14: Sanye Group, I’ve got my eyes on you!
Task Reward: One Year of Cultivation (Perfect Evaluation)
Tang Gao leaned back in his chair, exhaling a long breath. His eyes gradually regained their liveliness as he calmly sensed the surging Cultivation within him, a faint joy dancing in his heart.
If it were yesterday, he would have cheered loudly.
Today, he only felt it was natural.
He had invested so much time and energy; it would be strange if he didn't receive such a reward.
With two years and seven months of Cultivation, he was only five months away from becoming a First Order Cultivator.
Tonight, he would have Violent Justice complete some one-star and two-star tasks, and then he could become a First Order Cultivator.
His academic test scores had always been excellent. Once his strength reached that of a First Order Cultivator, he would have a double perfect evaluation.
It was only natural for him to enter Qingkai University through his diligence and hard work.
Disguise?
Concealment?
Secrecy?
My Dao does not require a low profile.
Of course, a moderate amount of concealment was still necessary.
Tang Gao decided not to pretend anymore. He would reveal a little bit, just enough to slightly shock the examiners during the college entrance examination and get a good score.
There was no other way; if he worked so hard and didn't get some rewards, it would be a disservice to himself.
Tang Gao stretched his limbs, ordered Violent Justice to complete low-star tasks, got up, picked up his clothes, and prepared to go observe the scene.
Hmm, he would just use the excuse of visiting his parents to avoid exposing his identity.
Tang Gao looked down at his watch. It was still early, fifteen minutes before the task time.
This task was set to occur fifteen minutes from now.
Tang Gao went downstairs, rode his bicycle, and leisurely headed to the Commercial Street. He found a noodle shop near the impending battle site, sat by the window, calmly slurped his noodles, and gnawed on a clove of garlic.
Time passed bit by bit. The transport vehicle arrived at the familiar location. The Martial Warrior Captain heard the scout's report, turned his head, and saw an ancient-clad Battle Qi Cultivator.
“Whoosh!”
With lightning-fast speed, he skillfully dodged all bullets and decapitated them.
Blade light flashed, sweeping in all directions, slaying all nearby Martial Warrior Captains.
The Battle Qi Cultivator arrived in front of the transport vehicle, ignoring the armor and directly piercing through, killing the Blood Rage Servant inside.
The Battle Qi Cultivator calmly picked up a phone with the tip of his blade, called the police, finished reporting, and smiled faintly at the surrounding crowd, his peripheral vision catching sight of his true body.
The Battle Qi Cultivator controlled his expression, not looking at his true body, but instead dissipated into the air.
Tang Gao swallowed a mouthful of noodles and garlic, slightly surprised: “So, to others, that's how it looked.”
It was truly fast, less than three seconds. Before anyone could react, the matter was already settled.
Tang Gao finished his noodles with the garlic cloves amidst the screams, calmly eating the last bite of noodles in the chaotic crowd. He walked to the empty counter, scanned the code to pay, bought some tissues, and wiped his mouth clean.
Tang Gao walked out of the noodle shop, followed the sidewalk, and joined the chaotic crowd into the market, preparing to visit his parents.
Tang Gao arrived in front of his parents' cooked meat stall and saw Tang Dad holding his panicked mother, hiding behind the counter.
Tang Gao knocked on the counter, smiling: “Dad, Mom, what are you doing?”
Tang Dad hurriedly stood up and pulled his son in: “Are you crazy! There's a mad Cultivator killing people over there! Quick, hide in here!”
Tang Gao was tightly embraced by his father, who shielded him firmly.
His mother trembled in fear, also holding her son tightly, not daring to make a sound.
Tang Gao felt the warm embrace, obediently shrinking into his parents' arms. His lips moved as if to say something, then he smiled warmly, swallowed his original words, and changed them: “Dad, Mom, it's okay, the Guardians will be here soon.”
“Shh, don't talk!”
Tang Gao shifted into a comfortable position in his parents' arms, smiling mischievously yet warmly, and whispered: “Okay.”
In less than five minutes, sounds of rushing through the air arrived, followed by the sirens of the Guardians' police cars, landing on the Commercial Street in the distance.
His parents heard the alarm and their tense bodies finally relaxed, letting out a long sigh of relief.
Tang Gao felt his tired body and mind had received a long rest, a hundred thousand times more comfortable than receiving one year of Cultivation.
