GROIKTP Chapter 500

Time passed quickly, and it had been half a month since the events unfolded.

During this time, many things had occurred.

Chen Ye had officially become a member of the Martial Arts Association, and his name had echoed throughout the entire Chinese-speaking world. Even internationally, people had begun to hear of this newly ascended Martial Saint.

However, many overseas remained arrogant and dismissive, choosing not to believe the news even after watching the reports.

Videos of Chen Ye’s matches spread wildly online. Before, everyone thought Chen Ye’s fights were staged or rigged.

But now, they all acknowledged his prowess—Chen Ye was indeed a legend!

Such is the power of fame.

Just a couple of days ago, the Chinese president himself had even scheduled a meeting with Chen Ye…

…

Late at night.

Chen Ye was resting in a lavish room within a luxurious mansion.

This mansion had been gifted by the Martial Arts Association in an attempt to draw him into their fold.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed on the desk.

It was an overseas call.

Chen Ye answered, and Tang Zichen’s voice came through on the other end:

“Mr. Chen, I hope I’m not disturbing you?”

“Doesn’t matter if I’m resting. I’ve been waiting for your call for a while now,” Chen Ye replied, a hint of anticipation in his voice. “Have you found anything?”

On the other end, Tang Zichen responded, “Yes, we’ve discovered that the person who killed your father belongs to a very sinister organization. This group is called the ‘Dharma Sect.’ Though they’re not well-known internationally, their secret influence is enormous. What’s more, the organization is extremely mysterious. No one knows exactly who their leaders are or who heads the sect. However, their lower-level members are fiercely loyal. Even under the threat of death, they won’t betray the organization…”

“Oh?”

Chen Ye’s eyes glimmered with a cold, piercing light.

Having knowledge of the storyline, he understood what the “Dharma Sect” really was.

The name may sound Buddhist, but it was not.

The “Dharma” in their name was a homophone. The real meaning was “Great Demon.”

All members of the sect worshipped a Great Demon.

In the original plot, it was revealed that this so-called Great Demon was actually an evil god!

To put it simply, the Dharma Sect was a cult that revered a malevolent deity.

By the time the main storyline unfolded, the Dharma Sect had already grown into a massive, covert power. Its high-ranking members included prominent officials, leaders of multinational corporations, and even senators from the Alliance Council.

And the leader of the Dharma Sect? None other than one of the strongest humans on Earth, the vice-president of the Martial Artists’ General Association, and a half-step Martial Deity…

In the original storyline, the protagonist was the one who eventually destroyed the Dharma Sect.

Chen Ye hadn’t expected to run into the Dharma Sect this early…

“So it’s the Dharma Sect?” Chen Ye muttered, frowning slightly. He then asked, “And the murderer of my father? Where is he?”

Tang Zichen replied, “We’ve already captured him. Do you want to handle him yourself, or would you prefer we take care of it?”

Chen Ye, having his mission to fulfill, naturally wanted to deal with it personally.

“I’ll handle it myself. Give me the location.”

…

Two days later.

Chen Ye arrived at the capital city airport of a small Middle Eastern country.

As soon as he disembarked, he spotted Tang Zichen waiting for him, accompanied by a few others.

“Mr. Chen, welcome to Robin City.”

Chen Ye didn’t stand on ceremony.

Given his current status, it was only natural for Tang Zichen to greet him personally.

“So, is your Tang Sect headquarters located here?” Chen Ye asked curiously.

Tang Zichen smiled and shook her head. “The headquarters of the Tang Sect is in Wenhua City. This is just one of our branches. However, I oversee operations here.”

That made sense.

With Tang Zichen in charge here, it was no wonder she had invited Chen Ye to this location.

“This isn’t the best place to talk. Please, follow me, Mr. Chen.”

Chen Ye nodded and followed Tang Zichen and her group out of the airport’s VIP terminal.

Outside, a fleet of luxury cars was waiting.

At the center of the convoy was an understated yet lavish business sedan.

Once inside the car, Chen Ye and Tang Zichen sat facing each other.

The others who accompanied them boarded the remaining vehicles.

“Mr. Chen, would you prefer to rest first, or go directly to see the killer?” Tang Zichen asked.

“Let’s head straight to the killer,” Chen Ye replied without hesitation.

