Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

Hearing the system notification in his mind, Zhuge Qi was not surprised.

To deal with a cunning old fox like Wang Ai, you have to use magic to defeat magic, and use the red tape and division of responsibilities within the system to crush his privileges.

"Section Chief, that move of yours was absolutely brilliant! I saw that old man Wang's face turn green!" Ma Hong leaned forward, giving a thumbs-up with admiration. "But, do we really have any kind of liability waiver? I've never seen such a document before."

Zhuge Qi glanced at him and turned the A4 paper in his hand over.

Ma Hong and Xiao Li went over to take a look and were immediately dumbfounded.

That's not a guarantee at all; it's clearly the back of yesterday's "Analysis Report on the Movement of Personnel at the Stadium," except that someone has casually drawn a huge turtle on it!

"Section Chief...you..." Xiao Li's mouth dropped open, his worldview once again shaken.

"This is called combining deception and reality; all's fair in war." Zhuge Qi casually crumpled the A4 paper into a ball and accurately tossed it into the trash can five meters away. "Wang Ai, that naturally suspicious old fox, would never dare to look at a document closely when he's angry. As soon as he hears the words 'hundredfold compensation' and 'responsibility to the person,' he'll subconsciously feel that it's a trap."

Zhuge Qi turned around, patted the shoulders of the two security guards who were still somewhat dazed, and said earnestly:

"Remember this: from now on, you need to stand tall and assertive when working for the company. As long as you follow the rules and regulations, even if the King of Heaven himself comes, the company will protect you. Understand?"

The two employees, their eyes red-rimmed, suddenly straightened their backs and shouted, "Understood! Thank you, Section Chief!"

"Go on, continue the patrol." Zhuge Qi waved his hand, then lowered his voice to Ma Hong, "Old Ma, tell the brothers. These next two days, keep a close eye on Wang Bing with all the surveillance cameras. That kid suffered such a huge loss, and given his personality, he definitely won't swallow this. I bet he'll do something cruel and dirty during the competition to get his revenge."

"Understood, Section Chief! As long as he dares to show his face, I will definitely expose him clearly and make it an ironclad case!" Ma Hong patted his chest knowingly.

"Let's go, let's go check out the front stage." Zhuge Qi straightened his tie. "There's a big show this afternoon, my proud and arrogant cousin is probably about to take the stage."

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, as the sun began to set in the west, the area around the No. 2 main arena on the front of Longhu Mountain was completely surrounded by a large crowd.

What is about to take place here is a key match in the third round of the knockout stage.

Zhuge Qing, a genius from the Wuhou School, faces off against Wang Ye, a lazy Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain.

In the audience, the screams of the female supernatural beings almost lifted the roof off the Celestial Master's Mansion. Zhuge Qing, dressed in a smart casual outfit, stood on the left side of the arena, his signature fox-like eyes narrowed and a calm smile on his lips.

Opposite him, Wang Ye, sporting two heavy dark circles under his eyes and his hair casually tied in a Taoist bun, yawned listlessly, as if he might fall asleep on the stage at any moment.

Zhuge Qi sat in the VIP seat with the best view, with Dou Le and Xu San and Xu Si sitting next to him.

He ignored the noisy atmosphere around him and focused his gaze on the seemingly unsuspecting Wudang Taoist priest.

"Section Chief, who do you think will win this match?" Dou Le cautiously inquired. "Zhuge Qing is your cousin, and Wuhou Qimen is infamous among the younger generation. As for that guy named Wang Ye, I've never really heard of him in the world of supernatural beings before."

"Director Dou, you can't judge a person solely by their reputation." Zhuge Qi held his thermos cup, his tone calm. "Reputation is given by others, but true strength lies within yourself. In this competition, my cousin will most likely have to pay his dues."

"Oh? Section Chief Zhuge doesn't think much of his own people?" Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring, somewhat surprised. After all, in his opinion, Zhuge Qing's strength was definitely one of the top contenders in this tournament.

Zhuge Qi did not answer, but simply stared quietly at the arena.

With the referee's shout of "Start!", the atmosphere in the ring instantly changed.

Unlike before, Zhuge Qing did not immediately display arrogance and domineering attitude. He recalled the earnest admonition his cousin Zhuge Qi had given him at the inn yesterday afternoon.

"What he has mastered is something that could overturn your understanding of Qimen Dunjia..." His cousin's words echoed in Zhuge Qing's ears.

Zhuge Qing took a deep breath, abandoning all his contempt. He swiftly formed hand seals, and an invisible Qimen formation instantly unfolded beneath his feet, directly enveloping the entire arena.

