"Kneel and apologize? Qi Wufu, are you joking?!"
Upon hearing Qi Wufu's reply, Long Qisheng's expression immediately changed, his tone becoming much heavier.
This was because he found Qi Wufu's suggestion utterly absurd – in the Dragon Country, who dared to make the Grand Elder bow his head?!
"Whether you are willing to bow and apologize is up to you. I just want to remind you that the person who ties the bell must untie it. You have offended Wuming, and if you want Wuming to fight, you have to solve it yourselves."
Qi Wufu stated his stance clearly.
Long Qisheng narrowed his eyes, staring at Qi Wufu for a few seconds. Seeing Qi Wufu's resolute expression, he said no more, turning and leaving the ancient building with a cold face.
Outside the ancient building, Zhu Jian had not yet left. Seeing Long Qisheng emerge, he cast a cold glance at him before attempting to brush past.
However—
At that moment, golden light suddenly flashed from Long Qisheng's body, and a terrifying energy erupted.
"Bang—"
In an instant, a dull thud was heard, and Zhu Jian, like a hit baseball, was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the grass not far away.
Long Qisheng continued walking without looking at Zhu Jian, his steps unwavering as he strode away.
"Long Qisheng, you've gone too far!"
Just then, Qi Wufu flashed out, arriving at the entrance of the ancient building. Seeing Zhu Jian lying on the ground with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, he angrily rebuked.
"The most important thing in life is self-awareness."
Long Qisheng's figure flickered and vanished without a trace, leaving behind only a cold remark, which seemed to be a response to Qi Wufu but was, in reality, a warning to Zhu Jian.
"Zhu Jian, how are you?"
Qi Wufu's expression was grim. After a moment of hesitation, he did not pursue Long Qisheng. Instead, he flashed to Zhu Jian's side.
"Master, I'm fine."
Zhu Jian stood up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and brushed the dirt off his clothes.
Despite his words, a sharp pain pulsed in his chest.
Although Long Qisheng had only used his true qi to blast him away, the vast difference in strength between Zhu Jian and Long Qisheng meant that he still suffered a minor internal injury.
"Take the healing medicine first."
Qi Wufu could see that Zhu Jian was injured.
"Okay."
Zhu Jian nodded, took out a healing pill, and consumed it.
"What did you do to him just now?" Qi Wufu asked again.
"I saw him come out and was about to enter. When we brushed past each other, he blasted me away with his true qi!"
Zhu Jian recounted the events, then said with a face full of indignation, "Long Qisheng is simply too overbearing!"
"Sigh..."
Qi Wufu sighed upon hearing this, tacitly acknowledging Zhu Jian's words.
He knew very well that Long Qisheng had considered Zhu Jian's actions an affront to his authority!
Furthermore, he also knew that Long Qisheng had once proposed integrating and unifying the major martial arts forces and sects in the Dragon Country's martial arts world. Ostensibly in the name of serving the Dragon Country, he actually wanted to become the Alliance Leader of the Martial World, but Long Shengzhe had refused.
This was because Long Shengzhe believed such an action would disrupt the existing order and be detrimental to stability.
Even so, Long Shengzhe's ambition never died. He had tried more than once to replace Qi Wufu as the Marshal of the Dragon Country's military department, but due to his inferior strength and prestige compared to Qi Wufu, he had never had the opportunity.
Now, Long Qisheng had touched the threshold of that realm, his martial arts strength surpassing Qi Wufu. He no longer had any reservations in front of Qi Wufu, behaving with utmost arrogance.
"Master, will Long Qisheng go to Dragon Tiger Mountain to cause trouble for Wuming?"
Seeing Qi Wufu fall silent, Zhu Jian asked again.
"He will definitely go to Dragon Tiger Mountain."
Qi Wufu gave an extremely affirmative reply.
"Then what should we do?!"
Zhu Jian's expression changed, and he began to worry about Jiang Wuming.
This time.
Qi Wufu remained silent, a flicker of anticipation appearing in his eyes!
...
An hour later.
Long Qisheng returned to the Red Wall Courtyard by car and went to Long Shengzhe's office alone.
"Qi Wufu refuses to go find Jiang Wuming and even asks us to bow our heads and apologize to Jiang Wuming!"
Long Qisheng reported to Long Shengzhe in a low tone.
"Apologize? Admit fault?!"
Long Shengzhe's eyebrows shot up, his expression instantly turning cold.
"What do we do next?" Long Qisheng asked for instructions.
"You go to Dragon Tiger Mountain to find Jiang Wuming and ensure he comes out to face the foreign martial arts prodigy! Also, tell him that as long as he can defeat the foreign martial arts prodigy and stop the war, the issues concerning Qin Linhai and his son Qin Xiaozhi will cease to exist!"
