"What? I made a mistake? A big one? And you suspect that I've been beguiled by a spy?" Hanbing Yun's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to accept such accusations. Her expression immediately turned frigid, and fury burned in her eyes.

She stood up indignantly. "Commander, I've done nothing wrong, nor have I been swayed by anyone. The people around me are all trustworthy; I am the one commanding them. I am dedicated to our country, never thinking of myself or my family's interests. I believe that for the country to grow stronger, every individual must be willing to sacrifice everything. Zhang Bin should not receive special treatment."

"Doctor Han, your strong convictions are commendable," the Number Three Commander said authoritatively. "However, you can't expect everyone to share them. For those who don't, we can only persuade, not coerce them with unsavory methods. From now on, you will only be responsible for your research. Do not interfere with the matters of the Special Action Team or the Daoyi Sect. And you are not to use your control Special Ability to influence those around you."

In truth, Hanbing Yun was just a scientific researcher, an important scientist in charge of the Genetic Enhancement project. She had no authority to mobilize any personnel from the Special Action Team or the Daoyi Sect, nor did she have the credentials to issue orders.

She was able to exert this influence for several reasons. She was a stunning beauty, the Genetically Enhanced Human project she managed was critically important, and on top of that, she possessed a powerful control Special Ability. This combination allowed her to influence the Special Action Team members assigned to cooperate with her and even remotely control some personnel from the Daoyi Sect. This time, she had resorted to various methods to pressure Zhang Bin, causing both the Special Action Team and the Daoyi Sect to fall under her influence. The Number Three Commander was now warning her.

"Yes, Commander," Hanbing Yun said, feeling somewhat aggrieved. "But I request that Zhang Bin be transferred here to be my assistant."

"We will do our best to support your work," the Number Three Commander said. "But the state cannot grant your every request. For instance, Zhang Bin currently has no positive feelings toward you at all. How could he possibly agree to be your assistant?"

"Zhang Bin has no positive feelings toward me?" Hanbing Yun's slightly thick eyebrows furrowed. I did this for the country. Can't he understand that?

"Just try to think about it from his perspective," the Number Three Commander said sternly before turning his gaze to Master Tianlong's face. "Master Tianlong, go to Sanchahe Village at once and prevent any conflict from breaking out between the Daoyi Sect and the Taiqing Sect."

"Yes, Commander." Master Tianlong answered respectfully and immediately soared into the sky, flying on his sword toward Sanchahe Village.

"Luo Chengliang, contact the Daoyi Sect immediately," the Number Three Commander ordered. "Tell them to exercise restraint. The matter of punishing Zhang Bin must be re-evaluated."

"Yes, Commander," Luo Chengliang replied respectfully.

"Dawei, prepare the helicopter. I am going to Sanchahe Village myself," the Number Three Commander said.

"Yes, Commander," Zhao Dawei replied cheerfully.

Soon, Hanbing Yun was the only one left in the conference room. She exuded an intensely cold aura, her eyes flashing with an icy light as she muttered, "Zhang Bin, you don't know what's good for you. You refused the opportunity I gave you and got me reprimanded by the Commander. We'll see about this. One day, you'll realize how formidable I am. One day, you will bow your head before me."

「Before the Number Three Commander convened the meeting,」

Vice Sect Leader Mu Yingguang of the Daoyi Sect, who was responsible for external punishment, already sensed that something was wrong. It was late, but Fei Yiming had not yet returned. Logically, he should have been back some time ago. The Daoyi Sect had always maintained a strict rule: elders on enforcement missions must return as quickly as possible to turn over any confiscated Treasures to the sect.

So, he started calling Fei Yiming's cell phone.

Hanged from the banyan tree, Fei Yiming naturally couldn't answer his phone. But a look of joy spread across his face, as he guessed it was Vice Sect Leader Mu Yingguang calling him. That meant rescue would arrive soon. If help didn't come soon, he would suffocate from the stench of bird droppings.

"This is bad. Something's happened." Mu Yingguang's expression changed, his body erupting with an icy killing intent. For so many years, no one had dared to defy the Daoyi Sect. And now, a mere Taiqing Sect dared to resist? They were simply courting death.

He immediately took four Elders and used Sword Control to fly toward Sanchahe Village like lightning. Mu Yingguang had cultivated to the Late Gold Core Realm, and all four Elders had also reached the Golden Core Mid-Stage. With such strength, they could sweep through any sect. He was on his way to hold them accountable and deliver their punishment.

"Dawei, things don't look good. Fei Yiming's phone just rang. I reckon the Daoyi Sect will be here any minute," said Tan Yonghao, who was keeping watch in Sanchahe Village, in a hurried call to Zhao Dawei.

Zhang Bin had kicked Tan Yonghao out of the meeting room but not out of Sanchahe Village. He needed someone like him to pass along information. This time, he was determined to blow things up, just to see if Hanbing Yun could truly blot out the sky with one hand. Moreover, he had to demonstrate the formidable power of the Taiqing Sect to deter any petty scoundrels. This would be the Taiqing Sect's first counterattack—their first strike back after being bullied so relentlessly!

"You have to stop them! The Number Three Commander is on his way. Master Tianlong is almost here, too. He'll stop them as well!" Zhao Dawei said anxiously.

Meanwhile, Mu Yingguang, who was speeding toward Sanchahe Village via Sword Control, also received a call from Luo Chengliang. He was so angry he roared, "What? The Taiqing Sect is that arrogant? They captured Fei Yiming? And hanged him from a tree? And you want me to show restraint? Fine, fine, fine, I'll be restrained."

He hung up the phone and added silently in his heart, Restrained? My ass! Tonight, I will execute Zhang Bin on the spot and uproot the Taiqing Sect completely. All of their Treasures will belong to the Daoyi Sect!

He grew extremely excited as he thought about it. Zhang Bin was a mere cultivator who had only reached the Initial Liquid Realm, yet he owned two Flying Swords—one Middle-Grade and one Inferior Grade—and even possessed a Space Ring! The Taiqing Sect had to be incredibly wealthy and full of Treasures.

In this day and age, the most important thing for a cultivator was not innate talent, but cultivation resources. Without cultivation resources, it was impossible to reach higher realms. The Daoyi Sect was, in essence, a sect that redistributed cultivation resources by taking them from numerous weaker sects and concentrating them to nurture their own genius disciples.

Of course, weaker sects could also join the Daoyi Sect. As long as a sect's disciple was talented enough, they could be recommended to the Daoyi Sect for training. As a result, there wasn't a single True Cultivation Sect in China that didn't want to join the Daoyi Sect. However, not just any sect was qualified. They had to have something valuable to offer, their own heritage, and a long history.

Leading the four Elders, he increased their speed even more, flying furiously toward Sanchahe Village via Sword Control.

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