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Chapter 337 - 300 Storm is Coming

Chapter 337: 300 Storm is Coming

Yanjing West Mountain is an offshoot of Taihang Mountain, historically known as "the Head of Taihang Mountain" and also called Little Qingliang Mountain. It towers like a dragon or python, arching protectively over Yanjing City from the west, and ancient people referred to it as "the Divine Capital’s Right Arm."

In the early days of the national era, the offices of several prominent figures were located in West Mountain. Over time, these figures gradually moved to the Hong Qiang Courtyard, and West Mountain slowly turned into a base for military brass.

After the era of alliances began, the Yanhuang Organization set up its headquarters outside the Hong Qiang Courtyard, with its base in West Mountain.

This also indirectly confirmed the status of the Yanhuang Organization—it had not been established for long but had already become Huaxia’s strongest force for security alongside the police, armed police, and military!

At dawn, the sun slowly rose, and the morning light poured down, making the winding Taihang Mountain look like a lively red dragon from a distance.

Yanhuang Organization Yanjing Training Base.

Several members of the Yanhuang Organization sat cross-legged on a small square on the east side of the base, meditating under the morning light.

If a magician were present, they could have seen at a glance that the small square was arranged with a "Nine Star Gathering Spirit Array." The array operated by burning essence stones to harness energy, incessantly drawing the heaven and earth primordial Qi from above West Mountain, which the members of the Yanhuang Organization absorbed.

For them, if they had no missions on hand, they generally remained at the base to practice cultivation.

This cultivation included meditation, martial arts practice, live combat drills, and mastering certain skills required by military special forces.

Superb super soldiers!

This was what the Huaxia higher-ups demanded of them!

Guardians of Huaxia.

This was how the other Five Great Alliances praised them.

Just as the American Alliance’s ’Superpower Alliance’ was also known as the guardians of the American Alliance.

As the second-ranked genius of the younger generation of the Yanhuang Organization, Ye Long, aside from receiving resources and treatment far exceeding other young members, was treated the same in all other respects.

When not on a mission, he, too, had to return to the base for cultivation and was strictly forbidden to leave the base unless there were special circumstances. Even leaving required strict adherence to the "Confidentiality Regulations," with breaches being treated as treason.

Once the morning sun fully rose, the meditation session ended, and the Yanhuang Organization members opened their eyes one after another and stood up.

"Report, instructor, I request to leave the base for four hours," said Ye Long, stepping forward from the crowd, saluting the instructor, and making his request.

"What’s the matter?" the instructor asked.

Ye Long replied, "Report, instructor, I need to go to headquarters to request Elder Gushan of the Resource Hall to refine a magic artifact for me."

"Approved, remember to return on time!"

Upon hearing this, the instructor promptly granted the leave.

"Yes!"

Ye Long responded loudly, then lowered his arm and strode away from the cultivation square.

"I heard that the organization originally provided Ye Long with three plant essences for him to bid on the Black Iron Fist set at the auction, but he failed," said one member.

"True, and I heard that the person who got the Black Iron Fist set is called Ye Fan, Ye Long’s cousin," another added.

"A cooked duck got away, Ye Long really has bad luck."

"Better luck than us, though."

"Yes, although he did not get the Black Iron Fist set, having Master Gushan refine a magic artifact personally for him still means it’s definitely a top-grade mid-level magical artifact, while we don’t even get a chance to have Master Gushan make one for us."

...

On the cultivation square, those Yanhuang Organization members watched Ye Long’s retreating figure and discussed among themselves with varying emotions—some gloating, some envious and resentful, and some sympathetic, each harboring their own schemes.

"Hmph, even if that bastard has the Black Iron Fist set, so what? With the top-grade mid-level magical artifact Elder Gushan is making for me, I can still thrash him like a dog!"

As a Peak stage of Innate Martial Artist, Ye Long’s hearing was far superior to ordinary people. Hearing his companions’ comments, he secretly clenched his fists, appearing disdainful, but actually, it was sour grapes.

Forty minutes later.

Ye Long drove to the Yanhuang Organization headquarters just outside the Hong Qiang Courtyard.

Like many important institutions, the Yanhuang Organization’s headquarters building was constructed impressively and also subtly incorporated Feng Shui and formations, enriching the primordial Qi at the rooftop.

Driving into the courtyard of the Yanhuang Organization headquarters, Ye Long jumped out of the car, walked into the building, and took the elevator to the eighteenth floor of the Resource Hall.

The so-called Resource Hall essentially combines the roles of the military’s equipment and logistics departments, providing the members of the Yanhuang Organization with resources for cultivation and equipment needed for missions, but it included elements of the Martial Arts World, hence being called a Hall.

A few minutes later, Ye Long unobstructedly reached the office door of the elder of the Resource Hall and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Soon, an elusive voice sounded as if from the farthest reaches of heaven, yet it clearly resonated in Ye Long’s ears.

Creak!

Ye Long pushed open the door and was greeted by a spacious office, which, aside from having the usual office facilities, only contained two sets of bookcases filled with various old, ancient books.

Click—

As Ye Long stepped into the office, a sudden thud sounded in the quiet office, and the north wall transformed into a hidden door that slowly opened.

Seeing this, Ye Long didn’t hesitate and immediately walked towards the hidden door.

Unlike the bright office, the area beyond the hidden door was dimly lit, seemingly endless, and ominously chilling.

"Woo woo~"

Before Ye Long even entered, the sound of howling yin wind could be heard.

Although he knew that the Artifact Refining Room in Elder Gushan’s care was filled with yin energy, Ye Long’s face still slightly changed when he suddenly heard the howling of the yin wind, and then, steeling himself, he walked into the Dark Sect.

