Stuck on the highway, I just flew home on my sword!

Deep in the maple forest of the Western Hills in the northern suburbs of Beijing.

On the surface, this is a red sanatorium that is not open to the public, but in reality, it is the highest command center of "Dragon Pavilion," a special organization in China that maintains order.

Three hundred meters underground, in the strategic analysis room.

On the huge holographic screen, a video clip titled "High-Speed ​​UFO" was playing repeatedly.

The image has been processed using technical means to slow it down and sharpen it a thousand times.

The blurry silver light was peeled away layer by layer, finally revealing a chilling truth: it was neither a new type of aircraft nor alien technology, but a human standing on rusty iron plates.

The meeting room was filled with smoke.

A dozen or so elderly men dressed in Zhongshan suits sat around a round table. The atmosphere was so oppressive that the faint sound of the ventilation fan blades turning could be heard.

Any one of them, if picked out at random, would be a towering figure who could make the entire ancient martial arts world tremble.

"The technical department has ruled out the possibility of special effects compositing."

The elderly man sitting at the head of the table tapped the table, his voice somewhat hoarse, "So, the video is real."

"Some people have broken the sound barrier with their physical bodies alone and possess the ability to manipulate objects against gravity."

"absurd!"

An old man with a fiery temper slammed his hand on the table, leaving a half-inch deep handprint on the solid wood surface beneath his palm. "I have practiced martial arts for sixty years and am now at the Heavenly Gang Realm. Even if I unleash my full power of true energy, I can only glide between buildings for a hundred meters."

"Flying on objects? That's something only mythical land-based immortals do!"

"Even the legendary 'Shattered Star Realm' powerhouses couldn't do that," another elder added. "Unless the Western superpower world creates some S-class or higher wind-type mutant."

"Whatever it is, the presence of this uncontrollable factor within China's borders is the biggest hidden danger."

The first elderly man stubbed out his cigarette, his gaze sharpening. "Based on the trajectory calculations, the target finally disappeared near Qinghe Town in Jiangnan Province."

"We need to send someone to make contact and determine whether the other party is friend or foe."

"Who's going?"

A brief silence fell over the meeting room.

Sending an ordinary investigator to a mission of this level would be like sending a lamb to the slaughter, while sending an old guy would easily arouse the other side's suspicion or even hostility.

"I'll go!"

A clear and melodious sound suddenly broke the silence.

The conference room door was pushed open, and a girl wearing a loose white tracksuit and with her hair tied in a high ponytail walked in.

She had a lollipop in her mouth and was twirling a specially made alloy tactical pen in her hand, looking like a college student who had just skipped class.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the tense lines on the faces of the masters present softened unconsciously.

Angelica dahurica.

The strongest genius of the younger generation in Dragon Pavilion, he has already reached the peak of the Steel Bone Realm at the age of only twenty-three. He has a naturally keen sense of spirituality and is recognized by Dragon Pavilion as both a "mascot" and a "human radar".

"Little Baizhi, stop fooling around." The first old man smiled helplessly. "The opponent's strength is unfathomable, and he is extremely dangerous."

"Oh dear, Grandfather, it's precisely because it's dangerous that I'm being asked to go."

Bai Zhi hopped over to the head of the table in a few steps, took the lollipop out of her mouth, and smiled with her big eyes turning into crescent moons. "You seniors have too much murderous aura about you. You scare people away before you even get close."

"I'm different. I look so harmless that the other party definitely won't make a move right away."

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her rather large chest, trying to demonstrate her "approachability".

The masters present exchanged glances, and had to admit that what the girl said made sense.

"And I have 'telepathy'."

Bai Zhi pulled out a bronze compass resembling a pocket watch from her pocket and shook it triumphantly. "As long as the other party uses that special energy, I can pinpoint their location accurately."

"I'm just going to Jiangnan Province for tourism. I heard that the crab roe buns there are especially delicious."

After a moment of contemplation, the pavilion master finally nodded.

"Granted."

"Remember, the task priority is: first, confirmation and identification; second, covert observation."

"Conflicts must be absolutely prohibited unless absolutely necessary."

"If the other party shows hostility..."

The sect leader paused, his tone turning serious, "You are authorized to use 'Dragon Abyss' permissions to request satellite orbital strike support."

"Don't worry, don't worry, you can rest assured I'll handle things!"

Bai Zhi gave a very poor salute, then turned and ran out, her ponytail swinging back and forth behind her head.

"Jiangnan Province, Flying Sword Monster... Hehe, this young lady is here to catch you!"

……

The following morning, in Qinghe Town, Jiangnan Province.

This usually quiet town is unusually lively because the Spring Festival is approaching.

Bai Zhi, carrying a huge hiking backpack and holding a cup of milk tea, wandered aimlessly down the old street.

She had been wandering around town for two hours.

The bronze compass remained completely silent, showing no reaction whatsoever.

"Could that flying man have just been passing by?"

Bai Zhi bit the straw somewhat dejectedly, her cheeks puffed out.

Just as she was passing by a café called "Peninsula".

The compass that I had been carrying in my pocket suddenly trembled very slightly.

Although it was only for a moment, Bai Zhi's keen senses instantly detected this unusual fluctuation.

It was an energy frequency she had never seen before.

Pure and vast, it is completely different from the true energy of ancient martial artists, carrying a sense of coolness as if it came from the heavens.

"Got you!"

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up. She quickly threw the empty milk tea cup into the trash can, straightened her collar, and pretended to be a passing customer as she pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop.

The wind chimes rang out crisply.

There weren't many customers in the café. Bai Zhi found a corner seat, ordered a lemonade, and began to quickly scan the café through the gaps in the menu.

The compass needle was spinning wildly, finally settling on a booth near the window.

There were three people sitting there.

A woman with heavy makeup and a young man with dyed yellow hair playing on his phone.

There's another one...

Bai Zhi's gaze fell on the man sitting opposite her.

The man was wearing an ordinary black casual outfit, which made him stand out from the people around him.

Although he was handsome, he had a lazy air about him as he idly stirred his coffee.

He even looks a bit like a corporate slave who just got off work.

"Is it him?"

Bai Zhi looked at the compass in her hand with some suspicion.

This doesn't look like the kind of expert who can break the sound barrier with their bare body.

Could it be that they've concealed their presence?

Bai Zhi decided to remain still, pricked up her ears, and quietly activated the ancient martial arts practitioner's "listening to the wind" skill.

The next second, the conversation from the booth over there clearly reached her ears.

Then, the Dragon Pavilion's top investigator almost spat out the lemonade in his mouth.

This is hardly a meeting of unparalleled masters.

This was clearly a blind date that looked like a car crash.