Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

Chapter 142 Cult Leader, you know me

Zhang Chulan and his group were stunned when they saw the menacing villagers come out.

With so many people, plus Ma Xianhong, it is indeed a very difficult situation.

The only solution now is to report this matter to the company. Whether to negotiate or fight, it's up to them to decide.

"Hehe, Village Chief Ma, since you don't welcome us, then we'll leave now."

"But... is there anything you need to tell the company?"

Seeing that Zhang Chulan and the others had backed down, Ma Xianhong spoke up.

"Just tell them what's going on here, and let the person in charge talk to them later."

The company has its sights set on Biyou Village, and we can't keep hiding from them, so we have no choice but to be frank.

"Okay, I will report it to the company."

After saying this, Zhang Chulan led a group of people down the mountain.

Ma Xianhong let out a breath. He didn't want to see bloodshed and death, and he was really afraid that those lunatics would cause trouble.

After seeing these people off, Ma Xianhong began to look forward to Zhang Yan's arrival. He believed that the next generation of furnaces would help him regain his lost memories and also help more people.

......

"Senior Zhang, even you agree with my point of view?"

Seeing Zhang Yan nod, Ma Xianhong was overjoyed and continued.

"Senior Zhang, don't worry about the company. I will talk to them properly and there won't be any bloodshed."

In the days that followed, Zhang Yan worked with Ma Xianhong to further improve the Body Refinement Furnace, which, with his help, was now close to perfection.

After the furnace was repaired, Ma Xianhong tried many times to persuade Zhang Yan to stay, but he still chose to leave Biyou Village and travel around.

Ma Xianhong watched Zhang Yan's departing figure with deep regret, but there were more important things to do now.

The first thing he thought of was not to regain his memories, but to help Wu Kui'er's brother change his fate so that he would no longer be tormented by various incurable diseases.

It wasn't that he was particularly selfless; rather, when the time came, he became somewhat afraid, fearing that he might receive bad news.

But things had to be faced eventually. After the light from the cultivation furnace faded, Liu Wu Kui wiped away her tears and rushed to her brother, who had stood up from his wheelchair. He then walked step by step into the main cabin.

"My problem is a bit complicated, and we need everyone to help with the stove."

The disciples nodded, and eight of them went into the furnace-holding chamber and began to hold the furnace.

As the stove glowed, Ma Xianhong felt a sharp pain in his head, and his lost memories slowly returned to his mind.

Everything came back to him: the memories of playing with his friends as a child, the love his family had for him—all those memories returned.

But there was one thing that puzzled him greatly: why were the faces of his parents and playmates in his memory somewhat blurry?

The light from the stove dimmed, and Ma Xianhong walked out of the stove with a frown.

"The leader."

"How is it, Master?"

Hearing the shouts and seeing the concerned expressions on those people's faces, Ma Xianhong spoke up.

"I think I've regained those memories, but..."

"Never mind, maybe the furnace wasn't perfect enough, and the memories are too distant," Ma Xianhong said with a smile.

"I've regained my memories. I'll go look for my family in a couple of days. I'll leave Biyou Village to everyone."

Upon hearing this, the students with superior innate abilities all cheered with joy, but after the cheers, Zhao Guizhen raised a different opinion.

"Master, the company will be sending people again in the next couple of days. It's really not appropriate for you to leave the village now."

Qiu Rang also chimed in, "Yes, Master, you're fine as long as you're in the village, but once you leave, you'll inevitably be targeted by people from the company."

Ding Ziheng nodded and offered a suggestion.

“Master, those villagers who haven’t been converted have considerable connections in the outside world.”

"How about this, you have them find someone and bring their family over."

Zhang Kun looked at Ding Ziheng and added, "..."

"Don't let this get out of the loop. Let him search secretly, and don't let them know who he's looking for."

Ma Xianhong couldn't help but smile as he listened to everyone offering their suggestions.

"Okay, we'll do it your way."

As Ma Xianhong spoke, he glanced back at the main cabin and began to speak.

"The Body Cultivation Furnace is now very stable, but it still has some flaws, and I also have some new ideas."

At this point, Ma Xianhong became somewhat excited and pointed at the group of people.

"For example, the transfer of techniques between individuals with superior aptitudes, or the repair of a damaged body."

"However, these are just ideas in my head right now, and it would be very difficult to bring them to fruition..."

"The important thing now is to transform ordinary people. Let's start from Liupanshui after we've reached an agreement with the company."

When everyone heard Master Ma's idea, their eyes lit up, and they all offered their encouragement.

"Master, you can definitely do it."

"Yes, things we thought would be difficult, we've accomplished them now, haven't we?"

......

A few days later, Ma Xianhong received news that his family had been found and that they were on their way to Biyou Village.

He waited anxiously for a day, but instead of his family, he was greeted by a group of Shang Genqi and villagers.

Fu Rong rushed over with a sharp knife in her hand, and spoke fiercely to the villagers who were blocking the front of Xiu Shen Building.

"What do you mean? Are you planning a rebellion?"

Ma Xianhong looked at the group of people with superior roots at the head, clenched his fist, and said to them.

"You guys, tell the villagers to disperse. Come in and talk to us if you have anything to say."

Zhao Guizhen and his group exchanged glances and walked into the Cultivation Building with a sense of confidence. Fu Rong followed them in with a sharp knife in her hand.

The group sat down at a long table. Fu Rong flicked her wrist and plunged a sharp knife into the tabletop, then spoke.

"Since you have taken the leader's family, why don't you bring them to the village?"

"You actually dare to threaten the cult leader's family? Are you even human?"

“Even if you have a shred of conscience, you shouldn’t have done this.”

"Don't you have family or friends? Even a dog would be better off than you!"

"nausea!"

Ma Xianhong understood the reason and interrupted Fu Rong, speaking up.

“I know you all have something in mind. I knew it from the beginning. So tell me.”

Qiu Rang, holding a gilded ruyi scepter, spoke.

“Master, you know me.”

"I have a talent for refining weapons, but I am far inferior to you. I can't even understand how to make this furnace, let alone watch it."

"So, I need your help to upgrade the furnace as soon as possible, instead of this whole 'universal harmony' nonsense."

Ma Xianhong looked at Zhao Guizhen, who then spoke.

“Master, you know me.”

"I came to Biyou Village to seek refuge. Both Shangqing and the company are chasing me hard now."

"Therefore, I need your help to gain greater power."

What exactly did he do that led to the joint pursuit by Shangqing and the company?

Remembering the temporary worker's earlier warning, Ma Xianhong gave Zhao Guizhen a deep look, then glanced at Jin Yong.

“Master, you know me.”

"The Tiangang lineage and the Henglian lineage have always been at odds, and I came out to find a solution."

"Therefore, I need your help to upgrade the furnace as soon as possible, instead of pursuing some kind of universal harmony."

Ma Xianhong's gaze swept over Harichagai, who shrugged and spoke.

“Master, you know me.”

"I came to Biyou Village for my family, to make the Golden Family bloodline stronger."

"So, I need your help to upgrade the furnace as soon as possible."

Ma Xianhong waved his hand, stopping the people below from continuing; he had figured it out.

His brothers were all talented individuals, and all of them harbored ruthless ambitions.