Jiang Shengying's expression darkened slightly, and she asked, "What do you want?"

Mingzhuo did not answer, but got up and looked around the room before finally walking to the door of Jiang Shengying's bedroom.

Jiang Yuncheng gritted his teeth, "Don't push your luck..."

If they're after the money sword, then they're humiliating the Jiang family, and they absolutely cannot agree to it.

"I want that whip." Mingzhuo raised his hand and pointed to the whip hanging next to the shrine in the corner of the wall.

Jiang Yuncheng was taken aback, somewhat surprised. "You want this? This is, after all, my grandfather's magic artifact. It's not appropriate for you to force it away, is it?"

Mingzhuo: "What if I absolutely have to?"

Jiang Yuncheng was just talking; once Ming Zhuoyi became assertive, he immediately backed down.

As long as it's not a money sword, everything else is negotiable! His grandfather doesn't use this whip often, so it's perfect for doing him a favor!

"If you really want to take it, how about this, you buy it with money, and we'll consider it a friendship." Jiang Yuncheng felt that this was a good solution, killing three birds with one stone.

First, he didn't offend Mingzhuo; second, the transaction was completed on time, which protected the Jiang family's reputation; and finally, Mingzhuo agreed to befriend him, which was equivalent to elevating Jiang Shengying's status.

He waited smugly for Jiang Shengying's praise.

“No.” Jiang Shengying refused firmly, “This is a family heirloom of our Jiang family, and we cannot sell it.”

Jiang Yuncheng: "..."

Wait, isn't the Chiang family's heirloom the Money Sword? When did this broken whip become a family heirloom?

Could it be that Grandpa is trying to extort money? When he thought about how Mingzhuo took the 50 million bounty that he was determined to get in Xiangshi, he felt that he understood.

Jiang Yuncheng puffed out his chest: "That's right, this is our Jiang family's heirloom, not an ordinary magic weapon, so it costs extra!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a palm strike came from the side, sending Jiang Yuncheng spinning around and nearly falling to the ground.

Jiang Yuncheng was stunned by the sudden palm strike and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He was about to cry out in pain when he looked up and saw Jiang Shengying's face, and he was so frightened that he swallowed his cry back.

He had never seen Jiang Shengying with such an expression before, so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

"You bastard, you think you can sell family heirlooms?" Jiang Shengying roared in fury.

Jiang Yuncheng was on the verge of tears. Could this thing really be a family heirloom?

He said timidly, "I can't sell it."

She looked at Mingzhuo pleadingly, "Master, could you please ask for something else? I have many magical treasures in my room. Which one do you fancy? I can give it to you."

Mingzhuo: "I've already said, I must have this whip, nothing else will do."

Jiang Shengying's face twitched. "Are you trying to take it by force?"

"If you're unwilling to offer it up yourselves, then we'll have no choice but to fight."

Jiang Shengying roared in fury: "This is outrageous! Our Jiang family is the leading force in the Xuanmen sect of Xiangshi. How dare you act so presumptuously!"

“I’m going to be outrageous. You’ve said so much, are you going to hit me or not? If not, give me the whip,” Mingzhuo urged.

He Wangyao never expected things to turn out this way.

And what kind of statements is Mingzhuo making? My god, if you just quote a sentence or two out of context, he'll be considered a vicious villain in no time.

"Young Master Jiang, say something quickly and try to persuade your grandfather!" he said, turning to Jiang Yunli.

Jiang Yunli pursed his lips. He could tell that Jiang Shengying's attitude was very firm and left no room for doubt. After all, he was also a member of the Jiang family. If the whip was important to the Jiang family, he could not let Mingzhuo take it away.

But Mingzhuo had no reason to steal the treasure!

"Is the whip related to Wanzhen?" Jiang Yunli asked, staring at Mingzhuo.

Mingzhuo: "Nonsense! The whip was made from Wanzhen's leather, don't you think?"

Jiang Yunli's pupils contracted slightly, and he didn't hesitate to rush over to grab the whip.

Jiang Shengying grabbed the whip first and lashed it across Jiang Yunli. "You wicked child, what do you think you're doing?"

Jiang Yunli did not dodge; the whip's tail swept across his face, instantly leaving a bloody welt.

He seized the opportunity to grab the whip, saying, "Grandpa, please give me the whip. I need to save Wanzhen."

"What Wanzhen? I don't know her at all! Have you lost your mind? How could you believe a stranger's lies?" Jiang Shengying refused to admit it.

Mingzhuo: "Isn't that a bit much? The person is standing right in front of you, and you're still saying you don't know them. Are you trying to die without any evidence?"

Jiang Yunli immediately looked around excitedly, "You mean Wanzhen is here? Where is she?"

Jiang Shengying was also stunned. Could that fox demon really be here? But how could that be!

"Nonsense! There's a protective array in this house. No ghosts or evil spirits can stand here unharmed." Jiang Shengying took a step back, made hand seals, and chanted incantations to activate the array.

The hidden magic circle was activated, and the purest yang energy circulated. There was indeed nothing wrong in the room.

The expectant light in Jiang Yunli's eyes died out. Yes, Wanzhen was a ghost, and there was no way she could enter this room.

Mingzhuo sneered: "Are you trying to silence them? How ruthless of you, considering how much they've helped you."

Jiang Shengying's face turned stern: "Please leave immediately, or don't blame me for calling the police."

He knew that he couldn't win by confronting people head-on or by using magic, so he had no choice but to rely on external forces.

Jiang Yunli also felt that Mingzhuo's behavior today was somewhat reckless. Without having any leverage over him, doing so would only alert the enemy.

He was about to speak when Mingzhuo said, "With that old skin on your face, you weren't good-looking when you were young either. How did you manage to trick Wanzhen into risking her life for you?"

Jiang Yunli was stunned. What did this mean?

Jiang Shengying's face was contorted. Although he lost the magic duel to Ming Zhuo, it was only because he was old and his skills were not as good as before.

He has been famous for a long time and has led the Xuanmen sect in Xiangshi for decades. How could he be an ordinary person?

Jiang Shengying flipped her hands and quickly made several hand seals, instantly changing the magic array in the room.

The other disciples quickly took up positions in various directions, trapping everyone within the formation.

Jiang Shengying: "You've chosen the path to hell when there's a way to heaven. Today I'll show you the power of my formation!"

He was determined to kill Mingzhuo and could not let him leave under any circumstances.

The most troublesome person here is Gu Xu; if we make a move against him, it might be difficult to explain to the Gu family.

But he couldn't worry about that now. As long as he killed Ming Zhuo, someone would naturally cover for him, so he wouldn't have to worry about it.

Jiang Shengying began to mutter incantations, and the room was instantly filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Yuncheng was stunned when an invisible gust of wind slashed his arm. "Grandpa, I'm still inside!"

Jiang Yunli's face darkened. "Grandpa, stop! Didn't you say that cultivators cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise they will no longer be able to cultivate?"

Jiang Shengying was born into poverty and rose to her current position step by step through spiritual practice. She has always been regarded as the leader of the righteous path.

Even in her old age, Jiang Shengying persisted in her rigorous spiritual practice and never slacked off.

How could someone be so foolish as to destroy their own spiritual practice?

Mingzhuo sighed: "It's no use, he's not the same Jiang Shengying he used to be."