The Base

The group walked out of the shabby rental and into the open.

A completely black van with no visible markings had been waiting outside the alley. Its lines were sharp and sturdy, and it had clearly been specially modified.

What was more, thanks to his immense spiritual power, Mo Shang discovered that the area within ten kilometers had already been sealed off by armed forces.

Besides that, Mo Shang sensed fluctuations of energy, though they were very weak. Not a single one had reached the Spirit Gathering Realm...

"Whoa, quite the spectacle..." Mo Shang raised an eyebrow and spoke up.

Chen Guodong's expression didn't change. He smiled faintly and said, "It never hurts to be careful. Every Chosen One is a hope for the Dragon Kingdom..."

With that, Chen Guodong went to the side of the van and opened the door, gesturing for them to get in. "Please, everyone, get in. The base is in the suburbs, and it's a bit of a drive. I hope you'll bear with us."

Mo Shang didn't stand on ceremony. He brought Jiang Shuyu inside and took a seat, while Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment before getting in as well.

"Everyone, buckle up. We're getting ready to go."

Once everyone had climbed inside, Chen Guodong didn't waste any time. He immediately prepared to tell the driver to set off.

"Wait a second."

But just as the driver started the engine and was about to pull away, Mo Shang suddenly called out to stop him.

"Is there something else, Mr. Mo?" Chen Guodong asked, looking at Mo Shang.

"How can we go without music? Put on some DJ music..." Mo Shang said again.

"DJ??"

Chen Guodong's mouth twitched. He'd considered that Mo Shang might have some special request, but he hadn't expected him to ask for nothing more than some DJ music!

At such a serious and solemn occasion, the other man was asking for cheesy DJ music. Was that really appropriate?

"Fine..." In the end, Chen Guodong nodded and signaled the driver to play some music.

The van started smoothly and sped toward the suburbs with cheesy DJ music playing.

The bustling streets outside gradually gave way to empty wasteland. Finally, the van drove into an area surrounded by layers of dense forest.

Deep in what seemed like ordinary woods, an invisible energy barrier slowly unfolded. The van drove straight through, and the scene before them changed in an instant.

The entrance to a vast underground base, built entirely from a special alloy, appeared before them.

The personnel on guard at the entrance wore black uniforms. They stood tall, their eyes sharp as eagles, and killing intent radiated from them. Anyone could tell they had seen blood.

As they continued farther in, the group arrived at an enormous training ground.

At that moment, quite a few soldiers with special abilities were training, honing their powers.

There were all kinds of abilities, too. Some played with water, some with ice, and others with electricity. It was a real hodgepodge...

Looking at all these ability users, Mo Shang grew interested and remarked, "Your Supernatural Management Bureau has no shortage of talent."

"Of course. Otherwise, how could it be called the Supernatural Management Bureau..." Chen Guodong said with a smile, a hint of pride in his eyes. But before he could finish, Mo Shang suddenly spoke again.

"Too bad not a single one of them can fight. What a waste of such good talent..." Mo Shang shook his head.

As soon as Mo Shang finished speaking, everyone training in the field stopped what they were doing and looked toward him and the others.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you so full of yourself? Want to see if you can back it up?"

A man with flames rising around him stepped forward, clearly displeased, and challenged Mo Shang to a fight.

"Blazing Flame, stand down. These people are our guests..." Chen Guodong immediately furrowed his brows and scolded him.

"Director, even if they're guests, that doesn't mean they can dismiss all our hard work, does it?" Blazing Flame said, unconvinced.

With that, Blazing Flame looked at Mo Shang again and taunted him. "Since our guest is bold enough to say that, he must be confident in his abilities. Surely he won't refuse this little request."

"I said stand down. That's an order!" Chen Guodong's brow furrowed even more, and he raised his voice.

But just then, Mo Shang raised a hand to stop Director Chen and said with a smile, "Director Chen, since this young fellow wants to trade a few blows with me, I'll indulge him."

"Not bad. You're no coward. Don't worry, I won't let you lose too badly," Blazing Flame said with a grin.

"Boss, there's no need for you to step in. Let me take him on first." Seeing how arrogant the other man was, Yellow Immortal stepped forward.

"Who said that?" The sudden voice made Blazing Flame freeze.

"Your grandpa's right here." Yellow Immortal leaped down from Mo Shang's shoulder and stood in front of Blazing Flame.

"Holy crap, the weasel can talk?!" Blazing Flame stared at Yellow Immortal, stunned.

"It can speak human language—a Yellow Immortal that's attained the Dao?!" Chen Guodong's eyes widened in surprise.

He'd always thought the yellow weasel on Mo Shang's shoulder was just an ordinary yellow weasel. He hadn't expected it to be a Yellow Immortal that had attained the Dao.

"Go on, get out of here. This has nothing to do with you."

Mo Shang spoke to Yellow Immortal, picked him up, and tossed him to Zhou Yi.

He'd finally gotten a chance to show off and slap someone down a peg. Naturally, he wasn't going to let someone else steal it.

After doing that, Mo Shang looked at Blazing Flame again and said with a smile, "Come on. You make the first move. I'll give you two chances."

Blazing Flame felt Mo Shang was looking down on him. A flicker of anger immediately appeared on his face. "Fine, you asked for it. Then I won't hold back."

"Flaming Fist!"

The next moment, Blazing Flame shouted. Flames roiled around him as he suddenly threw a punch.

A column of fire as thick as a barrel burst from his fist and shot straight toward Mo Shang.

But Mo Shang didn't dodge or retreat. He stood calmly in place and let the flaming fist slam into him.

Flames surged and swallowed Mo Shang. Everyone on the field couldn't help but hold their breath for him.

But soon, an invisible force snuffed out the flames, and Mo Shang's figure appeared once more.

"You're not cut out for this. Back where I come from, you couldn't even beat a chicken." Mo Shang brushed nonexistent dust off his clothes and spoke with a faint smile.

He didn't even need to defend against flames of this level. With the strength of his body, he could let Blazing Flame burn him all day without losing a single hair.

Besides, if Blazing Flame went to the Mystic Sky Continent, he really wouldn't be able to beat a chicken...

"Good. You've managed to make me angry."

Hearing this, fighting spirit surged in Blazing Flame's eyes. He stopped holding back, conjured a huge fireball, and hurled it at Mo Shang again.

A wave of heat swept over them, forcing everyone to retreat several steps. The power contained in this fireball was several times greater than that of his previous flaming fist!

But even so, Mo Shang still showed no sign of dodging.