One Sword Instant Kill—You're the Strongest Sequence

"If we can keep it hidden, then keep it hidden. If we can't, then we'll just make it public."

"Didn't we manage to cover up the Spirit Cult attack last time? What's so different about this one?"

Liu Chang leaned against the side as well, his right hand supporting his chin. His brows were tightly furrowed, as though he had been thinking about something the whole time. Even when replying to Liu Ming, he seemed somewhat distracted.

"How could it be the same?"

"During the last Spirit Cult attack, those ordinary people didn't suffer any actual casualties. It was easy enough to brush it off."

"But this time, residents were killed right on the scene. There might not be any information released publicly, but what about privately?"

"The internet is so complicated now. Ordinary residents aren't that easy to fool. For all we know, those videos have already gone viral on everyone's phones."

Liu Ming had transitioned from being a police officer to joining the special organization, so he was extremely sensitive to such matters. Once ordinary citizens lost their sense of security, it could easily lead to uncontrollable incidents.

"Enough, little bro. What you're talking about is all minor stuff."

Liu Chang impatiently waved his hand and pushed himself off the wall, changing the subject. "Who do you think killed that Spirit Cult bastard?"

"If there's nothing wrong with Bai Lan's Sequence, then it was probably still that mysterious expert. Everything that's happened lately has been connected to him."

Liu Ming knew his older brother did not like hearing such details, so he stopped talking about it and merely answered his question.

"So it really was him?"

The corner of Liu Chang's mouth curled up.

He recalled the day of the Spirit Cult attack, when he had seen the mysterious expert's energy fluctuations. That mysterious expert had definitely become much stronger than he had been that day. Otherwise, there was no way he could have killed a fourth-tier Sequencer, even if that fourth-tier Sequencer had been a knockoff.

Liu Chang roared inwardly, I really fucking want to fight a genius like that.

Liu Ming glanced at Liu Chang's expression and practically guessed what his older brother was thinking. He spread his hands helplessly. "Big bro, don't even think about having our organization investigate that mysterious expert for you. That goes against the operational principles our organization has established."

"Don't worry. I won't trouble you, little bro. A challenge like this is only fun if I find him myself."

Liu Chang clenched his right fist tightly, his heart pounding thump, thump. Looking thoroughly fired up, he took a long while before turning to look at Liu Ming and suddenly saying, "Little bro, remember to report what happened here to headquarters."

"Also, I just saw Bai Lan take Su Xing to the hospital. As Su Yu's older brother, he's still just an ordinary person. Once this is over, send some people to guard the sword dojo and watch over the two brothers in case anything happens."

"That was already part of the plan."

Liu Ming nodded. He had proposed protecting Su Xing long ago.

It was just that the Spirit Cult's repeated attacks had left the special organization in southern Cang City, already lacking in top-tier combat power, unable to spare enough manpower. Once this matter was over, that situation should improve.

"Alright, I'll leave the rest to you."

Liu Chang nodded, raising his right hand beside his face as if about to snap his fingers. He turned to Liu Ming and said, "Then your big bro will be leaving first." The moment he finished speaking, there was a snap, and Liu Chang vanished from the spot.

Su Xing said goodbye to Bai Lan after picking up Su Yu, and they finally set off on the road back to the sword dojo.

Su Yu sat in the car with his eyes fixed on the view outside the window, seemingly lost in thought. Perhaps he had grown tired of seeing the same things day and night during his hospitalization.

This driver drove extremely fast. In just over ten minutes, they arrived at the entrance to the sword dojo. After dropping off Su Xing and Su Yu, he sped away.

"Big bro, can you tell me what happened to you now?"

Su Yu followed Su Xing all the way back into the sword dojo before slowly asking. Su Xing glanced at his younger brother, took a couple of steps, sat down in a chair, poured himself a cup of hot water, and said, "Didn't I tell you?"

"I ran into a Spirit Cult guy, then killed him."

"Big bro... you make it sound as simple as opening the fridge and eating an ice cream bar. Could killing a fourth-tier Sequencer really be that easy?!"

Su Yu was speechless.

He knew his older brother was not lying to him, but what puzzled him was how his brother had leveled up so quickly.

When he had protected him before, he had only been third-tier. Now he could directly kill a fourth-tier Sequencer. That rate of improvement was utterly insane.

Su Xing took a sip of hot water and looked at Su Yu, who was still standing there. Smiling, he said, "What's with that look? You're unhappy that your big bro's gotten stronger?"

"It's not that I'm unhappy..."

Su Yu muttered quietly.

