After agreeing, Gong Ning followed the Elders with a placid expression, showing no sign that anything was amiss.
But beneath that calm facade, a storm was already brewing in its mind.
It was savoring the experience of browsing this body’s memories. It hadn’t expected much, but what it found was a complete shock.
’Lord Lu, Lu Yun, born in the Yin Dynasty, went from the last Martial Champion Scholar to a modern-day Divine Intent Grandmaster?’
As if it had discovered an interesting new toy, it couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, a playful feeling stirring within it.
’A human who’s a Divine Intent Grandmaster? Interesting. I’ve been wandering around Yun Port City for so long, yet this is the first time I’ve encountered a human cultivated to such a realm. Why didn’t I sense his presence before?’
A Grandmaster of Divine Intent was different. They were beings who could truly threaten its kind—the natural enemies they needed to be most wary of in this world.
’Strange. Could it be that this man has never eaten the black meat created from divine sources by my clan’s Divine Master?’
The more it thought, the more something felt off. Ordinarily, it was nearly impossible for a human Martial Artist to break through to the realm of Divine Intent Grandmaster on their own.
That realm required not only talent and hard work, but also a massive amount of external power—and the black meat created by its clan’s Divine Master was precisely that external power.
’Of course, the price is being possessed by my kind at some point in the future. But this Lu Yun actually made it this far on his own?’
’That must be the only explanation for why I couldn’t sense his presence—the power of the black meat is the very thing that attracts us Outer Celestial Demons.’
For Lu Yun to break through to Divine Intent Grandmaster at sixty, he must be a true genius. Reaching that realm was a complete, transformative metamorphosis—a great leap from being human to "non-human."
Therefore, anyone capable of taking that step at the age of sixty must possess talent, perseverance, and a Martial Dao Will that were all at the absolute pinnacle.
’If I had discovered him sooner, I might have given up on this little girl’s body.’
The moment the thought appeared, it was suppressed. Of course, it was just a fleeting idea.
To break through to Divine Intent Grandmaster at that age, his Martial Dao Will must be unbelievably firm.
The spiritual world of such a person wouldn’t be as fragile as an ordinary person’s, which could be pierced with a single poke. Instead, it would be like an impenetrable iron plate.
’If I tried to possess him rashly, there would be a chance of failure. I’m not like those brainless, low-class brethren who pounce on any good-looking vessel they see, only to end up utterly annihilated.’
While reviewing the memories in her mind, Gong Ning followed Gong Yuanshan and the others out the main gate, heading down the street toward the nearby Lu Family residence.
Although Divine Intent Grandmasters were the bane of its kind, it wasn’t particularly afraid.
Even though it was currently possessing this body and could only exert the power of an early-stage Huajin Grandmaster, it could use its Black Water Origin Divine Techniques to temporarily recover its former strength at the Peak of Divine Intent Grandmaster. In other words, no one in the heart of this small Yun Port City could threaten it.
They arrived at the Lu Family residence. Gong Ning raised her head, her gaze falling on the black plaque with gold lettering above the entrance.
She stuck out her delicate, pink tongue and lightly licked her lips. "Let’s see just how capable this so-called human Divine Intent Grandmaster really is."
’If the opportunity arises, it might not be impossible to control this Lu Yun and make him work for me.’
A sixty-year-old Divine Intent Grandmaster, in terms of both strength and influence, was far beyond what a small Huajin Clan like the Gong Family could compare to.
Of course, this was just a thought. It still needed to confirm whether this Lu Yun was truly worth making a move on.
At the front of the group, Gong Yuanshan showed none of the arrogance of a Huajin Grandmaster. He stopped, straightened his collar, and clasped his fist in a salute to the guards standing at the gate.
"My young friends, please trouble yourselves to inform Lord Lu that Gong Yuanshan has come to call, along with three elders of my clan."
Six men stood at the gate. These were no ordinary household guards; every one of them was an elite, hand-picked from the 130,000-strong garrison.
Their postures were as straight as pine trees, their gazes as sharp as eagles, and their entire beings exuded the grim, murderous aura of seasoned veterans.
They stood meticulously at their posts, armed with live ammunition. Not a single one whispered to another. Their discipline alone was enough to inspire awe.
The squad leader at the head of the group naturally recognized Gong Yuanshan. Having been on duty at the Lu Family residence for so long, he had met nearly every prominent figure in Yun Port City, and Gong Yuanshan was a frequent visitor.
His gaze swept briefly over them, glancing at Gong Jue and the other two behind Gong Yuanshan, and he mulled things over internally.
Finally, a perfectly measured smile appeared on his face as he returned the salute with a clasped fist, neither servile nor overbearing.
"Ah, it is Boss Gong. Please wait a moment, sir. I’ll have someone announce you at once."
With that, he gave a look to someone behind him. A squad member understood immediately, turned, and hurried inside.
The Gong Family was among the first factions to fully support Lord Lu. This relationship was common knowledge.
Back when Lord Lu was restoring order in Yun Port City, the Gong Family had unhesitatingly stood by his side, providing money, manpower, and their full support.
Furthermore, Gong Yuanshan himself was a Huajin Grandmaster, a prominent figure in the Martial Arts World of Yun Port City. For reasons of sentiment and logic, public and private, no one dared to disrespect the Gong Family.
’Now this is interesting,’ the squad leader thought to himself, his face remaining impassive.

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