Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

``` In the capital city of Luojing, within the residence of the Imperial Censor Zhao. Linghu Mingde, who was leisurely fishing in the backyard, received a message from his granddaughter. Rain Falling on Dust (Fang Ranran): Grandfather, the operation by the Anti-Treason Division is almost complete, and it can be considered a grand spectacle. Nearly eighty percent of the heterodox practitioners on our list have been arrested. Linghu Mingde broke into a smile, "I've seen it, the young man is not bad at all, when he moves, he does so like thunderous landslides. He even deliberately slowed down for a few days, used misdirection, letting everyone lower their guard, which is very good." Fang Ranran, however, was not convinced after seeing the message. In her view, ever since Lin Hao took office, his approach appeared erratic and random, swinging the hammer here and there, making it hard to discern his true intentions. The reason he waited until today to take action should be that the Anti-Treason Division was unable to spare the manpower until now. However, Lin Hao's move had produced surprising effects. When everyone thought Lin Hao would focus solely on the smuggling case and the arson case involving the Luo family's estate and had no time for other matters, he turned around and struck another blow. This time, many people inside and outside the city of Luojing were caught off guard, not expecting Lin Hao to take action against them. Of course, the main reason was the accurate intelligence provided by her grandfather Linghu Mingde, something nobody anticipated. This was also where she felt an inward sense of concern. Rain Falling on Dust (Fang Ranran): Grandfather, are we really okay doing this? Some should be able to guess what we're up to, and we'll offend many people. Linghu Mingde shook his head, "Ranran, although you're clever and have inherited most of your father's excellent traits, you are far less ruthless and determined than he was." However, this was exactly why Linghu Mingde liked this child. At this time, Linghu Mingde received a video call request. The caller was Ram Kaziya, CEO of Kangcai Passenger Ship Company. Linghu Mingde switched to an audio call and accepted the request. The CEO spoke with fury: "Mr. Linghu, the intelligence for this Anti-Treason Division's operation must have come from you, right? What you are doing is highly unethical! You have not only violated the Federal Heterodox Act but also betrayed your compatriots." Linghu Mingde smiled faintly, "Mr. Kaziya, I don't understand what you're talking about. Moreover, this kind of baseless slander without evidence; I will have someone send you a lawyer's letter." Linghu Mingde stood up gracefully, picked up some rice from a table nearby, and threw it into the lake: "Since you've contacted me now, let's discuss the matter we talked about a few days ago. Can you stop the starship leasing cooperation between Kangcai Passenger Ship Company and Jin's Trading Company?" Ram Kaziya's voice grew frosty, "Are you threatening me?" "No! I don't mean to threaten you," said Linghu Mingde, his lips curling slightly. "This is the final ultimatum before a declaration of war! I have said, if you choose to continue standing with them, you're an enemy of the Linghu family." Linghu Mingde heard the CEO's breathing become anxious, and he asked with a hint of sarcasm, "Mr. Kaziya, since you can call me, it means you're aware of my capabilities. Why then would you underestimate my determination?" "Madman, you're a madman!" Ram Kaziya cursed repeatedly on the phone, filled with incomprehension, "You are playing with fire! Mr. Linghu, not only are you breaking the rules, but you will also offend many people. Aren't you afraid that after your death, your descendants will be settled by those you have offended in the fall?" "That's why before I die, I must deal with all the enemies of the family. Dead people can't take revenge, can they?" Linghu Mingde's white eyebrows rose slightly: "So, what is your answer, Kaziya? As far as I know, your group has only lost some peripherals, but you should be aware that after this phone call, there is no more room for turning back between us." After a long silence, Ram Kaziya finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Kangcai Passenger Ship Company will terminate all transportation leasing cooperation with Jin's Trading Company within three days. I'm done playing with you bunch of bastards!" After finishing his words, he hung up the phone, while Linghu Mingde smiled and continued to sit back on his recliner. At this time, Linghu Mingde also received several communication requests, but he wasn't interested in entertaining them. In the entire Earth Federation, there weren't many people worthy of a direct phone call from him. He sent a message to his granddaughter: "Ranran, are you interested in taking charge of the 'Urban Construction Party'?" Rain Falling on Dust (Fang Ranran): "Grandfather, what are you talking about? The