Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 62: Give Them Some Face (Third - of the Day)

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Give Them Some Face (Third Chapter of the Day)

"Ha ha..."

Lu Mingliang laughed heartily, "Then I must trouble Brother Wen."

"As a general in the Huaxia military, how could I bear to see a talent like Yan Rufeng fall? Protecting him is my duty," Wen JiaRen said worriedly.

"Heh heh..."

"Brother Wen, for now, let Yan Rufeng clear your governor and conception vessels and enhance your cultivation. This way, you won’t be overly exhausted when traveling to the major mountains."

"Hehe."

Wen JiaRen rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "In that case, I shall comply with your suggestion."

The two of them went to Yan Rufeng’s residence, and Lu Mingliang stated their purpose. Yan Rufeng, without any hesitation, cleared Wen JiaRen’s governor and conception vessels and immediately elevated his cultivation to the Second Level of Qi Refining.

However, Yan Rufeng told Wen JiaRen, "General Wen, now that you can cultivate those Cultivation Techniques, you should focus on growing your cultivation peacefully. As for visiting the major mountains to seek protection for me, don’t trouble yourself. I, Yan Rufeng, don’t need anyone’s protection."

"Comrade Rufeng, this is for your own good. You are still young, don’t be willful, and comply with the arrangements," Wen JiaRen said sternly.

"General Wen, I have already posted online that the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword is in my possession. If they dare, they can come and take it," Yan Rufeng said nonchalantly.

"What?" Wen JiaRen and Lu Mingliang angrily questioned simultaneously.

"Comrade Rufeng, you are digging your own grave!" Wen JiaRen said furiously.

"Sigh..."

Lu Mingliang also sighed heavily, "Comrade Rufeng, delete the post immediately."

Yan Rufeng smiled faintly, "General Lu, the strong ones from Japan, if they can’t find the person who killed their three experts, will vent their anger on other Huaxia people. It will cause a bloody storm. Therefore, I will not delete the post."

"So be it. Fate shall unfold as it will. Tomorrow, you all can compete first, leave the rest to me."

"Sigh..."

Wen JiaRen sighed heavily and walked out the door, taking a helicopter to the Capital City.

At night, under the pitch-black sky and the gently swaying wind, people who were supposed to be in deep dreams were all tapping on their keyboards, sharing and commenting on Yan Rufeng’s post.

"I must admit, Yan Rufeng really has guts. It’s fine to hide the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword, but why did you tell others? Aren’t you afraid they’ll trouble you?" A netizen worried for Yan Rufeng.

"When did Yan Rufeng go to Japan? Why is one of the three Divine Artifacts, the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword, in his hands?" a skeptical netizen commented.

"No matter what, now Yan Rufeng has stirred up a hornet’s nest by taking their Divine Artifact. They’ll surely retaliate like crazy..."

"I’m truly worried about my husband. Stop sharing his post," a female netizen commented and tagged people sharing the post to delete it.

...

At this moment, a netizen jested, "Stop worrying blindly. Who is Yan Rufeng? He is Huaxia’s number one. So what if he has the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword? He personally posted it. Didn’t you see? If they dare, they can come and take it. If they don’t have the strength, would he dare to say such a thing?"

A netizen agreed, "This friend sees it rightly."

"Yan Rufeng truly deserves to be Huaxia’s number one. There are only a few days left until he accepts disciples. I really hope he notices my talent and potential. I want to become his disciple," added a netizen, tagging Yan Rufeng.

"I also want to become Yan Rufeng’s disciple. He is the ideal master in my heart," another netizen tagged Yan Rufeng.

As Yan Rufeng scrolled through the posts, he suddenly saw someone tag him, saying, "Yan Rufeng, I have to admire your courage. Since you admitted stealing the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword, hand it over within three days, and we will spare your life. Otherwise, prepare to face the wrath of our Japanese strongmen."

Yan Rufeng immediately replied, "Are you joking? Let me tell you, the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword is my war trophy. If you want the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword, step over my dead body to take it!"

Yan Rufeng’s reply instantly sparked millions of shares.

"Wow, the Heavenly Union Treasure Sword is Yan Rufeng’s war trophy. This Japanese person is so despicable, accusing my husband of stealing it," a female netizen commented, adding an angry emoji.

"Did you see that? His reply to the Japanese person’s words is so domineering, right? This is my husband, Yan Rufeng. I love you to bits!" many female netizens shared and commented.

"Yan Rufeng is truly worthy of being Huaxia’s number one. I surrender!"

"Step over my dead body to take it. This statement will attract countless Japanese strongmen. Yan Rufeng isn’t just any ordinary person, but I like him..."

...

That Japanese person replied angrily, "Since you want to die, I shall grant you your wish."

Yan Rufeng smiled faintly and replied immediately, "You choose the time and place. I will be there!"

That Japanese person replied helplessly, "Fine, wait for it. You will face the wrath of our Japanese strongmen..."

Yan Rufeng replied, "See you there!"

Yan Rufeng didn’t care about the online chatter, turned off his phone, and closed his eyes to meditate...

In the morning, a thin mist shrouded the base. A majestic and imposing team, clad in resplendent uniforms, stepped through the hazy and lavish curtain of mist, striding boldly and confidently towards the competition site.

The vast stretches of the Taihang Mountain, with its deep ravines and towering ridges, resembled a giant dragon resting on the earth. At the bottom of a crisscrossing cliff was a grand and imposing team.

As the instructor of the base, Yan Rufeng had naturally received the notice of this competition well in advance. The first round was a team combat capability test, the second round was an individual combat capability test, and the third round was a test among instructors, scheduled for two days later.

"Attention all, when we attack the stronghold on the opposite mountaintop in two days, spare them some face and don’t take it too quickly."

Yan Rufeng’s voice echoed through the valley.

"We obey Instructor Yan’s orders!"

"We obey Instructor Yan’s orders..."

Clanging and powerful sounds resounded through the valley, and Yan Rufeng waved his hand and said, "Sit and meditate on the spot, and wait for two days."

As soon as Yan Rufeng finished speaking, the thousand-strong team sat down in unison.

The gray sky was thick with clouds. A raindrop fell on the soldiers’ heads, creating a transparent splash. It began to rain; the rapid raindrops drenched the soldiers’ clothes.

The mountain wind blew, a chill arose from the heart, and the soldiers sat peacefully in the muddy ground, meditating. This showed that they had reached a state of selflessness.

The morning sunlight shone on the earth, casting a golden hue on the soldiers’ faces. Yan Rufeng slowly opened his eyes and sternly said to the officers in front of him, "All rise, we depart in three hours..."