Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 88 Zhao Wuji

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Zhao Wuji

Inside the base, a burst of hearty laughter came from Lu Mingliang’s office.

"Brother Zhao, after seeing the overall strength of our noncommissioned officers at our base these past two days, what is your opinion?" Lu Mingliang asked with a smile.

"Brother Lu, Wuji concedes defeat." Zhao Wuji cupped his hands and said.

"Ha ha..."

"Brother Wuji, before our two bases competed, I said that the losing side could send five people to the Secret Realm, and you disagreed. Now it seems that your old brother didn’t harm you, right?"

"Brother Wen, stop laughing at me." Zhao Wuji said a little embarrassedly to Wen JiaRen.

"Brother Zhao, it’s not that I don’t give you face. The five people you brought—do you think they won’t be a burden in the Secret Realm?" Wen JiaRen said frankly.

Zhao Wuji looked troubled and said, "Brother Wen, last time when our three bases united, we still didn’t achieve victory. This time going to the Secret Realm, if we don’t succeed, our base can only await dissolution."

At this time, Lu Mingliang gave Wen JiaRen a look. Wen JiaRen smiled and said, "Brother Wuji, even if your five people go to the Secret Realm, I believe that after this time in the Secret Realm, your base can’t escape being dissolved."

Zhao Wuji was momentarily stunned, thinking, "Since our last competition’s crushing defeat, the Capital City has not summoned me. Did Brother Wen hear something from the higher-ups?"

"Brother Wuji, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking of going home to enjoy your retirement after your base is disbanded?"

Wen JiaRen’s voice rang out again.

Zhao Wuji, looking much more haggard, slowly opened his mouth and said, "Brother Wen, is there any way to remedy this?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing Wen JiaRen’s straightforward response, Zhao Wuji quickly asked, "Brother Wen, then tell me what needs to be done to prevent our base from being dissolved."

"That depends on whether you are willing or not." Wen JiaRen took a sip of tea in front of him.

"Brother Wen, as long as the base is not disbanded, I, Zhao Wuji, will agree to any request."

Zhao Wuji’s firm answer made Lu Mingliang and Wen JiaRen exchange a smile.

Wen JiaRen stood up and said, "Brother Wuji, the only way to avoid disbandment is to merge with us."

Zhao Wuji pondered for a moment, thinking, "Since I, Zhao Wuji, have led troops, I have never lost to them. Unexpectedly, it has come to a situation where we are nearly dissolved. For the base’s sake, it must be done..."

"Brother Wuji, what’s the matter, you are unwilling?" Wen JiaRen asked.

"Brother Wen, don’t be anxious. Even if we merge, I must submit the paperwork first, right?" Zhao Wuji replied.

"Ha ha."

Wen JiaRen laughed, "Alright, then I will wait for your paperwork..."

After receiving Wen JiaRen’s call, Yan Rufeng arrived at the base. He handed Niuniu to Wen Tong and headed to Lu Mingliang’s office.

At the office door, Yan Rufeng heard occasional laughter and knocked on the door.

"It must be Major General Yan."

Wen JiaRen said, getting up to open the door.

Yan Rufeng faced a smiling Wen JiaRen and asked, "General Wen, what makes you so happy?"

Wen JiaRen took Yan Rufeng’s hand, leading him to the desk and said, "Comrade Rufeng, this is our old rival, General Zhao Wuji."

"Greetings, Chief." Yan Rufeng stood up straight and saluted.

Wen JiaRen then introduced Zhao Wuji, "Brother Wuji, this is Yan Rufeng, our base’s instructor, who has recently been promoted to Lieutenant General Rank."

Zhao Wuji returned a standard salute and praised, "Heroes indeed emerge from youth. Instructor Yan, you are already a Lieutenant General at such a young age. Truly commendable."

"Ha ha..."

Wen JiaRen laughed, "Brother Wuji, you are not wrong, I agree."

Zhao Wuji, seeing Wen JiaRen say this, replied awkwardly, "Brother Wen, it seems we are both old. It is now the young people’s world."

"Brother Zhao, you are absolutely right. When the youth are strong, the nation is strong. You and I are no longer useful." Wen JiaRen self-deprecatingly said.

"Brother Wen, don’t jest. Comrade Rufeng is already here, let him examine the five people Brother Zhao brought." Lu Mingliang urged.

"Brother Lu, I nearly forgot about this matter." Wen JiaRen laughed.

"General Zhao, did you bring them so early?" Yan Rufeng asked, somewhat surprised.

Zhao Wuji awkwardly said, "Instructor Yan, although our two bases are about to merge, I still hope that the people I brought can follow you into the Secret Realm. After all, they are the five strongest people on our side."

The Kunlun Secret Realm, the origin of Huaxia Spiritual Veins, with the Chan Sect’s Yuxu Palace located there, is mysterious and full of dangers. To enter successfully is extremely difficult, and if one’s strength is too weak, entering is merely a burden. For the safety of all personnel, Yan Rufeng decided that only those who had reached the Qi Refining Peak could enter.

Of course, Yan Rufeng did not reject Zhao Wuji outright but tactfully said, "General Lu, whether the five of them can enter the Secret Realm depends on whether their strength meets my requirements."

Zhao Wuji asked, "Instructor Yan, what are the requirements?"

Yan Rufeng calmly said, "General Zhao, I will select the weakest noncommissioned officer here. If they can defeat him, I will take them."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji was quite dissatisfied, thinking, "Yan Rufeng clearly doesn’t want my people to go. Even if they pick the strongest one, how can I tell the difference..."

Wen JiaRen saw through Zhao Wuji’s thoughts and immediately said, "Brother Wuji, don’t worry. Comrade Rufeng is as good as his word. He won’t pick the strongest person to compete against your people."

"Brother Wen, how can I tell?" Zhao Wuji said emotionally.

"I can."

"You can, don’t boast." Zhao Wuji scoffed.

"Heh."

Wen JiaRen laughed, "Brother Zhao, you don’t believe me? I will make you convinced."

Wen JiaRen utilized his cultivation technique and directed a surge of Spiritual Energy towards Zhao Wuji, uttering, "Rise!"

Zhao Wuji, three feet off the ground, instantly floated in mid-air.

"Ha ha."

Wen JiaRen smugly laughed, "Brother Wuji, how does it feel?"

"This, this is too incredible. Brother Wen, when did you inject the energy water?" Zhao Wuji asked in surprise.

Wen JiaRen slowly put Zhao Wuji down and said flatly, "Energy water? I wouldn’t deign to use that stuff."

Zhao Wuji seemed to remember something, and asked in astonishment, "Brother Wen, did you receive the Cultivator’s inheritance?"

"Nope."

Zhao Wuji asked confusedly, "Brother Wen, then how do you know Immortal Law?"

"Ha ha..."

"Brother Zhao, you flatter me. If this were Immortal Law, then Instructor Yan must be a God!"

"Ha ha..."

At this moment, Lu Mingliang laughed, "Brother Wen, Brother Zhao saying you know Immortal Law isn’t without reason. You and I had the fortune to receive the Cultivation Techniques from Comrade Rufeng. What we learned could be considered Immortal Law."

"Brother Lu, are you also a Cultivator?"

Lu Mingliang nodded and smiled, "Brother Zhao, not only are Brother Wen and I Cultivators, but all the noncommissioned officers in our base are Cultivators."

Now, Zhao Wuji was unsettled, thinking, "What is Yan Rufeng’s background to have turned everyone in the base into Cultivators? Such prowess, it’s no wonder we lost last time..."