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Chapter 334: The Concerned Citizen
Inside the dormitory.
Yu Xinghan asked, “What’s going on? Why the rush? Why not just talk over the Network?”
Zhang Yu said, “I’ve found a target. I’m planning to hit them.”
Yu Xinghan blinked slightly, not immediately reacting. Instead, he wanted to know exactly who the target was.
If it were someone like Ji Yuanchi, or one of those high-level elders from the sixth or seventh layers, Yu Xinghan would’ve advised Zhang Yu to hold back—telling him to wait it out, that peace comes with patience, and that one gets used to hardship over time.
But if the target was just some low-level local from the First Layer, or a class underachiever—then Yu Xinghan would show his true colors as a brother.
“Who the hell do they think they are, messing with my brother?”
Then Zhang Yu revealed his target.
“Darkness Seed Realm,” Zhang Yu said. “I’ve found a hideout. I’m planning to hit it.”
Hearing that, Yu Xinghan exhaled softly in relief. “Ah, so it’s just a case of black-on-black. Not going after some high-ranking rich guy. That’s fine.”
“But are we two enough? Could there be strong opponents on the other side?”
Zhang Yu replied, “You don’t need to worry about that. I’ve got a reliable source. The success rate is high.”
“A reliable source?” Yu Xinghan thought to himself. “Most likely Zhang Pianpian.”
“After nearly a year of observation… this Zhang Pianpian senior really isn’t just a fantasy of Zhang Yu’s.”
As a seasoned veteran, Yu Xinghan was confident in his judgment.
“Without sterilization, living day in and day out with a woman this beautiful, this powerful… and still having no romantic feelings? There are only two explanations.”
“Either Zhang Yu isn’t attracted to women at all… or their relationship has gone beyond the bounds of romance.”
And Yu Xinghan knew full well Zhang Yu wasn’t the kind of man who didn’t like women.
“Whatever their relationship is—doesn’t matter to me.”
“Still, if it’s Zhang Pianpian—this Spellcraft Department prodigy—then is Zheng Shen the one behind the move against the Darkness Seed Realm?”
Recalling how Zhang Yu had stood with Zheng Shen during the battle against Wang Yin in the First Layer, Yu Xinghan grew even more certain.
“Helping Zheng Shen clean up the field… black-on-black… then there’s no issue.”
In a flash of thought, Yu Xinghan felt he’d figured it all out. He nodded.
“Fine. I’m in.”
With that settled, Yu Xinghan left the dorm to go back to work.
Not long after, Le Mulan arrived.
Hearing Zhang Yu’s plan, she frowned. “I heard the people from Darkness Seed Realm… they’re ruthless, deranged killers. There’ve been reports of civilians being kidnapped, forced to farm, then murdered to cover it up.”
“Hitting them… the risk is too high.”
Le Mulan sighed. “Zhang Yu, can’t we just stick to selling seeds? Be honest, hardworking, and safe?”
Zhang Yu said, “Le Mulan, today I’ll teach you one thing: in Kunxu, you can’t afford to take risks recklessly—but you can’t afford to take no risks either. No one gets rich without sudden windfalls. In Kunxu, if you just stick to the straight and narrow, you’ll never rise.”
He continued, “I can’t tell you the details now. Just tell me—will you join?”
“If yes, I’ll fill you in. If no, just pretend this never happened.”
Zhang Yu knew asking her to decide like this was tough—she had no clue, walking blind into a choice. But he also knew this was unavoidable.
In matters like these, no one ever gives full disclosure in advance. It’s all about trust between comrades.
Just as he trusted Zhang Pianpian, Le Mulan now had to make her choice based on nothing but faith.
Le Mulan looked at Zhang Yu, memories flashing through her mind—especially the moment Zhang Yu fought Wang Yin in Songyang City. She remembered how right it had been to lend him money for the Foundation Establishment.
She decided to trust Zhang Yu once more.
“Then I’m in.”
Meanwhile, on the other end, Zhang Pianpian reviewed the communication logs between Yu Xinghan and Le Mulan, and silently thought: “Looks like it’s all good.”
“Funny… my little brother always has this unique aura—slightly out of place among others, yet somehow drawing trust from everyone around him.”
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The day of action.
Zhang Yu and Yu Xinghan entered the Hui Long Garden construction site as usual, posing as students from the Civil Engineering Department.
Le Mulan entered as a tourist.
At the same time, Zhang Pianpian maintained contact with all three, providing support through the Ling Realm Network.
Zhang Yu’s mind raced through the plan.
This time, the three of them would act as concerned citizens—working with Zhang Pianpian to expose a flour manufacturing den.
And as for how much flour they ended up seizing? Well, that would be entirely up to them.
To make it work, they’d have to ensure not a single survivor remained.
As they reached the hidden passage, Zhang Yu said, “We’re here.”
Zhang Pianpian replied, “Wait—let me open the door using their Eye Armor.”
“But once I do, they’ll be alerted.”
“I’ll temporarily block the surveillance and the Ling Realm Network. You’ve got five minutes to deal with them.”
In an instant, the wall before them trembled—and then burst open with a crash.
