Let the true energy circulate for a while

……

In a luxurious private room at the Xianglong Prince Hotel in Xincheng.

There were two bottles of Remy Martin on the table.

Wu Tianming introduced the dishes on the table with a smile.

Sitting opposite him was Zhao Zihao, a professional boxer with triangular eyes, sword-like eyebrows, a tall and robust build, and broad shoulders and a thick back.

"Mr. Wu, all commercial competitions in China are the same. I'm a rough man, so let's speak frankly."

As Wu Tianming poured the wine, he said, "Let's have a few drinks first."

Zhao Zihao said, "I don't drink alcohol; I have training tonight."

Wu Tianming didn't press the matter, maintaining a smile on his face: "The finals in Zhongzhou Province are in Luocheng. I admit I have ulterior motives for asking you to register in Xincheng."

"I will give Director Qi face. Mr. Wu, please speak frankly. I will do what I can, and I will not beat around the bush with you if I cannot."

"Great! That's awesome!" Wu Tianming was very happy. He took out a tablet, opened a video, placed it on the turntable on the table, and spun it.

"This man's name is Chen Ye. I want you to cripple him in the ring!"

Zhao Zihao was slightly taken aback: "You crippled him?"

Wu Tianming gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! Cripple him! But it has to be at the Los Angeles arena!"

Zhao Zihao watched the video for a while, his expression unchanged, and said calmly, "This Chen Ye has some martial arts background, but some of his moves look like they're staged for rehearsals. Also, his fighting skills are very amateurish!"

Wu Tianming said, "I'll arrange for an online army to hype things up and push Chen Ye to the top! You'll then launch a campaign to expose the frauds of traditional martial arts."

Zhao Zihao thought for a moment and then said, "Within the rules, I can't guarantee I'll cripple him, but I will defeat him. What's in it for me?"

Wu Tianming said calmly, "I can't guarantee the championship, but the top three are no problem. I'll take charge of the Zhongzhou Province side. Although this is a commercial competition, you should know how prestigious the top three in the province are."

Zhao Zihao smirked: "That's it?"

Wu Tianming said, "If you can break his ribs within the rules, even just one, I'll personally give you an extra 20 yuan as a thank you fee!"

Zhao Zihao was intrigued and asked seriously, "Will we fight at the Xincheng audition?"

"No! He's already qualified for the Los Angeles provincial championships! I want you in the Los Angeles boxing ring! Crush him!"

"What was his name again?"

"Chen Ye".

……

When Chen Ye returned from the preliminary selection, he had already filled out the forms and successfully advanced. His next step was to go to Luocheng to participate in the provincial competition.

Chen Jianbin is in the process of applying for leave. He insists on going with his son and the three of them can spend a few days in Los Angeles.

When Chen Ye passed by No. 13 Primary School, he stood at the school gate and looked out for a while. Through the lattice wall, he could see primary school students running on the playground, including his good brother, Er Mao.

Not only Er Mao, but also many other classmates, but it's been so long that I can't remember many of their names. It seems that their class was having a PE class, and Er Mao was playing basketball.

Er Mao, with his small frame, raised his leg to gather strength and kicked the basketball away, sending a group of elementary school students scrambling to grab it.

Chen Ye smiled. He felt he could try playing Qi Soccer. "Kung Fu Soccer is quite promising."

Or go to the Olympics, and you could easily win a dozen or so championships.

Yes, there are so many things to look forward to in the future.

An elderly woman was selling roasted sweet potatoes from a cart by the roadside. Chen Ye bought a few, intending to share them with his father when he got home.

The old town is congested with traffic.

At the bus stop, Chen Ye scrolled through his phone for a while while waiting for the bus.

#A patient escaped from Xincheng Sixth Mental Hospital!

#Urgent! Urgent! Urgent! An elderly person has gone missing from a mental hospital!

The video shows an elderly man with a completely white beard and hair, wearing a hospital gown.

Chen Ye's eyes narrowed. Wasn't this old scoundrel Ouyang? Had he escaped from the mental hospital?

An old, familiar voice rang in my ears:

"Young hero, may I ask where Luo City is located?"

Chen Ye looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man with white hair, wearing a hospital gown, clasping his hands together and asking for directions by the roadside.

Who else could it be but Ouyang Zhaoming!

A passerby looked at the white-haired old man in a hospital gown with a strange expression and asked, "Sir, Luo City is more than 400 kilometers away. Which hospital are you from?"

The white-haired old man hesitated for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist salute again: "Young hero, do you know where there are fast horses around here?"

The passerby looked him up and down, then instinctively took out his phone, intending to call the police.

