Chapter 70: Analyze the Combat Video 1

Was I sidelined?

The gang hasn’t even been officially formed, and I’m already being sidelined?

That can’t be right? Probably just because I don’t understand the gang’s organizational structure well enough—I should ask for clarification.

Cang Luo thought for a moment, reluctant to ask Wang Fuhai and the others; if he asked, it would make him look utterly ignorant—not even knowing the powers of a gang leader, what kind of leader was he? How could he command respect?

He glanced left and right; Gan Lei was the first to join him—he’d ask Gan Lei.

Cang Luo whispered, “Brother Gan, the Internal Affairs Vice Leader handles supplies, the Daily Affairs Vice Leader handles daily operations—what does the Gang Leader do? What powers does he have?”

Gan Lei gave Cang Luo a strange look but didn’t overthink it, immediately whispering back, “The Gang Leader can manage everything—or nothing at all. His greatest power is the authority to appoint or dismiss gang members.”

Cang Luo instantly relaxed—he had personnel authority, that was fine; but what did “manage everything or nothing” even mean?

Gan Lei explained again: “Because the Gang Leader is the strongest member of the gang, his personal strength directly determines the gang’s overall strength.

The stronger the Gang Leader, the stronger the gang becomes, allowing it to grow and attract a constant stream of new members.

So the Gang Leader basically has no time to manage trivial matters—improving his own strength is the most important thing.”

Cang Luo understood: the Gang Leader wasn’t powerless or neglectful—he simply had no time, unless he had the energy and willingness to interfere in the Vice Leaders’ duties.

In short, the Gang Leader is the gang’s top combatant: if you’re strong, the Vice Leaders obey you; if you’re weak, they might sideline you—or even replace you.

Indeed, this was a world ruled by strength, where everything was decided by power.

After understanding his authority, Cang Luo began considering candidates for Daily Affairs Vice Leader.

Cang Luo scanned the group, glancing at Gan Lei and others—impossible to appoint them; that would raise suspicions of nepotism.

After a long look, he decided only Zang Feng and Zhao Renwu were suitable for the Daily Affairs Vice Leader position.

Though their cultivation bases weren’t the highest—Wang Fuhai had a man named Cheng Datong at Warrior Seventh Layer—since Wang Fuhai was already Vice Leader, there was no reason to let his subordinate become another Vice Leader.

Cang Luo wouldn’t be so foolish as to let power slip away, allowing any faction to grow too strong and overshadow him.

So he had to choose between Zang Feng and Zhao Renwu; both held considerable influence among the three dormitories, especially Zhao Renwu.

Previously, he had gathered sixteen or seventeen followers; after Cang Luo defeated Long Zhantian and poached his men, Zhao still had eight who followed him—clearly he had some ability, or why would anyone stick with him?

Make him Daily Affairs Vice Leader?

No—he had too many followers, nearly a third of the gang’s total; if he became Vice Leader, he’d definitely form cliques, undermining Cang Luo’s control.

Then make Zang Feng Daily Affairs Vice Leader?

Zang Feng had treated him well, and his faction was the smallest—counting Liu Xuande and Li Zhanxing, including himself, only five people total—no threat to him.

But if he appointed Zang Feng, Zhao Renwu’s faction would surely resent it; they’d pretend obedience while secretly resisting, and the gang might collapse.

Cang Luo’s head ached—he didn’t know who to pick, so he looked at the group and asked, “Any suggestions or candidates?”

Zhao Renwu, seeing Cang Luo hadn’t chosen anyone else—or himself—relaxed slightly but grew deeply dissatisfied; he gave a subtle glance to his cousin Zhao Renli.

Zhao Renli instantly understood and said at once, “Senior Brother Wang provided the gang’s startup funds and made a huge contribution; his family runs a trading house, so he’s the perfect candidate for Internal Affairs Vice Leader to manage supplies.”

He praised Wang Fuhai first; seeing Wang smile, he continued, “The Daily Affairs Vice Leader handles the gang’s daily operations—exhausting work, requiring someone responsible and willing to serve the gang selflessly...”

He looked at Zhao Renwu and said, “Senior Brother Zhao frequently leads us on missions, works tirelessly without seeking reward—I recommend Zhao Renwu as Daily Affairs Vice Leader.”

As soon as he finished, the other seven disciples in Zhao Renwu’s faction loudly agreed, supporting Zhao Renwu; even He Cheng and Gan Lei—those who had once received Zhao’s favors—nodded in agreement.

Zhao Renwu saw no opposition, even He Cheng backing him—he immediately protested, “I can’t possibly accept! I’m unworthy!”—his reaction mirroring Cang Luo’s when accepting the Gang Leader position: outwardly humble, inwardly ecstatic.

But as he secretly gloated, Liu Xuande suddenly stood up.

He said, “Senior Brother Zang Feng is also highly suitable for Daily Affairs Vice Leader; he has profound understanding of martial techniques and often guides fellow disciples in cultivation.

He also possesses deep knowledge of beast beasts and spirit herbs, helping many of us—his reputation is well known; who in the Xin Dormitory hasn’t heard of Senior Brother Zang Feng?”

After Liu Xuande finished, Li Zhanxing and others chimed in, listing Zang Feng’s many strengths.