"The character '巽' (Xun) - Wind Rope!"

"Separation from the Word - Crimson Serpent!"

His first move was a combination spell of the five elements, a raging wind carrying fierce flames that formed a gigantic fire dragon that roared and swept towards Wang Ye. This power was several times stronger than when he eliminated his opponent that morning!

A gasp rippled through the audience; such speed and power in casting the spell were terrifying among the younger generation.

However, faced with the oncoming fire dragon, Wang Ye could only scratch his head helplessly and sigh:

"Hey, you forced me to do this, Zhuge Qing."

Wang Ye then lightly stomped his foot.

There were no complicated hand seals, no incantations, and not even any signs of prior planning.

An invisible magic array, several times larger and infinitely more profound than Zhuge Qing's Qimen Formation, instantly unfolded with Wang Ye at its center!

"Gen character · Kunlun!"

Wang Ye didn't even move a step. Just as the fire dragon was about to touch his body, the air in front of him seemed to freeze instantly into an invisible, towering mountain. The ferocious fire dragon crashed into "Kunlun" and shattered instantly, turning into countless sparks that dissipated into the air.

Zhuge Qing's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size!

"This is impossible! I clearly set the central palace. In this formation, I am the master of the directions! How could you possibly use the Gen character spell directly in my formation without following the directions?!" Zhuge Qing's voice was filled with undisguised shock.

As a successor of Wuhou Qimen, his understanding of Qimen is deeply ingrained.

In Qimen Dunjia, one must determine the central palace and then, based on one's own position and time, borrow the power of the five elements between heaven and earth.

This is an ironclad rule!

But the king before him completely ignored this law!

Wang Ye looked at the shocked Zhuge Qing, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, before slowly saying, "Zhuge Qing, you are indeed a genius. But your so-called Qimen is merely following the laws of nature and borrowing the power of heaven and earth. As for my Qimen..."

Wang Ye slowly raised one hand, and the magic array beneath his feet began to operate wildly, releasing a terrifying aura that seemed capable of manipulating the very fabric of heaven and earth.

"I am the direction, I am the fortune. Time, space, and the interactions of the four elements are all determined by me."

"This is Feng Hou Qi Men!"

Upon hearing this, all the knowledgeable people in the room gasped in shock.

The Eight Extraordinary Skills! Yet another of the Eight Extraordinary Skills has appeared!

Zhuge Qing stood there, his mind buzzing.

He felt that the sorcerer's pride, which he had built up since childhood, was shattered in this moment by the other party's nonchalant words.

If it were the Zhuge Qing from the original novel, he would probably be unable to accept this shocking blow that overturned his understanding, and would risk his life to forcibly use the forbidden technique of the Wuhou Sect, ultimately damaging his Dao heart and falling into extreme self-doubt.

But at this moment, after a brief shock, Zhuge Qing suddenly recalled his cousin Zhuge Qi's calm and composed face, and his words of teaching as clear as morning bells and evening drums:

"What I want is for you to broaden your horizons and gain wisdom at this conference. I want you to see with your own eyes this world of extraordinary people that is undergoing dramatic changes... Only those who can take things on and let them go are true members of the Zhuge family."

Zhuge Qing slowly loosened his clenched fists.

He looked at Wang Ye, who seemed to control the creation of heaven and earth, and exhaled a deep breath.

The confusion and resentment in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a clarity that came from breaking free of some mental shackles.

"So that's how it is... There really are such miraculous and unorthodox techniques in this world. There are always higher levels to reach; the ancients were right."

Zhuge Qing's lips curled into a smile again. This time, the smile lacked the arrogance and conceit of the past, replaced only by a sense of composure and relief.

He took a step forward, and amidst the astonished gazes of thousands in the audience, Zhuge Qing respectfully clasped his hands in a junior's salute to Wang Ye:

"Master Wang Ye, I have learned a great deal from your Feng Hou Qi Men technique. I accept defeat wholeheartedly in this round."

"Referee, I concede."

Silence! Deathly silence filled the entire hall!

No one expected that this highly anticipated battle, which was originally thought to be a clash of titans, would end with Zhuge Qing's decisive, even elegant, surrender.

Wang was stunned. He had prepared for Zhuge Qing to launch a fierce counterattack, even to the point of fighting to the death. He had even thought about how to subdue his opponent without seriously injuring him.

But he never expected that this proud and arrogant martial arts genius would actually... give up like that?

