During the past two months, Jiang Chen has been busy refining elixirs, striving to help everyone enhance their strength. Tomorrow is the martial arts tournament, and Jiang Chen has already secretly arrived at the Longteng Hotel at the foot of Qiushan Mountain, the location of the tournament in Tashui Province.

After discussing the martial arts tournament matters with Dragon Saint and others, Jiang Chen remembered that his good friends still didn't know he was alive. Considering that tomorrow was the martial arts tournament, it wouldn't hurt to tell them, and they wouldn't spill the beans. So he sent a message in the chat group.

"Haha! You guys have no idea! I knew all along that big brother is still alive!"

Lou Qiangqiang's arrogant voice came up in the chat group.

"Is it really Mr. Jiang!?"

"Lou Qiangqiang, you bastard, you knew all along!? Why didn't you tell us? Do you want to die?"

"Exactly, next time I see you, I'll surely beat you up!"

"Lou Qiangqiang, just you wait!"

The chat group was suddenly filled with curses towards Lou Qiangqiang.

"Come on, it was big brother who didn't allow me to say anything, why don't you scold him!" Lou Qiangqiang sent a message with grievances.

"Mr. Jiang must have his reasons for not telling us!"

"Exactly, Mr. Jiang must have a reason for not saying anything. You, not telling us and watching us be sad when talking about Mr. Jiang, that's your wrong!"

"Exactly! Lou Qiangqiang, you brat, where are you? I'm coming over to beat you up now!"

"Let's all go! Beat this bastard to death!"

Lou Qiangqiang tried to direct the blame, but unexpectedly, it brought upon another wave of criticism.

Jiang Chen smiled with relief, the trust from everyone gave him much courage. He pressed the voice button and gently began to speak: "Sorry for worrying everyone. It's not that I don't trust you, but the matter is indeed significant."

"Tomorrow's martial arts tournament will be our decisive battle with the Soul Devouring Group. News from the Holy Court indicates that the Dark Church will also be making a full move. This battle is hugely significant. My death will make the Soul Devouring Group and Dark Church lower their guard, hence I kept it a secret from everyone. I hope you all understand!"

...

The day of the martial arts tournament.

The sun had not yet risen from the east; the east was only slightly crimson.

Whoosh!

The sound of running water came from the bathroom of VIP Suite 602 in Longteng Hotel.

This room belonged to Zhang Xingyuan, the son of Wu Dan's leader.

The Wu Dan sect, having some connections with Jiang Chen, naturally stayed at Longteng Hotel for the tournament.

Click!

A slight creaking sound echoed as the door to Zhang Xingyuan's bedroom was gently pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Chen peeked in, smiled slightly, and tiptoed into the room, slowly closing the door behind him.

Glancing around the room, Jiang Chen leaned against the wall by the bathroom door, waiting.

Click!

The bathroom door opened, and Zhang Xingyuan came out, drying his hair. He had specifically bathed and donned his Wu Dan robe for the martial arts tournament.

"You… Jiang…"

Noticing someone in front of him, Zhang Xingyuan was startled and was about to yell, but upon recognizing the face, he was even more shocked.

"Don't shout, it's me!" Jiang Chen quickly stopped him.

Zhang Xingyuan's eyes widened, locked onto Jiang Chen in extreme surprise.

"I'm not dead!" Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

Zhang Xingyuan's eyes immediately filled with ecstatic joy as he exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Jiang, is it really you? You're not dead?"

"I'm not dead. I faked my death just for this martial arts tournament!" Jiang Chen softly explained.

Zhang Xingyuan paused for a moment, puzzled, and asked, "Faked death for this martial arts tournament? Why?"

"Let's talk in the living room!" Jiang Chen chuckled.

Zhang Xingyuan nodded, and the two moved to the suite's living room.

"We've known for a while that the three major organizations plan to act during the martial arts tournament. After our trip to Beihai National last time, I received a tip from our insider. She said that the Soul Devouring Group and Dark Church have moved all their forces around the Flame Dragon, infiltrating in batches, all for this martial arts tournament."

Jiang Chen said seriously: "Three months ago, Fire Xiuluo hit me with a palm strike. I almost died, waking up after a month of coma. I then used that opportunity to pretend dead, arranging everything in secret, waiting for today!"

"So that's what happened!"

Zhang Xingyuan nodded, solemnly stating, "Rest assured Mr. Jiang, our Wu Dan will surely fight the three major organizations to the end!"

"I know, or else I wouldn't have come to you!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "I actually have one more purpose, or rather need your help with something."

"Please tell me, Mr. Jiang."

Zhang Xingyuan said seriously, understanding that anything Jiang Chen personally requested for assistance with must be significant. Aside from feeling excited, Zhang Xingyuan also felt a tinge of nervousness.

Jiang Chen patted Zhang Xingyuan's shoulder, "Relax, it's not a difficult task. I want to blend in with your Wu Dan members and go up the mountain with you."

"Go up with us? Just that?" Zhang Xingyuan was taken aback, surprised.

"Yes, just that. This martial arts tournament can be said to have the three major organizations unleash almost all their power. They will surely monitor the people from various major forces strictly. I'm worried that if I go up the mountain with the Flame Dragon Group or other forces that have close ties with me, I'll be recognized by their hidden people."

Jiang Chen nodded lightly, "So I want to go up with you. I trust Wu Dan, and our relationship is not too close, which won't draw the three major organizations' focused scrutiny."

"Alright! No problem!" Zhang Xingyuan understood and readily agreed.

Jiang Chen chuckled, "Then it's trouble…"

Suddenly, Jiang Chen closed his mouth, turned to the suite's entrance, his eyes flashing with an icy chill.

Ding!

The doorbell rang at this moment, followed by a call from outside: "Junior brother Zhang, time to get up!"

"It's my senior brother Meng Fanzhou, my father's direct disciple, who also lives next door!" Zhang Xingyuan explained and was about to go open the door.

"Let him in!" Jiang Chen softly advised and quickly hid by the wall near the door.

Zhang Xingyuan glanced at Jiang Chen in confusion, then went to the door and opened it.

A man in his forties stood at the door.

"Junior brother Zhang, you are ready, huh. Let's go, the master should be waiting in the lobby. I just knocked on his door but no one answered!" Meng Fanzhou noticed Zhang Xingyuan had put on his robe and chuckled.

Zhang Xingyuan glanced at Jiang Chen beside the wall and softly said, "Senior brother, come in and wait for me. I need to use the bathroom!"

"Alright!" Meng Fanzhou nodded, stepping into the room.

Whoosh!

A flash of white, and Jiang Chen activated his inner qi, hitting Meng Fanzhou's head hard with a palm strike.

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