Chapter Thirteen: Beheading Red Dust

  Meng Xuan took Qiao Yue'er away, and Leng Daoshi didn't force the issue. He invited Liu Dajiangjun and others to return to the mansion for another drink.

  This time, General Liu and others couldn't help but feel puzzled. They had known Master Leng for a long time and were familiar with his temperament: he didn't fear heaven or earth, ghosts or gods, or the powerful. He was decisive in killing and cutting off relationships, only considering gratitude and resentment. Even towards old friends they had known for many years, he would speak directly without beating around the bush. So why did he place such importance on this Second Young Master Meng, who had been expelled from the Immortal Sect?

  However, when General Liu finally asked the question, Master Leng's answer was still very much like Master Leng.

  "I value him, and there's a reason for it, no need to explain anything."

  One sentence shut General Liu and others' mouths, but in their hearts, they didn't dare underestimate Meng Xuan at all.

  The status of this abandoned disciple in their hearts has already surpassed that of the master of a large family in Sicheng, and even more so.

  The reason for this is because of Leng Daoshi's attitude towards Meng Xuan.

  After returning to the Meng Mansion, Meng Xuan ordered someone to invite a doctor to help Jiao Yue'er recover her body. Fortunately, Jiang Yuechen's main goal was to use Jiao Yue'er as bait to deal with him, so Jiao Yue'er only suffered a severe beating without threatening her life or losing her chastity.

  Order people to take good care of Qiao Yue and her mother. Meng Xuan arrived at the main hall, it was already deep in the night.

  However, in the hall, it was brightly lit, and his father, elder brother, and the steward and maids of the mansion, not one dared to sleep.

  "Xuān ér..."

  "Little brother..."

  When Meng Xuan entered the hall, Old Master Meng and Meng Shan stood up at the same time, looking anxious.

  "Father, you sit down!"

  Meng Xuan supported Meng Lao Ye and sat him down in the armchair, then sat down in another one himself, holding a lighter to light his father's cigarette.

  Then he looked around and suddenly found that Shi Yiniang was not there. Only then did he remember that Shi Yiniang had been locked in the woodshed by him, and now he didn't know how she was doing. He looked at Meng Shan and said, "Big brother, where is Auntie now?"

  Meng Shan stood still in the hall and didn't dare sit down. Upon hearing this, he immediately said: "Mother... she's still..."

  Old Man Meng sighed and interjected: "He's still in the woodshed, let him out first?"

  Meng Xuan nodded and said, "I'll listen to Father!"

  Meng Shan was like a great amnesty, and he hurriedly went to release the prisoners himself.

  Before long, Shi Yiniang walked into the hall with her head down, her hair disheveled and her eyes swollen like a peach. She didn't make another scene, but quietly went to stand behind Master Meng, hanging her head in silence. After being locked up, although no one dared to release her, Meng Shan told her everything that had happened that day, and the woman already knew she had misjudged things.

  Meng Xuan may be a discarded disciple of the Immortal Sect, but it seems that this discarded disciple still has some skills.

  Being the honored guest of Lord Cold, and even personally taking action to kill for him, is not someone that his mother and son can afford to offend. Moreover, Meng Xuan's two slaps in the daytime also made her understand that Meng Xuan was not a gentle and easily bullied person. Although he was usually calm and gentle, once he became angry, he would immediately turn into a ruthless and decisive demon king.

  Seeing no one speaking, Meng Xuan let out a soft sigh and said: "To be honest, I came back to Sifang City this time to cut off worldly ties. In less than ten days or at most a month, I will leave Sifang City and travel the world!"

  "Want to go?"

  Mr. Meng was taken aback, and his words were tinged with a hint of reluctance.

  Shi Yiniang and Meng Shan were also in a daze, with bitter words filling their mouths.

  The two of them offended Meng Xuan because they thought he had come back this time to seize the Meng family's property, who would have thought that he actually just came back to take a look and was about to leave immediately? If they had known earlier, wouldn't it be better for them to get along with Meng Xuan and gain a good reputation?

  Meng Xuan nodded and said, "Although I was expelled from the Qing Cong Mountain Immortal Sect, it wasn't because I didn't work hard enough. It's just that some other things got involved, and people became jealous of me. Now my cultivation has made some progress, so I'm not worried about having nowhere to go. In fact, if I went to any immortal sect outside the domain to find a master, it wouldn't be that they would refuse me at the door, let alone the various major sects competing to snatch me up!"

  What Meng Xuan said was actually true.

  Three months ago, when he was expelled from the Qing Cong Mountain Immortal Sect, he only had a True Qi Realm of Fourth Order. It can be said that his innate talent was average. His cultivation made a minor breakthrough after he left the mountain and searched for people with serious illnesses to cure them. Of course, at this point in time, he is only seventeen years old but has already achieved a True Qi Seventh Order cultivation base. If he were to go to any other immortal sect to become an apprentice, no one would reject him.

  At the age of fifteen to twenty, if one has cultivated true energy for five cycles, that is barely passing.

  If one has cultivated true energy six times, then it can be considered excellent. Xiao Yufei belongs to this category.

