"Not easy to transport, is it? No matter." Ronnar's fingers danced across the holographic screen on the desk, and a series of deep rumbles echoed from beneath the mountain. Qin Fen recognized the sound of the power core—a Titan-class super-heavy transport, capable of carrying ten Red Lotus Phantom Mobile Armors simultaneously, boasting immense internal volume, and classified as a carrier-based transport.

It was a large carrier-based transport used by the military fleet for planetary landing, characterized by its high flight speed and exceptional stability, adaptable to various weather and climate conditions.

The roaring sound slowly traveled through the mountain mass. Ronnar's fingers continued their intricate movements as the thick mountain walls parted sideways. Several twelve-star martial artists, approaching sixty years of age, jumped down from the opening. Observing their gait, it was clear they possessed the raw, untamed strength characteristic of those who practiced the ancient martial art known as the Nine Oxen and Two Tigers Strength.

While their overall combat power might not rank among the absolute elite, their sheer brute force was perfectly suited for these heavy lifting and moving tasks.

Their efficiency was in no way inferior to that of regular soldiers; one could see the faint shadow of the military in them. Clearly, these men had all served in the armed forces previously, and the residue of military bearing remained etched in their physical presence.

Expensive equipment was swiftly and carefully being moved piece by piece, deepening the confusion in Qin Fen's mind: What kind of entity was the Genesis Society? Based on the information gathered so far, major Federation powers permitted their existence, yet they seemed deliberately constrained, subtly suppressed from further expansion.

Why was that? The character for 'mountain' engraved between Qin Fen's eyebrows deepened. Based on the current situation, the Military Department must also have some ties with the Genesis Society. Did that mean the military personnel who had contact with the Society back then was Zuo Dongting?

"Qin Fen, all the data you requested has been prepared for you." Ronnar's usually calm eyes began to gleam again with a spark of excitement. His gaze naturally locked onto the corpse Qin Fen held—a specimen from a powerhouse like this was infinitely more potent than any of the Eight Immortals of the Cave, exponentially so. "I am genuinely looking forward to the capabilities this person you intend to save will possess after becoming a 'Bug Martial Artist.' Do not disappoint me!"

Qin Fen tossed the corpse of the Nachi to Ronnar. Watching the host of Mount Tianwang casually take the body and ascend into a small fighter craft, he said lightly, "Dr. Ronnar, do you happen to know a man named Chen Feiyu?"

Ronnar pursed his lips. "I dislike remembering names. Does he have any distinguishing features?"

"Less than half the appearance of an ordinary person, with the talent of the Sun Iron Bone..."

"Oh?" The broken frames of Ronnar's spectacles, perched on the bridge of his nose, shifted slightly up and down several times. "That discarded product we deliberately let go? Is he still alive?"

"Of course. Living very well." A hint of killing intent entered Qin Fen's smiling eyes. "If my friend knew I was meeting a high-ranking figure from your Genesis Society, he would certainly want me to convey his gratitude to you. Please pass along that he dreams of you every night and is eager to find time to visit."

Qin Fen remembered vividly what the Genesis Society had done to Chen Feiyu in the Golden Triangle. Only because of Du Peng's involvement was it inconvenient to kill Ronnar immediately, but some words still needed to be spoken.

"He still thinks of us? What a pity..." Ronnar sighed, shaking his head. "Letting him go that day was precisely to see if human emotion and spirit—unlike what some people imagine—could lead to a breakthrough, to shattering that bottleneck, purely through rage. He wasted several years of our observation. As for what happened to his sister, you could say the Genesis Society did it, or you could say we didn't. Ultimately, it falls under the Genesis Society's doing. If you seek revenge, we await you anytime."

Qin Fen stared coldly at Ronnar, listening to what sounded like a deliberately convoluted statement yet one that Ronnar readily claimed responsibility for: "Wasted several years of your time? I believe when you meet him again, you will find your patience was far too insufficient back then."

Ronnar was already seated in the aircraft, a hint of skepticism flickering in his eyes. "What? Did he break through? Has he achieved Rebirth through Blood Exchange and reached True Innate?"

"He has completed the Marrow Replacement and Great Innate Nest stages," Qin Fen stated calmly. "I trust you will meet again soon. Provided your Genesis Society has more than just this one base on Saturn."

Ronnar slowly sealed the cockpit hatch. His eyes held no fear, only flickering anticipation and admiration. "I look forward to it. I truly look forward to it, I eagerly await it!"

With a final word of anticipation, Ronnar’s aircraft shot away at high speed. Simultaneously, small planes zipped out in succession—all the research personnel from the base departed in their emergency escape vehicles. Qin Fen boarded his own aircraft and turned back to look at Lu Dongbin and the other remaining individual standing in the base, showing no inclination to board a flight.

Their eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between them.

Qin Fen offered no words of persuasion. Lu Dongbin was a powerhouse in his own right; he possessed the inherent dignity expected of a martial artist specializing in rigorous, powerful techniques. He would not betray Tianmen over this operation only to immediately pledge allegiance to another faction. If Lu Dongbin joined the Military Department because of this event, he would cease to be Lu Dongbin, and no longer the foremost expert in fierce martial arts.

"Qin Fen!" Lu Dongbin stood at the edge of the mountain, facing the sharp, cutting gale, watching the transport bay slowly close. He shouted, "We are clear now! Neither of us owes the other anything! The next time we meet, I will certainly demand justice from you for the lives of the Eight Immortals of the Cave companions!"

Qin Fen looked back at Lu Dongbin. After the trial of the Life-and-Death Pill and this fierce confrontation, if Lu Dongbin survived this ordeal, his power would certainly have advanced significantly by their next meeting. In the past, Qin Fen might have chosen to eliminate loose ends completely, but this man acted with honor and integrity—a rare true warrior he had encountered since beginning his path. "I will wait for you," Qin Fen nodded faintly, casually raising his arm. A burst of palm energy shot out just before the cabin door sealed, causing Mount Tianwang to shudder violently once more. The age-old stone began to crumble.

Tons, tens of tons of rock shattered from the summit, cascading down the mountainside. In an instant, the uppermost section of Mount Tianwang vanished entirely! Only He Xiangu, Lu Dongbin, and the now mindless Lan Caihe remained suspended in the air, serving as the only testament to the aircraft pilots that this spot had once held the highest peak on Saturn:

Mount Tianwang.

"Is this the strength of a peerless expert?" The Genesis Society pilot shook his head repeatedly in disbelief as he flew away, sighing. No wonder Dr. Ronnar spoke of reaching the realm of a Great Martial Arts Master being akin to humanity achieving godhood—such a massive, solid peak couldn't withstand their strikes. No wonder martial artists of that caliber could become the hidden emperors of a planet. Lu Dongbin watched the departing transport, saying quietly, "He wanted to tell me that, as I stand now, I am still not qualified to be the world's foremost master of fierce martial arts? I have memorized the essence of that punch. It’s a shame we met too late; we can never be friends in this lifetime."

He Xiangu stared silently at Lu Dongbin. The Eight Immortals of the Cave and Tianmen were bound by a shared spirit. Though perhaps not all were as close as brothers, they had watched over each other for many years; this camaraderie could not be abandoned.