Outside the Ocean Abundance District Port in Jibeidiao Central City, an Ocean liner is anchored on the Sea surface.

Inside the cabin, a meeting is currently taking place. To avoid being detected by Central City's Biological Field, the Biological Fields used here are independent.

"According to the intelligence we have gathered, both targets will arrive in Central City between late January and early February, and our focus is on this person."

The light screen successively displayed half-length photos of Chen Chuan and Bureau Chief Lei . With a point from the meeting's host, Chen Chuan's photo was enlarged separately.

This was clearly a recently obtained photo, as Chen Chuan was wearing the uniform of a Processing Bureau Execution Captain, exuding an air of sharpness just by looking at it.

"The National Highway is the best place to deal with the target."

The meeting's host composed himself, withdrawing his gaze from Chen Chuan's half-length photo, and continued, "The Processing Bureau values this target highly. If we send a message in advance, they might send someone to meet him, in which case we will have to consider ways to block him. The target himself has extremely strong practical Martial Combat abilities, so we only have one chance."

Jian Cheng Sheng stood to the side, hugging his blade. He was staring at Chen Chuan's photo, as well as the various textual annotations displayed next to it, which included detailed Data found by Sister Huan and others.

This allowed him to understand his opponent in detail, thereby establishing a certain advantage in advance.

He knew this was an Ambush, not a competition, so there was no need to care about fairness. In fact, in most cases, the contests between Martial Artists are not fair.

Battles are only divided into victory and defeat, and only the victor has the qualification to talk about the future. The loser has nothing, and for this reason, all available conditions can be used to achieve the goal.

"Mr. Jian Cheng," the meeting's host said to him, "This time, we have hired two Third-Limit Martial Artists to cooperate with you. They will not interfere in the battle between you and the target, but will only be responsible for cleaning up and providing cover to prevent anyone from interfering with you."

This move was not out of respect for the two people's battle, but out of practical considerations.

Judging from previous battles, ordinary Third-Limit Martial Artists pose almost no threat to Chen Chuan . Rashly joining the battle may instead be used by him, thereby Influencing Jian Cheng Sheng's performance, so these two people are simply acting as support.

To avoid the Processing Bureau discovering the news, these two people were all transferred from Central Cities that were relatively far away.

Jian Cheng Sheng seemed not to hear him. He sat there motionless, his gaze focused only on the Data. After a long time, he said, "I need a Private room."

The meeting's host immediately instructed a manager, "Take Mr. Jian Cheng over there."

Jian Cheng Sheng stood up, bowed to the meeting's host, and followed the manager out, arriving at a Training room on the ship that was specially prepared for people like him.

After waiting for the others to leave, he took off his shoes and sat down in the middle of the Training room, silently recalling the Data he had just seen.

He noticed one thing: Chen Chuan seemed to have never suffered any serious harm in every verifiable battle, whether it was Iron Body Training or Skills, which would cause trouble for his attacks.

He closed his eyes, and an image was constantly brewing in his Spirit World. When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be an additional shadow in front of him.

That person was illusory and unreal, like transparent mist, standing not far in front of him. In his eyes, that was Chen Chuan's appearance.

He slightly tilted his body, raised his hand, and gripped the hilt of the blade. After staring for a moment, he suddenly drew his blade and thrust forward, slashing horizontally!

However, when the blade reached the side of the phantom, it suddenly stopped, as if there was an invisible barrier there, preventing him from completing the blade's momentum.

He let out a breath and stepped backward, slowly retracting the blade into its Sheathe. After a while, he slashed out again, but this time it still stopped in front of the phantom.

He retreated again, sheathed the blade, and stared at the phantom in front of him, saying with a certain tone, "My blade is not sharp enough."

After thinking for a while, he walked out of the room and said to the manager waiting outside, "I need something, something that cannot be cut open."

The manager asked politely, "Mr. Jian Cheng, may I ask what this is"

Jian Cheng Sheng said very frankly, "I don't know."

"Don't know"

The manager was stunned. He thought for a while and asked carefully, "Then Mr. Jian Cheng, may I know what this thing is used for"

Jian Cheng Sheng said seriously and earnestly, "Related to eliminating the target."

The manager thought for a while and said, "Okay, we will try our best."

"Please!"

Jian Cheng Sheng bowed slightly.

The manager quickly returned the greeting, and then immediately reported Jian Cheng Sheng's request to the person in charge here.