  Meng Xuan's true energy of seven layers is indeed worthy of being called a young genius, and every sect will treat him as a good seedling to nurture.

  "This..."

  The people of Mengshan looked at each other in dismay; although they were not cultivators, they also knew.

  Qing Cong Mountain was only famous in the southern domain of Chu State, and whenever ordinary people mentioned the Immortal Gate, they were referring to the Qing Cong Mountain Dao Gate. However, outside the southern domain, there were endless territories with countless large and small immortal gates. Compared to them, Qing Cong Mountain was only mediocre.

  "Let's just be straightforward about it!"

  Meng Xuan saw that Meng Lao Ye and others did not dare to respond, so he knew that after going through the incident during the day, they were already somewhat afraid of him. Discussing with them would not come up with anything, it's better for him to directly explain his own thoughts.

  "What's been weighing on my mind are two things: one is my father, and the other is Qiao Yue'er, who grew up with me. Before I leave, I hope to settle this mother-daughter pair properly, have Father adopt Qiao Yue'er as a foster daughter, and raise her well. When it's time for her to get married, it'll just be a matter of giving a dowry! As for Father, when I leave, I'll refine a batch of longevity pills for you, take good care of yourself, and when the time comes, I'll come back to visit you again! As for our Meng family, I'll also make arrangements with various forces to ask them to take care of us. Of course, I don't hope that the Meng family will become a tyrannical force in Four Symbols City, but rather that we can continue to develop and not be bullied by others."

  "Dan medicine?"

  Meng Shan and his mother's eyes lit up at the same time, they had naturally also heard of Xianmen's elixir, even if it was the lowest grade, it could still prolong life and ward off diseases, one pill could be worth tens of thousands of silver coins, this was still a price that couldn't be bought on the market, ordinary people would have to pay three or five times the price just to get their hands on one, they didn't know where to buy it even if they wanted to, but what they didn't think of was that Meng Xuan himself knew how to refine it.

  Although Meng Xuan said that this elixir was for Old Master Meng, when the time comes and they go to ask for it, can Old Master Meng not give it?

  "Hmmph!"

  Meng Xuan saw through the thoughts of the mother and son, hummed softly, and said: "Big brother, auntie, I have an ugly thing to say in advance. In this Meng family, as long as Father is alive, he will be the master of the Meng family for one day. I hope you treat him well, otherwise, even if I am far away in a distant land, if I hear that Father has had an unhappy time at home, I will have to come back and take a look!"

  "Yes, yes, yes...... I will serve Father well..."

  Meng Shan nodded repeatedly in fear, and Shi Yiniang didn't even dare to speak, only nodding.

  "After cutting off worldly affairs, my connection with the Meng family will also be less. As long as Father is alive, I will care for him every day. No matter who dares to offend our Meng family, I will not sit idly by. But if Father passes away, then my relationship with the Meng family will truly be severed. At that time, the Meng family will be the Meng family, and I, Meng Xuan, will be myself. Even if the Meng family is destroyed by others, it has nothing to do with me..."

  "This... I understand..."

  Meng Shan let out a soft sigh and bowed slightly to Meng Xuan.

  He naturally knew that his actions over the past few days had dissatisfied Meng Xuan, and their former brotherly affection had become as dull as water.

  "Alright, go back to your room and rest. In the next few days when I'm at home, don't be too formal, just act as you normally would!"

  Meng Xuan sighed and couldn't bear this atmosphere anymore.

  He came back this time, originally wanting to spend a few days of ordinary life at home, but didn't expect it to turn out like this.

  Before showing off her own strength, Shi Yiniang and Big Brother regarded themselves as thorns in the eye, but after revealing their own strength, this mother and son were like praying mantis in front of them, fearing them like tigers.

  After Shi Yiniang and Meng Shan retired, only Meng Xuan and Old Master Meng were left. The two of them spoke in low voices.

  After Meng Xuan showed off his skills, Old Man Meng was surprisingly calm. After the initial shock, he calmed down and didn't show any fear towards Meng Xuan. Instead, he felt proud of his own son. When speaking, he only cared about whether Meng Xuan had been treated unfairly by the immortal sects and whether this matter could be handled properly, and if their family could help in any way.

  Meng Xuan knew that his father was worried about him, so he pretended to be relaxed and comforted his father, saying it was just a small fight, nothing serious.

  The father and son's conversation became more lively, and Old Man Meng suddenly remembered that Meng Xuan hadn't had dinner yet. He ordered the cook to get up and prepare a few dishes, intending to accompany Meng Xuan in drinking several cups of wine. Meng Xuan also knew that such opportunities were rare and naturally wouldn't refuse. However, just as they were about to down their first pot of wine, the night watchman suddenly rushed in like he had seen a ghost, reporting that a big shot had arrived at the door.

  "Meng Xiaoyou, it seems that our Leng family's wine is not good enough for you to drink. Please don't go, and instead come back home to drink..."

  Meng Xuan Zheng was surprised, who would visit at midnight, and then he heard a familiar voice ringing out.