Long Shengzhe issued instructions, proposing requirements and conditions.
As for how to proceed, he left it to Long Qisheng to decide.
He only cared about the result!
"Alright!"
Long Qisheng accepted the order, his face filled with determination.
Although he knew that the mysterious and unfathomable Daoist Tianlong was stationed at Dragon Tiger Mountain, having touched the threshold of the Heavenly God realm, he did not regard Daoist Tianlong in the slightest!
Meanwhile.
Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Jiang Wuming received a call from Zhu Jian, who informed him of what had just happened and reminded him that Long Qisheng was very likely to come to Dragon Tiger Mountain.
"Uncle Zhu, are you seriously injured?"
Jiang Wuming asked, his tone showing a hint of worry, but his eyes were filled with anger—Long Qisheng's bullying and abuse of power were utterly outrageous!
"Wuming, my injuries are minor. The main reason I called you is to remind you that Long Qisheng is very overbearing, and you and the people from the Daoist sect must be careful in your dealings." Zhu Jian stated the purpose of his call.
He was unaware of Daoist Tianlong's true strength and subjectively believed that Daoist Tianlong was no match for Long Qisheng.
"Uncle Zhu, please rest assured, the Daoist sect and I will be fine."
Jiang Wuming said, his eyes narrowing into slits.
Hearing Jiang Wuming say this, Zhu Jian felt a bit surprised but did not pry further, directly hanging up the phone.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Jiang Wuming end his call with Zhu Jian, Li Lianyi asked.
She could sense the anger emanating from Jiang Wuming just moments ago.
"Marshal Qi Wufu was visited by Long Qisheng, and he also injured Uncle Zhu Jian."
Jiang Wuming stated truthfully, "Furthermore, my judgment has come true; Long Qisheng is coming to Dragon Tiger Mountain to find me!"
"I see."
Li Lianyi suddenly understood, and then she couldn't help but recall Daoist Tianlong's words: If Long Qisheng dares to forcefully enter Dragon Tiger Mountain, I will kill him with one hand!
...
The next morning, Dragon Tiger Mountain scenic area was closed. Looking around, there were no tourists or staff members in the entire area.
This was all because the Dragon Tiger Mountain Scenic Area Management Committee had received orders the previous night to cease operations for the day and evacuate everyone.
At eleven o'clock, an armed helicopter arrived at the Dragon Tiger Mountain scenic area and landed in the parking lot.
Long Qisheng jumped out of the armed helicopter, looked up in the direction of the Daoist sect's main peak, then his figure flickered, and he vanished instantly from the parking lot as if performing a technique of shrinking the ground into an inch.
Soon, Long Qisheng's feet were enveloped in golden mist, and he rapidly ascended the stone steps, resembling a flashing golden point. Not to mention ordinary people, even a three-star War God would be unable to discern his movements.
However—
Not long after, Long Qisheng halted his advance.
This was because he clearly saw an old Taoist priest, clad in a worn-out robe, sitting cross-legged on the stone steps above, blocking his path.
"Daoist Tianlong, you are here, specifically waiting for me?"
Long Qisheng stopped and asked with a frown.
He not only knew about the Daoist sect and Daoist Tianlong but had also met Daoist Tianlong more than once.
"Are you here to find my disciple, Wuming?" Daoist Tianlong asked instead of answering.
"Yes."
Long Qisheng nodded first, then explained the reason, "The foreign world has sent an envoy..."
"My disciple is not available to see you."
Daoist Tianlong directly interrupted Long Qisheng, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Tianlong, with a formidable enemy at hand, you, your disciple, and the entire Daoist sect should prioritize the bigger picture..."
Long Qisheng's expression changed, his tone turning cold. At the same time, he unleashed his aura without reservation, attempting to remind and even warn Daoist Tianlong that he had touched the threshold of the Heavenly God realm.
Daoist Tianlong completely ignored Long Qisheng's words, stood up, and prepared to leave.
"Whoosh!"
Long Qisheng's expression shifted, his anger instantly surging. True qi permeated his body, and golden light flickered, "Daoist Tianlong, what is your attitude?"
"Are you trying to forcefully enter Dragon Tiger Mountain?"
Daoist Tianlong asked expressionlessly.
"Originally, I intended to communicate with you and have you persuade your disciple to fight. Since you are unwilling to listen, I will go and talk to him myself." Long Qisheng said coldly, reasserting his domineering demeanor.
"Scram!"
Daoist Tianlong replied with a single word, simple and crude, as if driving away a stray dog!