Chapter 9: The Initial Appearance of the Fierce Fangs

  "What?"

  Meng Xuan was shocked for a moment, then his anger suddenly ignited with a loud bang. He slammed the table and rushed out of the door in an instant.

  He didn't even have time to ask questions, thinking that Jiang Yuechen had suffered a loss at his hands yesterday, either he wouldn't dare go again or this time he would go crazy and take revenge. In just a short while, Qiao Yu'er might have already suffered greatly, rescuing people like fighting fires, he naturally didn't dare delay for even a moment, because perhaps in just that short while, Qiao Yu'er's chastity would be taken away by that beast.

  "Hey, Meng Xuan, come here, I have a few questions for you!"

  Meng Xuan had just arrived outside the house when a voice suddenly rang out, and it turned out to be Xiao Yufei.

  His position was originally outside the inner hall, and apart from that one table in the inner hall, this table of his could be considered the most noble.

  He was not invited to the inner hall for a drink, so he felt extremely resentful. He wanted to find an opportunity to ask Meng Xuan how he had flattered Master Leng, and then he came out.

  In his opinion, Meng Xuan was able to enter the inner hall, and he must have given some particularly precious gift, which caught the eye of Leng Dashi. Perhaps that gift was something brought out from the Immortal Gate. After all, during his time in the Immortal Gate, Meng Xuan had been the only inheritor of a certain peak, so it's possible that he secretly kept some precious treasure. As an inner door disciple, he couldn't help but ask about it.

  Originally, according to Xiao Yufei's plan, as an inner disciple of the Xianmen sect, he would call out to Meng Xuan in this manner, and no matter what, Meng Xuan would have to obey.

  But unexpectedly, Meng Xuan seemed to have heard nothing, and with a flash of his body, he climbed onto the roof of the Leng family's house, unfolded his body, and went in one direction. He was left stunned on the spot, his face turned cold, and he slapped the table heavily, sneering: "This waste, when he was in the immortal sect, still understood some rules, now that he has been expelled from the immortal sect, he might as well be a broken jar, not following any rules at all!"

  "Haha, Xiao brother's words are wrong. After all, he is also someone who has entered the immortal gate, although he was expelled. At times, he can still rely on the name of the immortal gate to deceive and cheat. Just yesterday, the young master of the Jiang family was taught a lesson by him!"

  Someone spoke up, apparently with ill intentions, deliberately trying to provoke Xiao Yifei.

  Xiao Yufei's face turned red with anger upon hearing this, and he sneered coldly: "You're talking about Jiang Yuechen? He came to see me after I returned, and he seemed like a decent person. This good-for-nothing actually dared to be disrespectful to him?! Hmph, now that I have the chance, I really want to step out and teach this useless guy a lesson! Although he's been expelled from the Immortal Gate, he still can't be allowed to run amok and tarnish the reputation of the Immortal Gate!"

  But Meng Xuan unfolded his body and flew over the eaves of each house like a big goose, arriving at that narrow alley in half a cup of tea time.

  From a distance, it was clear that the front of Qiao's tofu shop was in disarray, and the shop had been torn open. A frail woman lay on the ground, her face covered in blood, her life hanging by a thread. It was Qiao Yue'er's mother. His father, Meng Lao Ye, was ordering someone to carry Qiao Yue'er's mother back home for treatment, but Shi Yiniang stood in front of him, hands on hips, refusing to let him intervene and scolding loudly.

  "What does the Qiao family's business have to do with our Meng family? You brought this person in, if he dies at our house, wouldn't that be unlucky?"

  Shi Yiniang's words were sharp and sour, pointing at Old Master Meng's nose and scolding.

  Old Master Meng was no longer yielding, jumping up and down as he shouted: "A life is at stake, how can you, a woman, intervene? Meng Wang, Meng Cai, you two rascals, quickly carry the person in for me! Meng Fu, hurry to Leng Mansion to inform Second Young Master, Meng Gui, go to Xicheng's Chihegou and invite all those knife-wielding experts over. This time, no matter how much money it takes, I must rescue my niece Yue'er..."

  "I dare any of you to move, don't want to roll out of the Meng family, now get back obediently!"

  Mrs. Shi let out a loud shout, and several servants who were about to follow Master Meng's orders immediately dared not move.

  "I'm not dead yet!"

  Mr. Meng was so angry that he jumped with rage and hated to go up and slap Shi Yiniang in the face, but he didn't dare.

  "Carry Aunt Qiao home and ask a doctor to come and treat her carefully!"

  Just then, a figure suddenly descended from the sky, and it was Meng Xuan who had finally arrived.

  "Who dares? As long as I'm here, don't even think about bringing a motley crew into the mansion!"

  Shi Yiniang pinched her waist and let out a sharp cry, her eyes wide with excitement, looking just like a fighting cock.

  Meng Xuan had already heard their conversation with his ears, and he was furious in his heart. How could he still tolerate this woman's arrogance? He coldly glanced at her, suddenly raised his hand and slapped her face, although he didn't use much force, but it directly sent the woman flying out, heavily hitting the wall. It directly stunned her, dazed and covering her face, seemingly not daring to believe that she had been slapped.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  Meng Xuan's slap also frightened the other servants, and with a loud shout, they suddenly came to their senses and hastily carried out Meng Xuan's orders.

  "You little bastard, you dare hit me? Today... today I'll fight it out with you..."

  It wasn't until then that Shi Yiniang came to her senses and let out a sharp, ear-piercing wail as she rushed towards Meng Xuan.

  "Bang!"

  Meng Xuan slapped her again and sent her flying out once more. Her face was swollen like a steamed bun.

  "Lock this slave up in the woodshed, and without my order, whoever dares to let her out will be like this tablet!"

  Meng Xuan suddenly slammed his palm heavily on a nearby stone tablet. The stone tablet was made of a whole piece of bluestone, carved and polished to be as hard as steel. Even if a sharp knife worth ten taels of silver were to slash at it, it would only leave a mark. But Meng Xuan's palm strike was so powerful that the stone tablet shattered into four or five pieces with a loud "boom", sending dust flying everywhere.

  "It is... it is..."

  The Meng family servants never thought that Meng Xuan's anger would be so terrifying, and they were immediately frightened into submission, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

  Even Shi Yiniang was stunned into silence after seeing this stele, and was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing.

  This made Meng Xuan's anger surge, without any restraint on the killing aura on his body, completely different from his usual gentle temperament, and already far from the Meng Xuan she knew. She didn't doubt it at all, if he really got angry, he would slap her to death with one palm.

  "Father, do you know where Jiang Yuechen has taken Yuer?"

  Meng Xuan suppressed his anger and asked calmly.

  Old Man Meng finally reacted, hastily shaking his head and saying: "I heard the commotion and rushed over, but they were already gone!"

  "Master Meng, I just heard them say that they are going to Jiang's Baicao Garden outside the city to have some fun..."

  At this time, a passerby who was watching said to Meng Xuan.

  "Where is Bai Cao Yuan?"

  Meng Xuan inquired in detail about the direction of Bai Cao Yuan and was about to chase in that direction.

  However, Old Man Meng was frightened and hastily pulled him back, shouting: "Xuan'er, you must not be careless, the Jiang family is ruthless in their dealings, you will suffer greatly if you go alone. Listen to your father's words, let's first take some silver and hire a few dozen thugs to accompany you!"

  Meng Xuan smiled and said, "Father, don't worry, there aren't many people in Sicheng who can threaten me!"

  He said, suddenly a long whistle, all the energy in his body was stimulated, the air around him was squeezed by this invisible pressure, "hiss" a loud noise, the true energy around him like a dragon, swirling around him. The people around who saw the majesty on his body were frightened, their faces changed greatly, and many people were so scared that their legs softened and they knelt down in front of him.

  He was originally a cultivator of the Seventh Realm of True Energy, already a rare high-ranking individual in the mortal world. Normally, his energy and blood were retracted within him and did not disperse outwardly, making him appear like an ordinary person. At this moment, he suddenly burst forth, as if the wind had risen and the clouds had changed, a giant dragon ascending to the heavens.

  "Hmm..."

  Meng Xuan suddenly unleashed his strongest true energy and took a step forward, causing the stone floor to crack immediately.

  Others only felt a flash before their eyes, and Meng Xuan had already disappeared from the scene. Far away, they saw a trail of air ripple swiftly disappearing into the distance.

  "This... Xuan Er he... how did he become so powerful..."

  Old Man Meng was also frightened pale, never thought that his own son would have such skills.

  Meng Xuan didn't ride a horse, because with his current cultivation, running at full strength would be much faster than a horse. Riding a horse would require following the road, turning where one should turn, stopping where one should stop, and yielding to others when necessary. But Meng Xuan ran in a straight line, leaping over walls and houses, treading on water and crossing rivers, heading directly to the Baicao Garden more than thirty miles outside of Siling City, his speed exceeding that of a horse by an unknown number of times.

  When Meng Xuan approached Bai Cao Garden, Jiang Yuechen had just arrived here.

  "Haha, this time I've caught him off guard, I don't believe that little brat won't take the bait!"

  Jiang Yuechen was over the moon, feeling more and more pleased with herself, she almost started humming a little tune.

  As soon as he entered the Hundred Grass Garden, he loudly ordered: "All of you people, hide well! That little brat will surely come to rescue when he hears that ** has been caught by me. As long as he dares to step into this garden, I'll attack him immediately and break his two legs first. Humph, isn't it just a matter of being able to fight? I don't believe that one hundred top-notch knife hands can't take down a single abandoned disciple of the Immortal Gate!"

  "Yes, Young Master Jiang!"

  Apart from the twenty people who followed Jiang Yuechen to catch Qiao Yu'er, another eighty knife-wielding men had been invited by Jiang Yuechen and were waiting in Bai Cao Garden. These men were all famous knife-wielding experts from Si Xiang City, some of whom were similar to mercenaries from his previous life, or assassins. The common point among them was that as long as they were paid, they would dare to kill even their own parents, being ruthless and emotionless.

  Jiang Yuechen was not a fool after all, he knew that with Meng Xuan's strength, he had absolutely no chance of winning against him, so he planned to use the tactic of overwhelming numbers, one hundred top-notch knife hands, it could be said that even top-level masters would be overturned, let alone Meng Xuan.

  "Hah, Brother Jiang, since you've invited so many assassins over, I'm starting to feel a bit redundant!"

  The young master in brocade clothes sitting on a horse beside Jiang Yuechen said calmly, with some arrogance in his tone.

  "It's nothing, that Meng fellow is not worth Brother Shen taking action. I invited Brother Shen here to drink and have fun, haha, let's go to the grass hall now, and while drinking, we'll watch that Meng fellow make a fool of himself, how about it?"

  Jiang Yuechen burst out laughing and invited Jin Yi Shao to go to the grass hall together, while Qiao Yu'er was temporarily locked in the woodshed.

  Over a hundred black-clad figures with knives in hand let out a whistle, all hiding into the secret corners of Baicao Garden, and immediately, murderous intent filled the air inside.