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Chapter 1066: 543 Sorry, I love you! (4600)

“Door Organization? These vermin haven’t died off yet?”

Next to him, Otto’s eyes beca sharp, “During the trip to Immortal Island two years ago, the entire Secret Martial Arts World of the Hong Li Empire was mobilized, massacring them to the point where barely one in ten survived, bringing them on the brink of collapse. I didn’t expect that in such a short period of ti, the Door Organization would dare to appear right under our noses…”

“How bold…”

“It’s not boldness but reliance. No organization, no matter how foolish or overconfident, would expose themselves in such a weakened state.” Casio, holding a white porcelain cup in his hand, slowly walked to the window.

He sipped the warm tea, enjoying the copious cool air filled with steam, as he gazed through the window at the golden sunlight and the glittering lake surface.

“The return of the Door Organization could an only one thing.”

Casio’s eyelids drooped darkly, pausing slightly in his speech, “Xiadu.”

Hearing this na, Otto and Fog Man, forrly the four Commanders of the Clinic and now two of the four Great Elders of the Magical Golem Sect, exchanged glances. Both could see the silence in each other’s eyes, as well as a hint of wariness hidden beneath.

Xiadu, the leader of the Door Organization, also its most mysterious existence. But no one dared to ignore him, nor did anyone dare to underestimate him. It was because every Deputy Leader of the Door Organization was an Extre Fighter Level master at the peak! In an era, there might be only a handful of beings in the whole world capable of reaching the Extre Fighter Level of strength.

And, the Deputy Leader of the Door Organization consistently held one of those spots.

This was one of the reasons why the Door Organization was known as the most dangerous organization.

If every Deputy Leader was an Extre Fighter, what level would the leader be? The one with the biggest fist had the final say. Not to ntion a leader like Xiadu, who was as elusive as a dragon, typically leaving the organization’s operations in the hands of the Deputy Leader. Xiadu had to be an incredibly strong master!

About the Door Organization’s leader Xiadu, there have always been rumors. So say he is immortal, a fairy that drinks human blood, a forever-living monster. So say that each Deputy Leader was actually different, just inheriting the na Xiadu. Others claim that in fact, there is no one nad Xiadu in the Door Organization, nor does the position of leader exist. The Deputy Leader of the Door Organization is the true leader, and the position of leader is just for show.

True or false, false and true, it’s completely indistinguishable.

Of course, this was the ssage circulating outside. Otto and the Fog Man learned about Xiadu mainly through Casio. Whatever Sect Master said was absolutely correct and needed no doubt. Therefore, the Door Organization’s leader Xiadu truly existed! And moreover, he was a trendous threat!

The Magical Golem Sect that erged out of thin air was thriving and expanding its forces rapidly, not just within the Hong Li Empire but all over the world. Yet, the Door Organization, with Xiadu, still possessed a power that the Magical Golem Sect regarded with caution. With Xiadu previously out of sight and no cause for concern, his seeming readiness to step into the light now raised imdiate vigilance.

“Blood mist, I’ll leave this matter to you. Detach so of your subordinates to thoroughly investigate what the Door Organization has been up to in the past six months…” Casio turned around, his gaze fixed on the Fog Man.

“Yes!” The Fog Man nodded sharply, accepting the order.

“You go ahead, the sooner the better.”

Casio drained his cup of tea and handed the white porcelain cup to Otto who was waiting beside him. Fog Man acknowledged with a clear affirmation and imdiately turned to leave. The mont he stepped out of the building, he transford into a blood mist bat.

He soared into the sky, leaving behind a parabolic trail of tailfire.

In the study, by the window, Casio withdrew his gaze and spoke.

“Let’s go, Otto. Let’s see this School called Southern Crane Fist…”

“The remaining parts of the Qi Seal Inscription thod indeed helped solve a not too big or too small problem for the Magical Golem Sect…” He spoke while striding towards the door.

Opening the door, he left the building and headed into the distance.

Half an hour later, a stack of tattered pages of secret techniques appeared in Casio’s hands. The pages rustled as he flipped through them, with many contents flowing through his mind like running water.

Just now, he had t with several people from the Southern Crane Fist Style. Everyone from the Southern Crane Fist, young and old, was excited. The lone elder was excited because he saw the hope of the revival of their style, as the Demon Figure Gate Master of the Magical Golem Sect had actually appeared before them. This clearly signified the importance they held, and that the secret techniques the Magical Golem Sect sought one and a half years ago were of great importance!

The younger generation of the Southern Crane Fist was thrilled to et their idol, or rather, their revered example, to be more precise. Following the close of the International Exchange eting, Casio’s na began to spread throughout the world. Afterwards, through several events that accelerated its progress, the Magical Golem Sect’s influence expanded, and the Secret Martial Arts World developed briskly among the common people.

This turned Casio’s reputation to its height, never ceasing to be prosperous.

It can be said that younger secret martial artists and those who had co into contact with Secret Martial Arts in the past two or three years were all zealous worshippers of Casio. Especially so civilians who practiced the simplified techniques of the Southern Dipper were all regarding everything related to the Sect Master as their model, treating it as hallowed.

If you think about it, if in an ordinary world you suddenly learned that in the darkness there was a terrible monster that fed on humans, and your life might vanish at any mont, just like fish at on a cutting board, subject to the slaughter at will. Despair, confusion, and a profound sense of powerlessness. But at that ti, an arm reached out fiercely from the vortex to pull you, and even handed you a gun and a sword. Allowing you to grasp power, take hold of your own destiny, and struggle against the monsters. How could such a favor ever be repaid?