Zhendan's Number One

The Grand President wants to see me?

Luo Jun was also startled by those words.

Who is the Grand President? He is naturally the founder of the Yuan Cultivation Society. He has been the number one Ascension Expert in the Zhendan cultivation world for more than a hundred years and is still the top master of the Ascension Realm today. He is known as one of the three great masters of the Main World, along with the Pope of Xiluo and the Gold Emperor of the Federation.

Of course, out of national pride, Wan Guiyuan is considered far superior to the other two in domestic forums, the world's number one... Anyway, these three have never fought each other over the years, so there is no evidence to prove who is stronger or weaker, it all depends on the mood of netizens.

But no matter what, such a being is definitely far stronger than Luo Jun now. Even if he really has the qualifications to fight against Feather Transformation, as Old Yuan believes, facing such a world-class opponent is like an infant fighting a fighting champion, there is no comparison at all.

"Wan Guiyuan wants to see Luo Jun?" Old Yuan looked at Mu Lanshi: "Isn't he in Closed Door Cultivation?"

"The Grand President has just emerged from seclusion." Mu Lanshi took out a slip of paper. "He also said that he was afraid you wouldn't believe Old Yuan, so he specially wrote a note for me to give to you."

Old Yuan frowned, and took the document with some skepticism. On it, written in bold, flowing calligraphy, was a line of words. "Enough talk, bring that kid to see me!"

Old Yuan was speechless, his eyebrows trembling, and after a long pause, he finally managed to stammer, "It's that old bastard's handwriting and tone..."

With that, Old Yuan crumpled the note into a ball and tossed it aside. "Then I'll go with him!"

Mu Lanshi smiled slightly and took out another slip of paper. Old Yuan took it and saw that it was still Wan Guiyuan's handwriting.

"No, let him do it himself!"

Old Yuan raised an eyebrow. "This old fellow, he even guessed that?"

Mu Lanshi handed over another note.

"Try calling me 'old bastard' again!"

Old Yuan snorted coldly and looked at Luo Jun: "Then can I at least give him a few words of advice?"

Mu Lanshi handed over another note.

"Let's get straight to the point and get to the point!"

"Okay, okay!"

Old Yuan waved his hand impatiently. "Luo Jun, come with me!"

The two left the conference room and went to a secluded spot, where Old Yuan casually set up a Soundproof Barrier.

"Master, do you think the Grand President might be able to see through my true strength?" Luo Jun asked.

Old Yuan nodded. "It's not a possibility, it's a certainty!"

Luo Jun: "Then do you have any methods to help me hide it?"

Old Yuan shook his head. "There's nothing we can do. That old man wants to gauge your strength; there's no way to defend against it!"

"What do we do then?" Luo Jun was also dumbfounded.

"Now, let's not think about hiding anymore..." Old Yuan sighed. "I thought that old man would be in Closed Door Cultivation for a few more years, and even if you made a name for yourself and attracted his attention, I should have a way to deal with it. I didn't expect him to suddenly emerge from seclusion today and specifically ask to see you..."

"Just tell the truth whatever they ask. The Body Tempering Art and the God Relic might be big deals in other people's eyes, but in that old man's eyes, they're nothing special." Old Yuan shook his head. "Be sincere, and be especially careful not to let him sense that you have antisocial or unstable tendencies. He shouldn't... make things too difficult for you."

"It should be... too much..." Luo Jun looked at Old Yuan with a complicated expression. "Why do you sound so uncertain?"

"There's nothing we can do..." Old Yuan shook his head. "That guy's abilities are already beyond the bounds of the rules. Secular laws, ethics, and morality can no longer restrain him. It's not surprising that such a person would do anything; no one can guarantee anything..."

"So I guess I'll just have to leave it to fate?" Luo Jun blinked.

"Listening to fate is useless; we have to listen to Old Wan." Old Yuan shook his head, and finally took out a small pouch from the Hundred Treasure Box and poured out an arrowhead.

"Take this with you," Old Yuan sighed. "If things really get desperate, show this; at least it might save your life."

"That serious?" Luo Jun took the arrow blankly. Although the material was of excellent quality, no information appeared when he scanned it with his spiritual energy. It was obviously just an ordinary item. The fact that it could be put into the Hundred Treasure Box must be because of the pocket.

"I hope I'm overthinking it..." Old Yuan sighed. "Remember what I said, go..."

After removing the Soundproof Barrier, the two returned to the conference room door, where Mu Lanshi was already waiting. She said goodbye to everyone and then led Luo Jun away.

The central castle of Yuandu was not only antique in its exterior design, but its interior decoration also exuded classical charm. The two slowly walked forward on the floor paved with some kind of wood. The staff they encountered along the way would make way for Mu Lanshi and greet her, and Mu Lanshi would smile and nod in return.

