The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert
Chapter 406 - 402 Invitation

Chapter 406: Chapter 402 Invitation

Before long, Ling Chen felt the temperature inside the machine gradually decrease. Unable to breathe, he hurriedly pushed open the sealed hatch, and a smell of scorching mixed with the air immediately rushed in from outside.

Ling Chen didn’t care too much, greedily breathing in the air as he crawled out of the machine. By this time, the fire inside the factory had been brought under control and a team of firefighters had already burst through the doors, rushing in with hoses.

"Sir, are you alright?" One of the firefighters saw Ling Chen escaping from the machine and hurried over to help him walk outside.

"I’m fine, you go ahead with your work," Ling Chen declined the offer of help and walked out of the burnt-out factory on his own.

At this moment, among the crowd that had gathered around the fire trucks, a man wearing sunglasses turned around and pulled out his phone to dial a number.

"Hello!"

"How did things go?"

"Mr. Yun, everything went according to your plan, Ling Chen is safe and has escaped successfully."

"He won’t suspect anything, will he?"

"We set it up thoroughly, he should not realize our true intentions and will simply think we are seeking revenge for the last incident."

"Good, I trust your work."

Sitting in the ambulance, the doctor responsible for checking Ling Chen’s body said, "Mr. Ling, you’re really lucky. It’s fortunate that there was a fire brigade stationed just two kilometers away. If it weren’t so close, you would have had a hard time escaping from the fire."

Ling Chen grinned and said, "That’s right, my luck is always good."

Returning to the Nanrong Family, Ling Chen didn’t dare mention what had happened to Nanrong Wanqing for fear of worrying her. Regardless, at least Su Lin was fine; it was a false alarm.

Having come back for a rare visit, Ling Chen spent the entire night by Nanrong Wanqing’s side, enjoying the tenderness of a beautiful woman.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, before the sky had brightened, Ling Chen set out for where Qiu Yong and the others lived. With less than one and a half months left until the Heavenly Mechanism Great Ceremony, he needed to race against time to improve himself.

From six in the morning until six in the evening, Ling Chen underwent continuous intensive training for twelve hours. After each exhausting session, he couldn’t even think about sleeping, immediately starting to cultivate the Prajnaparamita Sutra.

After days of training, Ling Chen had deeply appreciated the benefits of the Prajnaparamita Sutra. After each session of cultivation, he felt strength coursing through his body, all fatigue swept away, needing only two to three hours of sleep to maintain his energy for the entire day.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed by, and Ling Chen improved faster with each passing day.

Among the eight eccentrics, apart from Ling Chen himself and Wei Jiahao, the other six possessed unique abilities. After a month of intensive training, Ling Chen began real combat training. Having six experts with different abilities to spar with him, it would be difficult not to progress.

One day, after having lunch with Qiu Yong and others, Ling Chen planned to rest for a moment before continuing training. But at that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"I’ll get the door." The youngest, Wei Jiahao, stood up and quickly walked to the door, opening it.

A few minutes later, Wei Jiahao returned to the group with two invitations.

"Big brother, the people from Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion have sent two invitations. One is for us, the eight eccentrics, and the other is solely for Ling Cheng."

Ling Chen’s eyes brightened, he reached out to take the invitations and looked at them with interest.

The invitations issued by the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion were very ordinary, no different from those on the market, but the sharp-eyed Ling Chen noticed a gold-embossed pattern on the lower right corner of the invite, resembling a broken sword.

Seeing Ling Chen examining the pattern, Xia Yue said, "That is the Heavenly Mechanism Sword, the treasured sword of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion."

Ling Chen curiously asked, "Why is it broken?"

"The Heavenly Mechanism Sword passed down by the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion is, in fact, a broken sword," explained Qiu Yong. "There are many legends about the Heavenly Mechanism Sword in the Martial Arts community. Some say that the Heavenly Mechanism Sword was the personal sword of the first Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion. Hundreds of years ago, that Pavilion Master fought alone against numerous heroes with the Heavenly Mechanism Sword and overpowered all the experts, establishing Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion’s esteemed status. Therefore, subsequent Pavilion Masters have taken the Heavenly Mechanism Sword as a symbol of the Pavilion, passing it down through generations."

"I see," Ling Chen nodded, looking at the date marked on the invitation, the sixth of the next month, ten days away.

"Big brother, why does it only have the time, but no specific location?"

Qiu Yong replied, "Each Heavenly Mechanism Great Ceremony is held in a different location. As a grand event in the Martial Arts, it naturally attracts many martial artists. However, generally, only those who are invited have the entitlement to participate in the Heavenly Mechanism Great Ceremony. If there were too many people, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion would struggle to control the situation, and chaos could ensue. Decades ago, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion held a public Great Ceremony, resulting in two to three thousand martial artists attending from across the country. Due to the overwhelming number of participants, coordination became difficult, and the event had trouble proceeding smoothly. The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion had no choice but to end the Great Ceremony prematurely. Hence, the subsequent Great Ceremonies have been held in very secretive locations, and until the last moment, no one knows the exact location. This way, it prevents any leaks of information."

After listening to Qiu Yong, Ling Chen curled his lip. A Heavenly Mechanism Great Ceremony treated like a national leader’s election, made so solemn and mysterious, was it really necessary?

Grumbling aside, Ling Chen did not forget his goal. He wasn’t particularly interested in the Heavenly Mechanism Great Ceremony, his purpose in attending was to seek revenge.

On the night he crossed swords with Yi Shuiyan, he heard the voice of the porridge girl. If it weren’t for the porridge girl’s intervention at a critical moment, he would not know what his current state would be.

As a man, always being protected by a woman felt annoying. While he may seem carefree and mingle easily with women, as if he didn’t take anything too seriously, in this aspect, his sense of male ego was strong.

A man should protect a woman; it’s embarrassing to have it the other way around.

Thinking this, Ling Chen picked up his Tianling Blade and strode into the courtyard.

"Third brother, let’s go a few more rounds."

...

Five days had passed, and Ling Chen’s training finally came to an end.

Ling Chen wanted to continue the special training until the start of the Heavenly Mechanism Great Ceremony, but Qiu Yong refused his request. With five days left, Qiu Yong advised him to rest well, adjust his condition, and ideally integrate what he had learned during this period.

When the big brother spoke, Ling Chen dared not disobey. Moreover, he had neglected Nanrong Wanqing during this period of intensive training. Now that Su Lin had gone out of town for an internship, Nanrong Wanqing was at home all alone, without anyone to talk to.

What’s more, in a few days, he would leave to attend the Heavenly Mechanism Great Ceremony, unsure when he would be able to return. So during these few available days, it might be better to spend more time with Nanrong Wanqing at home.

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