Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

Linghu Mingde was doing exactly as Lin Rui had suspected, letting the situation drift until there was no choice but to have a decisive battle with the Jin Family.

Although the decisive battle was inevitable, the location must be his choice.

At this moment, Linghu Mingde was sitting in the flagship of the Sky Fox Trading Company, a specially modified and enhanced cruiser starship named "Sky Fox," watching the massive fleet outside through the bridge's side windows.

In total, there were five cruiser starships, twelve destroyer starships, sixty guardian battleships, and one hundred and twenty freighters equipped with quantum migration systems.

Linghu's Sky Fox Trading Company and the Sky Fox Alien Company were making an all-out effort this time.

Officially, they were headed to the Sky Extreme Line for trade, but in reality, they were setting out to face the Jin Family in a battle to the death.

Linghu Mingde crossed his arms and chuckled softly, "Doesn't he want a decisive battle? Then let it be in the cosmic ocean outside the base. I'll wait for him here. I believe that's what you, Mayor Huo, would like to see."

Huo Bangguo, the mayor he was referring to, appeared projected on the left side of the captain's seat, his face bearing shame, "I'm sorry, Linghu, it's not that I don't want to stand by you, but the civilians of Ninth Base City cannot endure the upheaval brought by corporate warfare. Any skirmish between Seventh Realm combatants could affect residential areas within a three-kilometer radius, which is something I absolutely cannot tolerate."

The war between these two companies, although so far only over 2500 alien walkers had perished, had caused significant civilian casualties in Ninth Base City.

For now, public opinion was under lockdown and the scale of the war still small, insurance companies managed proper compensation under the pressure from Huo Bangguo, otherwise, his approval rating would plummet.

The recent "Light of Thunder" operation by Thunder Admiral had given him a boost, but it could all fall apart.

"No need for apologies, old Huo. Had I been in your shoes, I also wouldn't allow this war to erupt within Ninth Base City," Linghu Mingde casually shook his head, then his tone became more accusatory, "However, now that I've stepped out, what about Jin Bolong? What if he refuses to come out and face the challenge?"

Light glinted in Huo Bangguo's eyes, "He must come out, I can assure you. He has no choice now!"

Should he dare to refrain from battle, the Federation from top to bottom would never tolerate the continued existence of the Jinhao Group!

Hearing this, Linghu Mingde's lips curled into a wry, mocking smile.

The gates of the battle arena were already lowered, and he, along with that Jin surname and many powerful underlings, could no longer control their fate.

Both he and Jin Bolong were powerful practitioners of the Eighth Realm and wielded conglomerates worth trillions of assets and numerous private armed forces, but they could not defy the will of the top echelons of the Earth Federation.

Just as their communication ended, Linghu Tianchou, serving by Linghu Mingde's side, expressed his concerns, "Father, Jin Bolong is so eager to force us into a battle, he must be confident in achieving victory."

Linghu Mingde, who was browsing something on his personal terminal, spoke ambiguously, "So? What are you implying?"

"We should not fall into his trap by rushing into this battle."

Linghu Tianchou offered a wry smile, "Actually, we could have delayed it. Jin Bolong's financial chain is already strained. We could simply wait for his situation to evolve, as he can't maintain this full combat strength indefinitely."

Linghu Mingde thought Linghu Tianchou's assessment wasn't entirely wrong.

But in the current circumstances, Linghu Mingde didn't want to delay either.

He had received reliable information that the President was going to dissolve the government and Congress and call for an early election tomorrow.

The Linghu Family had to resolve this war and turn its focus to the upcoming election.

"Just three days ago, the Jinhao Group signed a mortgage loan agreement with the West Pacific Development Bank, supposedly for a loan amounting to 200 billion federal coins at an annual interest of 20%, so sustaining themselves for a few more months should be easy."

Linghu Mingde shook his head slightly, "The Jin Family has many high-quality rental properties and a healthy debt ratio; actually, they have a financial advantage. That's the base of Jin Bolong's confidence in challenging us. If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of Commander Lin Hao, we really wouldn't have much of a chance to win."

Linghu Tianchou's frown deepened, as he felt the Linghu family's chances of winning this time were not low.

