The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

The first stop for the bandits after returning to the Huaxia Empire was to find the Zhao family in Luoyang City and demand the return of the stone statue.

In reality, the Zhao family couldn't come up with anything of substance.

They initially sent several of their clan's kings, who managed to snatch one of the stone statue's hands on Songgua Island by sheer luck.

Having been brought back for so long, apart from cutting off a piece to give to the small families who depend on them to win their hearts, this stone statue's hand hasn't served any other purpose.

Now that it has been taken by bandits, the Zhao family has no choice but to accept their fate.

Even if the king of the family were to go all out to eliminate the bandits, it would be impossible to kill more than a thousand overlords in one go.

If the bandits were to indiscriminately attack the Zhao family and their businesses and facilities, the losses would be enormous.

Paying such a high price for something that yields no results is clearly not worthwhile.

Many of the various forces that the bandits visited afterward shared the same idea as the Zhao family.

With the overwhelming force of over a thousand bandits, the opposing side surrendered without a fight.

"You just want a stone statue? Just give it to me."

These bandits are pretty good these days.

I only want the stone statue, nothing else.

Think about the bandits in history; they would never have made a wasted trip, they would have definitely emptied the family warehouse.

However, not all forces are so tactful; some are still stubborn.

As Song Feng gradually recovered and absorbed the Song Gua stone statues piece by piece.

Now, he can create fifty clones every day!

These fifty are all overlords!

Photographer, Recorder, Big Smart, Cannon, Ghost, Night King, and others have all returned one after another.

When there are many people, it becomes quite lively.

In the wilderness near Baiyun City, Magnet Brother built a steel base for everyone, serving as the headquarters of the new era's bandits.

Whenever Song Feng absorbs a fragment of the Song Gua stone statue, the headquarters will be filled with singing and dancing, a party that lasts all night, and an awards ceremony will be held.

"The Ninth New Bandit Awards Ceremony is now beginning!"

The host stood on the familiar stage, holding his golden microphone, and passionately hosted yet another awards ceremony.

The event featured advanced audio-visual technology that was dazzling to the eye.

Times have indeed changed.

Nowadays, award ceremonies are full of technology, with various laser projections, holographic effects, and AI service robots serving as attendants.

"Damn it! Monkey King won the championship again!"

"Speaking of which, we didn't even fight this time, so how come Monkey King is the champion again?"

"Monkey King's insults were really harsh. We didn't fight physically, but we certainly fought verbally. He verbally broke their defenses, and they almost couldn't hold back and started fighting us. What a pity."

"Yeah, if a fight really breaks out, we can at least steal some of their stuff. If a fight doesn't break out, it would be really embarrassing."

"Poor Cannon King, he has the ability of a Dao Body, which is a high-tech weapon of the new era, but he hasn't fired a single shot yet and is just drinking alone."

Song Feng sat quietly to the side, watching thousands of clones frolic and jump around in the huge three-story base.

"Hey Song Feng, you're really good at creating these clones, but none of them look like you at all!"

Chen Gou sat to the side, slightly tipsy, his Taoist robe covered in cake cream, probably thrown there by his clones.

Song Feng smiled.

"I have never regarded them as my alter egos; they are my comrades-in-arms, and we are comrades with common goals."

Chen Gou gave a thumbs up.

"Incredible!"

Hammer that idiot is here too.

He absolutely loves these kinds of parties and banquets.

Holding a large wine glass in each hand, he looked as if he wanted to immerse himself directly in a barrel of wine.

Pro did not attend the banquet.

He's getting old, and he can't stand young people having so much fun.

Song Feng arranged for him to be in a comfortable and safe place.

Just as the party was in full swing, the voltage in the base suddenly became unstable.

"Crackling and popping..."

The lights inside the base were flashing.

"What's wrong?"

"Magnetic Bro! Look what's going on!"

"Damn it! What are you yelling for? Am I an electrician or something?"

"Master! Look what's going on!"

As the bandits looked around, they suddenly noticed that the roof of the base had been cut open by a red laser.

The laser spun around quickly, and with a "thud," a round steel plate fell down.

A circular hole was cut in the ceiling, and seven figures dressed in high-tech armor fell from above.

Upon closer inspection, the newcomers were none other than Qian Yuehong and her team.

"Qian Yuehong? How did you find this place?"

Qian Yuehong casually tossed the cutting pen in her hand aside.

This cutting pen is already smoking, which shows how high the quality of the base that Magnet Bro made is.

"I heard you singing and dancing all the way from Beijing, do I need to look for it?"

Song Feng smiled but remained silent.

It's not surprising that they were found.

This massive steel fortress stands tall in the forest.

It was only a matter of time before it was discovered.

Song Feng never expected that the first person to come knocking on his door would be Qian Yuehong.

"Your base is really well-built; there isn't a single door, forcing us to 'break in'."

Of course, Magnet Bro's base doesn't need a door.

Anyone who wants to enter or exit can simply control the wall to create a door.

"You've come to see me?"

"Have you forgotten? I'm responsible for bringing you back to the palace."

After Song Feng returned, he appeared in nine different locations and obtained fragments of the Song Gua stone statue from nine different forces.

Everyone knows what he's going to do now.

Some have begun to speculate that Song Feng must have known the secret of the stone statues, which is why he wanted to collect them.

There were indeed people with malicious intentions among them.

However, with several powerful figures among the bandits, plus the Ten Heavenly Kings who possess Daoist abilities, no one with ulterior motives has the confidence to confront the bandits head-on.

Song Fengdao.

"Did you check?"

Song Feng refers to his first assassination attempt and the Basso Detective Agency, to which the assassin belonged.

"I've checked."

"What's the conclusion?"

"The task of investigating you came from many people, who belonged to different factions and seemed to have no connection with each other. As for the task of killing you... I can't find any information about it; they destroyed it."

Song Feng smiled.

"Then, who ordered them to destroy them? Does this company have a tradition of destroying orders?"

Qian Yuehong thrust her red-tasseled spear into the ground, and the spear stood upright.

"I know what you're trying to say: you doubt the royal palace."

"I didn't say that, but I know there's a powerful person or group of people who don't want to see Song Gua come back."

"This doesn't make sense. The Celestial Race will arrive in six months. Who wouldn't want their ancestor, Song Gua, to be resurrected at that time?"

Song Feng's gaze deepened, as if his thoughts had sunk into some kind of abyss.

"Perhaps some truths are more cruel than we can imagine."

"What do you know?"

"I don't know, but in about six months, the whole world should know."

"What riddle-maker? Alright, come with me. This is my mission, don't make things difficult for me."