Zhou Heng boarded the helicopter, and Liang sat nervously next to Zhang Yu.
He looked at the composed Xu Xinwu across from him, forced a smile, and tried to get closer. "Hello, Brother Xu, where are we...?"
Xu Xinwu his sunglasses back on, leaned against the cabin wall, and casually replied upon hearing this:
Didn't your brother Yu break up with his girlfriend?
I'll take him to find a new girlfriend.
"Ah?"
Zhou Hengliang was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized what he meant and slapped his thigh, his face showing immense admiration:
"Brother Xu, you're amazing."
Not only did she bring such Grand Formation to support Brother Yu, but she also directly introduced him to her new girlfriend.
That's so loyal!
Unlike me, I wanted to help Brother Yu get revenge, but I messed it up and made him lose face...
As he spoke, he lowered his head in slight frustration.
"Old Zhang, what's going on?" Xu Xinwu glanced at Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu briefly recounted the farce of the "renting a car and getting slapped in the face" incident that had occurred at the school gate.
Xu Xinwu hearing this.
His gaze towards Zhou Hengliang held less scrutiny and more of a different meaning:
"For the sake of my brothers, I dare to think and act."
He was a bit foolish, but he was loyal.
No wonder Old Zhang was willing to give you such a great fortuitous opportunity.
"Fortuitous opportunity?"
Zhou Hengliang was completely confused and looked at Zhang Yu with a puzzled expression.
I'll tell you the details when I have time.
Zhang Yu knew this wasn't the time to explain.
He turned to Xu Xinwu and asked the crucial question, "What exactly did you mean when you said you'd find me a new girlfriend?"
Xu Xinwu smiled mysteriously and lowered her voice slightly:
"I've found out the exact whereabouts of Number Nine's aunt and sister."
"What?"
Zhang Yu was taken aback, then something occurred to him.
His eyes widened slightly, a hint of fear in them:
Are you really planning to seduce his sister?
Old Xu, don't do anything reckless.
Number Nine is Daluo Golden Immortal; if he knew you were after his sister, he'd tear you apart!
"It wasn't me who was after his sister, it was you."
Xu Xinwu corrected him, a playful smile curving his lips as he pointed at Zhang Yu.
He then added, "My target is his aunt."
"Do whatever you want, just don't take me with you."
Zhang Yu nearly jumped out of his seat, quickly waving his hand and firmly cutting off the train.
Are you kidding me? Going to provoke the sister of a powerful but possibly stubborn and inflexible Daluo Golden Immortal?
He wanted to live two more years.
"What's the panic?"
Xu Xinwu gestured for him to calm down. "We're just going to make friends normally. Even if it doesn't work out, it'll still be a good connection."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu thought it might not be a bad idea.
Seeing Zhang Yu's wavering expression, Xu Xinwu pressed his advantage:
"We're not trying to scheme against him, we just want to have more options."
Getting close to his family is the quickest and most likely way to get him to communicate.
As long as it's handled with care, it might not be a bad thing.
Zhang Yu remained silent for a moment, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
"Don't forget, Zilu is about to break through the seal. In our current state, we are definitely no match for him."
Xu Xinwu pointed out the most crucial issue.
Ultimately, Zhang Yu decided to go along with him and asked in a low voice, "What's your plan?"
"Don't worry, I've arranged everything."
Xu Xinwu revealed a "everything is under control" smile.
"Is everything arranged?"
Upon hearing these four words, Zhang Yu's eyelids twitched violently, and the ominous premonition in his heart rose again, ten times stronger than when Zhou Hengliang had said "it's all arranged."
Zhou Hengliang's arrangement almost killed him on the spot.
The "arrangement" that Xu Xinwu, this Old Monster who has lived for over three thousand years and was once the Emperor of the Divine Dynasty, said... could very well be some earth-shattering script!
Zhou Hengliang listened from the side, completely bewildered by what he heard: "Number Nine," "Daluo Golden Immortal," "Seal," "Zilu's " Rebellious Dao Seed...
Each word is like a book written in an esoteric language.
"Um... Brother Yu, Brother Xu... what you're saying... it all sounds so mysterious to me."
"You guys... you're not some kind of cult, are you?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu snapped out of his Xu Xinwu.