Before, he had been at the peak of the second tier while his brother was third-tier, so he still felt like he could catch up. But now his brother could directly kill fourth-tier Sequencers, making Su Yu feel a sour sort of why the hell are you so amazing? It was like wanting your friend to do well, but not wanting them to do too well.

Yet that sourness only lasted a moment.

After all, Su Xing was not a friend. He was Su Yu's biological older brother. Su Yu was still happy that his brother possessed such great strength. He took out his phone and handed it to Su Xing. "Big bro, take a look."

"The latest news from the organization."

Su Xing accepted the phone and only then noticed that it looked different from an ordinary phone. It had something like an antenna on it, and the entire device was unusually thick, seemingly made from some kind of special alloy. It was incredibly tough—holding up under his strength for several seconds without being crushed should not be a problem.

"Spirit Cult forces in the north have basically been pacified. The next strategic focus will shift to the south."

"All organization members stationed in the south, please proceed to the organization building before six tomorrow for a combat meeting."

"Sender: Li Yu."

Su Xing read it, then handed the phone back to Su Yu. He lifted his cup again, gently blew on it, and asked, "What do you think they'll discuss at this meeting?"

"Who knows?"

Su Yu waved his hand. "Once the meeting's over, I'll definitely tell you, big bro. After all, I'm still counting on you to save my sorry life."

"Tch. Maybe you won't need me in the future."

Su Xing took a sip of hot water and smiled at Su Yu. "After all, once your strategic focus shifts to the south, you probably won't be as short on manpower as before. The people assigned to protect you might be in place as soon as tomorrow."

"That's true, but I feel more at ease with you protecting me, big bro."

Su Yu smiled.

Su Xing waved his hand after hearing that. He merely said, "I'm going to practice my swordsmanship," and ignored Su Yu no matter how much he tried to act cute.

The next day, six o'clock, organization building.

The conference room was packed with people. There were members from the north as well as local members from the south. They all sat quietly, waiting for Li Yu's meeting to begin.

Li Yu sat at the head of the table, his expression somewhat unpleasant. He knocked on the table, cleared his throat twice, and said, "At this combat meeting, I don't intend to discuss how we should campaign against the Spirit Cult."

Li Yu's very first sentence exceeded everyone's expectations. They looked at one another in confusion. If they were not going to discuss fighting the Spirit Cult, then what were they going to discuss? Surely they were not just here to shoot the breeze!

But Li Yu's second sentence was even more shocking, like a massive bomb exploding directly in the conference room.

"Brothers, the Spirit Realm has reacted."

"Brothers, the Spirit Realm has reacted."

Li Yu's voice was calm, but when it fell upon the conference hall, it was like a bomb dropping into a lake, instantly stirring up towering waves.

Countless organization members shot to their feet with a bang, their faces pale as they stared at Li Yu without saying a word. It was not that they did not want to speak—they simply could not get the words out. Until Liu Ming was the first to ask, "Senior Li Yu, are you saying that the Spirit Realm has descended?"

The moment Liu Ming said that, everyone's faces turned deathly pale. If the Spirit Realm had descended ahead of schedule, it meant all the preparations they had made for so long before the war would become useless.

Beijing would certainly fall into a bitter battle, and massive casualties might already have occurred. Countless civilians with no combat ability would suffer undeserved calamity, while the false peace the special organization had maintained for so long would turn into nothing but a bubble.

"It's not that serious yet."

Li Yu waved his hand, signaling for the organization members who had stood up to sit back down.

Hearing Li Yu say that it was not that serious, color returned to their faces. One by one, they sat down, producing the sounds of chairs scraping and bodies dropping into seats.

To them, as long as the Spirit Realm had not descended early, there was still room to salvage the situation.

Even after everyone sat down, Li Yu's furrowed brows did not relax. His fingers tapped rhythmically against the table, producing crisp knock, knock, knock sounds. Only when he suddenly sighed did the knocking gradually cease.

Li Yu raised his head, cleared his throat twice, and said, "Although the Spirit Realm has not descended yet, we may no longer need to go to Beijing."

"What do you mean?"

Some slower-witted members failed to understand immediately and asked instinctively, but quite a few people seemed to have already connected the dots. They quickly turned to stare at Li Yu, waiting for his next words.

"According to an investigation by Beijing's special organization, they discovered that the Spirit Realm's original anchor point has disappeared."

"This information only reached us yesterday afternoon. The chief director of Beijing's special organization contacted my father—the chief director of Cang City—and personally informed him of the news."

Though this news was not as severe as the Spirit Realm descending early, it was still no small matter. It meant that most of their strategies for Beijing had become completely ineffective. The conference hall instantly erupted into discussion, until one member raised a hand and asked: