Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Further advancement of Inner Strength into pure True Qi signifies mastery, elevating one to a notable expert. Paired with martial arts techniques, one can externalize True Qi visibly, like the eagle claw energy blade that Chen Tianying had used earlier.

Advancing True Qi further solidifies it into Gang Qi, colloquially known as the Grandmaster Realm. Compared to True Qi, Gang Qi is more tangible and of higher quality, whether in offense, defense, or other effects, it far surpasses True Qi.

Unless one cultivates some supreme martial arts, even a Martial Arts Grandmaster with accomplished Gang Qi cannot directly withstand modern firearms; at most, they could resist a few handgun bullets. To stand amidst a hail of bullets, exhibiting the strength of a golden bell and the silhouette of a True Dragon, only one type of person could achieve this.

They are stronger than Martial Arts Grandmasters, the practitioners of Divine Intent!

Only by condensing Divine Intent into Gang Qi, fundamentally transforming themselves, can one’s martial arts techniques possess such dazzling light and shadow effects and withstand the intensive firing of modern firearms.

This implies that this Martial Frenzied Rascal is a practitioner of Divine Intent, an existence akin to a “Land Immortal” in this mundane world.

Very tricky!

But that’s not the trickiest aspect.

Divine Intent practitioners, although formidable, can still be dealt with using the Federation’s underlying power.

The real problem lies with this person!

The Temple of War God!

The Martial Frenzied Rascal!

What exactly do they, no, what do they want to do?

Nie Hailong’s brows furrowed deeply, utterly baffled and increasingly anxious.

His assistant also speculated, “With his strength reaching such levels, ordinary desires and pursuits no longer appeal to him much. By doing this, he’s either chasing fame and fortune, seeking a sense of spiritual fulfillment, or it’s possible that such actions will further advance his cultivation.”

“By releasing that video, stirring up the whole network, drawing attention from all sides, and laying it all out in front of the public, does he seek approval from the masses, or…”

“Considering his final performance, Chen Antai was no match for him at all, he could have killed him instantly at the start, or blown him away with a punch like he did before.”

“But he didn’t, instead he gave Chen Antai a chance to display his martial arts, then he defeated him with a combination of strength and skill.”

“Is he… showing off his skills!?”

“It seems he intentionally wants to display himself, as well as the power of martial arts, to the public.”

“In addition, he seeks to justify his actions. Whether it’s the targeted slaughter at the Red Book Bar or using his body to block bullets in front of live cameras to save hostages, as well as his final judgment of Chen Antai’s wickedness…”

“From start to finish, he’s been seeking to justify his actions!”

“What… what is his ulterior motive?”

At the end of the conversation, the assistant’s face also bore a heavy look.

Justice?

Fairness?

Sounds naive, innocent, laughable, full of unrealistic idealism, even akin to soul-soothing platitudes, to those who are naive and think they’re awakened to the ways of the world.

But justice is never naive!

Fairness is never laughable!

Some heroic and idealistic individuals may pursue these for their own moral needs and spiritual fulfillment.

But they are the minority. More often, it’s another type of person.

Throughout history, from ancient times to the present, only one kind of person seeks to actively acquire justice for themselves!

They are the kings of the Dao, or rather… the rebels!

These people seek justice and fairness not just for personal psychological needs but also for fame, for profit, to win hearts, and to scheme for dominion over the world!

The Federation can tolerate the existence of Dark Evil Forces that commit all kinds of atrocities.

But they absolutely cannot allow such a powerful group, with substantial martial, human, material, and organizational influence, to suddenly reform and become benevolent, philanthropic, or even patriotic.

Because such actions are about gaining legitimacy and building a solid foundation for rule!

Those who do this are ambitious and intent on “usurping the throne.”

Is this Martial Frenzied Rascal the former or the latter?

He must be the latter, and even if he were the former, the Federation must treat him as the latter!

Because they can’t take the risk, they can’t afford to gamble, they cannot tolerate such a possibility, such a threat.

With his “Land Immortal” martial strength, the Federation can tolerate him committing murder and arson, accept his debauchery and abduction, but they can’t let him go on “playing the hero” and seeking justice for his actions.

Because if allowed to continue, one day this “hero” will create an overwhelming momentum and engulf them without leaving a trace.

But what can be done about it?

Issue an arrest warrant for him, apprehend him?

How to capture him, and who will go?

The female assistant fell silent, and Nie Hailong was at a loss for words as well.

Just at that moment…

On the tablet, the screen jumped, and there was another update notification.