Urban Construction Party is a faction supported by the Jin family, with deep and entrenched power. How would I have a chance to take charge of that party?" ``` Rainfall on the Heart (Fang Ranran): !!! Granduncle, you are allowing me to enter politics? Linghu Mingde laughed dismissively: Whether you can enter politics depends on your luck, you can start preparing early, but the conditions I've set for you before haven't changed, revitalizing the Breeding Equipment Department of Mingde University is still the premise for your political career. Linghu Mingde: Also, you need to find a way to contact it and gain its full recognition. Rainfall on the Heart (Fang Ranran): The Heart of Guang Ming No. 9? What do you mean? Rainfall on the Heart (Fang Ranran): I've checked the information, and this seems to be one of the highest intelligence brains of the Guang Ming Holy Sect? Why should I contact it? Linghu Mingde: Of course, it's for the votes it holds, a total of 17 million, and the number is still growing. If you can get its recognition, then you will have a voter base that is no less significant than your father's. Linghu Mingde's gaze was profound, the enormous influence of the alumni association of Mingde University, coupled with those 17 million votes, was enough to create a member of parliament. Only if Ranran entered the Federal Parliament could she ensure the safety of the Linghu family after his death. Is that boy from the Constitutional faction planning to toughen up Ranran step by step? Not until he grinds down Ranran's edges will he throw her a bone, making her a hunting dog in the hands of her half-brother. But he decidedly wouldn't allow it--never! Agreeing to Blue Sky Group's acquisition of Mingde University in exchange for helping Ranran inherit her mother's legacy and get a share of Blue Sky Group's stock was just his first step. The second step was to elevate his granddaughter to the clouds! Rainfall on the Heart (Fang Ranran): !! 17 million? How is that possible? How could the Ninth Base City have so many followers of the Holy Sect? Also, granduncle, after all, this is the Guang Ming Holy Sect, a cult recognized by the government. Linghu Mingde: The Guang Ming Holy Sect may be a cult, but their followers are legitimate citizens of the Federation. If you had looked into the details of this Heart of Guang Ming No. 9, you would know that this artificial AI has tirelessly provided relief for orphans and widows, secured jobs for followers, and each year has invested a massive amount of money to obtain legal status and protection for the lower district followers. Its actual influence far exceeds these 17 million people, and you also have to consider the millions of families behind these 17 million people. Linghu Mingde: So, take it down! You need their votes, and they might also need you. The money and social resources you have can offer them shelter. Fang Ranran's pupils dilated slightly, her mind first overwhelmed by shock, then she clenched her fists tightly, her eyes burning passionately. She had never imagined that there could be such a huge voting bloc within the Ninth Base City. But could she convince that Heart of Guang Ming No. 9? Fang Ranran was exceptionally decisive in her actions, she immediately drove to the Federal Security Bureau's Ninth Division, planning to use her connections there to collect specific information about the Heart of Guang Ming No. 9 and the Guang Ming Holy Sect. She did not plan to act rashly now but instead prepared for a comprehensive understanding of the Heart of Guang Ming No. 9 and this voter group. She needed to know the personality and preferences of No. 9, and the needs of these Guang Ming followers—only then could she come up with a persuasive plan. At that moment, Fang Ranran received a new piece of intelligence. The deputy director of the Ninth Division of the Security Bureau, Hayden Smith, and General Reston, the director of the 'Extranormal Centre,' were likely captured in the Qianci Forest near the Xingzhou border, and most of the special tactical squads accompanying them, six Class 6A groups, were killed in action. Their bodies have been sent to the ICU, and from the current situation, there seems no possibility of regaining consciousness. Furthermore, based on the messages sent by these individuals before the battle, they were likely surrounded and annihilated by the Divine Envoy Dragon Guard of the Third Divine Envoy. Based on the analysis of all available intelligence, the deaths of Hayden Smith and others are likely related to Lin Hao of the Espionage Bureau, and part of the Espionage Bureau's purge operation. Fang Ranran carefully reviewed the battle report, immediately gasping in astonishment. In this operation, the Federation lost 14 high-tier experts! And a figure like Hayden Smith was already a high-ranking official within the Federal Security Bureau. Linghu Mingde saw the information too, his expression one of immense surprise. This was beyond his expectations and made him doubt his own judgment.