"Excuse me, this is my elder." Chen Ye quickly went over, secretly pointed to his head, and gave a wink.

The passerby smiled with relief, nodded, and boarded the bus.

When Ouyang Zhaoming saw Chen Ye, a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

Chen Ye asked, "Senior Ouyang, what are you doing here?"

"I ran away!"

Why?

Ouyang Zhaoming looked around and said mysteriously, "Kid, this isn't the place to talk. Let's go."

He pulled Chen Ye and squatted down in the green belt next to them, watching the cars driving back and forth on the road.

"I can't let them take me back."

Ouyang Zhaoming glanced at the roasted sweet potato in Chen Ye's hand and swallowed.

Chen Ye took a roasted sweet potato out of the plastic bag and handed it over.

Ouyang Zhaoming took it, peel and all, and ate it voraciously.

"How long has it been since you last ate?"

Ouyang Zhaoming mumbled, "I found the jade flower. I saw it on that TV show they were talking about!"

"I've been pondering this lately. This place isn't some illusion created by inner demons, but rather another realm altogether. This is a test from my patriarch!"

Chen Ye asked, "What jade flower?"

"On TV, Los Angeles, the Great Tomb!"

Chen Ye used his phone to search for news, and sure enough, the news about the Luocheng Tomb was on the news. The footage showed many cultural relics, including a jade lotus flower that looked like an ancient ornament.

Then there's an overhead view, showing many tombs, among which one cave-like tomb stands out.

This is the place my mom went to help. Wasn't it supposed to be kept secret? How did it end up in the news?

"Yes, yes, this is it!" Ouyang Zhaoming stared at his phone screen, his eyes shining brightly.

"This is the Jade Flower, one of the Three Outer Flowers, which shares the same origin but differs in appearance from the Three Inner Flowers we cultivate!"

Chen Ye looked at him suspiciously and asked, "How do you recognize this?"

Ouyang Zhaoming's voice boomed: "I saw it in the inner realm before, it was exactly like this!"

"interior?"

Chen Ye walked to the side and dialed his mother Sun Xiaojuan's number.

"Mom, are you busy right now?" Chen Ye asked gently.

"I'm on my way to a meeting. What did your dad cook for you today?" Sun Xiaojuan's voice sounded a bit tired.

"Mom, I just saw the news about the big tomb over there. Didn't you say it was going to be kept secret?"

"Why are you asking about the preliminary progress that has been announced?"

"Which dynasty is this tomb from?"

Sun Xiaojuan explained, "It is currently speculated to be a family cemetery from the Ming Dynasty. The tomb structure and burial specifications are still under investigation. The identity of the tomb owner is not yet determined, and further excavation and exploration are needed."

Chen Ye pressed on, "Mom, there was a picture of a jade lotus flower in the news. Do you know what that is?"

"There are many more artifacts unearthed than just this one. The jade lotus flower isn't particularly exquisite in terms of craftsmanship; it's not rare among these artifacts. Oh, and tell your dad to take good care of my goldfish."

"Okay, sure."

"I have to go now, I need to start my meeting."

Ouyang Zhaoming, looking anxious, walked over and said, "Chen Ye, is that really Yuhua? I need to go to Luocheng. Do you have a fast horse?"

Chen Ye said, "That thing is now under the jurisdiction of the Cultural Relics Bureau. To be honest, after hearing what you said, I'm quite interested in it too."

"Do you still possess martial arts skills?"

"Yes, I'm here."

A raging fire blazed in Ouyang Zhaoming's eyes: "You helped me retrieve this item, and after I ascend to immortality, I will surely bestow upon you a title!"

Chen Ye was dumbfounded: "You want me to rob it?"

At that moment, a long van stopped by the roadside, and several men in white coats got out, with stun guns hanging from their waists. They looked very fierce, and one of them was holding a steel fork.

"Over there!" a caregiver called out.

Chen Ye said, "The people who are arresting you are here."

Ouyang Zhaoming said in a deep voice, "I have lost all my martial arts skills in this body. Can you lend me a hand and help me kill these people?"

Chen Ye had a headache. "You stay in the mental hospital for now. I'm going to Los Angeles. Wait for my news."

Ouyang Zhaoming's eyes flickered with uncertainty. "Alright! I believe you! I've always believed you!"

Old Kui with white hair climbed out of the green belt and walked towards the people in the hospital, raising his hands above his head as if afraid someone would shock him.

Chen Ye watched the hospital's bread truck drive away, lost in thought.

"Los Angeles, what a coincidence."

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PS: I'll update one chapter now, and there will be another chapter before 12 o'clock.