- Global Reincarnation: Only I Know the Plot
- GROIKTP Chapter 499
[Congratulations! You have completed one of your tasks: Become a world-renowned Martial Grandmaster!]
[Please note: You can continue with this task to further increase your fame. The higher your fame by the end of all tasks, the better your mission evaluation will be!]
Hearing the system’s prompt, Chen Ye’s expression remained calm.
For Chen Ye, becoming world-famous was easy. The real challenge was the second task—finding his father’s killer.
So far, he had no leads on that front.
In fact…
If he could just find a single clue, Chen Ye believed he could quickly track down the murderer.
Unfortunately, solving crimes wasn’t Chen Ye’s strong suit, and he had yet to find a breakthrough…
…
With Tang Zichen’s voluntary surrender, the match came to an end.
The host quickly ascended the stage and announced loudly:
“Chen Ye wins! Let’s give him a round of applause for becoming the national champion! Chen Ye’s victory is well deserved…”
“In one month, Chen Ye and Tang Zichen will represent the Chinese region in the World Martial Arts Tournament. Let’s wish them great success on the world stage!”
As the host’s voice rang out, thunderous applause erupted throughout the Bird’s Nest stadium.
Indeed, as the host said, Chen Ye’s championship was well deserved.
A Martial Saint winning the national championship in a martial arts tournament? That’s perfectly normal. It would have been strange if he hadn’t won!
*Clap! Clap!*
The applause lasted for a long time.
The audience was ecstatic.
They had witnessed the rise of a top-tier Martial Saint.
And this Martial Saint would soon represent China in the World Martial Arts Tournament.
It was now almost guaranteed that the world championship would belong to the Chinese region!
After all, a Martial Saint was the pinnacle of world combat. Unless another country could field a Martial Saint, there would be no chance of winning…
“Chen Ye, you’re so handsome!”
“Chen Ye, I love you! I want to marry you!”
“Go, Chen Ye! Bring home the world championship!”
…
The audience’s applause was accompanied by countless screams of adoration.
Many spectators shouted in admiration, their eyes full of worship and respect as they looked at Chen Ye.
As for the previous accusations of match-fixing…
Everyone conveniently chose to forget about that!
Some bold fans even rushed down to the stage, kneeling and begging Chen Ye to accept them as his disciples.
These people had clearly thought it through.
If they could apprentice under a confirmed Martial Saint, even receiving a few casual pointers would be enough for anyone with decent talent to become a master. And even without talent, just having a Martial Saint as a mentor would provide enough backing to live well for life!
However, Chen Ye wasn’t foolish. He had no interest in such requests.
Amidst the applause, Chen Ye and Tang Zichen walked off the stage.
The Chinese region’s tournament had officially concluded.
But online discussions were just beginning…
The appearance of a new Martial Saint in the Chinese region was major global news.
And the fact that this Martial Saint was so young—arguably the most talented in history—only fueled the excitement.
The internet buzzed with conversations about Chen Ye:
“Wow, I didn’t expect this guy to be a Martial Saint!”
“No wonder he could defeat opponents with just one finger—he’s a top-tier master!”
“Chen is amazing! He brought down a Grandmaster with one palm—that’s insane!”
“Yeah! Even Master Lu, who’s been renowned for years as the vice president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, couldn’t withstand one strike from Chen Ye!”
“A Martial Saint is truly on another level.”
“I was at the Bird’s Nest today, and seeing a Martial Saint in action for the first time was truly breathtaking!”
“What happened to all those people accusing Chen Ye of match-fixing? Why are they suddenly quiet?”
“Right! Not long ago, people were calling for Chen Ye to be punished by the tournament officials—why aren’t they speaking up now?”
“Someone even launched a whole campaign to boycott him… haha.”
“What a bunch of clowns. If Chen Ye wasn’t so magnanimous, they’d probably all be dead by now!”
“Alright, a man should own up to his actions. I did support boycotting Chen Ye before. Now, I sincerely apologize to him.”
