Chapter 428 - 292: Steel Behemoth Looms Over the East Sea! The Celestial Ship’s Advent

They gasped in awe as they watched, shedding their usual research-maniac personas completely.

Wei Chen and Zhou Ming wore expressions of pure longing.

To these tech-heads, that fortress—the pinnacle of human Spiritual Energy Technology—was more alluring than even the most stunning beauty.

Han Feng clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention.

"Alright, that’s enough gawking."

He cleared his throat and announced loudly,

"I know you’re all itching to go.

So there’s no need for us to drag our feet here."

"The entire Shadow Project team gets a three-day holiday!"

The lab fell silent for a second.

Then, a deafening cheer erupted.

"Long live the Consultant!"

"The boss is awesome!"

"Hurry, hurry! I’m going home to grab my savings! I’ll go up for a look even if I have to starve for it!"

Lin Xue was so excited she jumped to her feet, tossing aside the schematics in her hands.

"I’m going to buy the latest model Spiritual Energy Lens!"

Han Feng smiled, watching his subordinates run wild like a herd of untamed horses.

After dismissing the team, Han Feng didn’t rush off.

He returned to his private lounge at the base.

He first took a shower, then changed into a sleek black combat uniform, pulling on a slim-fit trench coat over it.

Then, he opened a massive safe.

Inside, a dozen or so weapons he had "Magically Modified" were stacked neatly.

There was the Storm War Axe, forged from the Shadow project’s discarded engine blades; the High-Frequency Oscillation Blade, refined from leftover high-strength alloy; and several sets of Tactical Armor embedded with Micro Spirit Gathering Arrays.

To Han Feng, these were merely "practice pieces."

But to the outside world, each one was a Quasi Tier Four Spiritual Soldier that an Enlightenment Realm Martial Artist would kill for.

’Whether I can gather enough resources to advance to Sword Master all depends on you.’

With a wave of his hand, Han Feng swept all the equipment into his Storage Ring.

Just then, his private communicator rang.

The caller ID showed: Chen Beixuan.

"Hello, Director."

"Get ready and come to Conference Room Three at the Parliament Building. Immediately."

Chen Beixuan’s voice sounded weary, and the background was noisy.

"Now?"

"Yes, now. The higher-ups have issued special entry tickets, and the Speaker has some things to tell you in person."

"Understood."

Han Feng hung up the communication, straightened his collar, and walked out of the lounge.

...

The plaza in front of the Parliament Building was already a sea of luxury vehicles.

Nearly everyone present was an influential figure in East Sea City.

The heads of major corporations, the Patriarchs of Martial Arts Families, high-ranking military generals, and the juniors they had brought along.

This wasn’t just a trade fair; it was a mass social gathering for the upper echelon.

As soon as Han Feng arrived, he saw a familiar figure waving at him.

"Younger Brother Han! Over here!"

Su Jian was wearing a flashy white suit, his hair combed impeccably, and the priceless Spiritual Energy Watch on his wrist glittered in the sunlight.

Behind him, Su Zhen was chatting happily with a few old friends.

Su Muxue, the Su Family’s second daughter, had forgone her usual Flight Suit for a pale blue dress, giving her a cool and elegant air.

As for the fifth daughter, Su Yunxi, she hid behind her sister, occasionally sneaking a glance at Han Feng.

"Quite the outfit, Brother Su."

Han Feng walked over, grinning. "Anyone who didn’t know better would think you were on your way to a matchmaking session."

"Something like that."

Su Jian lowered his voice and waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"I hear a lot of gifted young ladies from Kunlun are here. If some Fairy takes a fancy to me, my career will skyrocket, right?

I’d even be happy to marry into her family."

Han Feng was speechless.

’This Eldest Young Master Su really has no filter.’

Just then, the commotion up ahead died down.

The Speaker, Ye Daoyuan, wearing a black robe, walked onto the high platform surrounded by a group of Grandmasters.

He didn’t use a microphone, but his voice rang clearly in everyone’s ears.

"I’ll make this brief."

Ye Daoyuan’s gaze swept across the crowd, a hint of gravity in his eyes.

"I know you are all the pride of East Sea City. At home, you’re coddled geniuses."

"But up there..."

He raised a finger and pointed at the massive shadow overhead.

"You will leave your arrogance behind!

"Don’t cause trouble up there, and don’t try to provoke the Law Enforcers of the ’Celestial Court Guard’.

Once you’re caught, no one can bail you out, understand?"

The crowd was deathly silent.

Although Ye Daoyuan’s words were harsh, they were also the absolute truth.

In the face of a behemoth like Kunlun, the so-called Noble Family Members of East Sea City were nothing more than rich country bumpkins.

"Good. It seems you all understand the gravity of the situation."

Ye Daoyuan nodded slightly, then continued,

"Kunlun’s ’Celestial Ship·Candle Dragon’ will remain in the East Sea for three days.

"For you, this trade fair is an opportunity that comes once in a lifetime.

"To ensure your safety, let me emphasize two points:"

"First, on the Celestial Ship, everything is done according to Kunlun’s rules.

"Kunlun’s rules are not the same as ours. There, no one will give you special treatment; the only things that matter are strength and wealth.

As long as you have enough Spirit Coins, you can buy anything you want.

"Second, and this is the most important point.

Control your eyes and your hands. Don’t look where you shouldn’t, and don’t touch what you shouldn’t!"

Ye Daoyuan’s gaze was like lightning, sweeping over everyone present, especially the younger faces, his tone becoming exceptionally severe.

The hall was terrifyingly silent. Everyone felt the immense pressure.

After the warning, Ye Daoyuan’s tone softened a bit.