Tang Zichen nodded, picked up the radio next to her, and gave an address.

The convoy began moving toward the specified location.

“Mr. Chen, we’ve tried several methods to extract information from the killer, but none have worked. He refuses to reveal anything about the mastermind. All we know is that he was ordered to target your father in Qing’an City. But who gave the command is still a mystery…” Tang Zichen said, glancing cautiously at Chen Ye.

Seeing that Chen Ye remained calm, she let out a small sigh of relief.

Chen Ye simply nodded in acknowledgment. “You’ve done well. Thank you.”

…

About half an hour later.

The car finally stopped at a large estate.

The estate was massive, roughly the size of a football field. The lawns were meticulously groomed, complete with artificial hills, fountains, and luxurious buildings. It was clear that the owner of this estate not only had wealth but also influence.

“This place is impressive,” Chen Ye couldn’t help but praise.

“You’re too kind,” Tang Zichen replied with a smile, then gestured, “Mr. Chen, please follow me.”

Following Tang Zichen, Chen Ye entered the house.

What surprised him was that beneath the luxurious mansion was an underground prison.

One wall divided two worlds: above was paradise, while below was a hellish nightmare.

It made Chen Ye wonder how the people living in the house could sleep at night.

In a dark, damp room, Chen Ye met a middle-aged man.

The man was in a terrible state—his body was covered in wounds, drenched in blood, and some of his injuries were still bleeding.

It was clear that this man had been through severe torture.

As Chen Ye observed the middle-aged man, Tang Zichen stood nearby, quietly explaining, “We found out that his name is Wu Wenhui. He was originally Chinese but later emigrated abroad. He’s a low-level member of the Dharma Sect. That’s all we’ve managed to uncover.”

“There’s also another lead regarding the confiscation of your father’s property. We discovered that it was ordered by an official in Qing’an City. We suspect that the official might be in league with this man and is also part of the Dharma Sect.”

Chen Ye nodded and sincerely said to Tang Zichen, “Thank you for everything you’ve done.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep my promise to you. If there’s anyone you need taken care of but can’t handle yourself, just let me know.”

Tang Zichen’s eyes flickered with interest as she asked, “What if the person in question is a Martial Saint?”

Chen Ye, knowing the storyline and having anticipated this, smiled and replied, “Even a Martial Saint is no problem.”

Chen Ye wasn’t boasting. Martial Saints were indeed powerful, but he was stronger. With his current abilities, he was confident that he had at least a 70% chance of defeating any Martial Saint in this world—without even activating his “Indestructible Demon Body” form.

Chen Ye expected Tang Zichen to seize the opportunity and make her request. He was ready to agree to whatever she asked.

Surprisingly, she didn’t.

“Mr. Chen, your favor is too valuable. I think I’ll hold onto it for now,” Tang Zichen said.

Chen Ye was a bit surprised but said nothing more.

Then, like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, Chen Ye produced a golden rope and walked toward the middle-aged man.

Tang Zichen initially thought Chen Ye was going to strangle Wu Wenhui to death and watched calmly.

She had long grown accustomed to death, having seen countless killings.

However, Tang Zichen quickly realized she was wrong.

Chen Ye didn’t kill Wu Wenhui. Instead, he wrapped the golden rope around him.

It was a strange move.

After securing the rope, Chen Ye began interrogating Wu Wenhui.

“Tell me, who ordered you to kill my father?” Chen Ye asked calmly.

Tang Zichen wanted to remind Chen Ye that this man would never speak.

But then, something strange happened…

Wu Wenhui’s face showed a flicker of resistance, but as soon as it appeared, the golden rope around him began to glow.

It was a radiant golden light.

Suddenly, Wu Wenhui started spilling everything like a broken dam.

“It was Lord Baruzinbu!”

“Baruzinbu? Who is that?”

“On the surface, he works for the World Health Organization, but in reality, he is my superior.”

“And why did he want you to kill my father? What was the reason or purpose?”

“I don’t know…”

As Chen Ye interrogated him, Wu Wenhui answered each question, leaving Tang Zichen dumbfounded.

She wasn’t foolish. Wu Wenhui wasn’t afraid of death—there was no way Chen Ye had intimidated him into cooperating like this.

She quickly realized that the glowing golden rope was the reason behind Wu Wenhui’s compliance.

