The current headquarters of the Tianli Sect is an area known as the Forbidden Zone, also referred to as the Baihe Sect. Through the persistent efforts of the second and fourth elders, they have successfully gathered numerous members who hold grievances against the abbot but are too hesitant to openly resist. These members now convene here in secret, regularly discussing strategies to seize power. If the disparity in strength hadn't been so overwhelming, I'm certain these fellows would have rebelled long ago. They came here secretly, and their master's order remains completely unaware. The second elder, as their leader, glanced over each of their faces and said, "It's not that we're ungrateful; it's simply that our master, that old fool, lacks compassion, and our own more forgetful senior cousin has been equally indifferent. The Grand Master has always acted in our best interests, yet these two treat us like outcasts—how unjust!" The fourth elder added, "Exactly. With two such old fools in charge of Baihe Sect, misfortunes are bound to happen. In my opinion, the second elder should take the helm and lead us toward a new era of glory—what do you all think?" Of course, when a group of close friends gathers, who would dare disagree? At that moment, footsteps were heard outside. Yet everyone remained calm, for this was a sacred sanctuary—except for Master Liu Yun, no outsider could possibly have entered. Indeed, it was Liu Yun. With a grace as smooth as water, she didn't wait for the second and fourth elders to ask, but immediately spoke: "Something has gone wrong. Several key figures from Fenmen have died under mysterious circumstances. It's not hard to analyze—the killers are still cultivators!" The fourth elder blinked: "Could it be that once again, it's that old master, the one we've always known? He's simply too severe—ignoring the iron rules of the cultivation world and frequently attacking ordinary people. No, I must file a formal complaint and have the cultivation world handle him!" The second elder stepped in to stop him: "But how can you file a complaint without evidence? That old man isn't stupid. Whenever questioned, he'll always claim he's in seclusion for cultivation. Plus, his master will provide false testimony. What can the cultivation world do to him?" The second elder also had a concern: he and the fourth elder had both personally killed more than one ordinary person. If this matter were to escalate, they would all be implicated. Liu Yun said in a steady tone, "I always feel something is off about this matter. You all are disciples of Bai He Monastery—how could you not know what your senior has been doing?" A rather timid young man spoke up, "Master, Bai He Monastery is highly hierarchical. Disciples are strictly forbidden from interfering in elders' affairs. Moreover, Senior has long enjoyed the favor of the Abbot, and has always been proud and domineering. He does not inform anyone of what he intends to do!" "Indeed," added another, "even when he imposes penalties on us, he never consults the Abbot. The Abbot has always just looked the other way." Liu Yun's brows were nearly furrowed into a knot. "I find this situation suspicious," she continued, "because three people from different cities have been killed almost simultaneously. That means at least three individuals must have been involved. While your senior may be unruly, can others really stand by and do nothing? Who dares to support him?" "The second one nodded and said, 'Yes, it's indeed strange. If he truly hired assistants, the brothers wouldn't have heard a single word about it. Don't you think it's likely someone else orchestrated this, Master Jiang?'" Liu Yun's expression changed, becoming exquisitely alluring, and with a voice that could make one melt into sheer elegance, she said, "Fourth Brother, let's do something serious!" Fourth Brother immediately grasped the meaning, and with a lusty smile replied, "No problem at all—I'll give it my all to fully satisfy the Master!" Soon, the couple stripped bare, and the room filled with heavy breathing and the woman's passionate cries. ... This special operations team's primary objective is to infiltrate government circles with Tianli Church members—this is exactly what the senior leaders have decided. That's why the senior leaders are so afraid that Tianli Church will grow too powerful: among their members, even an unassuming individual can rise to a deputy department-level position. Though they may not hold substantial power currently, once formally appointed, they become real power players. Qin Feng sat in the悍马 military vehicle, which had stopped near a municipal government building, while the tablet screen displayed the ongoing meeting proceedings in the conference room. The one presiding over the meeting was precisely a deputy bureau-level official whose speech was nothing short of eloquent, with nearly every sentence reflecting genuine concern for ordinary people and the environment. If this were filmed and posted online, he’d surely be hailed as a top-tier leader of the Chinese nation. As for the attendees, they either nodded continuously or displayed clear agreement and admiration for the official’s views. On the other side of the conference room, cameras were set up—meaning this meeting was destined to become part of television news coverage. It’s no wonder they delivered such a thorough and earnest presentation. Qin, the young executive, watched with a frown: "These officials in the Celestial Kingdom are all masters of verbal flair—flattering and impressive, yet where’s the substance? If you could just follow through on one of the things you’ve promised, I’d give you a chance. But until then, you’ll have to go down in history as a casualty." After the meeting concluded, the deputy bureau-level official remained seated, while the others began to file out one by one. That's his consistent style—calling it courtesy and politeness. After all, in most meetings, the leaders always go first. When everyone else has left, he just wanted to stand up, only to find himself losing control of his body. Could it be age-related? Impossible. He's not even close to forty-five yet—he's in the prime of his life.