"Something that cannot be cut open What is that" The person in charge frowned. "He doesn't even know himself How are we supposed to find it"

However, a participant in the cabin suddenly thought of something and said, "I think I might know what he wants."

He met the gazes of everyone in the meeting room and said, "High Heaven Jade, something produced by the High Heaven Sect. It is said that this thing is indestructible, but within this jade, there are very few "Jade Cores'. It is said to be the hardest thing in the world, and it is rumored that this thing can also help Martial Artists sublimate their Spirit."

"Is that what he needs"

"It should be. That Jade Core is said to be the High Heaven Sect's sacred object, usually kept secret. Jian Cheng Sheng is bringing it up at this time, probably just to satisfy his own needs."

The person in charge didn't care about this, but said, "Now that he is our blade, shouldn't we find a whetstone for him before the battle to make him sharper Whether it's for his own private interests or if this Jade Core is really useful, we should try our best to satisfy him."

Someone said, "But that's the High Heaven Sect's sacred object..."

"In the face of the Company's interests, everything must give way."

The High Heaven Sect's former power was vast, and its Influence ranged widely, with numerous followers on the ocean, but that was in the old times. Because it gave the Imperial Family great help in Da Shun's overthrow of the Imperial Family's civil war, the Great Shun Government has been suppressing it, trying to eradicate its Influence by all means.

Especially now that there is an Army stationed at the site of the former High Heaven Sect's sacred land, the sect has been severely damaged. Today, the most Influential figures of the sect are gathered around the Gong Family, and are just sticking together for warmth, their power has become very limited.

The Ferris Wheel Corporation now gathers the technology and capital of various island nations in the Outer Ocean, possesses its own armed Strength, and its Influence on the island nations is increasing day by day.

The person in charge said, "Send someone to the High Heaven Sect, and have them bring out the thing. I demand that the thing be delivered to his hands in the shortest possible time!"

On January 26th, the date Chen Chuan set to return to Central City, Yu Wan's family sent him to the entrance of the alley. After waving goodbye to his family, he got into the Jiade car under the watchful eyes of Yu Wan's family and drove away from the Patrol Bureau family area.

They did not go directly out of the city along the main road, but turned to the square in front of Wuyi Academy. Wu Han and Wei Dong were already waiting here with large and small packages, carrying their personal weapons.

Chen Chuan honked the horn twice, stopped in front of them, got out of the car to greet them, and then opened the trunk for them, helping them put their things in.

After sitting in the car, he took out two boxes from the storage box and handed them to them.

"You said last time that you wanted to come to Central City. This is the Boundary Token prepared for you in advance."

Wu Han and Wei Dong curiously took them over. When they opened them, they saw what looked like slender bone-like connected networks that could be connected to the head, neck, and shoulders. However, apart from some main parts being more obvious, the rest were generally indistinguishable from a distance.

The one Chen Chuan gave them was a moderately sized model with basic functions, much better than the one Old Qi had given him before.

But he didn't give them anything too good, not to save that little money, but because, with the style of these two, it's really hard to say how long this Boundary Token will last.

Wei Dong poked it with his finger, and the Boundary Token trembled slightly. He said, "This thing seems to be alive."

Wu Han said, "Didn't junior say that this thing is alive Of course it will move if it's alive."

He looked up at Chen Chuan and said, "Little Chen, we also have something to give you." Saying that, he rummaged through his bag and took a delicate black and white wooden box from the top.

Chen Chuan took it and opened it, seeing a box of throwing pebbles, each one polished smoothly and delicately. He picked one up and looked at it, "This is made from the hard rock of Zhang Mountain, right"

"That's right."

Wu Han smiled, "Wei Dong , Junior Luo, and I asked someone who knew the ropes, and then went to Zhang Mountain to find it. Finally, we found a few suitable pieces to knock.

This thing is really hard. Wei Dong was responsible for making these into uniform pieces, and Junior Luo and I found suitable ones for polishing. Feng, the senior apprentice, made this beautiful box by hand.

Oh, these are all polished according to the appearance of the pebbles you used before. I don't know if you like them."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "You put your heart into it, I like it very much, thank you."

The value of this thing itself is not high, but this intention is priceless and very commemorative. He decided not to take it out to use, but to put it in his weapon collection room after going back.

He turned to the front, started the car, put his hand on the steering wheel, looked at the open road, and said, "Gentlemen, sit tight, we are about to set off."

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