Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 573 - 556: Crying Out One’s Grievances

"What? The Mysterious Master isn’t Song Juesi, Elder Song? It’s Zhou Leng? Hiss... No wonder, no wonder..." A Divine Literature Scholar who had experienced cultivation in the Ancient River Sect suddenly realized, connecting all previously irrational things.

Why could Zhou Leng initiate the Ancient River Sect’s inheritance, why could Zhou Leng become the senior brother of the Ancient River Sect, and why was Zhou Leng the contact for the Mysterious Master...

"However, I just heard some news. Zhou Leng was severely injured while participating in the Great Battlefield and is currently in the first hospital of the Demon City Army."

"What? The Mysterious Master is injured? He’s a treasure for the country and even humanity!"

"Since he is in Xiong City, let’s find him and verify it."

"My goodness, the pronunciation of the Divine Text is Zhou Leng’s! The form of the Divine Text is Zhou Leng’s as well! Quickly look, new information is released..."

A group of aged experts quickly flipped through the new information from the Divine Text Bureau.

The pronunciation of the Divine Text sourced from the Dwarf World, the translation of the Divine Text from the Ancient River Sect, the content of the Divine Text from the Demon Spirit World... All the achievements in the Divine Text over the past year, surprisingly, all belonged to Zhou Leng alone.

One person muttered to himself, "Previously, there were rumors claiming one Mysterious Master equaled half the Divine Text Realm, but indeed it was just rumors. The reality is: one Zhou Leng equals the entire Divine Text Realm."

"Let’s go visit the Mysterious Master... no, Master Zhou."

The news spread like wildfire, and Divine Text Experts in Xiongjing skipped meals rushing to the first hospital of the Demon City Army.

Zhao Nandi finished the meeting, not planning to attend the banquet, and returned to her office.

The rumors about Zhou Leng these days left her in turmoil.

Soon, someone called her, informing her that the Mysterious Master was Zhou Leng.

Her first reaction was bewilderment, then she realized it might be a misunderstanding, mistaking Zhou Leng for Song Juesi.

But, as one piece of evidence after another was laid before her, she had to make a call to inquire.

She learned that Zhou Leng had been on a protection list before, not disclosed, and today it was ordered from above to publicize it.

This Zhou Leng was the Mysterious Master.

Zhao Nandi was stunned.

After a long while, she re-read conversations with the "Mysterious Master."

The past scenes reappeared before her.

She suddenly noticed some details, like words she had just said to Zhou Leng, the Mysterious Master would turn around and say them to her.

At that time, she didn’t think much of it.

But now, as she carefully thought about it and recalled the experiences at the Ancient River Ruins...

"You brat! Daring to tease your teacher..." Zhao Nandi’s face flushed.

She hurried to her social circle to delete a few screenshots.

All were compliments from the "Mysterious Master" towards her.

She still remembered how she was proud and almost rolling with joy after being praised.

Now thinking about it, her face felt increasingly warmer.

"Even though he’s already returned from the Great Battlefield, he didn’t even bother to call me, the disrespected disciple..." Zhao Nandi gritted her teeth, drove straight to the first hospital of the Demon City Army.

Downstairs at the first hospital of the Demon City Army.

A few inspectors with long hair, wearing black uniforms, carrying black briefcases, full of righteousness, walked into the hospital.

Soon, a camouflage vehicle parked, a squad of soldiers from Xiongjing entered.

In the ward, the doctor had already left.

Two Martial Arts Brigade soldiers in camouflage uniforms blocked the door.

No matter what two patrol officers said, they remained indifferent.

The two patrol officers knew the cost of forcing their way in, so they went to the side to call their superiors.

"You two don’t need to worry, just stay there and cooperate with the superior’s actions."

The two patrol officers stood in place, whispering to each other, speculating on the trend of the situation.

Just when they were talking, they saw a troop of military inspectors following the righteous inspectors, striding forward.

The two patrol officers faintly sensed something amiss. Generally, in the preliminary stages of a case, inspectors don’t appear; even if they do, it’s to understand the case.

But now, it’s obviously not for case understanding, since even the patrol officers weren’t interrogated.

There’s only one possibility: they intend to close the case airtight.

Both exchanged glances, instantly understanding. Someone feared the more people knew, the more trouble could arise, so they planned to transfer Zhou Leng from the hospital bed to detention, completely avoiding the influence of Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong.

They even brought military inspectors specializing in the Demon City Army’s internal affairs, indicating the matter’s nature was beyond imagination.

Both grew increasingly troubled, obviously, it’s a clash of gods, and the little ones suffer.

The inspector walked to the door, explaining the purpose.

The two Martial Arts Brigade innate soldiers remained unmoved.

The inspector took out an arrest warrant, handing it to the two patrol officers.

The two patrol officers braced themselves and, according to the procedure, provided an explanation.

The Martial Arts Brigade innate soldiers still refused.

Then, Xiongjing’s military inspectors stepped forward, showing their credentials, intending to take the two away.

They first phoned Chen Shouhu, explaining the situation, then followed the military inspectors.

The patrol officers and inspector pushed open the door, walking straight to Zhou Leng’s bed.

"What are you doing? This is the intensive care unit!" The nurse panicked. She had been instructed to take good care of Zhou Leng, so why did suddenly a large number of people come in.

"Zhou Leng, please pack up and come with us to the detention center," the inspector said coldly.

The two patrol officers glanced at the bandage on Zhou Leng, faintly seeing the huge wound inside, feeling uneasy.

The young patrol officer said, "He is severely injured. I think it’s better to question him here, no need to detain him."

The inspector coldly glanced at the patrol officers and said, "In front of the law, everyone is equal. Please execute the order."

"What’s going on!"

