But thanks to the wartime setting, and the fact that the people of Shanghai had already weathered several major conflicts, when the dramatic shift occurred in the city, no one saw the Nationalist troops appear, so the citizens didn't erupt in any loud celebrations. They simply maintained their usual demeanor as ordinary residents, quietly going about their lives in the city. ...That is the basic situation. There are currently no defending forces left in Shanghai, and judging by the deployment of the Japanese forces in the surrounding areas.

It will likely take a day or two before any organized military units arrive, but by then, we will destroy them once again.” Chu Xuan and Wang Xia were seated in an incredibly spacious conference hall, where at least a hundred men and women were also present. Of course, the number of men far outnumbered the women. Among these attendees were wealthy magnates in their forties and fifties, police chiefs clad in uniforms, several menacing-looking Triad bosses, and even a few foreigners. In short, virtually every prominent figure in Shanghai—be it a business leader, a police chief, a Triad head, or foreign representatives stationed in the city—was gathered here.

All they knew, besides the fact that the garrisoned Japanese forces in Shanghai had suffered a devastating blow from an unknown power, was the message they received early this morning: the ones who destroyed the Japanese forces demanded an audience with them. The current year is 1398. The Second World War was raging fiercely, and the strength of the Japanese military had been somewhat verified; at least in the Asian theater, the Japanese were undeniably ranked first in power. Yet, this very army, which had made such a splash during WWII, was completely subdued in Shanghai overnight, with tens of thousands killed or captured.

Such an event could only be described as incredible. Before meeting Chu Xuan and Wang Xia, all the powerful figures of the Shanghai underworld had been speculating privately. Firstly, about the identity of the force that annihilated the Japanese garrison; and secondly, why they were summoned. These two questions completely stumped them, and the police sent by Chu Xuan were pressing them urgently.

Thus, rushing pell-mell, they managed to assemble most of the top brass before noon. After Chu Xuan delivered his opening statement, a stout man in a police uniform stood up beside him. The stout man wiped sweat from his brow with a handkerchief as he reviewed the documents in his hand and said, “Yes, yes, exactly as Officer Chu Xuan stated. We have currently captured over seven thousand three hundred Japanese soldiers and over eighteen thousand six hundred puppet troops.

In addition to selecting a batch of unarmed puppet soldiers to serve as temporary guards as Officer Chu Xuan directed, the rest of the prisoners have been confined to the former Japanese military barracks. Furthermore, we have acquired a total of various munitions and firearms…” Chu Xuan waved his hand dismissively. “There’s no need for those details… Everyone present, I know you are all influential figures in Shanghai. Whether the Japanese occupied Shanghai or the Kuomintang occupied it, it didn't greatly affect your interests.

I have no desire to engage in nationalist fervor with you over country-to-country matters. I only wish to inform you that I need to borrow your intelligence networks.” At these words, the quiet conference hall immediately erupted into noise. Because this gathering was so rushed, and Chu Xuan hadn’t intended for this meeting to be overly formal, the seating arrangement of these high-ranking figures in the hall was haphazard. Most people of similar businesses or those who knew each other sat together, and as the murmuring and commotion began, they started talking amongst themselves.

Chu Xuan remained unperturbed, silently observing the crowd until, several minutes later, the clamor gradually subsided. Several individuals among the elite spoke up simultaneously, and upon realizing they had done so, they courteously yielded the floor to a slender, middle-aged man. This middle-aged man gave Chu Xuan a polite salute before speaking. “Although this respect comes late, we thank the Officer for driving out the Japanese devils… Getting to the point, Officer, why do you need our respective intelligence networks?

Could you tell us the reason? Is it to scout the movements of the Japanese army?” Chu Xuan showed no courtesy. He seemed determined to implement the strong-arm approach he’d discussed with Wang Xia, intent on maintaining his firm stance. He stated directly, “It’s not to scout Japanese troop movements, but to track down certain items.” The surrounding people were stunned again.

They had initially assumed that Chu Xuan wanted to utilize their intelligence networks to monitor the Japanese army's movements. After all, they had just annihilated so many Japanese troops and taken control of Shanghai; naturally, they expected to face attacks and retaliation from the Japanese military. Therefore, demanding their intelligence network to track the Japanese was the best answer they could come up with. But who knew Chu Xuan would so bluntly deny it?

This immediately plunged them back into confusion. Chu Xuan continued without pausing. “Regarding the Buddha Head incident from a few days ago, I believe everyone present is more or less aware of it, correct?” A ripple went through the crowd, and the middle-aged man frankly nodded. “Yes.

We heard a tomb was discovered in Shanxi province, China. That tomb contained an ancient formation; anyone who entered died within it. But somehow, a foreigner broke through the formation, and this foreigner was carrying a Buddha Head that floated in the void. This Buddha Head is a treasure of our China.

Although we don't know how the ancients created this flying Buddha Head, it is undoubtedly an artifact of our nation. I previously sent people to track down this foreigner. Officer, are you connected to this Buddha Head?” “The Buddha Head is only a part. The complete item should be a floating Buddha statue.” Chu Xuan snapped his fingers and smiled.

“We are cultivators who have guarded this statue for generations. Because this statue holds the power to destroy the world, and before we awakened, the statue had entirely flowed into the secular world. The Buddha Head carried by that foreigner was merely one small component, and a large number of other parts have gone missing. There are only six days left before the statue's destructive power is unleashed.

When the time comes, it will activate, and this world will end. Therefore, we must…” (…He’s lying again…) Wang Xia, listening from the side, felt utterly dizzy. He never realized Chu Xuan was such a capable liar—a truly black-bellied type. Thinking back, he recalled several instances where Chu Xuan had apparently lied before, such as one time in the world of The Lord of the Rings……………In short, that’s the basic situation.

We awoke in the past few days, and when we realized the statue's destructive power was about to erupt, it was too late to retrieve and seal all the pieces. Thus, we must enlist the strength of secular people. I believe in the intelligence capabilities of everyone present—be it the underworld, merchants, police, or foreign spies—you should all be able to gather some relevant information. After that foreigner took the Buddha Head, how many factions entered that tomb in Shanxi?

Did they take parts of the statue? Where are those statue parts located now? That is everything I need to know.” After concluding his speech, Chu Xuan looked at everyone present. These individuals were, after all, upper-class figures who had received higher education and frequented high society.

After being utterly confused by Chu Xuan’s torrent of words about cultivation, sealing, destruction, and time, they were certainly bewildered. However, despite their confusion, they would certainly ask what needed to be clarified; they were not about to be fooled for nothing. A foreigner stood up. “While those Japanese prisoners serve as the best proof, please forgive my rudeness, but was it truly the two of you who destroyed the Japanese forces last night?

As a materialist, I harbor doubts about your story, and I find the Chinese rumors of deities completely impossible. To be frank, I don't believe a single Buddha statue can destroy the world. If possible, I hope you can provide some factual evidence, otherwise, I believe I will withdraw from this meeting.” “Very well, I will provide proof.” Chu Xuan was now holding a silver metal shard, and simultaneously, he communicated mentally with Wang Xia, “Wang Xia, use your demon power to control those micro-nuclear missiles… Just use three of them; their destructive power is already immense enough.” Having done this, Chu Xuan addressed the people present. “I have told you, we are cultivators guarding the Buddha statue.

If you cannot contribute to finding the statue, then there is no need for you to remain here… Cultivators do not fear the might of the mundane world, just as the proof we are about to show demonstrates. You either obey my arrangements, or you die. You will choose soon enough! Jump to