But…

What was this thing?

Some kind of mind control technology?

Tang Zichen would never have guessed that the item Chen Ye was using was a divine artifact from another world—the **Lasso of Truth**!

The signature weapon of Wonder Woman.

Those bound by the Lasso of Truth can only speak the truth.

…

Moments later.

Chen Ye finished his interrogation and put away the Lasso of Truth.

Wu Wenhui’s expression changed, and he angrily demanded, “What did you do to me?”

Chen Ye calmly responded, “Thank you for your cooperation. Now, I’ll send you on your way.”

“Hahaha! Even if you kill me, the Great Dharma will resurrect me! When the Great Dharma descends upon this world, your pitiful lives will end…”

Wu Wenhui, in a crazed state, displayed the fervor of a true fanatic.

Chen Ye remained cold and silent.

He knew from the story how fanatical the members of the Dharma Sect were.

The sect’s followers worshipped an evil god, and their souls were long corrupted by this malevolent deity. They were fanatically loyal to their organization.

Even if ordered to die, they would gladly take their own lives without hesitation…

*Crack!*

With one swift motion, Chen Ye snapped Wu Wenhui’s neck.

Instantly, Wu Wenhui fell silent, dead on the floor…

“Congratulations, you’ve completed Task 2: Find your father’s killer and exact revenge.”

“You have completed all tasks. You may now choose to return or stay in this world to complete additional missions.”

“Note: The higher your task completion level, the higher your mission evaluation will be.”

Hearing the system’s notification, Chen Ye remained calm and turned to Tang Zichen.

“It seems I’ll need your help again, Tang, to locate this Baruzinbu.”

Facing a request from a Martial Saint, Tang Zichen wisely made the right decision.

“Of course!”

“Give me three days, and I’ll have the information.”

…

Half a month passed again.

The time had finally come for the Global Martial Arts Championship.

Inside the first-class cabin of an airplane, Chen Ye sat with his eyes closed, resting.

Next to him sat an excited-looking Xiao Ling’er.

This time, they were traveling to represent the Chinese people at the Global Martial Arts Championship!

The venue for the competition was on an uninhabited island…

Unlike their previous flight, where they had received cold looks, this time their presence attracted countless admiring glances.

Everyone looked at Chen Ye with awe, while glances at Xiao Ling’er were filled with envy…

Of course, Xiao Ling’er was no stranger to attention and wasn’t overly shallow.

What excited her the most was the opportunity to witness firsthand the birth of a Global Martial Arts Champion…

“Mr. Chen?”

A beautiful flight attendant, with an ideal figure and face, approached, holding a notepad and pen. It seemed she wanted Chen Ye’s autograph.

However, Chen Ye didn’t open his eyes, and Xiao Ling’er dutifully fulfilled her role as his assistant.

“Apologies, Mr. Chen needs his rest and is not accepting autographs at the moment,” Xiao Ling’er told the flight attendant.

Disappointed, the flight attendant walked away.

Hearing the commotion, a faint smile appeared on Chen Ye’s lips, but he kept his eyes closed, focusing on his tasks ahead.

Over the past two weeks, he had already eliminated the mastermind behind his father’s death…

Yet the Dharma Sect still existed.

The reason his father had been targeted was that he had uncovered certain secrets about the Dharma Sect, leading to his assassination.

Chen Ye wasn’t sure what the system’s evaluation criteria for this mission would be.

But he suspected that it had a lot to do with the Dharma Sect.

And the true leader of the Dharma Sect was that half-step Martial God!

“It looks like, for the highest mission rating, I’ll have to give it my all.”

“Besides, it will also help boost my fame!”

“The only question is… will that half-step Martial God be willing to face me?”

With this thought, Chen Ye smiled, his fists unconsciously clenching.

The only person in this world who could pose a threat to Chen Ye was that half-step Martial God…

…

The Global Martial Arts Championship was being held on an uninhabited island.

On a clearing within the island, a massive temporary arena had been constructed.

Due to the remote location, there would be no live audience at the venue. Instead, the matches would be broadcasted globally.

Only a limited number of VIP seats were available at the event.

The Martial Arts Championship officials had invited world-renowned television networks to broadcast the competition.

The whole world had been eagerly awaiting this event.

Finally, the championship was about to begin…

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