Chapter 102: If Honghong Won't Go, Then Neither Will I

More than ten minutes later.

The guards delivered the gene reagent to the Martial Arts Alliance and then left.

At this moment...

Inside the Martial Arts Alliance conference room.

Due to this gene reagent, the Martial Arts Alliance urgently convened a meeting.

"Leader, why hold a meeting so late at night? What's going on?" Zheng Yuan squinted and asked.

"Wait a moment, and you'll know. Let's wait for Elder Chen first," Hong Jinlong said with a grave expression.

Seeing the leader so serious, the core members immediately straightened up and focused.

A few minutes later.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Footsteps sounded as Chen Jing, Yang Junchen, Deng Gang, and a few others briskly entered the meeting room.

"Elder Chen, you're here," said Hong Jinlong and the core members as they stood up in unison.

Elder Chen, being a senior of the Dragon Group, was their direct superior.

"Enough talk. Where is the reagent?" Chen Jing asked.

They hadn’t returned to Dragon City today but stayed in Yun City to rest for the night, planning to go back tomorrow.

Just now, upon receiving Hong Jinlong’s call about the gene reagent in hand, they rushed over from the hotel immediately.

Hearing this, Hong Jinlong took out the gene reagent and handed it to Elder Chen.

"Elder Chen, this is the gene reagent."

Elder Chen took the reagent, examined it carefully for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"That's right, this is the gene reagent developed by the United States."

At Elder Chen’s words, everyone present was stunned.

What?

This is a gene reagent?

They had all heard of the gene reagent developed by the US and roughly understood its effects, but none had ever seen it firsthand.

Now seeing it with their own eyes, they couldn’t help but be astonished.

"Elder Chen, are you sure?" Hong Jinlong asked.

Since it was brought by Su Shao’s people, he naturally wanted to verify it before reporting back to Su Shao.

"It should be correct," Chen Jing nodded, then looked at Hong Jinlong and asked, "Where did you get this reagent from?"

Their Dragon Group had obtained samples of gene reagents before for research, but that was several years ago.

Now this reagent was labeled as the second generation gene reagent, likely newly developed abroad.

"It was sent by Su Shao," Hong Jinlong explained what the Su family guards had reported.

Hearing that it was sent by Su Yifan, everyone felt somewhat incredulous.

After all, with Su Yifan’s proud and aloof nature, they found it hard to imagine he would take such an action.

Chen Jing’s expression moved slightly. "So, this means Su Yifan is already being targeted by those foreigners."

Recently, young martial artists in Xia Country had been continuously killed.

All the victims were exceptionally talented in martial arts.

It was likely that those foreign forces learned of Su Yifan’s extraordinary martial arts talent and therefore sought to eliminate him.

They really do want to sever Xia Country’s martial arts prodigies!

Chen Jing clenched his fists tightly.

Seeing this, Yang Junchen spoke, "Does that mean Su Shao is in danger? Should we send people to protect him?"

At these words, most people present cast disdainful looks.

Protect Su Shao?

How can you say that?

Even the Martial Emperor-level experts died at Su Shao’s hands; for foreigners to harm Su Shao without deploying some elders is nearly impossible.

Noticing their gazes, Yang Junchen realized his thought was a bit far-fetched.

Indeed.

To protect someone like Su Shao, one would need at least Martial Emperor or Martial Saint level power.

Within the Dragon Group, none had reached Martial Saint level.

As for Martial Emperor, there were two, but those two were the highest authorities in the Dragon Group; having them protect Su Shao was simply unrealistic.

"With Su Yifan’s strength, he shouldn’t be in much danger. The Martial Arts Alliance only needs to watch closely and notify me immediately if anything happens."

"As for this gene reagent, I need to take it back to the research institution for study."

Chen Jing put away the gene reagent and left.

...

The next day.

Su Zhenguo and his wife didn’t go to the company; they stayed home to cultivate.

They had been training all night and felt no fatigue whatsoever.

It wasn’t until noon during lunch that they finally emerged from their rooms.

“Dad, Mom, have you been cultivating since last night?” Su Yifan asked, looking at them.

“Yes. We’ve been following the method you gave us, and we feel no exhaustion at all,” Su Zhenguo said excitedly.

Previously, after a day’s work, they would feel utterly tired, but now after one night of cultivation, they felt no weariness.

Truly miraculous!

“Yifan, your cultivation method is amazing. Just one night of training, and I feel much younger,” Zhang Hong said, touching her rosy cheeks.

“That’s natural. When you reach a certain level of cultivation, not only can your lifespan be extended, but maintaining eternal youth is also no problem,” Su Yifan smiled.

Just like his beautiful master.

Although he didn’t know exactly how old she was, judging from appearances, she must be quite advanced in age.

Yet even so, she looked to be about the same age as him.

Hearing her son’s words, Zhang Hong immediately perked up.

“Really? Then I won’t go to work anymore—I’ll just cultivate at home every day.”

“If you don’t go, then I won’t either,” Su Zhenguo said.

Since starting cultivation, he felt inexhaustible energy.

If he and Hong Hong could both cultivate successfully, they could stay together even longer.

Making money wasn’t so important then.

Seeing their apparent strike, Su Yifan was speechless.

“Dad, Mom, our company is about to go public. Don’t you care at all?”

Su Zhenguo waved his hand. “Compared to being together with your mom, those things are just external belongings.”

In his heart, nothing was more important than family.

Moreover, it wasn’t absolutely necessary for him to be at the company every day; routine matters could be handled by others, and he only needed to appear at critical moments.

Su Yifan hadn’t expected his parents to be so laid-back, which surprised him somewhat.

Pausing, he changed the subject.

“Dad, Mom, how many spirit stones did you refine last night?”

Ordinary people, like his good friend Lin Ming, could refine twenty or thirty spirit stones per day.

But his parents were different; with their innate roots, he wanted to know how many spirit stones they could refine in one night.

Su Zhenguo thought for a moment and said, “Your mother and I each refined about two hundred.”

“What? Two hundred?”

Hearing this number, Su Yifan, although prepared, was still shocked.

No wonder they had superior spirit roots—the refining speed was astonishingly fast.

And this was just the initial speed; it would only increase as their cultivation improved.

At this rate, the four thousand spirit stones he had given them might last less than ten days.

Looks like he’d have to find ways to procure more spirit stones in the future.

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