Martial Dao Master

"How had your consideration gone?"

Huang Hai's expression was deep and unreadable, betraying neither joy nor anger, but Gao Wu felt somewhat guilty. This man clearly carried the aura of a Strange Spirit—he had to be a Demon God Believer!

Gao Wu trusted Song Mingyue deeply. Though the girl was quiet and reserved, had nearly drowned in Bailin Lake, and looked terribly unreliable,

Song Mingyue was actually calm and rational, meticulous and orderly in everything she did.

Most importantly, she valued loyalty and affection!

After more than a month together, Gao Wu had come to fully trust Song Mingyue's judgment. If she said so, it had to be right.

Coach Huang Hai being a Demon God Believer also matched Gao Wu's suspicions about his identity! No matter how he looked at the man, he did not seem like a good person. Him being a Demon God Believer was perfectly logical.

As for why Huang Hai had shown no abnormalities yesterday, perhaps he had not come into contact with the injured Strange Spirit last night.

Huang Hai was a Novice Warrior who could wield source power. He could crush Gao Wu to death with a casual pinch! If Gao Wu had a sword, he could perhaps fight Huang Hai with the Swift Thunder Gale Transformation, but one misstep would mean certain death... For now, he had to steady the other party first!

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Gao Wu bared his teeth in a smile at Huang Hai. "Teacher has treated me so well. It's only right that I fight on Teacher's behalf. No problem, I'm ready to get on the stage."

He had it all figured out. He would agree to Huang Hai first. There was still a day left, and all he had to do was report it to the Supervisory Bureau—wouldn't Huang Hai be finished then?

It might have been troublesome with anyone else, but Lei Zhen, his grandfather's friend, was the deputy director of the Supervision Bureau and specifically handled Demon God Believers.

Huang Hai had not expected Gao Wu to agree so readily. He was slightly surprised, but his face showed no expression. "You've become sensible. You know how to share your coach's burdens."

Patting Gao Wu on the shoulder, he emphasized, "I won't let you work for nothing. If you perform well, there'll not only be a cash reward, but I can also help you buy Diamond Agent..."

"Thank you, Coach." Gao Wu thanked him with a sincere expression.

"Train hard." Only after giving that instruction did Huang Hai turn and stroll away.

Back in his office, Huang Hai took out his phone and contacted Lv Hongsheng. "He agreed. Arrange for him to take the stage at nine on Friday night."

"Very good. Give him a little surprise in the first match." Lv Hongsheng's deep, powerful voice came through the receiver.

"There won't be any trouble, will there?" Huang Hai asked.

"What trouble could there be? Everything has been checked." Lv Hongsheng laughed loudly. "Song Yunhe's daughter helped this kid. Song Yunhe is nothing even within the Song Family, let alone his daughter, who split off and established her own household.

"If Song Mingyue really had influence, she would have pulled Gao Wu straight out of the Public Security Bureau. Why bother playing tricks online? Don't worry about it."

Such a small matter causing such an uproar already explained the problem.

Lv Hongsheng then said, "We'll talk when we meet tonight."

After hanging up, Huang Hai walked to the window and looked at Gao Wu lifting weights downstairs. He wore only a tank top on his upper body and was doing sets with a barbell weighing over a thousand kilograms. Steam rose from his entire body, while the muscle lines on his exposed arms and neck were full, even, and remarkably beautiful.

Huang Hai recalled patting Gao Wu on the shoulder just now. The feel of it had been exceptionally solid and powerful. Gao Wu's body was clearly much stronger than his nephew's, which was highly illogical.

The imitation Blood Dragon Agent was indeed more potent, but its side effects were also greater. Gao Wu cultivated the Nine Dragon Forms as well. No matter how one looked at it, his body should not have been so much stronger than Huang Long's, who cultivated the Golden Bull Fist!

This showed that Gao Wu not only possessed extraordinary drug resistance, but also physical talent far beyond ordinary people. For their plan, that was a good thing!

As for exactly how to proceed, he would have to discuss it with Lv Hongsheng after meeting him tonight. Zhang Hao had caused trouble and drawn a great deal of attention. They had to keep a low profile and not ruin the grand scheme!

"Old Song, I discovered a secret."

When Gao Wu saw Song Mingyue that evening, he could not help immediately sharing this major secret with her. "My coach, Huang Hai, is a Demon God Believer."

Confusion appeared in Song Mingyue's bright eyes. Gao Wu continued, "He has the aura of a Strange Spirit on him."

"Then he certainly is." Song Mingyue was very certain of this. The Strange Spirit whose spiritual fluctuations resonated with hers had revealed a distinct Demon God aura after being struck by her sword.

It was precisely because a Demon God Believer had performed a sacrifice that the Strange Spirit had been able to escape from beneath her Frost Moon Sword.

The injured Strange Spirit could no longer control its power, so the Demon God Believer who sacrificed to it would become tainted with its aura. It was simply that ordinary people could not detect such an aura.

"This is a bit troublesome." Song Mingyue's delicate brows drew together, and her expression turned grave.

"We just report it to the Supervision Bureau." Gao Wu had long thought of a countermeasure. He chuckled. "We can borrow a knife to kill someone—easy and effortless."

"It's not that simple." Song Mingyue shook her head slightly. Facing Gao Wu's puzzled gaze, she said, "How can you be sure there are no Demon God Believers in the Supervision Bureau?"

"Huh?!"

Gao Wu was somewhat startled. After thinking about it, he said, "Lei Zhen, my grandfather's comrade-in-arms, is the deputy director of the Supervision Bureau. He was the reason I got out so quickly. There's definitely nothing wrong with him!"

"Are you sure?"