“+1. We really were blind before. Chen Ye, I hope you don’t hold a grudge.”
“I can’t believe he’s that strong. I’m officially a fan now!”
“I also cursed him out before, but now I’m a hardcore fan.”
“Do you think it’s too late to join Chen Ye’s fan club?”
“Haha, lucky for me I never voiced an opinion. Otherwise, I’d be feeling the shame right now.”
“Are you guys missing the point? Do you really think someone like Chen Ye cares about your opinions?”
“Let’s celebrate! Our Chinese region now has six Martial Saints—how powerful!”
“And Chen Ye is the youngest Martial Saint in history!”
“Haha, the foreign leaders must be panicking right about now…”
…..
Online, the discussion was ablaze with excitement.
Countless netizens were expressing their joy.
The emergence of another Martial Saint in the Chinese community was a cause for celebration for all Chinese people.
Numerous media outlets quickly picked up on the news, and soon, Chen Ye’s name reverberated throughout the entire Chinese-speaking world.
It didn’t take long for foreign media to catch wind of the event, and they too began reporting on it…
…
At the Bird’s Nest Stadium.
In the backstage lounge area.
Xiao Ling’er was staring at Chen Ye with eyes full of admiration.
“Chen Ye, you’re truly amazing… How did you manage to quietly reach the level of a Martial Saint?”
Chen Ye casually replied, “I can’t really explain it; there was a time when all martial arts just started to feel… easy.”
Seeing that Xiao Ling’er wanted to ask more questions, Chen Ye suddenly said, “Alright, I have something to take care of. Can you help me find out which room Tang Zichen is resting in?”
“You want to find Tang Zichen?” Xiao Ling’er’s expression became a little awkward.
Chen Ye nodded. “Yes, I need her help with something.”
Chen Ye wasn’t just diverting the topic—he genuinely intended to seek Tang Zichen’s help.
He recalled that in the original storyline, Tang Zichen belonged to a high-ranking position within a mysterious organization.
This organization, while not large, had a highly effective intelligence network and was well-informed.
Since Chen Ye had hit a dead end in his investigation into his father’s killer, he figured Tang Zichen might be able to help.
As it stood, according to the plot, Tang Zichen was originally supposed to be the champion of this Martial Arts Tournament.
Chen Ye had stolen her spotlight, and now he wanted to ask for her help…
It felt a bit unfair!
“Tang Zichen should be in room 7…” Xiao Ling’er replied.
Chen Ye nodded in acknowledgment and walked toward room 7.
With a sigh, Xiao Ling’er decided to follow him.
…
Chen Ye knocked on the door of room 7.
*Knock, knock, knock!*
Soon, the door opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.
“Who are you looking f—oh? It’s… it’s…”
Upon seeing Chen Ye, the middle-aged woman stammered in shock.
This woman was Tang Zichen’s assistant, and of course, she knew exactly who Chen Ye was!
“Mei Yi, who is it?” came Tang Zichen’s voice from inside the room.
Chen Ye spoke up, “Hello, I’m here to see Tang Zichen.”
Mei Yi quickly responded, “Oh! Zichen is here. Mr. Chen, please come in.”
Her attitude was incredibly polite.
Who wouldn’t be polite? At this point, everyone in the Bird’s Nest knew that Chen Ye was a Martial Saint. Who would dare be rude?
Even the high-ranking officials of the Martial Arts Association greeted Chen Ye with utmost respect.
“Thank you!” Chen Ye politely replied, then walked into the lounge.
When Tang Zichen saw Chen Ye enter, she seemed a little surprised.
“Mr. Chen? You’re here to see me?”
Chen Ye nodded.
“Is there something I can help with?” she asked.
“There is indeed something,” Chen Ye replied directly. “I need your help investigating a matter.”
“Oh?” Tang Zichen did not refuse immediately. Curious, she asked, “What is it?”
