The Songyang Elite Clan, Zhang Yu's Threat

A few days ago.

Songyang High School.

The school's meditation Quiet Room.

As the current Student Union council president, the top student in the senior year, and an outstanding descendant of the Zhou Family, Zhou Chechen spent a great deal of time, energy, and money, only to find that he couldn't find out who the investor behind Zhang Yu was.

Upon hearing Zhou Chechen's result, Lan Ling's eyes flashed with Hatred, and she immediately said, "If you can't find out, then forget it. Just have someone run him over and cripple him!"

"Let's hire the fastest courier in Songyang City, have him cripple him while delivering goods, and then delay the compensation process for as long as possible."

"Anyway, delivery drivers killing people happens every year, so hitting a high school student isn't unusual..."

Seeing Lan Ling's impulsive behavior, Zhou Chechen sighed and said, "Sigh, can you please not be so impulsive?"

"So what if you carved words on your body, made me vomit, and then let the whole school laugh at us in secret?"

Lan Ling looked at Zhou Chechen in disbelief. "This isn't anything? This is an utter disgrace! If I have to endure this, I might as well change my cultivation method and practice the Desolate Ox Soul-Suppressing Heart Sutra!"

Zhou Chechen said, "Sigh, your temper has gotten worse and worse ever since you started practicing that Overlord Heart Method."

"But people should master the mental techniques, not be mastered by them."

"Often, instead of trying to do something to make the mental technique work smoothly, it's better to figure it out yourself."

Zhou Chechen pointed to his head and said, "As long as you figure it out yourself, you don't have to spend a single penny. Isn't that more cost-effective?"

"For example, I was indeed very angry at the time, but you can't stay angry forever, right? Think about it, once you go to university, graduate, and start working... who will still be talking about these things?"

"Many things made me angry and felt very important at the time... but looking back after a few years, they're just a few minor setbacks."

"If we study hard, get into university, won't our future be much brighter than those two poor bastards?"

"Every year, some poor geniuses rise to fame in Songyang City, but how many of them actually make a name for themselves? This world is ultimately a world of the powerful and wealthy..."

Lan Ling, however, didn't want to listen anymore and said urgently, "You're just going to put up with this? President! The GIF of you getting beaten up and vomiting has even been circulated in regular high schools! Do you know what people outside are calling you and me now? The Songyang Spit King and the Songyang College Student!"

"You tolerate this too? You weren't like this before?"

Zhou Chechen's cheek twitched, and he smiled helplessly, "Lan Ling, if it's a student from Class 10 of the second year of high school who offended you, I won't say a word, I'll go with you right now and pin the whole class to the ground."

"But regarding Zhang Yu, it seems I can only advise you to be patient for now. After all, the most important thing is to look forward..."

"Why?" Lan Ling stared intently at Zhou Chechen, as if looking at a stranger. "President! You're not the kind of person who would swallow your pride like this, especially when facing two penniless bastards. Tell me why!"

Zhou Chechen said calmly, "You know Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen are two penniless bastards. Do you think they could have continued to grow to their current level without anyone backing them up after Zhang Pianpian left?"

There must be someone behind them.

"But we can't find it."

"The worst thing is that they can't find it."

"This shows that the opponent's strength is completely superior to ours."

That's why I'm advising you now.

"We're already in our final year of high school, and the Gaokao is just 10 months away. It's not worth spending money and energy on this."

That's what Zhou Chechen thought, that's what he tried to persuade Lan Ling, and that's what he planned to do.

But the appearance of a Lineage elder that evening completely disrupted his plans.

Accompanied by the fluctuations of Divine Power, a projection of Divine Power appeared directly in front of Zhou Chechen.

Zhou Chechen paused, his heart skipped a beat. "This is... Projection Talisman?"

Along with the projection appeared a young man who looked somewhat similar to Zhou Chechen, but with a colder expression.

What's most eye-catching about the young man is the five large, golden characters above his head: "Purple-Gold Merit Lord".

"The Purple-Gold Merit Lord..."

Zhou Chechen deeply understood the weight of those five words: they represented a distinguished believer who spent hundreds of millions of yuan annually on their faith in the Orthodox God, raising their Faith Level to a full Level 3.

The title of "Purple-Gold Merit Lord" is displayed in real time, even forcibly displayed in front of others, and cannot be removed even when the eyes are closed... This is one of the privileges of the Purple-Gold Merit Lord.

Upon seeing the person before him, Zhou Chechen immediately stood up and respectfully said, "Uncle."

The person standing before him was an elder of the Zhou Family named Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang himself was not in charge of the Zhou Family's corpse business; instead, he joined Wanxing Group and became a senior executive.

Songyang High School is affiliated with Wanxing Education Group.

This is also a common situation among the powerful families in Songyang City. Lineage members appear in various companies, with intertwined interests, making them key nodes in the companies' local operations.

Standing in front of Zhou Yang, Zhou Chechen felt incredibly insignificant, despite his status as a top high school student and Student Union president.

After all, Wanxing Group only has a handful of senior executives in Songyang City, while new top students emerge every year at Songyang High School.