Song Mingyue looked straight at Gao Wu with her bright eyes and said seriously, "If Lei Zhen has a problem, you're finished. Your family will be implicated too. This concerns your life and death—are you sure you want to make such a decision so lightly?"

That question left Gao Wu speechless. He truly had not considered that much. He only felt that Lei Zhen took good care of him and was also his grandfather's friend, so he ought to be dependable.

Those judgments were all based on his impression of Lei Zhen. He had no other basis for them.

Still somewhat unconvinced, he thought that Lei Zhen held an important post in the Supervision Bureau, with power, influence, and status. His duty was to deal with Demon God Believers, and internal management had to be strict.

No matter which angle he considered, Lei Zhen had no reason to become a Demon God Believer.

That said, Song Mingyue's caution was for his sake. There was no need for him to argue with her over it.

"Then should we go to the Public Security Bureau?" Gao Wu asked tentatively.

Song Mingyue shook her head. "As far as I know, nearly ten thousand people have disappeared from Dongjiang's Nine Counties and One City over the past two years."

"Huh?" Gao Wu found it hard to believe. So many people had gone missing?

"Together, the Nine Counties and One City have a population of over ten million. A disappearance rate of five in ten thousand isn't too outrageous."

Song Mingyue said, "At the very least, it wouldn't attract much attention. According to information from the Lineage, this is actually a sign that Demon God Believers are active. It proves that beneath Dongjiang's tranquil surface, undercurrents are already surging..."

She looked at Gao Wu. "At a time like this, we must be cautious, cautious, cautious."

"Say important things three times. I understand." Gao Wu nodded forcefully.

Then he asked, "What should I do?"

Everyone was suspicious, so how was he supposed to deal with Huang Hai? That man was a Warrior, and Gao Wu truly could not beat him. Not to mention Huang Hai surely had accomplices.

A sudden idea flashed through Gao Wu's mind. "How about asking Uncle Song for help?"

He revealed a flattering smile. "Good friend, I know this puts you in a difficult position. But only Uncle Song has the ability to help."

If his grandfather had not been injured, he could still have given Gao Wu some backing.

But now, he only hoped these matters would not drag his grandfather in. Song Mingyue's father, Song Yunhe, was the general manager of Longteng Branch Company in Dongjiang City. He was a major figure even within Dongjiang City.

More importantly, Song Yunhe could draw upon the Lineage's resources. The Song Family had Song Xuetao, a Martial King, standing guard. He was the king of Beizhou!

If Song Yunhe could help, people like Huang Hai would not even be worth noticing.

Song Mingyue shook her head. "My father isn't reliable either. His ambitions exceed his abilities, and he is addicted to wine and women. He could easily fall into corruption."

"Uh..." Gao Wu was speechless. Was it really alright for Song Mingyue to criticize her own father like that?

He felt somewhat helpless again. This would not work, and that would not work—was his good friend asking him to sit obediently and wait for death?

Song Mingyue understood Gao Wu's feelings well. Before he could speak, she said directly, "I'll go find my grandfather. He would never worship the Demon God, and he is powerful enough to solve your problem."

"You mean asking General Song to come?!" Gao Wu's spirits lifted. Having known Song Mingyue for so long, he had gained some basic understanding of her family situation.

Martial King Song Xuetao was Song Mingyue's great-grandfather. Her grandfather, Song Chunqiu, was Song Xuetao's sixth son—a Martial Dao Master, commander of the Third Army of the Aurora Legion, and a lieutenant general.

The official website listed this Martial Dao Master's basic information.

Song Chunqiu was also exceptionally prolific, reportedly having more than ten children. By Song Mingyue's generation, there were too many grandsons and granddaughters to count.

Song Mingyue did not even get along with her father, yet she could invite her powerful, high-ranking grandfather. That was impressive too!

"The Aurora Legion is stationed in the Ice Plains precisely to suppress Strange Beasts and Demon Gods. This matter falls under my grandfather's jurisdiction."

Just as Gao Wu showed delight, Song Mingyue added, "But he is busy with official affairs, so I don't know when he can arrive. You should deal with Huang Hai for a few days first. Since he wants you to fight in the ring, he probably won't do anything to you in the short term."

"Uh, good friend, what if Huang Hai attacks me?" Gao Wu pulled a long face. "Then you'll lose your only good friend in the world!"

"I'll stay with you during this time. Nothing will happen," Song Mingyue said.

"You can beat a Warrior?" Gao Wu was somewhat doubtful. Song Mingyue had not even succeeded in killing the Strange Spirit, and he could not see how she had become any stronger.

"Dealing with Huang Hai won't be a problem." Song Mingyue's voice was gentle, but her bright eyes brimmed with confidence.

"What if there are other experts?" Gao Wu asked.

Song Mingyue said seriously, "My spiritual power has risen greatly. I can investigate all kinds of information around us. If there really is a problem, I'll definitely notice it in advance. There won't be a problem."

After a pause, she added, "If it truly can't be resolved, I'll die with you."

Gao Wu was somewhat moved. In truth, he also understood that since Huang Hai dared to publicize his ring match so broadly, he absolutely would not do anything to him in the next few days.

His pitiful act had mainly been to ask what countermeasures Song Mingyue had. He was not truly that afraid.

He had not expected Song Mingyue to be so serious. For a moment, Gao Wu did not know what to say. He could only hug Song Mingyue tightly. "Good friend!"

Song Mingyue's body tensed, but she did not reject Gao Wu's embrace.

Holding Song Mingyue's slender body, firm yet soft and supple, a wildly inappropriate thought suddenly surfaced in Gao Wu's mind. "Good friend, you smell so nice!"