The Supreme Wild Young Master-Chapter 595: Start the War Directly_1

In the biochemical research base, the battle was still raging.

The two biohumanoids were like machines, tireless and not taking into account the consequences, brutally attacking like crazed beasts.

"These things are really tough to deal with."

After a few exchanges, Zhang Xian felt the formidable strength of the biohumanoids.

In terms of power, he could easily overwhelm the two biohumanoids and claimed an unbeatable position. However, the relentlessness of the biohumanoids was somewhat frustrating.

They didn’t care about life or death, felt no pain, and were natural-born war machines.

Having the upper hand in strength wasn’t enough, for even with a slight advantage, one could eventually be worn down by the biohumanoids.

"President Mo, can Mr. Zhang defeat these two biohumans?" Jiang Yuanyuan, watching the battle from a distance, asked with a heavy heart.

Mo Shaoyun smiled and reassured her, "Don’t worry, these two biohumanoids are not a match for Zhang Xian. If he’s taking time, he’s just trying to judge how savage these biohumanoids are."

"I see!"

Jiang Yuanyuan sighed a relief, commenting, "Mr. Zhang is really impressive."

"Yes yes yes."

The woman nodded repeatedly, "Throughout my life, I’ve never met anyone as formidable as him. And yet, Mr. Zhang is just a young man in his early twenties."

Mo Shaoyun just smiled and didn’t add anything.

She didn’t completely understand Zhang Xian’s abilities, but had a fair idea. That man always had ways to surprise people.

"Bang... Bang..."

Zhang Xian suddenly made his move and sent the two biohumanoids flying.

This time, both of the biohumanoid’s heads collided with the wall, exploded instantly, and couldn’t rise again.

"Is... is this their end?"

In the room, the team leader and several researchers saw the battle reach its conclusion. The two biohumanoids had their brains blown out. Their faces turned pale, their legs involuntarily shaking.

"Not coming out?"

Zhang Xian approached the window, looking at the people inside, commented ironically, "Great job, you all, conducting experiments on human bodies, impressive."

The researchers remained silent in the face of Zhang Xian’s scathing remark.

"Bang..."

Zhang Xian punched, and the hardened glass immediately shattered like a spider web and crashed to the ground.

"Uh..."

Although they knew Zhang Xian was strong, they couldn’t help but take a deep breath when they saw him shatter the tempered glass with a single punch.

"You all deserve to die."

Zhang Xian flashed into the room, killed everyone present with a wave of his hand.

These people were conducting experiments on human bodies, their deeds enraging both man and God. Killing them was letting them off too easily.

"Why did you kill them all?" Mo Shaoyun asked.

Zhang Xian understood what Mo Shaoyun meant, "As representatives of the gods, these bases are not connected. I’ve tried many times already, there’s no need to ask more questions."

"How do you know without asking?" Mo Shaoyun countered.

Zhang Xian laughed, "If this were a large base, I would definitely ask. But with such small bases, we would waste time just by asking."

Mo Shaoyun reasoned, "You mean it’s useless to target these small bases if we want to take down the emissaries of the gods?"

"Hmm..."

Zhang Xian nodded, "To find the trouble of the emissaries of the gods, we must find the large base. Only such places would have connections with each other. Small bases, just do their own thing."

...

After resolving Fuyong Village’s matter, Zhang Xian didn’t linger, and returned to Tiandu the next day.

New Year’s Eve was nearing, and he had plenty of work to be done, not to mention a host of personal matters to attend to.

Originally, he planned to invite all the girls’ family members over for the New Year’s Eve. But after some thought, he decided not to, feeling it would be too much trouble.

Even though the families of the girls already knew about their relationships, acknowledging it is one thing, gathering together is another. In modern society, such gatherings would be regarded as inappropriate.

After some deliberation, Zhang Xian decided to visit the families one by one after New Year’s Eve.

The girls, seeing no other options, agreed. They accompanied Zhang Xian on his hectic schedule.

That day, the weather was quite pleasant.

The chilliness of the past few days started to fade, and the temperature gradually rose. The golden sun sprinkled down, and the earth seemed to wear a smile.

"Ah, finally it’s all done."

As they left Zhu Qing’s house, Fu Meiting laughed, "Bouncing back and forth through this period has worn me down, everyone was so enthusiastic, it’s a bit overwhelming."

"Yeah, I feel like I’ve put on a bit of weight." Dong Qian pouted, "I’ve eaten too much these past few days, I’m bursting every day."

Xiao Nan laughed, "Who told you not to control your mouth?"

"Absolutely not."

Dong Qian explained, "The uncles and aunts were too enthusiastic. It was impolite of me to refuse their treats, I had no choice but to eat!"

Yao Rao laughed, "I totally understand that cannot refuse the enthusiasm of those uncles and aunts. If we stayed for another moment, it would have become embarrassing."

"You guys, don’t be smug when you get something nice."