The sound of high heels clicking came from the doorway. Zhao Nandi had just left the Divine Literature General Hospital, wearing a white coat, and quickly walked to Zhou Leng’s side. Seeing the injuries on Zhou Leng, her heart trembled.

She bent down slightly to adjust the bandages, nodded to Zhou Leng, and then turned to look at the inspector and patrol officers.

In Zhao Nandi’s eyes, a cold gleam spread.

She had been in Xiong City for many years. Seeing this situation, recalling the unusual media coordination in recent days, she vaguely guessed some possibilities.

"We are from the Xiong City Patrol Office and the Inspectorate; please do not interfere with official duties," one inspector said.

Zhao Nandi took out her work ID and said, "I am Zhao Nandi, an expert from the Divine Literature General Hospital. This Zhou Leng is not just ours, but humanity’s Divine Text Master. I want to know your intentions."

The inspectors smiled indifferently. The title of Divine Text Master is unnerving, but it holds insignificant status within the Martial Mansion hierarchy.

Even the greatest masters must stand up and toast.

If it were someone like a member of the academy, they would not dare act recklessly, but a mere twenty-something young person, even if knowledgeable in Divine Literature, how much success could they achieve?

Moreover, the person behind this operation is very confident.

The inspector said, "We are following legal procedures to arrest Zhou Leng for questioning."

"Arrest or detain?" Zhao Nandi doubted her hearing.

The degree of arrest is far heavier than detention.

"Arrest."

Zhao Nandi was taken aback, her eyes blazing. She had heard many similar stories, thinking they were rare and accidental, but never expected it to happen right before her.

"Lawlessness! Lawlessness!" Zhao Nandi glared angrily at the inspectors.

The inspectors’ expressions changed, but this was Xiong City. They dared not act out, turning to look at the patrol officers.

"Please escort the suspect to the detention center for our investigation," the inspector’s face was ice-cold.

The patrol officers looked at Zhao Nandi with difficulty.

Zhao Nandi straightened her neck and said, "As long as I’m here, no one can take away my student."

"What’s going on, young Zhao?"

Several elders appeared at the door, slowly walking in.

The patrol officers and inspectors turned to look; they saw a group of elders, both male and female.

Dressed simply, exuding scholarly air.

The patrol officers and inspectors sighed in relief, unfamiliar with them, neither Martial Arts experts nor high-ranking Martial Mansion officials.

Zhao Nandi’s eyes immediately welled up with tears and said, "Dean, they not only falsely accused Zhou Leng but ignored normal judicial procedures, taking the seriously injured Zhou Leng to the detention center, obviously intending to use underhanded tactics."

"What?"

The Dean, Vice Dean, and several academicians from the Divine Literature General Hospital were stunned for a while, somewhat unable to comprehend.

In the Dragon Country, would they really arrest the Mysterious Master?

This is no different than directly arresting an academician.

What is Zhou Master’s status? He had been discussed in the highest court meetings, seen as the future hope of the entire Divine Literature Realm.

Before coming, they confirmed with the Demon City Army that Zhou Leng is indeed the Mysterious Master because he obtained the Divine Literature heritage in the Otherworld.

On the way here, they were still discussing what treatment to give Zhou Leng, how to let others participate in the Divine Literature heritage, and suddenly, he is to be arrested?

"Don’t be anxious; what happened? We heard on the way that someone framed Zhou Master, thinking it was a misunderstanding. How did it escalate to this level?"

The patrol officers and inspectors realized the opposing status exceeded imagination and had to thoroughly recount the details of the strong case.

The young patrol officer intentionally mentioned Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong, even stating the Supervisory Army was deployed.

Zhao Nandi didn’t expect they mobilized the Supervisory Army just to capture Zhou Leng. If anything went wrong, it would become a major political incident.

The Divine Text experts also sensed the gravity of the situation, hesitating.

Seeing them hesitate, Zhao Nandi gritted her teeth, picked up her phone, and made a call, crying while speaking.

"Teacher... please save your student grandson Zhou Leng. Despite being the Mysterious Master, fighting tooth and nail for Divine Literature, he is framed by despicable villains. Now gravely injured in the hospital, half his body gone, yet forcefully detained by patrol officers and inspectors, sure to be tortured and imprisoned, lawlessness and madness... Yes, yes, it must be reported to the Supreme Court; I’ll also inform my uncles..."

The inspectors and patrol officers were dumbfounded; how could such a beautiful lady speak slanderously? How could she casually mention the Supreme Court, trying to scare someone?

More Divine Text experts were coming in from the hallway.

The high-level personnel at the Divine Literature General Hospital were highly sensitive, faintly feeling the complexity of the matter.

Most academicians, too, were savvy individuals, choosing not to take action.

However, several elderly experts who were acquainted with Zhao Nandi and her teacher listened and flew into a rage.

"What, how dare you arrest Zhou Master?"

"Do you know he is worth a million Demons?"

"Do you know the Supreme Court held at least three special meetings because of him?"

"Do you know scholars worldwide, even those from the Humanoid Alliance, held hundreds of seminars about him?"

These experts had spent their lives researching Divine Literature, caring little about sensitivity, rushing to the bedside to block the inspectors and patrol officers.

The Dean of the Divine Literature General Hospital cleared his throat and said, "A few months ago, I discussed Zhou Leng’s matter with Chief Judge Zhang. I will immediately report this incident to Chief Judge Zhang."

The patrol officers and inspectors had already guessed originally that Zhou Leng was unusual; hearing the reference to Martial Mansion Number One, their hair stood on end.

The two patrol officers exchanged glances, full of despair.

This isn’t a clash of Immortals; it’s a confrontation of Daluo Golden Immortals.

The inspector was also astonished, knowing he couldn’t possibly continue being tough.

"We’ll consult above," the inspectors quickly left the ward.