423: Chapter 270: Kill Him Until Blood Flows Like a River!_2 423: Chapter 270: Kill Him Until Blood Flows Like a River!_2 The old man was surprised this ti, looking at Tang Fei with a puzzled expression and said, “Xuanyuan Mingjing achieved enlightennt by vanquishing evil spirits, which bears a remarkable similarity to the grand vow of the Womb of the Earth Bodhisattva, ‘not attaining Buddhahood until Hell is empty’…
Didn’t he tell you?”
“Master rarely speaks,” Tang Fei responded.
“He definitely wouldn’t discuss such matters with .”
Given Xuanyuan Mingjing’s personality, how could he possibly boast in front of his disciples about how incredible he was back in the day…
People boast about what they lack.
If it was Tang Fei, he would have long flaunted it, wishing for eight hundred people to write his biography.
“My Struggle!”
“Becoming a God in Ghost Prison!”
“How Grand Masters are Made…”
——
He had even thought of the titles for his biographies.
He just needed Kan Pin to break through and beco a Grand Master.
“Xuanyuan Mingjing never pretends to be mysterious, yet he is incredibly low-key.
Since taking over as the White Crane Academy Director, he seldom leaves the mountain and cares even less for worldly affairs.”
Tang Fei looked at the old man, teasingly said, “I rarely see you praise soone with such effort…”
The old man snorted coldly and replied, “There are many in the world who fish for fa and complints, mostly diocrities.
What’s there to praise?
If he truly was capable, I wouldn’t stint praise.”
“Xuanyuan Mingjing shines across the galaxy, a natural talent in Martial Arts…
If you could advance to Grand Master, I’d debase myself to lick your stinky feet every day.”
Tang Fei glanced at the old man and said, “Keep dreaming.”
The old man was willing, but he was not.
He couldn’t bring himself to do such disgusting acts.
“…”
“Fine, fine, I know you hate evil and uphold justice without bias,” Tang Fei spoke.
“I’m not here to discuss how excellent the Grand Master is, I’m here to ask what I should do next?
Continue to toil hard at the academy?”
The old man shook his head and said, “Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles.
The Grand Master letting you act freely shows he also intends for you to experience the world.”
“Experience the world?” Tang Fei asked.
The old man nodded and responded, “Yes.
With your current strength and realm, you can start doing so work.”
He also harbored other thoughts; Tang Fei had been practicing and breaking through within the academy, indeed his strength had increased significantly.
But when would he be able to take his revenge?
He must enter the world, interact with others, gain power, and have his own loyal followers.
Only then could he reach their desired goal in the quickest ti…
Remaining on White Crane Mountain, unless he beca a Grand Master and then found an opportunity to storm the Phoenix Palace and eliminate all the Zhongs…
Leaving was still an uncertainty.
Strength, more than just advancing in realm.
It also required people willing to die for you.
“What should I do?” Tang Fei asked.
The old man pondered for a mont, then said, “The army would be the best place, but unfortunately, it’s a peaceful era now, making it extrely difficult to achieve military exploits.”
“Moreover, after several rounds of purges, all the elite armies are filled with mbers of the Royal Family and the nine major families…
As a commoner, you would find it hard to rise quickly.
Taking command of an army would be even harder.”
“You have enmity with the Shen Family, and the Royal Family doesn’t trust you enough to let you hold a high position and command troops.”
“Moreover, you can’t stray far from the palace to join the troops…”
“Why?” Tang Fei asked.
“That place devours people without spitting out their bones,” the old man explained.
“They would find it too easy to erase you from the world.
Any excuse could send you on a mission from which you might never return.”
Tang Fei nodded in agreent, saying, “Then I’ll just stay in Phoenix City.”
Tang Fei was a man with a clear understanding of himself; he knew he was handso and proficient, but he would never get so arrogant as to think he was invincible.
A single twig breaks easily, and two fists can’t fight against four hands.
As a refugee from the Old Land, entering the faction-ridden army, any one of them could crush him.
Soldiers have an absolute duty to follow orders, even if they send you on an extrely dangerous mission.
