A Meeting of Fierce Scolding

Like a patch of chives that never dies, Grean can harvest one crop only to have another grow back.

The size of the Aomeijia Alliance can withstand this kind of turmoil.

Compared to the physical weakness he experienced after the last ritual, Grean was in good health this time, only suffering from some mental stress.

In the past, Grean served in the Grand Council for a short period of time, resulting in poor fortune and making it difficult for him to witness the physical manifestations of Xuanming and Zhang Xuezhou. This time, however, he had the opportunity to come into close contact with them.

Although he was like a fish on a chopping board, Grean didn't realize it. He even felt that Zhang Xuezhou's ritual was broadening his horizons rather than subjecting him to a spiritual baptism.

"Let me tell you, that scene was truly awe-inspiring. You can't understand it at all without seeing it with your own eyes. I'm still completely stunned..."

As he was helped away and sat down to rest, Grian chattered on about what he had seen, but when asked to describe the scene, he found it difficult to do so.

"This is a very mysterious ritual. I've heard that Professor Zhang possesses divine power; perhaps this is a blessing from the gods!"

Grean found it difficult to think the worst.

If someone were willing to clear away the troubles and make him emperor directly, and even ensure his safety afterwards, how bad could their character be to even begin to imagine the worst? Even if Grian was a fence-sitter, he felt he couldn't remain fence-sitter himself.

If Zhang Xuezhou is willing to acknowledge him, Grean feels it's fine to call him 'godfather'.

In short, Zhang Xuezhou ensured that he remained the Speaker of the Grand Council, facilitated the subsequent transfer of power to Badun, and even guaranteed him a place in Western Capital City.

With several guarantees in hand, Grean was free from worries about survival and the future. He only hoped to make as much money as possible in the position of Grand Council Speaker so that he could travel around Western Capital City to make connections and accumulate wealth after his retirement, thus settling down quickly.

As for coordinating a few ceremonies, those are just minor details.

As long as he didn't die from being stabbed in the neck, Grian didn't care. Even if he lost an arm or leg while bleeding, it wouldn't matter; he could just get a prosthetic.

With a solemn expression, he called his three sons to his side and repeatedly whispered instructions, informing them of the future direction of the Lineage.

With the opposition in parliament gone, the Montes Lineage regained its dominance. Grean made no attempt to conceal his ulterior motives, but no one voiced any opposition; at most, they appeared resigned.

As the Speaker of the Grand Council, who was also recognized by Montes Badun, no Montes Lineage member dared to voice their opposition. They could only wait until Montes Badun was truly in control before taking action.

"I didn't feel anything special at the time!"

"Me too!"

Grean had his own things to do, and Zhang Xuezhou had his own things to do as well.

He asked Luo Burang and Zhang Manqian, who were standing next to him, and learned that the two of them had no feelings at all. They had just stood next to him for three hours and could only turn their gaze to the bronze tortoise.

On the bronze tortoise, the hyena's four legs moved like the wind.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the scenery behind the hyena shifted back and forth, while its position on the bronze tortoise moved by almost a millimeter.

Although he didn't know his own reference coordinates, Zhang Xuezhou was very clear that Huang Daoxian was constantly moving towards him.

If the other party can keep going, there might be a result in two or three days.

If Zhang Xuezhou walks towards the other party, the time can be significantly reduced.

"This guy seems to be having a good time in the Qinmeng region!"

The scene flashed too fast, leaving a blurry shadow on the bronze tortoise. Even with Zhang Xuezhou's sharp eyesight, he could hardly see it clearly. However, occasionally, Zhang Xuezhou could see traces of familiar mutated plants.

This led Zhang Xuezhou to speculate that Huang Daoxian was in Qinmeng, or even possibly near Huli Port, where there were many mutated plants.

This is completely different from Luo'an Province or the Scarlet Alliance State.

It must be said that cultivators who can explore wilderness areas are all highly skilled.

Zhang Xuezhou had never known that Huang Daoxian could travel so far, from being rooted in Luo'an Province and unable to move, to relying on the hyena. The difference between the two was extremely stark.

Without special abilities to pinpoint the target, even he would find it somewhat hard to believe.

"Let's wait a bit!"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't rush to meet them, but instead waited.

Using his power, he took Luo Burang and Zhang Manqian on a tour of various laboratories in Brampeda.

While passing the time, they could also learn about the technology of this old empire.

Many local Lineage took away a large number of researchers from the Aomeijia Alliance, but the research on key projects of the Aomeijia Alliance was managed by the Montes Lineage. The relevant researchers were transferred before the turmoil, so the fundamental scientific research of the Aomeijia Alliance was not damaged.

The impact of the civil war was not significant, and the spider infestation had virtually no impact on research.

On one hand, there is the resettlement of tens of millions of displaced people, and on the other hand, there is the spider tide that is more likely to break out next spring. On one hand, there is the peaceful and prosperous life in Blanpeda, and on the other hand, there is the orderly research and development.

This situation is surreal, yet it's also reality.

Even Badun couldn't find fault with the situation in the Aomeijia Alliance.

"You all keep looking around. If you encounter any problems, just ask Grean. I'm going out to meet an old friend!"

After wandering around Brampeda for four days, Zhang Xuezhou finally saw the scene on the bronze tortoise freeze, familiar architectural traces emerge, and an old dog curled up under a landscape tree, licking its paws and whimpering.

He squinted at her several times, but instead of inviting Zhang Manqian, he chose to meet her alone.

"An old friend?"

Zhang Manqian glanced at the bronze tortoise, nodded, and then asked for a monocular telescope, peering into the distance through it.

After several adjustments, she finally saw the image appear on the bronze tortoise.

Zhang Xuezhou left very quickly, and just as Zhang Manqian had expected, Zhang Xuezhou did indeed go to see the old dog on the bronze tortoise.

Zhang Manqian had also met Huang Daoxian and knew very well the principle that one cannot judge a book by its cover.

If they are not careful, they could fall into a trap, which would then become Huang Daoxian's means to control Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou clearly did not want to give Huang Daoxian this opportunity.

"They actually started arguing! My brother still knows how to use his strengths as always!"

Zhang Manqian failed to master the Soul-Stirring Beast Control Technique, while Wang Haoran and the others were somewhat involved. She knew about the technique, but she also found it hard to believe that it would have any effect on Huang Daoxian.

Only then, seeing Huang Daoxian's expression of wanting to leave yet finding it difficult to do so, did she realize that Zhang Xuezhou's guess was correct; Huang Daoxian indeed couldn't cause any more trouble.

The harsher the insults, the angrier Huang Daoxian becomes, and the more the other party is restrained.

"This technique is perfect for Naggs. As long as he continues to use it, the number of people in the British Alliance State who love him will increase just as much as the number who hate him!"

As Zhang Manqian pondered the best practitioner of Technique Method, she suddenly felt her eyelids twitch.

Through the telescope, a scantily clad woman with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, wearing only a few pieces of red armor to cover her private parts, walks from a distance.

The other party's words caused Huang Daoxian to jump up and bark like a dog at the woman. Zhang Xuezhou's expression also quickly became serious.