Zhang Xian gave a wry smile, saying: "With your current strength, there’s no way you’ll gain weight. Isn’t it easier to maintain your current figure?"

"That’s true!"

Dong Qian awkwardly admitted, "I actually forgot about that. If I had known, I’d have eaten more. I can’t be too hard on myself."

"Ha, who stopped you from eating?"

Zhu Qing laughed, "Why not stay at my place for a few days before you go?"

"Eh, I’m not going."

Fu Meiting shook her head continually, "Your parents are so hospitable, I would feel too embarrassed."

"Sigh..."

Zhang Xian bitterly chuckled and shook his head, full of emotion, "These days, hospitality is considered a mistake, and some people are really hard to please!"

"Dead Zhang Xian, what do you mean?" The girls glared at him with fierce eyes.

Zhang Xian gave a dry laugh and started running away like mad.

"You stop right there."

The girls stared blankly for a moment, then chased after him, grinding their teeth in anger.

...

Inside the borders of Huaxia, atop an unnamed mountain peak, within a majestic great hall.

A monk with a shaved head, a slightly plump body, and a cassock sat in the main position. On his left and right, several figures sat in sequence, each with a frowned brow.

Since the end of the last auction, most members of their Ancient Sects had gone missing. More than a month had passed and not a single clue has been found.

The missing individuals seemed to have evaporated from the earth. No matter how they searched, there was no trace of them.

"Master Wu Hui."

A middle-aged man in a white robe turned his head to the monk and asked, "What do you think about this matter?"

"Yeah! It’s been more than a month now." Others also turned to look at the monk at the head of the table.

Within the Ancient Sects, the strength of the Buddha Temple is currently the strongest, and they generally do not participate in disputes. Generally speaking, when something happens in the Ancient Sects, other sects will consult the Buddha Temple.

Of course, it’s not that they respect the Temple, but they want the Temple to stick its neck out for them. If it comes to competition, they will not fall behind the Buddha Temple.

"This matter, is not easy to say."

Master Wu Hui sighed, "Actually, you probably all know who did this. Currently, we haven’t found any clues about the whereabouts of the missing individuals, nor do we have evidence that the God’s Spokesperson did it. If we go to them to get our people back, I’m afraid we won’t have sufficient reason, and they may not pay us any attention."

"Hmm, Master Wu Hui is correct, confronting them directly is certainly impossible."

The master of the Broken Sword Sect nodded, "However, only the God’s Spokesperson would dare to cross us Ancient Sects. That organization has been growing rapidly recently. Although we didn’t pay much attention to them before and haven’t officially investigated them, I’ve heard about recent incidents."

"Hmph ..."

The master of the East China Sect snorted, "Such a small organization dares to aspire to dominate the world, utterly laughable."

"Ha ..."

Master Wu Hui laughed, "The God’s Spokesperson is indeed somewhat greedy, which is against nature!"

"Everyone, it’s not our place to discuss the intentions of God’s Spokesperson. However..."

An old man cupped his hands together, "Shouldn’t our top priority be to find our missing disciples? Right now, we don’t even know how they’re doing."

"Hmm ..."

Master Wu Hui nodded, turned to the crowd and asked, "Have any of you come up with a plan? Or perhaps have a better understanding of God’s Spokesperson? We’ve been busy searching for the missing and haven’t had time to investigate God’s Spokesperson. This organization still remains a mystery to us."

"I have a plan, but I don’t know if you’ll agree."

The master of the East China Sect said, "Since we already know that God’s Spokesperson is responsible, why don’t we confront them directly?"

They all questioned in chorus, "Direct confrontation?"

"Correct ..."

The master of the East China Sect nodded, "Whether we have evidence or not, the mere fact they dare to show off in our Huaxia is reason enough for us to cause trouble for them."

"I think this method is feasible."

The master of the Broken Sword Sect agreed, "We’ve identified the target, there’s no need to wait. They dared to capture our people, it’s clear that they intend to act against us. Rather than sitting here waiting to die, we might as well go on the offensive. At the very least, it may expose some of their secrets and weaken their forces."

"You want to declare war against God’s Spokesperson?" Master Wu Hui laughed.

He knew that they had this intention before they came here. Their so-called ’discussion’ was just a ploy to drag the Buddha Temple into it.

"Exactly."

The master of the East China Sect nodded, "Of course, if the master has a better idea, we’d be willing to hear your suggestions."

"What do the rest of you think?" Master Wu Hui asked.

After a mutual glance, they simultaneously replied, "Given the current situation, we have no other choice."

"Amitabha ..."

Master Wu Hui clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist phrase, then said: "Since you have made your decision, I should not say anything more. If you want to fight, the Buddha Temple will not lag behind." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Great ..."

The master of the East China Sect excitedly struck the table, "Since we all agree, let’s give God’s Spokesperson a good fight."

"So the fight begins."

Next to Master Wu Hui, a monk laughed, stood up, walked to the back, and took out his phone to dial a number, "Lord Zhang, I have some news to tell you. Are you interested?"

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