"Sister Mu is highly respected," Luo Jun tried to strike up a conversation.

"No..." Mu Lanshi smiled slightly, "It's just that my colleagues at headquarters are very friendly."

"This isn't just a matter of friendship," Luo Jun said. "I heard that Sister Mu is Tier B Clerk? That must be a very high position in headquarters, right? So young, truly remarkable!"

"I'm just handling some routine work." Mu Lanshi smiled at Luo Jun, "Young talents like you, who can solve difficult tasks, are the backbone of the association in the future."

"What are your daily tasks like?" Luo Jun asked.

"That's a lot of work," Mu Lanshi. "From conveying orders from superiors to taking care of the president and elders' daily lives, from organizing files and records to handling paperwork, the entire Yuan Cultivation Society's operation is basically centered around Yuandu, and Yuandu's operation is supported by a large number of officials."

"So, Sister Mu must have frequent contact with the Grand President?" Luo Jun tried to probe, "I wonder what the Grand President's temperament is like? What does he like? What does he like to hear?"

Mu Lanshi smiled gently, "The Grand President Profoundly Powerful, a man of a thousand faces, and everyone's opinion of him may differ... You can only confirm for yourself with your own eyes what kind of person he truly is... We've arrived."

As they spoke, the two arrived at an elevator. Strangely, there was only an up button in front of the elevator doors, and no down button.

"This is the elevator that goes directly to the Grand President's Office." Mu Lanshi pressed the button, and after being confirmed by the camera, the elevator doors opened.

"The Grand President only said he wanted to see you, so I won't go up with him." Mu Lanshi took a step back, gestured for him to enter, and watched Luo Jun walk in before the elevator doors slowly closed. The elevator ascended unusually smoothly. Luo Jun sniffed, "Why is there a smell in the elevator? Like spices? Food? A mixture of many different foods?"

Just as he was wondering what was going on, the elevator stopped, the doors opened, and a spacious office appeared before Luo Jun.

To be honest, unlike the magnificent, palace-like scene he had imagined, this office, though large, was not particularly special in terms of decor compared to other places in Yuandu; in fact, it was rather simple. However, the biggest difference was the huge dining table in the center of the office, piled high with all sorts of food—delicacies from land and sea, chicken, duck, fish, and meat—everything imaginable. And behind this mountain of food, the sound of smacking lips could be heard.

"Excuse me..." Luo Jun stepped out of the elevator and tapped the wall next to him. He found it to be extremely hard. Although it looked the same as the other places, it was clear that the materials used here were extraordinary!

"Here comes Little Luo?" A muffled voice came from behind the pile of food. "Come on, sit over here."

Luo Jun frowned slightly. He couldn't sense any oppressive aura in the room, and the person speaking to him seemed to be just an ordinary person.

Luo Jun simply lowered his guard, even withdrawing his inner energy, and walked forward confidently, bypassing the mountain of food piled on the table, and saw the person hiding behind it.

This is a short, stocky man who is feasting. He has a round belly, a hairless round head, and his eyes are narrowed into slits. His chubby little hands are holding a roast suckling pig and gnawing on it with gusto. Half of the pig's head is already stuffed into his mouth...

Three... three people and one pig?

"President Wan?" Luo Jun asked with some doubt.

The fat man, still chewing on a pig's head, nodded. Luo Jun was speechless; he never expected that the world-renowned Wan Guiyuan would have such a face.

Huff!

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Wan Guiyuan bit off half a pig's head in one go, swallowing it almost without chewing, and choked. He tilted his head back, his round face turning bright red, as if he couldn't breathe.

Luo Jun stepped forward and patted him on the back, but Wan Guiyuan waved his hand and pointed to the side. Luo Jun turned his head and saw a glass of Ice Cola. He quickly took it and handed it to him. Wan Guiyuan gulped it down, ice cubes included. He could be heard making a gulping sound as he finally swallowed it.

"Phew... I survived..." Wan Guiyuan sighed, looked up at Luo Jun, and said, "Young man, you're quite kind-hearted. Since you saved me, I won't hold it against you for secretly learning the Body Tempering Art!"

"I didn't steal it..." Luo Jun argued, "The situation was special at the time. If I didn't learn it, I would have died. Old Yuan was trying to save me, and besides, I didn't know that the Body Tempering Art was such a forbidden technique..."

"Stop making excuses!" Wan Guiyuan waved his hand. "Since I've already said I won't hold it against you, all explanations are meaningless. Don't waste your breath."

Luo Jun was slightly taken aback, then nodded. "That makes sense." He then sat down in the chair next to the table.

