right track, I believe the organization should provide him with some room for trial and error and opportunities for reform!

With a slight change in tone, Zhuge Ming smiled and said, "Of course, we are having a democratic consultation meeting today, which emphasizes democratic centralism and will never allow one person to make a unilateral decision."

The historical problems left by Quanxing in the world of the supernatural are deeply entrenched and difficult to resolve, and must be jointly addressed by the cultural leaders present here today.

As a staff member of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism, I'd like to state my position on behalf of the government: I agree to give the opportunity to pilot the full compliance reform, with coordinated supervision from a national special working group. Why not give it a try?

Having said that, Zhuge Ming calmly raised his right hand.

The leader himself raised his hand!

Gong Qing suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming with wild joy, and his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled!

The elders around the octagonal table were perfectly aware of the situation.

Now that the highest decision-maker has set the tone, anyone who disagrees is going against national policy, and even more so against the "righteous cause of resisting Japan" and the "inheritance of traditional culture"!

All eyes involuntarily fell on the face of the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei.

The old master let out a long sigh, and a serene look of having seen through the world slowly appeared on his face, which resembled the gnarled roots of an ancient tree.

He didn't say a word more, but calmly raised his withered, large right hand.

The leader of the righteous path agrees!

"Snapped!"

Lu Jin raised her hand with a cold face.

"I completely agree with Zhuge Liang's visionary leadership!"

Wang Ai practically rushed to raise her hand, her face beaming with smiles.

"The Lü family approves."

Lü Ci raised his hand expressionlessly.

"The World Society firmly supports the leadership's decision!"

Feng Zheng laughed heartily like a spring breeze, raising his right hand high.

Even Tian Jinzhong, who was in a wheelchair, nodded slightly.

It passed unanimously!

Ding Shian and Lü Liang, standing to the side, shrank back, feeling that they didn't even have the right to raise their hands, simply awestruck by the dramatic twists and turns of this political game.

"Thank you, leaders! Thank you, all the senior advisors and elders!!"

Gong Qing was so excited that he trembled all over, bent his knees, and made as if to kowtow again.

"Hey, Comrade Gong Qing, stop."

Zhuge Ming raised his hand and pointed lightly in the air, his tone a mix of laughter and scolding as he criticized: "I was just praising you for your improved ideological awareness, how come you're back to this feudal superstition of kowtowing and bowing? Stand up! We live in a new society now, and practice is the sole criterion for testing truth."

No matter how eloquent the words are, they must ultimately be put into practice.

Use your actions to prove to the organization and the public that you are worthy of trust.

Go back to your original seat.

"Yes! I will obey orders without question!"

Gong Qing responded respectfully, wiped the blood from his face, and obediently sat back in his chair, his back ramrod straight.

Zhuge Ming picked up his pen, made a mark on the red notebook, then capped it and turned his gaze to the two remaining people below him.

His gaze passed over Ding Shian, who was pretending to sleep with his arms crossed, and stopped directly on Lü Liang, who was curled up in a ball.

The meaning couldn't be clearer—the case of the acting leader of Quanxing is closed; now it's time to settle scores with the two of you.

Ding Shian looked calm. He joined Quanxing purely to find masters from all over the world to compete with and verify the Great Dao. He had no criminal record, had never killed innocent people, and had never touched the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. He was a typical "martial arts fanatic" and was very confident.

But Lü Liang felt like his whole body was about to crack!

With his messy little mushroom haircut, he met Zhuge Ming's all-knowing, deep eyes and felt the hairs on his body stand on end!

"No way! Of the three war criminals from Quanxing, Gong Qing has been elevated to a reform pioneer, Ding Shian is essentially just a henchman, and I'm the only one left—a traitor to the Lü family and an accomplice in stealing corpses and memories! If I keep playing dead, those two machine gunners outside will shoot me dead in the next second!"

The will to survive instantly overcame fear. Lü Liang gritted his teeth, snapped his right hand up, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Reporting to the superior! I have something to report!"

Zhuge Ming, seated in the main seat, raised an eyebrow slightly, a playful smile playing on his lips.

This guy truly lives up to his reputation as one of the toughest villains in the original story; he has an incredibly keen political sense.

"Speak," Zhuge Ming said calmly.

As if grasping at the last straw, Lü Liang suddenly stood up.

He didn't even dare to look at Lü Ci's single eye beside him, which seemed to want to devour him. His hands were pressed tightly against his thighs, and his voice, with the tremor unique to young men, was unusually firm:

"Reporting to the leader! My name is Lü Liang, and I am... a direct descendant of the Lü family, a family of extraordinary individuals."

The head of the Lü family sitting over there is my great-grandfather!