But Zang Feng himself remained silent, drinking wine and eating meat, utterly indifferent to whether he’d become Daily Affairs Vice Leader.

Zhao Renwu’s group immediately countered, claiming Zang Feng’s cultivation was only Warrior Fifth Layer—insufficient for such a vital role.

Li Zhanxing’s group didn’t back down, arguing that although Zang Feng’s cultivation was lower than Zhao Renwu’s, his actual combat strength was no weaker.

Neither side yielded; they erupted into a heated argument—but Zhao Renwu’s faction held the upper hand, outnumbering Zang Feng’s nearly two-to-one, drowning them out with volume.

Zhao Renwu glanced at Zang Feng, sneering inwardly—he disliked Zang Feng intensely; over half a year ago, when he tried recruiting Liu Xuande and Li Zhanxing, Zang Feng had sabotaged it...

Cang Luo saw the chaos and flew into a rage, shouting, “Stop!”

Everyone fell silent. Cang Luo continued, “A lone wolf dies, a pack survives! Have you forgotten what I just said?

The gang isn’t even officially formed, and you’re already fighting over power—what will happen later?”

At these words, everyone lowered their heads in shame; Wang Fuhai said, “Let the Gang Leader decide. Whoever you appoint as Daily Affairs Vice Leader, we’ll accept it—right?”

“Yes, Vice Leader is right.”

Everyone murmured agreement, but their voices were weak and insincere; Cang Luo knew whichever side he chose, the other would never accept it—he needed a compromise.

After thinking for a moment, Cang Luo said, “Alright, I’ll take time to consider the Daily Affairs Vice Leader position and the roles of Left and Right Protectors—we’ll hold another meeting in a few days.

In the meantime, try recruiting more people; thirty members is too few for a gang.

Now, no more gang business—let’s talk of wine, food, and leisure...”

The sky had darkened; it was dinnertime.

Though they were warriors, they were only lowly Warrior-class—unable to survive without food or water; their stomachs still growled, and cultivation made them hungrier faster.

So they temporarily forgot their earlier tensions and began eating meat heartily and drinking large bowls of wine.

Cang Luo ate and drank with them for a while, then excused himself, claiming his right arm fracture hadn’t healed, and returned to his dorm to heal.

Back in his dorm, Cang Luo washed up briefly, then lay on his bed, healing while pulling out his phone to edit a video.

Cang Luo edited the afternoon match video against the Kong Sheng Academy—mainly cutting out the verbal sparring—and uploaded it to the World Meeting WeChat group.

Earth, China, Fenglin Huoshan Headquarters.

It was already past nine at night; most Fenglin Huoshan staff should have gone home, leaving only dozens on duty.

But now, over two hundred staff were all present—no one wanted to leave, waiting for several videos being transmitted.

The video was sent by Cang Luo, the lowly youth who’d been summoned to Yuanwu Continent; it showed combat between warriors of Yuanwu Continent.

According to Cang Luo, the two warriors were low-rank disciples from two Imperial Sects of the Chu Kingdom: one from Xuantian Gate, the other from Kong Sheng Academy.

They’d seen many videos of human warriors fighting beast beasts—Cang Luo had sent over twenty, all from his battles with First-Rank beast beasts in the beast forests.

But they’d never seen videos of human versus human combat—so they were eager, even past quitting time; everyone wanted to witness how warriors from another world fought.

At that moment, a staff member reported: “Report, Director Li—the video transmission is complete. There are four videos.”

Li Weiguo glanced at the video filenames—they had numbers and noted the combatants’ cultivation levels, but no names.

“Play them in order on the main screen.”

After speaking, Li Weiguo quickly walked to the big screen and sat down, and the secretary immediately brought him a cup of strong tea.

Some staff with no immediate tasks pulled up chairs to watch; the higher the rank, the closer to the front—first row included Li Weiguo and two others.

To Li Weiguo’s left sat a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit, Zhang Baojia, newly appointed Deputy Director of Fenglin Huoshan, replacing Chen Jun.

Zhang Baojia oversaw the Combat Group “Fire” and Intelligence Group “Wind”; Li Weiguo oversaw the Logistics Group “Mountain” and R&D Group “Forest.”

To Li Weiguo’s right sat a young man in Fenglin Huoshan combat uniform; though his rank was only Colonel, he enjoyed Major General benefits, hence his seat beside Li Weiguo.

No one knew his real name—only his codename: “Cold Sword.” He was the elite among elites, selected from hundreds of thousands of Chinese soldiers, now the top Wangpai of Fenglin Huoshan’s Combat Group.

Cang Luo’s military boxing was taught by Cold Sword; Li Weiguo had specifically invited him to watch the alien warrior videos and analyze their combat power.

The group sat in neat rows before the screen, turning Fenglin Huoshan Headquarters into a cinema; Li Weiguo found it absurd.

Wondering if Cang Luo was even in the video—if he was, he’d be China’s biggest movie star.

Look at the audience:

China’s Deputy Director and Director, a Colonel with Major General privileges, everyone else at least Section Chief level—didn’t even Jackie Chan’s movies get this treatment?

Suddenly, the screen flickered—the video began playing...