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Fan Yi's last sentence caused a commotion among the crowd.

"Amazing, my Brother Fan!"

"You're kidding, how did he break through silently, Gangjin Master."

"Hehe, from now on, I'll be in charge of washing Brother Fan's underwear, no one fight me for it!"

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Listening to the exclamations, Yang Fei was also quite surprised.

Fan Yi's talent wasn't exceptionally outstanding, not even better than Mad Blade.

But he was very diligent, persevering, with an iron will, finally breaking through Gang Strength before Mad Blade.

The Changfeng Squad had access to Martial God Space's three major systems, which they could use indefinitely. Core Formation to Divine Communication had made even breaking through Gang Strength not a mere dream.

However, Fan Yi breaking through Gang Strength so quickly did give Yang Fei a pleasant surprise.

Listening to the cheers of the crowd, Fan Yi fell silent, perhaps he had gone back to training.

Although Yang Fei had repelled the ninja squad, the sense of crisis in his heart hadn't dissipated, but strangely, the feeling of numbness was gradually wearing off.

That night, he trained in Snake Extreme, maintaining contact with many Changfeng martial artists.

What Yang Fei didn't know was that, southeast of the Longwei National Art Gallery, in a 24-hour cafe, an elderly Chinese man also hadn't closed his eyes all night.

At dawn, a graceful young man, dressed in a deep blue suit, walked into the cafe.

The young man walked up to the elderly man and bowed slightly, "Elder, I have returned."

The elderly man's hair was grayed, but despite not having slept all night, he showed no sign of fatigue.

"How was the Longwei National Art Gallery last night?"

The young man shook his head, biting his lip.

"As expected by the Elder, last night, the Eight Gates ninja were dispatched, a total of eight ninjas."

"Among them, one Four-Star Ninja, two Three-Star Ninjas, the rest were One-Star Ninjas."

The elderly man was startled, his eyes widened.

"How many casualties at the Longwei National Art Gallery? Why report to me only now?"

As he spoke, the elder's tone became very stern.

The young man gave a bitter smile.

"I also wanted to report to the Great Elder, but this group of ninjas was utterly defeated in less than two minutes."

"What, two Three-Star Ninjas, one Four-Star Ninja, plus five One-Star Ninjas, defeated in less than two minutes?"

The elderly man looked at the young man in shock, speechless.

"Is your information accurate? Could there be a mistake?"

The young man shook his head with a bitter smile.

"I saw it with my own eyes, and to verify the truth, I even went to the scene this morning to check myself."

The elderly man stared blankly at the young man, seemingly struggling to digest the shocking news.

"So, how many disciples from the Longwei National Art Gallery were deployed?"

The bitterness in the young man's smile became more pronounced.

"On the Longwei National Art Gallery's side, only one master engaged, and it's the very Yang Fei who has been spreading like wildfire these days."

The elder's mouth opened even wider.

"Yang Fei? Alone? He defeated eight ninjas alone?"

The young man couldn't help sighing and nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, it's unbelievable, but it's the truth."

The elderly man finally digested the incredible news, letting out a long sigh.

"It seems our worries were entirely unnecessary, our deployed rescuers were all for show."

The elder looked at the young man.

"So, has Yang Fei's background been investigated? Could he be the Tower Master of Huaxia Drinking Snow Tower?"

The young man shook his head, "Currently, there is no direct evidence proving he is the Tower Master of Drinking Snow Tower."

"But around him, there is a group of martial arts masters, all as mighty as dragons, speaking of Martial Arts Realm, they are no weaker than our Hongmen Sect's Twin Flower Red Stick."

The elderly man was again heavily startled, his shock bordered on fear.

"A group of masters at the level of Twin Flower Red Stick? Sigh, there's no need to say more, these people must be from Drinking Snow Tower."

"Only the Drinking Snow Tower of the past could have such a terrifying martial arts foundation, nurturing such a group of elite masters in the short term."

The young man nodded, looking at the elderly man, "So, should we follow the plan and summon this group of martial arts experts?"

The elderly man shook his head, his expression very serious.

"A group of experts like this, Hongmen Sect is no longer qualified to summon them, not just Hongmen Sect, no underground force has the qualification to summon them."

The young man was somewhat dazed, "Then, what do we do?"

The elderly man thought for a while and then stood up.

"Our Hongmen Sect and the old Drinking Snow Tower both hail from the martial arts lineage and should maintain a good relationship with Drinking Snow Tower now."

"Go make preparations; we will welcome them as guests to Hongmen Sect with our most prestigious Twelve Golden Lions welcoming ceremony."

The young man's turn to be shocked, looking at the elder, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Great Elder, the Twelve Golden Lions welcome ceremony is our sect's most elaborate ceremony, only used last for welcoming Mr. Li of New Family Slope. Are you sure you want to extend such a grand gesture?"

The elderly man nodded decisively, "It must be so."

"In this young man, I sense the invincible aura once held by the Martial God."

"In time, this young man will lead his peers as the Martial God did in his time, and our fostering a relationship with such a figure is a great blessing to Hongmen Sect."

The young man hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded uncertainly, bowing slightly.

"Alright, I'll prepare at once."

Early in the morning, Yang Fei awoke from Turtle Hibernation, feeling Essence Qi surging through his body, continuously flowing, Gang Strength pure and seemingly about to break through again.

With his agreement with Jingtian Chuyi only three months away, Yang Fei knew to defeat Jingtian Chuyi, he must break through to the True Martial Realm.

Otherwise, facing a master at Half-Step Spirit Martial, even with Three-Star Shine and Dragon Battle Arena, it would be impossible to defeat him.

At that moment, outside Fuqing Street, suddenly drums and gongs sounded, with the hustle and bustle of voices—it was quite lively.

At this moment, Long Hai rushed excitedly into Yang Fei's room.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, great news!"

Long Hai knew well that Yang Fei's identity as Uncle Master was ninety-nine percent fake.

However, since obtaining the Flower-Seeking and Plum-Breaking Hand and Toad-Strength Skill mental method, Long Hai treated Yang Fei with the respect due a master, very reverent towards him.

Yang Fei was slightly taken aback and stood up, "What great news?"

Long Hai was so excited he could barely speak.

"Uncle Master, the Twelve Golden Lions are here to welcome you! Hongmen Sect's people have come to invite Master as a guest."

Yang Fei was somewhat bewildered, "What is the Twelve Golden Lions welcome?"

Long Hai, face flushed, explained excitedly.

"The Twelve Golden Lions welcome is Hongmen Sect's highest greeting ceremony."

"Only the Great Grandmaster Tang Xiaolong has received such an honor before, otherwise reserved for welcoming state leaders. Uncle Master, your influence is considerable."

Yang Fei smiled slightly, about to speak when the phone suddenly rang urgently.