Chapter 732: Chapter 731 Encrypted Text Message
Fusang, Kanagawa Prefecture.
Within an ancient estate remarkably similar to the architectural style of the Great Tang period in the Divine Continent, Sun Xingyu sat quietly in a room, cultivating alone.
Suddenly, large beads of sweat burst forth from his forehead, and his entire body began to tremble. In less than ten seconds, his entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
He abruptly opened his eyes, which were as clear and bright as the full moon, yet deep within them was an indescribable sense of terror.
"Huff... huff..."
After gasping for breath for a long time, Sun Xingyu’s emotions gradually stabilized.
Yamamoto Rentu attempted to possess Sun Xingyu’s young body through the Guardian God ritual, but after that inheritance, it was Sun Xingyu’s soul that truly awakened.
Of course, Sun Xingyu’s consciousness also retained a deep imprint of Yamamoto Rentu, and the two souls seemed to be mixed together, leaving Sun Xingyu sometimes unsure of who he truly was.
He had tried to completely forget everything about Yamamoto Rentu, cleaning all memories passed on to him and returning to his true self, but just at the thought, his head would split with pain, and he felt he could die at any moment.
What’s more important, he discovered that the profound understanding of cultivation passed on from Yamamoto Rentu would also be stripped from his body.
Sun Xingyu couldn’t bear to lose this powerful realm, and he worried that forcibly removing everything of Yamamoto Rentu might drive his original self mad, so he chose to live in this current state.
On ordinary days, he used cultivation as an excuse, rarely seeing people, and he only listened to many matters of the Yamamoto Family without intervening too much.
But this morning, he received a very important piece of news. After a joint discussion among several bigwigs of the Imperial Military, they made a decision that was about to change the global landscape and requested his signature for this decision.
Of course, behind this major decision was the unmistakable support of the Penglai Force.
In response, Sun Xingyu, after glancing over the already signed names, didn’t hesitate to sign his own name, Yamamoto Rentu.
The Yamamoto Family wielded an extremely profound influence and power throughout Fusang, and as the ancient patriarch of the Yamamoto Family, all major decisions made by the country of Fusang had to have his support behind the scenes.
Yet, the request for his signature this time made Sun Xingyu feel a hint of caution.
It was not without the possibility that this was a test of his true identity by some people.
After all, he was a descendant of Yanhuang, and even though the Sun Family had long separated from the Divine Continent and was a Martial Arts family of overseas Chinese, in their bones flowed the blood of the Yanhuang Nation.
There were not a few spy families like this around the world, and Fusang would naturally suspect Sun Xingyu’s true identity, to prevent any issues with the Guardian God inheritance.
Thinking of the document he had just signed earlier, Sun Xingyu raised his eyes to look out the window.
That was the West.
The reason for the mishap in his cultivation was due to his unsettled mind.
He looked toward the West in silence for a long time, then suddenly stood up and walked over to a coffee table to pick up an encrypted phone.
As Yamamoto Rentu, his phone calls were supposed to be absolutely unmonitored, but after thinking about it, Sun Xingyu decided to be more cautious.
"I hope you’re still using this number," Sun Xingyu thought silently. Relying on his memory, he composed a lengthy text message to a number.
He used English.
At a glance, the text might seem obscure and difficult to understand, with many phrases that didn’t convey clear meaning, and it was even hard to combine one word with the next.
Sun Xingyu carefully looked over these words, pressed send, and immediately after confirming it was sent, he deleted the message.
Having done all this, he sat back down on the cushion for cultivation, closed his eyes once more, and quietly resumed the practice.
This time, the cultivation went very smoothly, no longer fraught with the near-deviance that had occurred earlier, and his mind was more serene than ever before.
Meanwhile, in Seoul, Korea.
More than two months had passed since the power move initiated by the Li Family’s Financial Group.
Because the action was taken with a thunderous approach, it did not bring about significant issues in work or daily life for the general populace. Therefore, after the change, the Li Family’s Financial Group did not suffer much public scrutiny. Instead, they gained unprecedented support and endorsement from the people due to their grand action against the Federation troops, and the country quickly returned to normalcy.
As the primary initiator of the upheaval, Li Xuanyu still remained behind the scenes. However, perhaps due to concerns from other financial groups that the previous actions might negatively impact the future, they secretly "betrayed" Li Xuanyu. This young woman, who had just become the helmsman of the Li Family’s Financial Group last year, frequently appeared in major media reports, and there were even articles implying that she was the mastermind behind the thunderous campaign.
For a time, Li Xuanyu’s name was unmatched in Korea.
Initially, Li Xuanyu was somewhat reluctant about this situation, but she quickly came to accept it.
Given that the entire world order was about to undergo drastic changes, she, Li Xuanyu, was already the leading figure of the Li Family’s Financial Group and a world-famous personality, but only renowned for her wealth. Now, she did not mind slowly letting the world see her other side.
After all, if that woman from Divine Continent Country was being called the second generation Empress of Divine Continent by some in the world, why couldn’t Li Xuanyu be the first female Emperor of Korea?
In her heart, she had never ceased to compete secretly with that woman from Divine Continent.
She even believed that she could be of more assistance to him in the future world order than that woman could.
Suddenly, Li Xuanyu’s body trembled slightly.
Her gaze fell on an encrypted drawer in front of her desk.
Inside it lay a special cellphone.
This phone was a communication device exclusive to the "International Madman" Organization.
She pulled open the drawer, took out the phone, and as her eyes landed on the screen and saw the cryptic text, Li Xuanyu’s pupils abruptly contracted.
This was an encryption method for message exchanges that members of the International Madman Organization hadn’t used in a long time.
She glanced at the sender’s number, and her pupils contracted even more sharply.
Fusang?
Among the members, only Umekawa Taro was from Fusang.
But he was currently in Divine Continent, and just yesterday they had spoken over the phone. Thus, if Umekawa Taro had something to contact her about, he definitely wouldn’t go through the trouble of initiating an encrypted message exchange.
With puzzlement, Li Xuanyu stood up and walked to the next room.
It was a vast study filled with works from all over the world, even boasting some rare, ancient books.
Li Xuanyu headed straight for the shelf area with a plethora of Western works and quickly pulled out a book.
It was a book describing characters from ancient Greek mythology.
She carried the book outside and, following the contents of the text message, soon deciphered the encrypted message. A cold sweat broke out over her.
"Has Fusang gone mad? Are they trying to launch a third world war?" Li Xuanyu muttered to herself. Then, snapping back to reality, she immediately dialed the number for the highest office in the Military Department.
The encrypted message contained only one sentence.
Fusang will launch a nuclear strike against all perceived threats in the vicinity.
This tiny country, which had nearly dominated all of Asia during World War II, was about to restart a global war.