“My father died six months ago in a martial arts duel. However, I believe it was part of a conspiracy. I hope you can help me find the person responsible,” Chen Ye explained.
Upon hearing this, Tang Zichen frowned slightly and couldn’t help but say, “This seems like something you should report to the police or a private investigator.”
Chen Ye smiled. “I believe your Tang Sect’s abilities far surpass those options.”
At this, Tang Zichen’s eyes gleamed with interest.
She didn’t ask how Chen Ye knew her identity. Instead, she smiled and asked, “Mr. Chen, what’s in it for me if I help you?”
After thinking for a moment, Chen Ye grinned. “I can kill someone for you—the one you most want dead!”
He recalled from the original story that Tang Zichen also had a powerful enemy. This enemy was so formidable that even Tang Zichen, at her current level, couldn’t defeat him. She would have to wait until she broke through to the Martial Saint level to take revenge.
Upon hearing Chen Ye’s offer, Tang Zichen’s eyes sparkled once more.
After a brief silence, she said, “Deal!”
“Talking with smart people is always a pleasure,” Chen Ye chuckled.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps approached from outside the room.
Soon, a group of Martial Arts Association officials arrived.
“Ah! Mr. Chen, we’ve finally found you,” said the head of the group, smiling.
“We, on behalf of the Chinese Division of the Martial Arts Association, would like to invite you to become our chief consultant! What do you think?”
Chen Ye smiled and immediately agreed. “Sure!”
He did this, of course, to facilitate his mission.
Having an official title would make certain tasks much easier to handle.
Seeing Chen Ye accept the offer, the Martial Arts officials were overjoyed.
…
Meanwhile.
In Sam’s Empire (the United States).
Inside a luxurious villa, two Caucasian men were watching a video.
The footage showed the moment when Chen Ye unleashed his *Rulai Divine Palm*, and Master Lu sacrificed himself to intercept it.
Watching as Chen Ye incapacitated a Grandmaster with one palm, the face of the man sitting at the head of the table turned extremely grim.
He was also a participant in this year’s Martial Arts Tournament.
In fact, he had just won the national championship of Sam’s Empire with an overwhelming advantage!
His next goal was the world championship!
But he never imagined that such a terrifying individual would appear in the Chinese region.
Under 20 years old, and already a Martial Saint!
Inconceivable.
“F**k! How is that possible? Jamie, do you think this video could be a fake, made by those yellow monkeys?” the man asked angrily.
Sitting next to him, Jamie shook his head with a bitter smile. “No, I’m afraid it’s real. In fact, that person’s power is far greater than you can imagine.”
The man was shocked. “What? Jamie, are you joking?”
“Ryan, I’m not joking. In fact, I’d like to give you some advice: if you ever face that man in the world finals, surrender immediately!” Jamie said.
“What?” Ryan was both shocked and furious. “Are you crazy, Jamie? Asking me to surrender? That’s impossible!”
Jamie sighed and tried to persuade him again. “Listen to me, buddy. I know this man, and he’s far more terrifying than you realize. Even though you’re a Grandmaster and incredibly powerful, compared to him, the gap is enormous…”
That’s right!
Jamie was a reincarnator.
As a reincarnator, he was very familiar with Shura, the legendary figure in the reincarnation space.
Jamie had even studied Shura in detail, wondering how Shura always managed to achieve such high mission ratings in every instance.
So, when Jamie saw the *Rulai Divine Palm*, he immediately recognized it as Shura’s early-stage skill.
But knowing this didn’t help Jamie. He couldn’t tell anyone about it.
Because in this world, reincarnators were forbidden from revealing the existence of the reincarnation space to the locals. Anyone who broke this rule would be erased!
So Jamie couldn’t explain everything, and could only keep urging his friend.
“Jamie, you want me to give up the world championship to some yellow monkey?” Ryan fumed, refusing to back down.
Jamie shook his head. “Trust me, Ryan. If you try to stop him, you’ll regret it even more.”