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The memories he had obtained from Tian Jinzhong had already revealed everything he needed to know about the Jia Shen Rebellion and the Eight Miraculous Skills. There was no longer any need to rely on Wang Ai.
However, leaving such a petty figure alive would only lead to trouble. Even though this was just one of his avatars, he still had family members living as ordinary people, and he couldn't simply ignore them.
So, it was best to stick to the original plan and eliminate the problem.
Moreover, he needed the Tianxia Society to handle certain minor affairs for him in the future. He couldn't possibly deal with everything personally.
He had no time or interest in creating some new force from scratch—there was simply no need.
Once he had gathered all the items he desired and had nothing left that could significantly enhance his strength, he intended to go into long-term secluded cultivation.
Just like his Panda avatar.
"Grandpa Liu, please possess me!"
Feng Xingtong took out the spirit of Liu Kunsheng, the Millennia Snake Immortal, which he had obtained from Deng Youfu. He then allowed it to possess his own body. In an instant, the energy within him surged explosively.
The energy of the Millennia Snake Immortal Liu Kunsheng was incredibly powerful—among those present, only the Old Heavenly Master and that monster Feng Baobao could compare.
Of course, more energy didn't necessarily mean greater strength. The same amount of energy, when used by Feng Xingtong versus the Old Heavenly Master, would result in drastically different effects.
Still, even so, Feng Xingtong's overall power at this moment was not far off from that of Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan.
"Jin-ge, here I come!"
With black energy swirling around him, Feng Xingtong's body flashed and reappeared beside George.
However, just as he was about to make his next move, he suddenly saw a flash of electricity in front of him—then a sharp pain struck the back of his head, and everything went black.
George had used lightning to enhance his body, swiftly circling behind Feng Xingtong and delivering a blow to the back of his head.
"The winner: Jin Baobao!"
As the referee announced the result, the audience immediately erupted into animated discussions.
None of them had expected Jin Baobao to be this powerful—capable of taking down someone possessed by the Millennia Snake Immortal in a single move.
With this, the championship title was no longer a sure thing.
Previously, everyone believed that Zhang Lingyu was guaranteed to win. Even though Zhang Chulan had shown astonishing strength, he still seemed slightly inferior to Zhang Lingyu.
But now, out of nowhere, Jin Baobao had appeared as a true contender.
"Hahaha! Old Jin really didn't lie to me—my new phone is finally within reach!"
In the stands, Huang Ming cheered loudly for George, celebrating not just his win but also the massive 120,000 yuan bet he stood to collect. Liu Xingyang, sitting beside him, looked puzzled.
When had his junior become this close with Jin Baobao?
On the other side of the arena, Feng Zhenghao, who had been observing the match closely, broke into a wide smile. He had finally found his answer.
Based on the investigation results just received from his eldest son, combined with Jin Baobao's performance just now…
He could now confirm with high confidence that the death of the Dark Lord in Britain was likely tied to Jin Baobao. This meant Jin Baobao's strength was probably just below that of the Old Heavenly Master.
Claiming he could take out most of the Wang family's top-level exorcists was not just talk—Plan No. 1 could officially begin.
Apart from Huang Ming and Feng Zhenghao, the Old Heavenly Master was also in a good mood.
Although he'd been frustrated a few days ago after losing to a mysterious Taoist master, Jin Baobao's strength now came as a pleasant surprise.
According to the current tournament schedule, tomorrow would feature Jin Baobao versus Zhang Lingyu, and Zhang Chulan versus Feng Baobao.
Feng Baobao had been arranged by Quan Xing to protect Zhang Chulan throughout the tournament, so the outcome was already clear—Zhang Chulan would win.
If Jin Baobao lacked sufficient strength and lost to Zhang Lingyu, the final match would be between Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan.
Knowing his young disciple well, the Old Heavenly Master was certain that Zhang Chulan wasn't yet a match for Zhang Lingyu. If that happened, his carefully orchestrated Luotian Dajiao would have been for nothing.
He wanted Zhang Chulan to become the Heavenly Master—not only to protect him. Once Zhang Chulan became the Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, no one would dare make a move against him. It would also help ease the guilt he felt over Zhang Huaiyi.
Secondly, it was to use the restrictions placed upon the Heavenly Master to prevent Zhang Chulan from digging deeper into the events of the past. That way, even if Zhang Chulan uncovered the truth, he would be unable to reveal it.
So, to ensure Zhang Chulan's victory, he was prepared to take action—perhaps even drug Zhang Lingyu.
But if Jin Baobao could defeat Zhang Lingyu, then everything would work out just fine.
Because even if Jin Baobao won the final match against Zhang Chulan, he couldn't become the Heavenly Master. He would only receive the Tongtian Talisman. The position of Heavenly Master would still fall to Zhang Chulan as the runner-up.
That would settle everything.
Day 5 of Luotian Dajiao, morning.
Feng Baobao faced Zhang Chulan and put on an Oscar-worthy performance, infuriating the audience to the point where they chased the pair for several kilometers after the match ended.
In the afternoon, George faced off against Zhang Lingyu.
"Jin-ge, Jin-ge, you have to win!"
Before the match, George ran into Zhang Chulan, who looked more excited than anyone else present—his face and tone overflowing with anticipation.
George, of course, understood why. If he defeated Zhang Lingyu, Zhang Chulan would inherit the position of Heavenly Master.
George even suspected that, knowing how shameless Zhang Chulan could be, the guy might just surrender outright in the final match.
"Xiao Zhang, come here. Jin-ge wants to have a word with you."
"Jin-ge, say the word—whatever it is."
Zhang Chulan didn't mind at all that George, who was younger than him, called him "Xiao Zhang." He trotted over eagerly.
George put his arm around Zhang Chulan's shoulder and smiled:
"I know what you're thinking. Zhang Lingyu is no match for me, so the Heavenly Master position is basically yours.
To be honest, I'm not interested in anything else. I entered Luotian Dajiao for one reason: the Tongtian Talisman.
Also, I'm quite intrigued by your Qi Body Source Stream."
"Jin-ge, I knew you were extraordinary the moment I saw you.
But honestly, I don't know much about the Qi Body Source Stream. My grandfather only taught me the Golden Light Incantation and Thunder Techniques.
Both the Wang and Lü family heads have investigated me and confirmed it—lots of people know about this already."
Zhang Chulan looked completely innocent, not a hint of deception on his face.
George patted his shoulder.
"I know you're suspicious by nature. But don't worry—I won't forcefully take your Qi Body Source Stream.
I prefer peaceful exchanges.
You're a smart guy. You should know exactly what it is you truly need.
Maybe you're still unsure of my true strength. That's fine. You'll understand soon enough.
The secrets of the Jia Shen Rebellion, the Eight Miraculous Skills—if you're willing to trade your Qi Body Source Stream, I'll tell you everything.
Or, if you run into serious trouble, I can protect you. There's no one in this world your Jin-ge can't protect."
Leaving behind a visibly shaken Zhang Chulan—his pupils contracted and posture stiff—George walked confidently into the tournament arena with his hands behind his back.
Zhang Chulan might be able to fool others, but not him. His psychic ability clearly detected that Zhang Chulan was lying.
There was no doubt—Zhang Chulan had inherited the Qi Body Source Stream.
But George wasn't in a rush. He had just acquired the cultivation techniques of Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Summoning and Spirit Commanding Art. Soon, he would also obtain the Tongtian Talisman.
He planned to exchange that talisman for various techniques and Taoist arts.
In any case, with a tracking spell in place, as long as Zhang Chulan was alive, George could locate him at any time.
There was no need to hurry.
(End of Chapter)