“Alright, alright, get up, it's okay, it's okay, we're safe.”
Tang Gao was a bit reluctant but still got up, only holding his mother's hand and pouting: “Dad, see, it's fine.”
Tang Dad playfully tapped his son's head: “When you encounter danger, run. If you can't run, hide. How many times have I taught you! For us ordinary people, facing such a Cultivator crisis, running and hiding are the only hopes of survival.”
Tang Gao covered his head, helplessly agreeing: “Yes, yes, yes, that's right, that's right.”
Tang Dad made his son and wife hide behind the counter, then bravely peeked his head out and saw a large group of famous Cultivators, whom he only saw on TV, landing on the Commercial Street with grim faces, clicking his tongue:
“Good heavens, what happened to alarm so many important figures?”
Tang Gao leaned on the counter, calmly saying: “I don't know, maybe they're catching some criminals.”
“Probably. Don't stay here, go home quickly. The residential area has a defense network; it's safe.”
Tang Gao reluctantly obeyed his father's command: “Okay, I'll go home now.”
Tang Gao had no choice but to leave his family's shop. He turned around and saw several Advanced Cultivators in military uniforms glaring at the pool of blood on the ground, their energy fluctuating wildly with anger.
“Tsk, Sanye Group, I'm watching you.”
All of this originated from the Sanye Group.
The end of all this should also be at the Sanye Group.
The Sanye Group was very strong, very large, even one of the pillar industries of Liang City.
But.
Tang Gao turned around and walked in the direction of home, his eyes calm: “Daring to experiment on living people, and daring to threaten the safety of ordinary people, I want you to die.”
The Sanye Group was a million times more evil than Zhao Cheng.
This group deserved ten thousand deaths.
General Liu stood by the pool of blood, splitting open the transport vehicle with one palm. He looked at the Blood Rage Servant inside, already dead with a bewildered expression on his face and a pierced head.
General Liu's face was filled with uncontrollable rage, his eyes extremely fierce.
The surrounding Advanced Cultivators also had furious expressions, but only one Advanced Alchemist's face was pale.
A Cultivator going on a killing spree in the Commercial Street within the inner area was almost the worst incident in Liang City in the past two decades.
General Liu's eyes swept around, and he roughly simulated the battle scene. His gaze went to where the killer appeared, then to the Blood Rage Servant, and the anger on his face grew thicker and thicker:
“Sanye Group!!! How dare you!!!”
They dared to conduct live human experiments on Cultivators, dared to transport such dangerous things to the urban commercial area, and the most audacious thing they dared to do was to deceive their superiors and subordinates by using a transport vehicle to carry such things!
This level of dangerous project required at least the configuration of an Advanced transport plane!
The Sanye Group was truly insane with frugality!
It was bad enough that they killed their own people, but they also dared to endanger the safety of Liang City's defense network!
“Sir… Sir, I know nothing about this! I don't know anything!”
General Liu was furious. He turned and slammed his palm down, hitting the Advanced Alchemist's face so hard that he was directly slammed into the floor, half of his teeth pulverized, and half of his face caved in.
The Advanced Alchemist hurriedly used his Qi to control his injuries, not even having time to take out a Medicinal Pill for treatment. He scrambled out of the pit, knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy in extreme terror: “Sir, I don't know! I would never dare to do such a thing!”
He was the president of the Dan Yao Association in Liang City and was very close to the Sanye Group. Theoretically, he had the responsibility of approving and supervising all medical projects.
This was a major dereliction of duty.
Only one Second Order Cultivator and a few First Order Cultivators died.
Very few people died, but the implications were extremely serious.
Cultivators being captured for live human experiments, Cultivators being corrupted and participating in live human experiments, the defense network being corrupted and infiltrated, and it was highly probable that a certain faction in Liang City was involved.
Otherwise, without the tacit consent of certain individuals, these things would simply not be able to enter through the most rigorous defense network.
General Liu said sternly and angrily, his eyes wide: “Lock him up in prison! Send out all Guardians and thoroughly investigate the Sanye Group!”
Unless the Sanye Group was investigated inside out, this matter would absolutely not be over!
Sanye Group, I will make you realize that this is our Liang City, not your Dan Yao Association's territory!
Daring to corrupt our people, you're looking for death!