"Are you... are you alright?" Wang asked uncertainly, fearing that the other person had gone crazy from the shock.

"What could possibly be wrong with me?" Zhuge Qing laughed nonchalantly. "Losing to such a supreme technique is nothing to be ashamed of. After returning, I will go into seclusion to cultivate diligently. Daoist Wang Ye, thank you for your guidance. Farewell."

After saying that, Zhuge Qing turned around and jumped off the stage, leaving the audience with a dashing departing figure.

In the VIP stands, Zhuge Qi watched this scene with satisfaction, picked up his thermos, and took a big gulp of goji berry water.

"Ding! The host's teachings have been detected, successfully altering the fate of the genius Zhuge Qing, saving him from damage to his Dao heart and greatly elevating his state of mind."

"Congratulations, host. The cohesion of the Zhuge family has greatly increased, and the fortune of the Wuhou faction has shifted."

"Reputation points +5000!"

Current reputation level: LV4 (20800/100000)

"This kid has finally grown up." Zhuge Qi chuckled. At this moment, his sense of accomplishment as the "old leader" was even stronger than when he personally beat up the Ten Elders.

Just then, Wang Ye on the arena seemed to sense something. He raised his head, his gaze passing over the layers of people, and landed precisely on Zhuge Qi in the VIP stands.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Zhuge Qi did not dodge. Instead, from a distance, he raised his stainless steel thermos to the Wudang Taoist who had mastered the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, smiled slightly, as if offering a toast.

When Wang Ye saw the smile of the young cadre in a suit holding a thermos, his heart skipped a beat. A sense of dread, even stronger than when facing the old master, that came from the depths of his soul, instantly spread throughout his body!

The wind on Longhu Mountain seemed to stand still at that moment.

On the second main stage, Wang Ye stared blankly at the young man in a suit in the stands who was raising a thermos cup to him.

For some reason, on this bright summer afternoon, a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

As a sorcerer who has mastered the Feng Hou Qi Men and can deduce the trajectory of all things in the world in the inner vision, Wang Ye's perception of "fate" and "cause and effect" is more acute than anyone else's.

In his eyes, everyone in this world carries a different colored aura of destiny, whether strong or weak, bright or dark.

But Wang Ye saw nothing in that man named Zhuge Qi.

The other person sat there, with no fluctuations of Qi around him, and his smile was as gentle as that of a neighborhood committee director on a grassroots inspection.

But deep within Wang Ye's spiritual senses, that location seemed to harbor a colossal, primordial beast lurking at the bottom of an abyss. That extremely restrained, terrifying aura was firmly locked within his body by an incredibly profound state of mind, not a single trace leaking out.

"Who exactly is that guy in the suit?" Wang Ye swallowed hard, his brows furrowing deeply. He had vaguely heard that a new head of the Extraordinary Persons Affairs Department had joined the company, and that he was decisive and efficient. He had even run into Lü Ci and Wang Ai at the mountain gate a few days ago.

However, in Wang Ye's previous predictions, the only variables in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony were Zhang Chulan and the Old Celestial Master; Zhuge Qi was not even in his divination!

A variable completely outside the scope of Feng Hou Qi Men Dun Jia calculations?

Wang Ye's curiosity and sorcerer's instincts were fully aroused.

He stood on the noisy arena and slowly closed his eyes.

"I refuse to believe that there is anyone in this world who cannot fathom the mysteries of Feng Hou Qi Men," Wang Ye thought to himself. He then focused his mind, his consciousness instantly sinking into the absolute realm that only high-level sorcerers could enter—the Inner Realm.

Inside the inner realm lies an endless void. Here, sorcerers can expend their own vital energy to pose questions to the heavens and earth, and the heavens and earth will provide answers in the form of "fireballs."

The greater the causal relationship involved in the problem, the stronger the opponent, and the deeper the impact on the world, the larger the fireball will be, and the more terrifying the cost of breaking the fireball to obtain the answer will be.

Wang Ye sat cross-legged in the void of the inner realm, took a deep breath, and silently prayed, "Zhuge Qi, what is this person's fate? Will it bring good or bad fortune to me and to the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the void inside the scene began to tremble violently!

Wang Ye originally thought that even if Zhuge Qi was the real power behind the company, at most a fireball the size of a millstone would appear.

Even when investigating a key figure like Zhang Chulan who possesses the Qi Source Flow, the fireball, though large, was still within the visible range.

However, the next second, Wang also realized in despair that he was wrong, and terribly wrong!

No fireball appeared in the dark void ahead.

What appeared was a sun!