Usually inconspicuous, Linghu Mingde had, at this critical juncture for the survival of Linghu Family, surprisingly pulled together as many as four powerful 8A level special combat battalions.

Linghu Tianchou hadn't been aware that the Linghu Family had such a formidable force hidden away.

The problem was that the old man's body was already in poor condition, and after this battle, it might just collapse completely.

At that time, even if the Linghu Family won, they would still be defeated—

Linghu Tianchou was about to say something more when Linghu Mingde picked up a cup of tea nearby and sipped it with a look of enjoyment on his face. "That's enough, we forced the Jin Family, with their fewer ships, to a decisive battle in outer space and have already gained a considerable advantage.

Moreover, do you think I can block the Jin Family forever? Do you really think those Congressional Honorary Members will tolerate this indefinitely? Instead of wasting time talking to me, you'd better focus your effort on the upcoming battle. I predict the conflict will occur in the 'ionosphere' of Sky Extreme Star, probably within these next few minutes. You can go and prepare in the hangar now."

Watching the gradually receding figure of Linghu Tianchou, Linghu Mingde sighed softly.

His eldest son, whom he had meticulously trained, was actually quite outstanding and had a clear understanding of matters.

It's just that his mind reacted a bit slowly and was not very sharp.

Linghu Mingde had already brought Linghu Tianchou onboard. Didn't this child ever wonder why?

If Linghu Mingde was not confident in his physical health and did not have absolute certainty of victory, why would he bring his most important heir to a dangerous battlefield?

At that moment, Linghu Mingde suddenly called in his intelligence director. "I've read your reports. So, Fang Ranran has only met Lin Rui twice in the last ten days, and that too at the Guang Ming Front meetings?"

The intelligence director replied seriously, "Yes, only twice. Miss Fang has recently been focusing all her attention on the election."

Hearing this, Linghu Tianchou's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

Why did the old man seem to care more about Fang Ranran's interactions with Lin Rui rather than focusing on the upcoming conflict?

Linghu Mingde shook his head slightly as he read the news about Fang Ranran—not helping her party's candidates campaign or meeting with union leaders to solve their livelihood problems. She was indeed very busy.

Although these were also important matters, priorities still existed within important matters.

He rubbed his forehead with regret and instructed the intelligence director, "Young people are so preoccupied with their careers that they often neglect the scenery passing by. When they wake up one day, they will regret what they missed. I was like that when I was young.

So, we still need to find a way to push things a bit. We can hire a specialist in this area to provide strategies and make an effort. Of course, if they really aren't willing, then it can't be helped."

Linghu Tianchou's lips twitched slightly.

Did the old man really like that kid Lin Rui so much, trying to put Fang Ranran and Lin Rui together?

Linghu Tianchou admitted that the boy had merit, but with his background, he wasn't a match for their family's Ranran, right? What exactly was the old man planning? To even consider hiring a specialist for strategizing—who did he think Fang Ranran was, unable to get married off?

He felt extremely stifled and decided that he would have to teach Lin Rui a lesson someday, making the boy realize his own worth.

At that moment, a red alert resounded throughout the cruiser.

"Enemy fleet detected, coordinates X3451, Y4234, Z0230. Fleet consists of 9 cruisers, 25 destroyers, 87 escort ships—"

Linghu Mingde was initially surprised. The Jin Family wasn't like the Linghu Family, dealing primarily in cargo business.

Jin Bolong had an interstellar trading company under his name, but most of their ships were rented, which is why they were easily defeated by him.

How could they suddenly procure so many warships at this time?

Linghu Mingde let out a cold laugh, guessing that Jin Bolong must have collaborated with some pirate group.

He said disdainfully, "Check it out! Which pirate group did Jin Bolong collude with?"

Meanwhile, in the CEO's office at the Sky Blue Group headquarters, Fang Xianzheng had received news from their intelligence director.

"It's the 7th squadron of the Evil Pirate Group. How did Jin Bolong find them? Are you sure? Well played, Jin Bolong."

Fang Xianzheng held a glass of white wine and walked to the glass window. Watching the outside, he silently poured the wine onto the ground in front of him.

— This was out of respect for his former father-in-law!