Obey, and die.
Refuse, and still die.
He could almost imagine the dangers and difficulties he would face after entering the army.
Moreover, with the Shen Family’s influence on the Imperial Army, there was only a dead end for him once he joined.
Was there still hope for the Shen Family’s rcy?
“Zhong Daolong had once arranged for you a position as deputy captain of the imperial guards, which is important, but not important enough…” The old man looked at Tang Fei and seriously analyzed, “What is important is that this position was personally arranged by Zhong Daolong, which ans you are considered a legitimate mber of the Royal Family.”
“But, the imperial guards are ultimately just the private soldiers of the Royal Family, responsible for the safety of Royal Family mbers.
The responsibility is significant, but the power at hand is not much.”
“Moreover, Chen Fenglei has been at Zhong Daolong’s side for decades, managing everything in and out of the Royal Family so tightly.
With him watching over you, it would be extrely difficult to accomplish sothing.”
“Just tell the outco directly,” Tang Fei looked at the old man, trusting his judgnt, and said, “Where do you want to go?”
“The Monitoring Bureau.”
“The Monitoring Bureau?” Tang Fei expressed astonishnt.
He had dealt with the Monitoring Bureau before because of Bai Wuxin’s case, and had even been surveilled by them for a good while.
The old man actually wanted him to go to the Monitoring Bureau?
The old man’s gaze was deep, and his voice coldly said, “The Royal Family and the nine major families have a facade of harmony, but there are undercurrents flowing within Phoenix City…”
“Zhong Daolong wants to weaken the power of the nine major families, and the Monitoring Bureau is the best choice.
The Director of the Supervision Institute, Yan Wenli, was also personally promoted by him as a trusted direct subordinate.”
“For years, Yan Wenli has been biting people everywhere like a mad dog, but his position remains as stable as Mount Tai because of the support from the Royal Family above him.”
“They want a knife, so you enter the fray and turn into the sharpest blade, killing until the river runs red with blood.”
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Lu Zhiyong had co back without notice; he walked over and knocked on the doorfra, reminding, “Si Yu is here.”
Tang Fei had used Lu Siyu’s birthday celebration as a pretense to secretly visit the old man at the Lu Family.
Now that it was getting late, the birthday party should be about to start.
The old man glanced at Tang Fei and said, “Go ahead.”
“Aren’t you going out to say hello?” Tang Fei looked at the old man and reminded, “Today is her birthday.”
The old man remained silent.
How could he not know his own daughter’s birthday?
But, what would he say after going out?
Wish her a happy birthday?
How could many years of abandonnt and indebtedness be nded with just a ‘Happy Birthday’?
The pain he had caused her was too deep and too heavy; could she possibly be happy?
Since his return, he had never seen Lu Siyu smile.
Perhaps the child could no longer smile.
It seed as though Tang Fei had seen through the old man’s thoughts and soon brought him under the eave of the corridor.
He looked at Lu Siyu and smiled, “The old man wants to say sothing to you.”
Lu Siyu stood expressionlessly in the yard, wearing black-rimd glasses, and donned in faded jeans and a black hoodie.
Even on her birthday, her outfit was no different from any other day.
How could a child without parents possibly beco a princess?
Hearing Tang Fei’s words, her gaze shifted toward the old man.
Her expression was skeptical, yet her eyes carried a sliver of hope.
But, thinking of his actions, his disposition, and his consistent treatnt of her…
She reassured herself internally, it’s okay, no matter what happens, it’s all okay.
The old man’s gaze was deep as he looked at Lu Siyu, his own flesh and blood, his biological daughter.
When he had left, she was only three years and two months old, just about reaching his knee…
Now she had grown up and inherited his excellent genes, becoming the most talented chanic among the younger generation of the Lu Family.
She had grown up.
“Today is your birthday…” The old man’s voice was hoarse, and the man who would remain unflinching even if Mount Tai were to collapse unexpectedly showed a rare trace of nervousness and fear as he softly said, “Happy Birthday.”
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