He turned to look at Zhou Hengliang, who looked both nervous and curious, and deliberately put on a stern face, saying in a slightly seductive tone:
"That's right, we are a cult, and a particularly powerful and mysterious one at that."
Now, we're ready to recruit you.
So, are you in or not?
Zhou Hengliang was taken aback by his sudden "confession".
He looked at the familiar mockery in Zhang Yu's eyes, then glanced at Xu Xinwu, and steeled his heart, saying:
"A cult is a cult!"
If you're not afraid, Brother Yu, then I, Zhou Hengliang, am not afraid of anything.
"Hahaha!"
Xu Xinwu amused by Zhou Hengliang's "death-defying" yet somewhat comical appearance, and patted Zhang Yu's shoulder forcefully, praising him:
"Old Zhang, you're a really interesting brother."
Loyal and courageous, not bad, not bad.
Zhang Yu smiled, his joking expression fading, and said seriously to Zhou Hengliang:
I was just kidding.
However, there are some things I really can't explain to you in detail right now; they're too complicated, and you might not even believe me if I told you."
Although Zhou Hengliang was full of questions, seeing Zhang Yu's solemn expression, he had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and nod emphatically.
"Understood."
At this moment, Xu Xinwu turned to Zhang Yu and asked:
"By the way, Old Zhang, how are you feeling these days?"
Did you feel particularly weak when you were first teleported here?
Zhang Yu checked himself and nodded:
"Yeah, when I first landed, it felt like all my strength was instantly drained."
Forget about Cultivation and Divine Ability, he even feels like he's floating when he walks; he's not even as good as an ordinary person.
After getting used to it for a while, it seems to be getting better. I feel like I'm stronger than the average person.
That's right.
Xu Xinwu clenched his fist, feeling the power emanating from his fingertips that far surpassed that of ordinary people, and explained:
"His Cultivation and Divine Ability have been completely sealed and suppressed, and he can't use any of them."
But our Physical Body, after all, have undergone countless trials and tribulations by extraordinary forces, and their foundation remains intact.
Although it was also suppressed to its limit and could not split mountains and shatter rocks like in another world, it was still much stronger than ordinary people.
I estimate that he's roughly at the theoretical peak of physical fitness for a normal human being, comparable to the top-tier soldiers and fighters.
"That's roughly the feeling."
Zhang Yu also silently pondered this.
Although unable to use Immortal Power, the senses, reaction speed, and power control of the Physical Body still retain high-level memories and subtle advantages.
Ordinary three to five people shouldn't be able to get close.
"That's good."
Xu Xinwu satisfaction, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:
"As long as my physical condition is still good, I can perform well in the next 'show'."
Upon hearing the words "opera" and "singing," and recalling Xu Xinwu's earlier statement that "it's all arranged," Zhang Yu's ominous premonition surged up again.
He couldn't help but ask:
"Old Xu, what exactly are you planning?"
Can you give me a sneak peek?
I want to be mentally prepared.
Xu Xinwu smiled mysteriously, put her sunglasses back on, and said calmly:
Don't worry, we'll be there soon.
When you get there, you'll naturally know.
Zhou Hengliang stood to the side, listening intently, trying to piece together the truth from the few words Zhang Yu and Xu Xinwu exchanged.
When he heard terms like "Cultivation Divine Ability," "Physical Body suppression," and "comparable to top-tier elite soldiers," the panic that had eased slightly because of the cult's joke surged up uncontrollably again.
This conversation... this content... the more I listen, the more something seems off.
Countless plots from online novels he had read involuntarily flashed through his mind—things like the "Dragon Group," the "Supernatural Abilities Bureau," and the "National Supernatural Forces Response Center."
Hidden beneath the surface of the ordinary world are secret organizations composed of a group of "monsters" with extraordinary skills, superhuman powers, or special privileges!
Are Brother Yu and this Brother Xu really those kinds of people?
Yes, it must be.
Otherwise, how do you explain this earth-shattering military helicopter pick-up?
How do you explain the vocabulary they use that you don't understand at all but sounds incredibly sophisticated?
The more Zhou Hengliang thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and his heart pounded.
He was filled with fear, excitement, and a profound sense of awe at glimpsing another side of the world, along with a subtle thrill.