Zhou Yang looked at him, pointed his finger, and a Talisman Arts was naturally generated, transforming into a sound barrier that enveloped the surroundings. Zhou Chechen watched this scene and sighed inwardly. At the Faith Level Purple-Gold Merit Lord, even after projection, he could still easily create various Talisman Arts. For many people, this kind of skill was already very similar to that of a god.

Zhou Yang said calmly, "There are some things the Lineage needs you to do."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chechen felt a slight chill, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Zhou Yang ignored Zhou Chechen's emotions and simply continued, "Suppress Zhang Yu. You happen to have a grudge and conflict of interest with him, so use your own name, not the Lineage name."

"Zhang Yu?" Zhou Chechen was slightly taken aback, not expecting this to be the case.

Then Zhou Yang continued, "You need to pay attention to the specific heat control."

"The goal isn't to crush him, but to force him into a corner within the rules, forcing him to seek help from others..."

Hearing what the other party said, Zhou Chechen's heart stirred, and he asked, "Forcing Zhang Yu to seek help? Is this the family's way of dealing with the person behind Zhang Yu?"

Zhou Yang didn't speak, but simply said, "Just do as we tell you to pin Zhang Yu to the ground, you don't need to worry about anything else."

Zhou Chechen sighed inwardly, feeling that the situation was unfathomably deep.

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At this moment, he felt that he and Zhang Yu were like chess pieces on a chessboard, while the people behind Zhang Yu and the Zhou Family behind him were the real players.

Although the Zhou Family was ranked low among the Sixteen Great Clans Lineage Songyang, Zhou Chechen, who was in the family, understood what a terrifying behemoth it was.

And the fact that this behemoth is now targeting the people behind Zhang Yu shows that the power behind Zhang Yu should not be underestimated.

But these two behemoths were locked in a battle, and Zhang Yu and I were caught in the crossfire. A single misstep would mean certain death.

Zhou Chechen sighed inwardly, but he knew that after receiving the Lineage's training for so long, he could no longer disobey any of Lineage orders, so he simply said, "I understand."

Zhou Yang's projection slowly disappeared, leaving only his voice echoing in Zhou Chechen's ears.

"Don't worry, the Lineage will cooperate with you on both the people and the money."

"Go for it, Zhou Chechen."

at the same time.

Inside an apartment on the Layer 333 of the Central Building.

Zhou Yang lay on the hospital bed, his lower body completely gone, only his upper body connected to various tubes, quietly gazing at the city night view outside the window.

He thought to himself, "A new Evil God incident has occurred; the Patrol Team has finally extended its reach elsewhere."

Ever since the Evil God accidentally revealed his true colors at Songyang High School, Songyang High School, Wanxing Group, and even important figures in the Zhou Family have been under the watchful eyes of the Patrol Team. As a result, they can only lie low and dare not use the Evil God's power in the slightest.

Yes... Evil God, that was the reason why the Zhou Family were able to rise to power in the first place.

It was through generations of management that they were able to monopolize most of the corpse business in Songyang City, gradually infiltrate the company, and become one of the pillars of the Sixteen Great Clans.

However, the Zhou Family has always been very cautious in using the Evil God Power, hoping only to borrow the other party's power to make the Zhou Family stronger.

Therefore, the Zhou Family ancestors established some rules.

For example, members of the Zhou Family who have performed the Evil God Ritual are not allowed to go to the Second Layer. This is to prevent the Ritual Power from being discovered on the Second Layer, and also to prevent the tentacles of the Evil God from extending to the Second Layer.

Therefore, the Zhou Family family members who were preparing to take the college entrance examination had never performed Ritual and had never known of the existence of Evil God.

Looking at the bustling city center under the night sky, Zhou Yang's mind was filled with images of turbulent waves—the pressures his Zhou Family was facing amidst the tides of the times.

Scenes from the past of Songyang City flashed through his mind, the rise and fall of powerful clans, all symbolizing the changes of the times.

Wealth continues to accumulate, and the tentacles of powerful families continue to extend into all walks of life.

However, with the tides of the times and the development of Immortal Dao Technique, the number of powerful families at the top of Songyang is gradually decreasing.

The fallen powerful clans became nourishment, making the surviving clans stronger and stronger, accumulating increasingly astonishing energy in Songyang City.

Yet which powerful family wouldn't want to stand forever in the skies of Songyang City, watching thousands upon thousands of people below contribute their value, working for their Lineage generation after generation?

Zhou Yang thought to himself, "If the Zhou Family wants to continue to stand at the pinnacle of Songyang and not be eliminated by the tides of this era, the most important thing now is... to master even stronger Evil God Power."

"Zhang Yu... I never imagined that a spare organ would become a follower of Evil God god."

"It's a pity that Zhou Tianyi, that idiot, failed in his operation back then, otherwise we wouldn't have had to wait until now..."

Zhou Yang didn't take Zhang Yu seriously as an individual; with just a thought, he had countless ways to destroy him.

He was more concerned about the Evil God behind Zhang Yu.

He didn't intend to force Zhang Yu to his death, but rather to continuously pressure him in Zhou Chechen's name, forcing him to contact the Evil God under his continued surveillance, seek help from the Evil God, and then find the Evil God.

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