"Hidden Dragon Daoist?"
Upon hearing the name, most of those present were somewhat perplexed.
They had never heard of this person before, nor did they know that He Chongxu had an uncle.
They had always thought He Chongxu was a self-made individual, standing alone, and that he himself was the leader of their sect!
It turned out that He Chongxu also had a lineage, and he had an uncle.
Only an elder statesman's eyes flickered at the mention of "Hidden Dragon Daoist."
"Is that... the one who, sixty years ago, fought alone against six Siamese sorcerers, ultimately dismembered their corpses, and bloodbathed Kowloon Mountain?"
He Chongxu was surprised that among those present, someone still remembered his uncle's renown.
He nodded slightly and said, "Indeed!"
The elder statesman, with a lingering sense of dread, sighed slowly, "Sixty years have passed. Many of you were either not born then, or were just little children. You have no idea that Hong Kong once had such a formidable figure in its history."
"At that time, Hong Kong's wealthy tycoons believed in Feng Shui and the mystical arts even more than they do today. This led to a surge of mystical practitioners making a living from it."
"Among them, there were genuine and fake, good and bad. The most famous were the Two Brothers Ma."
"The Two Brothers Ma were brothers who not only possessed profound cultivation but also kept numerous thugs and disciples. They were considered a dominant force then."
"But unexpectedly, one day the Two Brothers Ma were found dead in their home. Both had bled from their seven orifices, dying a violent death. The police, no matter how they investigated, could not determine the cause of death. On the wall, there was a blood-red inscription: 'Hidden Dragon Daoist was here.'"
"From then on, the name Hidden Dragon Daoist became widely known, with many feeling both curiosity and fear."
"Later, Hidden Dragon Daoist appeared at the home of a wealthy magnate. He pointed out that this magnate had a calamity approaching that year, and if he paid one hundred million, he could resolve it. One hundred million in sixty years ago was no small sum. Furthermore, since the magnate did not know Hidden Dragon Daoist, he refused on the spot, mocking him as money-mad and threatening to expel him from Hong Kong, making it impossible for him to establish a foothold."
"As a result, that very night, a tragedy occurred at the magnate's home. Except for the magnate, everyone else died! Their deaths were identical to the Two Brothers Ma, bleeding from their seven orifices, with no discernible cause of death!"
"The magnate, as if struck by lightning, immediately realized this was the work of Hidden Dragon Daoist. He frantically took out more than half of his fortune and invited six sorcerers from Siam."
"These six sorcerers were all renowned Black Robe Grand Sorcerers of Siam. With their combined strength, there was no reason why they shouldn't have been able to defeat anyone."
"But who would have expected that on the second day after the six Grand Sorcerers landed in Hong Kong, their corpses were discovered on Kowloon Mountain. However, their bodies had been reduced to a bloody pulp, and the entire mountainside was smeared with blood. The heads of the six Grand Sorcerers were arranged in a row, with a bloody character beneath each head."
"Together, they formed the message—'The work of Hidden Dragon Daoist.'"
"Hidden Dragon Daoist, through these overt actions, warned the entire mystical community of Hong Kong and intimidated all its wealthy tycoons!"
"From then on, Hong Kong's tycoons were terrified. They all voluntarily began to pay tribute to the elusive Hidden Dragon Daoist. Fortunately, Hidden Dragon Daoist was reasonable, and after receiving the money, he did not trouble any of the tycoons. He even helped some of them resolve various calamities."
"However, five years later, Hidden Dragon Daoist suddenly announced that he needed to go into seclusion and would no longer receive anyone. He then vanished without a trace. The mystical practitioners and Feng Shui masters of Hong Kong, who had been suffocated by Hidden Dragon Daoist, took the opportunity to re-emerge."
"Including..."
"Daoist He."
The elder statesman looked deeply at He Chongxu before adding the final remark.
He had always felt He Chongxu was ordinary, but now it seemed He Chongxu's appearance was no accident, but deliberate!
It must be that Hidden Dragon Daoist was planning to regain control of Hong Kong through He Chongxu!
Thinking of this, the elder statesman couldn't help but feel a new sense of awe towards He Chongxu.
It stemmed not only from He Chongxu's own strength but also from the power of Hidden Dragon Daoist behind him.
That was truly a dragon that devoured people without blinking!
As for the others present, their expressions changed upon hearing the elder statesman's account.
They had never imagined that He Chongxu had such a powerful figure behind him. Most importantly, this figure sounded difficult to communicate with, seemingly a capricious fiend who acted solely on impulse!
However, on second thought, it was precisely such a fiend who would be perfectly suited to counter Ying Chen.
As long as this fiend could be coaxed out of seclusion, Ying Chen's demise would be certain!
A glimmer of light shone in the eyes of the crowd as they looked expectantly at He Chongxu: "Master He, what are you waiting for? Hurry and invite your uncle to come out!"
He Chongxu let out a scoff upon hearing this, "Who do you think my uncle is? Your hired thugs? To be summoned and dismissed at will?"
"Don't be ridiculous! In my uncle's eyes, every single one of you is just a lamb to be slaughtered! If my uncle is in the mood, he'll slaughter one for the New Year. It's only in recent years that I've completed my studies and earned some money to support my uncle's cultivation. Otherwise, Hong Kong would have already experienced my uncle's fearsome might once more!"
"Do you think that magnate's entire family was wiped out back then? It was my uncle's Soul Erosion technique. Their souls burned like oil lamps, bit by bit, and they struggled for an entire night before dying."
"Do you want to experience that feeling too?"
*Swish!*
The expressions of everyone present changed.
They all shook their heads.
"No, no, no, we have no such intention..."
"Master He, please don't misunderstand. We sincerely invite your esteemed uncle to come out of seclusion, with absolutely no disrespect."
Li Fengcheng also stood up and said, "Today, at this time of crisis for Hong Kong, I, Fengcheng, on behalf of all Hong Kong citizens, invite Immortal Master Hidden Dragon to emerge once more, to eliminate evil and uphold righteousness! We implore Master He to convey this message. All citizens of Hong Kong will be eternally grateful for this great kindness and virtue!"
After speaking, Li Fengcheng bowed deeply to He Chongxu.
"We implore Master He!"
"We implore Master He!"
The others present also stood up one after another, bowing to He Chongxu.
Although He Chongxu's expression remained unchanged, he was secretly overjoyed.
His bruised vanity, trampled by Ying Chen, was greatly satisfied.
After a long pause, he waved his hand and said, "Alas, alas. Seeing your sincerity, I shall risk my life to interrupt my uncle's secluded cultivation! Even if I am killed by my uncle's palm, I shall have no regrets! For who else but me will bear the responsibility for the fate of countless Hong Kong citizens?"
"To establish peace for the world, to provide sustenance for the people, I shall not flinch from death!"
Although Li Fengcheng and the others knew He Chongxu was being theatrical, they still praised in unison: "Master He's righteousness is admirable, we are deeply impressed!"
"Let's go! Everyone, follow me immediately! We shall proceed to Qingwan, burn incense, and summon the Dragon!"
He Chongxu, full of spirit, suddenly stood up and declared loudly.