Inside the Dark Sect was a hall about half the size of a soccer field, with an ancient stove placed in the middle and various strange and ancient Artifact Refining Materials arranged around it.

In the dim space, Elder Gushan, wearing a black robe, was sitting cross-legged in front of the stove. The stove emitted greenish flames, illuminating Elder Gushan’s wrinkled face, giving him an appearance like an Evil Ghost arriving in the mortal world at first glance.

"Elder Gu."

Feeling the pervasive yin energy in the refining room and seeing Elder Gushan’s frightful face, Ye Long bowed respectfully and his expression was filled with awe.

Ye Long’s reverence was partly due to Elder Gushan’s identity as a Magician.

The Magician School mainly divided into Manipulation Stream and Illusion Technique Stream. The former used strong spiritual power to manipulate Magical Artifacts for combat, while the latter specialized in using Magic and Formation to create illusions that silently destroyed the opponent’s consciousness.

As the second-ranked genius among the younger generation of the Yanhuang Organization, Ye Long was well aware that Elder Gushan, like the Sect Leader of the Ghost Sect, Wu Mu, specialized in the Illusion Technique Stream of magic, adept at using Evil Yin Qi to create illusions to defeat his enemies.

Moreover, Ye Long knew that Elder Gushan also utilized the yin energy from the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to induce Yin Fire while crafting Magical Artifacts.

This was why the flames in the stove were green.

On the other hand, his awe was also because of Elder Gushan’s status as an elder.

Although the Yanhuang Organization was headed by Huaxia’s strongest, Yan, due to his frequent meditative cultivations, Yan rarely intervened in the organization’s affairs, distributing his power among the five Great Elders, only appearing during major events.

Under such circumstances, the power of the Yanhuang Organization’s five Great Elders was tremendously significant, akin to the heads of the four major military departments.

"Originally, I was to refine a set of fistwraps for you, but I received a last-minute order from the leader to craft six Flying Knives for someone else. You’ll have to come back in a few days." Elder Gushan spoke expressionlessly while simultaneously controlling the Formation to prevent the Yin Fire from damaging the materials.

"Elder Gu, has the organization recruited a new Magician?" Hearing Elder Gushan’s words, Ye Long looked puzzled.

Apart from Elder Gushan and a handful of other Magicians, all other members of the Yanhuang Organization practiced ’Yanhuang Fist’, a martial arts created by Yan.

Among those Magicians, only one was an Early Innate Mage and could not possibly use Mind Power to manipulate Flying Knives in combat.

Thus, it was impossible for Elder Gushan to be refining Flying Knives for those few Magicians in the organization, leaving only the possibility that he was creating them for a new Magician!

"I am crafting Flying Knives for Ye Fan." Elder Gushan shook his head.

Ye Fan?!

Hearing this name, Ye Long was as if he had heard the most incredible thing in the world, instantly widening his eyes and staring unbelievably at Elder Gushan!

Shocked.

Ye Long was completely stunned!

Because... Ye Fan was not a member of the Yanhuang Organization and had no right to have Elder Gushan craft Magical Artifacts for him!

Moreover, in Ye Long’s view, even if Ye Fan managed to have Elder Gushan craft a Magical Artifact through special channels, he shouldn’t have been prioritized over him!

After all, he was the second-ranked genius among the younger generation of the Yanhuang Organization!

The Yanhuang Organization’s full-fledged martial arts genius next only to the top-ranked genius Leng Feng!!

"Elder Gu... how come you are crafting a Magical Artifact for him?"

After several seconds, Ye Long barely recovered from the shock and asked in disbelief.

"The leader said it was your Ye Family who requested it." Upon hearing this, Elder Gushan raised an eyebrow: "What? You didn’t know about this?"

"Elder Gu, I wasn’t aware of this." Ye Long was startled again and swiftly his eyes sparkled, seemingly pondering why the Ye Family would commission the Yanhuang Organization to craft a Magical Artifact for Ye Fan.

"Alright, the critical moment in the crafting process is coming, I need to focus fully on the refinement now. Leave the materials and go." Elder Gushan, unaware of Ye Long’s thoughts, was constantly monitoring the stove. Seeing that the sword body of the Taiyin Xuan Sword in the stove was gradually melting, he coldly issued an expulsion order.

"Yes, Elder Gu!"

Although Ye Long was dissatisfied, he still obediently left the materials and turned to leave.

"Damn it! It must be Ye Wenhao who approached the leader and had Elder Gushan craft a Magical Artifact for that bastard Ye Fan!"

Upon leaving Elder Gushan’s office, Ye Long subjectively speculated, feeling extremely angry, with his hatred for Ye Fan rising sharply, as though if Ye Fan appeared before him, he would tear him to shreds.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan was unaware of all this.

In the courtyard where Chu Ji resided, Ye Fan received a call from Ye Wenhao.

"Xiao Fan, thank you."

On the other end of the phone, Ye Wenhao, having heard of Ye Fan’s return to the Ye Family, subconsciously thought it was because of him and was overjoyed. Along with the joy, he was also moved.

"Dad, I..."

Seeming to guess Ye Wenhao’s thoughts, Ye Fan felt a bit awkward, trying to explain something.

"Xiao Fan, no need to say anything else, I know your thoughts."

Perhaps due to the overwhelming joy, Ye Wenhao interrupted Ye Fan, laughing and saying, "On New Year’s Day, it’s your great-grandfather’s 110th birthday, and there will be a birthday party at the Ye Family Mansion. I will rush back to Yanjing and go with you."

"Okay."

Ye Fan hesitated briefly before agreeing, and at the same time, he quietly clenched his fists, narrowing his eyes slightly: Is the storm coming?

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