Zhang Yu said, “I’ll go in first.”
He surged forward, his body wreathed in a violent surge of martial energy, vanishing into the darkness.
The internal layout of the hideout had already been sent to them by Zhang Pianpian—Zhang Yu had memorized it countless times.
And now, a glowing arrow appeared before him, guiding his way.
“First thing after breaking in: secure the goods. Prevent them from destroying the stock.”
As Zhang Yu raced forward, a swarm of gang members emerged from the shadows, unleashing a barrage of colorful martial energy, fists, and palm strikes aimed directly at him.
After all, this was the most dangerous trade—torture, execution, murder—routine. Seeing an intruder appear out of nowhere, they attacked without mercy.
But in the air, streaks of humanoid energy flashed—Beilong Fanyue Hand, Dragon-Elephant Crushing Mountain Palm, Wuji Yunshou—all striking in rapid succession.
Not one of the gang members got close.
Each was blasted backward by a forceful impact, their bodies shattered against the walls, limbs twisted, blood splattered.
Zhang Pianpian warned, “Besides one Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the place, the rest are just Qi Condensation level. Remember—no survivors.”
As Zhang Yu pushed deeper, every resistance point crumbled under a single blow, reduced to pulp.
The remaining gang members recoiled in terror.
When Zhang Yu reached the warehouse, a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness.
Zhang Pianpian: “He’s here.”
Above the shadow, a large red cross appeared—along with a message: Foundation Establishment. Hold him.
With a thunderous boom, a five-meter-tall giant burst from the darkness, colliding head-on with Zhang Yu.
The hideout erupted into chaos.
“Enemy attack!” someone screamed.
“Why can’t I connect to the Network?!”
Others sprinted for the exit—only to be knocked back by a single punch from Yu Xinghan.
“Yu Xinghan! Zhang Yu’s locked onto the Foundation Establishment. You take care of everyone else inside!”
Yu Xinghan stepped forward. In his Eye Armor, every enemy in the hideout was marked with a red cross—crystal clear.
He chuckled softly, then vanished in a blur.
Where he passed, blood and flesh exploded in violent bursts of energy.
As Yu Xinghan advanced deeper, another group of gang members fled down a side passage—only to be struck by a wave of energy, freezing instantly, their bodies cracking as they collapsed, dead on the spot.
“Le Mulan, stay at the entrance. Stop anyone from escaping.”
“Once Yu Xinghan clears the rest, you three join me in finishing off the Foundation Establishment.”
The giant, watching his subordinates fall one by one to Yu Xinghan’s wrath, roared, “Who the hell are you?! Do you know who protects this place?!”
“If anything happens here, backup will arrive in minutes. You’re dead!”
Crackling explosions echoed around him as more humanoid energy forms flashed past—each strike mimicking the attacks of a Foundation Establishment master.
Though his strength far surpassed theirs, the attackers seemed endless. Each time one was shattered, another emerged.
The giant drew in a deep breath. His heart armor pulsed violently—preparing to ignite the burn-heart mode, unlocking a full-power burst of his ultimate martial art.
But then, his Eye Armor flashed with a flood of withdrawal notifications—his account balance plummeting.
“What?!”
Fear Spell—Activated!
Seeing his funds vanish in real time, the giant felt a sharp pain in his chest. He froze—stunned.
Before he could realize it was all an illusion, a barrage of messages flooded his vision:
Jin Gang Xuan Zao — Master-crafted spirit armors. Your best choice.
Longhun Workshop — Excellence through focus.
Xin Chuang Medical — New installment plan for medical treatments…
Advertisement Spell—Activated!
The flood of ads overwhelmed his view. The real world vanished behind a wall of commercial messages.
At that moment, Zhang Yu struck from behind.
Burning with the accumulated power of Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin, he unleashed a single palm strike—devastating, brutal.
Puff!
The giant spat blood. He swung back with a palm—but only shattered an illusionary energy form.
And then, a chilling cold surged through the impact, piercing deep into his body. He shivered violently.
Just as Zhang Yu and the giant clashed, the remaining gang members were all wiped out.
Yu Xinghan and Le Mulan joined the fight, forming a pincer around the giant.
The giant roared like a caged beast, unleashing a storm of palm strikes in all directions.
Zhang Yu stood at the front, blocking wave after wave with layered barriers of energy, his constitution holding firm against the onslaught.
Yu Xinghan activated the Full Concentration state of the Tianwu Cultivation of the Heart Scripture. To his Third Eye Ability, time slowed to a crawl.
With that vision, he could effortlessly mimic the giant’s moves.
But instead of copying, he simply ran the technique through his mind—identified the flaws in the form—and struck with precision.
Meanwhile, Le Mulan stepped back, sweat glistening on her palms—rich in medicinal power, cooled by her martial energy. She hurled each strike with icy venom, injecting cold poison and healing energy into the giant’s body with every blow.
Watching her two roommates, Zhang Yu thought: “We all have the same Dao Seed… but our paths differ.”
“Compared to Chain Law Diagram enhancements, the Dao Seed is more like a potential—how powerful it becomes depends entirely on how the user develops it.”
(End of Chapter)
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