Nie Hailong’s pupils constricted, and he suddenly snapped awake, hastily clicking on the video section.

As expected, there was another update, the third video following closely behind.

What had he done now?

Nie Hailong’s heart skipped a beat as he hurriedly played the video.

Then he saw…

“In this incident, there are a total of forty-eight deaths whose identities have been thoroughly investigated, all linked to the employees of Antai Group and their gang members, with no innocent bystanders involved.”

“Out of the eighty-one members of the Antai Group, forty-eight were directly killed by the murderer, twenty-one sustained injuries of varying severity, and twelve were unscathed except for the shock…”

“We have checked the identity and criminal records of these people and found that the forty-eight deceased shared a common feature: they were all suspected of being involved in homicides or major assault incidents. The twenty-one injured also had criminal records, and the severity of their injuries appeared to correspond to the extent of their crimes.”

“The twelve unharmed individuals were network employees hired by Red Book Company and had not participated in any criminal activities of the Antai Group.”

“This means that the murderer’s action had the nature of punishing criminals!”

“…”

For a moment, face ashen like a pig’s liver, Nie Hailong jumped up in fright and anger, his gaze furiously sweeping the surroundings.

Seeing this, the assistant’s face changed dramatically, and she immediately opened the communicator: “Technical department, conduct an immediate search of the scene, the other party has installed surveillance devices.”

Having said that, she looked at Nie Hailong: “Chief?”

“Go!!!”

Nie Hailong’s expression was as heavy as water, and without another word, he headed towards his car.

This Martial Frenzied Rascal, a true outlaw, was not just content with annihilating the Antai Group; he was even using federal agencies to endorse and characterize his actions.

Now he was the protagonist, while the Federal agencies became the antagonists, and he, the Chief of the Security Bureau, was thrust onto the cusp of the storm, becoming an “internet celebrity!”

What a joke, the Chief of the Security Bureau becoming an internet celebrity; wasn’t this going to ruin his career and future prospects?

Sitting at home, trouble comes from the sky. I didn’t provoke or offend you, so is there a need for this?

Nie Hailong left the scene, filled with frustration, as if fleeing.

But…

Inside the video live broadcast room.

“Wow, there’s another update!”

“Big boss is awesome, big boss is badass!”

“If only those guys at X point were like you, there wouldn’t be so many failures!”

“This…”

In the live broadcast, in front of Red Book Bar, bodies lay strewn on the ground, with the dialogue between two people clearly audible.

The cause and effect, as well as the before and after, were quickly explained.

“Holy crap!”

“The Red Book live broadcast is a lending company?”

“This isn’t a Red Book, it’s obviously a brothel.”

“I’ve said it before, that so-called Sister Hong is nothing but an old madam forcing good people into prostitution!”

“No wonder the streamers previously signed by Red Book TV either disappeared for no reason or ended up taking the plunge…”

“Red Book TV is a minor player, the key issue is Antai Group!”

“The boss did a good job!”

“Kill kill kill kill kill!”

Inside the live broadcast room, as the “official” endorsement framed Red Book live broadcast and Antai Group, the reaction from the audience grew even more intense.

But still, that was not enough, more fuel needed to be added to the fire!

As the video progressed, the conversation between Nie Hailong and the other person ended, and numerous documents were released, full of images of blood and violence comparable to those of the Mian District.

“Damn it!”

“Is that… Bao’er?”

“The people from Mian District aren’t as ruthless as this!”

“Fuck Red Book for treating my goddess like that!”

“I wondered why Bao’er, who was perfectly fine, stopped streaming. So it turns out…”

“Kill kill kill kill kill, beat these motherless bastards to death!”

“No wonder the boss was so harsh, I would probably grind their bones to dust if I were in his shoes.”

“What does the Federal agency mean, knowing full well what the Antai Group did but letting them off the hook?”

“They don’t care on their own, but they also prevent others from taking action, calling him a murderer, who is the real murderer?”

“…”

Diverse information, sourced from unknown channels, was released, unveiling the inside story of Red Book live broadcast and Antai Group for everyone to see.

Suddenly, public outrage surged; some condemned Antai Group, while others redirected their anger, pointing their fingers directly at the Federal agencies.

As the event fermented, the impact deepened, and the seeds of anger and skepticism had been sown. With sufficient nourishment, they would soon sprout and grow into an unshakable towering tree.

Meanwhile, at Xu Yang’s home, the instigator was counting the gains from his trip.