Wan Guiyuan nodded in satisfaction, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and pointed to the food on the table. "Aren't you going to eat something?"

Luo Jun looked at what was in front of him and saw that there was indeed a set of tableware laid out, as if it had been prepared in advance.

He patted his stomach; the last time he ate was also in the rest area, eight or nine hours ago. So he stopped being polite and picked up the metal chopsticks on the table.

Um?

These chopsticks are quite heavy; an ordinary person might not be able to pick one up even with all their strength, so they are clearly not made of ordinary metal.

But who is Luo Jun? He has terrifying Innate Potential and is at the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm. Even without using his internal energy, his strength is tens of thousands of times that of an ordinary person. Let alone chopsticks, he could even pick up two Ruyi Jingu Bang!

Luo Jun calmly picked up a thin pancake, then added some beef, lettuce, shrimp, sea cucumber, abalone, and other ingredients. Finally, he tore a fried dough stick in half and put it inside, then brushed on some sweet and spicy sauce. A super deluxe version of Jianbing Guozi was ready!

I picked it up and took a bite. Mmm, the ingredients are indeed top-notch; it tastes delicious no matter how you roll it.

Seeing Luo Jun's composed demeanor, Wan Guiyuan smiled and said, "It seems Shou Zhen was right about him; he's a promising talent."

Luo Jun finished his jianbing guozi in a few bites, then looked at Wan Guiyuan and said, "President Wan, you didn't prepare all this delicious food just to test me, did you?"

"How could that be!" Wan Guiyuan waved his hand. "I was indeed eating, and isn't the dining table a good place to discuss business?"

"Eat?" Luo Jun was taken aback. "I heard that Ascension Expert can absorb the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and basically don't need to eat."

"Do you eat just to fill your stomach?" Wan Guiyuan glanced at him. "Is it possible that I'm just greedy?"

"Uh..." Luo Jun was speechless for a moment, but then he saw Wan Guiyuan jump off the stool. This guy was fair-skinned and chubby, but very short. He looked to be less than 1.5 meters tall. In addition, his skin was stretched by fat and there was not a single wrinkle. If you didn't know his identity, you would probably think he was someone's big fat baby.

But it was precisely this unassuming appearance that made Luo Jun all the more wary!

As is well known, aging almost stops after becoming Feather Transformation, so the appearance of Ascension Expert does not reflect their real age, but rather what they looked like when they became Feather Transformation.

The younger someone looks, the earlier they achieved Feather Transformation and the higher their talent!

"Are you finished eating?" Wan Guiyuan asked, seeing that Luo Jun didn't seem inclined to continue eating. "If you're not going to eat anymore, I'll freeze it and we can continue eating after we finish discussing business."

"Freeze it?" Luo Jun was taken aback. There was no refrigerator in the office, and judging from the mountain of food piled on the table, even one refrigerator probably couldn't hold it all...

"Smack!"

With a snap of his fingers, an invisible wave spread out, and the entire table was frozen in place by a force. Even the steam rising from the food stopped drifting, as if it had been frozen.

"This is... time freeze?" Luo Jun was taken aback. If this technique of controlling time froze not food but an opponent, who could escape it?

"Good eye."

Wan Guiyuan circled Luo Jun and said, "Tell me, where did you get all these skills? Just practicing the Body Tempering Art wouldn't have produced such results."

No wonder Old Yuan had warned him that he couldn't hide it from Wan Guiyuan at all. Just by walking around casually, Luo Jun felt as if he had been scanned by an MRI, with every part of his body laid bare from the inside out.

Let's be honest and tell the truth...

Luo Jun then recounted in detail how he met Old Yuan, how fortuitous opportunity upon the God Ruins of the Savage Wilderness, and his experiences in Amgilla in [Utopia].

Of course, just in case, Luo Jun secretly made a bet in his mind that wouldn't anger or provoke Wan Guiyuan while he was saying these things.

The result was good; the difficulty wasn't high, and we succeeded easily.

After he finished speaking, Wan Guiyuan nodded and said, "That makes sense... Otherwise, a kid like you who has been exposed to Yuan Qi for less than a year could not possibly have such skills. Fortuitous encounters create heroes. Your experience is probably unique in the Main World for the next hundred years."

"However..." Wan Guiyuan said, then changed the subject, "You're still hiding something, aren't you?"

Luo Jun was slightly taken aback. He had truly confessed honestly, saying frankly, "I really have nothing else to hide..."

"Oh?" Wan Guiyuan's small eyes widened slightly, revealing a cunning glint in them. He chuckled, "Then why did I sense a subtle fluctuation in your fate when you were recounting your experiences just now?"

(End of this chapter)