Chapter 79: Offline Coordination! The Visiting Group Arrives on Site

Just causing a racket on the Spirit Net wasn’t loud enough.

To make even an old fossil like True Lord Xuantian lose his composure, they needed something real—something that would add true fuel to the fire.

Chu Feng’s instructions were engraved clearly in Zhang Daniu’s mind.

As soon as the first wave of emotion flared up online, he immediately began the second step—sending warmth.

“Brothers, grab the stuff and follow me!”

Zhang Daniu swung his arm, but the “stuff” he mentioned wasn’t weapons or blades—it was rows upon rows of neatly stacked exquisite jade boxes.

Inside each box were the Ascension Group’s top-tier healing pills, their most prized reserves.

Every pill was a “luxury item” personally refined by Leng Yanran with the finest ingredients—usually only handed out as the highest reward, enough to make even an elder like Liu Changqing drool with envy.

Now, with just one command from Chu Feng, Zhang Daniu had emptied out the vault.

A “High-level Visiting Group,” bearing the signboard of the “Core Customer Care Department,” swaggered out grandly.

Their first stop—the cave dwelling of Enforcement Elder Wang Xuanfu.

At that moment, Wang Xuanfu sat cross-legged in his meditation room, his face as pale as paper, his breath erratic.

After taking True Lord Xuantian’s strike head-on, cracks like spiderwebs had spread across his Golden Core. It would take at least ten days to half a month before he could even start to recover.

Yet the pain in his body wasn’t nearly as torturous as the panic in his heart.

“It’s over… I’m doomed this time…”

Bitterness filled Wang Xuanfu’s mouth.

His strike earlier today had been purely impulsive.

Seeing Chu Feng—the golden goose that laid eggs of pure profit—about to be slaughtered, how could he, an “Honorary Advisor” who received monthly dividends, just sit by and watch?

But who would have thought that the Ancestor would actually make such a ruthless move?

Now, not only was he injured all over, but he had also completely offended the Ancestor. If Chu Feng’s side truly fell, he’d be finished—a laughingstock for the ages.

Just as he was fuming in frustration, the barrier outside his cave dwelling stirred.

“Elder Wang! Elder Wang, are you there?”

Zhang Daniu’s raspy voice carried over from afar.

“I, Zhang Daniu, Chief Security Officer of the Ascension Group, have come under orders from our President to pay you a visit!”

Wang Xuanfu froze.

People from the Ascension Group?

What were they doing here—coming to mock him?

He was already simmering with anger and wanted to blast them away, but then he remembered—they were all in the same boat now. He might as well meet them.

He casually dispelled the barrier.

Zhang Daniu entered with his team, all wearing solemn expressions, each carrying jade boxes reverently in their hands.

“Elder Wang!”

The moment Zhang Daniu saw Wang Xuanfu’s pale face, his eyes instantly turned red, as though mourning a blood relative.

“You’ve suffered, Elder!”

He rushed forward, gripping Wang Xuanfu’s hand tightly and shaking it with tearful vigor.

“Elder Wang, on behalf of our President and the tens of thousands of family members in the Group, I thank you!”

“You risked your life to stand up to a Nascent Soul powerhouse for the sake of our shared cause! You are the hero of the Ascension Group—the model for every one of our family members!”

Wang Xuanfu was completely dumbfounded by this speech.

Hero? Model?

No… no, I’m not… I just didn’t want to lose my dividends!

He tried to pull his hand back, but Zhang Daniu’s grip was like it had been welded shut—immovable.

“Let… go…”

“Elder Wang, please, don’t get emotional!”

Zhang Daniu gave him a look full of “I understand completely,” pressing his shoulders gently to make him sit still.

“Your recovery is what matters most! We know you’re a noble man who expects no reward, but we simply can’t let your sacrifice go unacknowledged!”

He turned and waved a hand.

“Bring forth the Group’s token of gratitude for Elder Wang!”

One of the “visiting group” members stepped forward and respectfully opened a jade box.

A piercingly pure fragrance of pills instantly filled the entire meditation chamber.

Wang Xuanfu’s eyes widened and froze.

“T-this… is… a Seven Treasures Glazed Pill?!”

His voice cracked.

He’d only ever heard of this pill in legends—it was said that as long as one still drew breath, this pill could pull them back from the gates of hell. Its effects on repairing Golden Core fractures were miraculous.

He had only seen its illustration in the Sect’s ancient records; even the Sect Master might not possess one!

“Elder Wang, sharp eyes as always!”

Zhang Daniu puffed his chest proudly.

“This was specially ordered by our President for you, our great hero! The President said, as long as it can heal your wounds, even if it takes ten of them, the Group will provide every single one!”

Wang Xuanfu’s heart twitched violently.

He stared hard at the dazzling pill, then looked up at Zhang Daniu’s overly sincere face.

An indescribable sense of absurdity rose within him—mingled with a surge of warmth straight to his head.

He had acted for profit, yet they called him a hero.

He had been merely opportunistic, yet received the finest treasure and the most heartfelt gratitude.

This… this Ascension Group… really knew how to treat people.

“Elder Wang, please rest and focus on your recovery!”

Zhang Daniu’s voice continued warmly.

“The matters outside—don’t you worry! The President said, the Group and its tens of thousands of family members are your firmest backing! Whoever dares to lay a finger on you is declaring war on all of us!”

He finished with a deep ninety-degree bow toward Wang Xuanfu.

The rest of the group followed in perfect unison, bowing low.

Wang Xuanfu trembled all over.

He clutched the armrest of his chair, lips quivering, but no words came out.

At last, he simply exhaled long and slow—and reached out to take the pill.

He knew clearly that from the moment he accepted this pill, there was no leaving this ship.

No… not that he couldn’t leave—

He didn’t want to.

He wanted to steady the helm himself—and steer it faster!

The Visiting Group made no attempt to hide their movements.

They left Wang Xuanfu’s cave dwelling in full pomp and soon rushed off to the residences of Liu Changqing and other injured elders.

At each stop, it was the same performance.

First, they wept passionately and showered flattery, lifting the elder up onto a “for the people” pedestal so high they couldn’t step down.

Then came the delivery of a top-tier pill no one could possibly refuse.

Finally, they swore loyalty, thumping their chests and promising that the entire Group would have the elder’s back.

After this whole routine, those elders who had once thought themselves “forced into muddy waters” began to have second thoughts.

And every scene of this was, of course, witnessed by countless eyes within the Sect.

“See that? Now that’s loyalty! The Ascension Group knows gratitude—when elders risk their lives for them, they repay it with real treasures!”

“Exactly! That’s what I call vision! With a boss like that, how could you not feel secure?”

“Now look at the Ancestor’s side—he beats his own elders to a pulp and doesn’t even say a word! Can’t compare at all!”

“From now on, whoever dares say a bad word about the Ascension Group, I’ll be the first to shut them up!”

Under the heavy weight of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pill, public opinion completely tipped to one side.

Chu Feng’s move went far beyond simple psychological warfare.

He was using benefits that no one could refuse—openly buying hearts and hammering together a “circle of shared interest” in which everyone but True Lord Xuantian found joy.

And once that circle reached critical mass, the so-called “anchor of the Sect,” True Lord Xuantian, would truly stand alone.

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