Tokyo Apple Mountain, covered in snow and renowned for its beauty, is a famous tourist spot in Fusang, attracting endless visitors year-round. To the people of Fusang, this mountain is also a spiritual symbol.
However, no one expected that deep within this renowned tourist destination lay the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Races Church.
Through years of clandestine operations, the Ten Thousand Races Church had hollowed out the interior of Apple Mountain, constructing a colossal underground fortress.
Within the fortress, in a sealed room, sat three indistinct figures. The figure in the center spoke without preamble, "You have both heard the news transmitted by Yamamoto Mieko. What are your thoughts?"
"The information we currently possess is incomplete. We only know that among these young masters from Huaxia, there are three families: He, Wang, and Zhang. The others we can confirm are from the Qin Du, Ying, and Meng families. The rest are uncertain," stated a corpulent figure leaning to the left.
The figure on the right nodded, "Tuifei-kun is correct. However, my guess is that these are some members of the Huaxia Three Branches Seed Squad. By rights, the highest-ranking individual should be the young master of the Ying family. Yet, this youth who is addressed as 'Boss Lin' by the young master of the He family, can freely curse the Ying family's young master and even injure the young masters of the He and Wang families. It is truly perplexing."
"Tojo-kun's insight is remarkable! If those two fools, Yamamoto Dairo and Takeda, possessed such profound wisdom as Tojo-kun, our Great Fusang Empire would not have suffered such heavy losses of elites, leaving us in this current stalemate," said the center figure.
"These two are indeed utter idiots. But thanks to a good child from the Yamamoto family, if Yamamoto Mieko had not relayed the news to us, we would be completely at a disadvantage."
The figure in the middle spoke again, "Indeed, Mieko is a功臣 (gōngchén - hero/meritorious official) of our Great Fusang. Now, convey my orders. First, Mieko must do her utmost to interact with these young masters from Huaxia, to uncover the true identity of this 'Boss Lin' as thoroughly as possible. If necessary, we can send our most beautiful maiden from headquarters to engage with this young master Lin."
"Second, expedite the increase of troop strength from the Bone Demon Race and the Ghost Race. Ideally, request that both races dispatch a King to guard this place, or at the very least, send two Quasi-Kings."
"Third, our Sixth Heavenly Demon King, Oda-sama, is preparing for a breakthrough to the King-level. Ensure the Demon King's safety at all costs and fulfill all his resource requirements."
"Tuifei-kun, Tojo-kun, the hope of the empire rests on us three. As long as we can hold out until Oda-sama breaks through to the King-level, it will be the time for our Great Fusang Empire to dominate the human race."
"Banzai, Banzai, Banzai!" The three stood up and shouted, revealing their true faces. The figure in the center was none other than the publicly acknowledged foremost expert of Fusang and the High Priest of the Fusang Ten Thousand Races Church, Miyamoto Musashi, who had been soundly defeated by the ancestor of the Zhang family. The two figures on either side were Tuifei Shinji and Tojo Koji, both of whom were at the peak of the Lord level. As for the other two experts of the Lord level, they were Yamamoto Dairo and Takeda-kun, who had met their demise in Huaxia.
At the Tokyo Grand Hotel, Lin Zhan and the other young masters entered the ballroom, led by the representatives of several trading companies.
Upon entering, all eyes in the room focused on the group of young masters. After all, news travels fastest at all times. The arrival of a group of young masters from top Huaxia families was a significant draw for all factions in Fusang.
Since the invasion of the Ten Thousand Races, Huaxia had become the preeminent force among humankind. Citizens, influential families, and conglomerates in various special zones were all eager to forge connections with Huaxia's top families. Consequently, as soon as Lin Zhan and the other young masters arrived in Fusang, they were eyed with desire by many young ladies and wives, and possibly by some gentlemen as well.
Amidst a barrage of aggressive gazes, Lin Zhan and his companions were seated in the most luxurious booth in the ballroom.
Lin Zhan curiously surveyed his surroundings and said, "Let's see all the performances. What's the point of just looking at us? Dazhuang, keep a close watch. The young ladies and wives might be looking at us, but if anyone acts suspiciously and keeps staring, take your men and go eliminate them."
"Don't worry, boss, hehe. Have you seen any young lady who catches your eye? I'll bring her over so she can entertain you," replied He Dazhuang, who had been intimately involved with Yamamoto Mieko. Upon hearing Lin Zhan's command, he immediately stood up.
Simultaneously, Yamamoto Mieko also heard Lin Zhan's order and couldn't help but tremble inwardly. This Boss Lin was too bloodthirsty; he wanted to kill someone just because a few men looked at them a couple of times. How terrifying! Sudanan Novel Network.
Sitting next to Lin Zhan, the young Taoist Zhang Haoming said to He Dazhuang, "Dazhuang, I've been appointed by Sister-in-law to supervise the boss for any infidelity. Do you believe I'll report you to Sister-in-law?"
"Haha," Lin Zhan laughed heartily and patted the young Taoist's head. "Haoming, why don't you quit being a Taoist? Look at your senior brother, he has no ambition at this point. Come with me. See my younger sister, Ya'er? She's only four years younger than you, beautiful, cute, and talented. If you come to the Lin family, when you grow up, I'll betroth Ya'er to you as your wife."
The young Taoist Zhang Haoming thought of the pretty girl he had eaten with at the He family's place and blushed, saying, "Brother, I... Ya'er and I are just friends."
"Hahaha." A chorus of laughter erupted from everyone.
"Haoming, then you should get to know Ya'er first. When you grow up together, you'll be childhood sweethearts. I'll even prepare two manors for you. As for your cultivation resources, no matter the level, our family will cover everything." Lin Zhan found the young Taoist increasingly pleasing to the eye.
"Old Lin, don't talk nonsense. Haoming is a candidate to succeed as the head of the Heavenly Master's Mansion!" Zhang Haoran, seeing that the successor to the Heavenly Master's Mansion was about to be lured away, immediately became agitated.
"Succeed as head? Can the head of your Heavenly Master's Mansion compare in prestige to a son-in-law of my Lin family? Haoming has extraordinary talent. Once he joins the Lin family, we will provide resources for him to cultivate to the King-level," Lin Zhan said arrogantly, as if the position of head of the Heavenly Master's Mansion was less honorable than a third-generation son-in-law of the Lin family.
The others chimed in, "That's right, Old Zhang. With Boss Lin's guarantee, Haoming will soar to the heavens. Isn't this better than having too little money in the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"
While the words were unintentional, they were keenly heard by Yamamoto Mieko. The information revealed in their conversation shocked her. She knew the formidable power of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, yet the leader of such a powerful sect was considered less important than a mere son-in-law of the Lin family. What kind of existence was this Lin family? It was truly terrifying.