In the main hall of the Zhao residence, Zhao Wuji and Chu Di sat facing each other. In the past, Zhao Wuji was not even qualified to meet Chu Di, as their statuses were worlds apart. But now, not only has his cultivation reached the Grandmaster realm, but he is also an elder of the Gold and Silver Sect. He has truly leaped over the dragon gate and soared to the sky!

Chu Di relayed everything the Sweeper Monk had said to Zhao Wuji, then humbly asked for his advice, saying, "Senior Zhao, the Holy Son's actions are unpredictable. Our Six Doors has not yet verified Meng Yuhai's despicable behavior. Could you please advise the Holy Son on a few days later?"

Zhao Wuji stroked his beard and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Chu, do you know what gold and silver mean to the Holy Son?"

Chu Di was taken aback, and unconsciously asked, "What does it mean?"

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's expression turned serious. He said very earnestly, "Gold and silver are like life to the Holy Son! I can tell you with certainty that the lifelong goal of every elder or disciple of the Gold and Silver Sect is just two words: make money."

"As for what use money is to the Holy Son or the sect, I have no idea. As for whether Meng Yuhai has any intention of disrupting the dynasty, it is not important. Even if he is the emperor of the Fire Maple Dynasty, there is only one outcome for touching the Holy Son's money: death!"

Chu Di stared blankly at Zhao Wuji, his gaze seeming to say, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhao Wuji continued helplessly, "I am also a member of the Fire Maple Dynasty, and of course I want to see the dynasty prosper. Let me explain it to you more clearly, and whether you listen or not is up to you."

Zhao Wuji said meaningfully, "To put it another way, as long as you have money, you can entrust the Holy Son to do many things."

Chu Di seemed to understand and said, "For example, helping you, senior, to protect the Zhao family, and to enter the Gold and Silver Gate?"

Zhao Wuji laughed and said, "Young Master Chu is insightful. There's a saying in our sect: money is everything. I suppose you know what to do next!"

Chu Di suddenly realized and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I know what to do now!" After saying that, he left the Zhao residence and headed to the Six Doors branch in Sunset City. Not long after, he hurried to Wan Hai City.

...

Meng Fan returned to the inn and sent a message to the Sweeper Monk to rush to Wanhai City. He couldn't resist the temptation of the lottery, but the massive lottery draw would cause him to faint from the accumulated cultivation techniques.

With only Lian Yue and Lian Xing by his side, he began to regret sending Cao Zhengchun to set up a sting operation. He felt insecure even when drawing lots without any experts around him.

The two women were only at the Acquired Realm. Although they were already experts in the Fire Maple Dynasty, Meng Fan still felt insecure. He usually didn't feel like explaining the profound meaning of the Lesser Formless Skill to the two women, since they were already very familiar with it. How could he be in the mood to do serious things when he saw them? Even if he tried to explain the Lesser Formless Skill to them with a saintly mindset, he couldn't resist their enthusiasm after only a few words!

The only option is to summon the nearest sweeping monk to protect the Dharma. Given the sweeping monk's skill, it shouldn't take him too long to come.

...

At the Meng residence, Meng Yuhai stood in front of Ge Qing, looking at Ge Qing who seemed like a fool, then turned to the servants behind him and asked, "When was this discovered?"

The servant quickly chimed in, "Just now, when I came to tidy up the courtyard for Senior Ge, I found him lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth."

Meng Yuhai looked grave. Ge Qing was his confidant and knew many of his secrets. He wondered whether Ge Qing had gone mad from practicing martial arts or had his soul forcibly searched.

If it's just a case of going astray in cultivation, that's fine. But if it's just someone searching his soul, that's really bad. Many of the things he does are against all reason and morality, and can be said to be outrageous to both gods and men!

If the Sun family was accused of treason and their property confiscated and their clan exterminated by the Fire Maple Dynasty, at least they could be regarded as martyrs in the Cloud Saint Dynasty. But once his crimes are exposed, all the forces in the world will join forces to hunt him down. In this vast world, apart from the hidden demonic path, he has no place to stand!

Confiscating property and exterminating the clan are minor matters; it's not uncommon for ten generations of relatives to be implicated and ancestral graves to be dug up!

"Go and fetch all the servants in the mansion and bring them to the main hall. I have something to say to them."

The servant hurried away, and Meng Yuhai pressed his palm onto Ge Qing's head on the ground. Instantly, all of Ge Qing's blood flowed along his meridians and gathered in his palm. In the blink of an eye, Ge Qing turned into a dried corpse!

There were already eight figures in the main hall of the Meng residence, each of whom was at the Innate Realm, which can be said to be the foundation upon which Meng Yuhai established himself in Zhanzhou.

Meng Yuhai walked slowly towards the main hall. Behind his left, he took out dozens of envelopes and handed them to the eight retainers sitting on the chairs. He said, "I would like to trouble you all to go to Qingzhou, Yuzhou, Lanzhou, Yanzhou, Chuanzhou and the capital to deliver the letters to the people listed on them. After that, you will protect the safety of those people and wait for my news."

The men took the letter and replied, "We will handle it properly!" Then they left the mansion.

After a moment of contemplation, Meng Yuhai walked towards the backyard of the mansion, where his family resided.

Before he even got close, he heard the chirping of birds in his wife's courtyard. He frowned, turned around, and walked into his children's courtyard. He had a son and a daughter, both of whom were in the prime of their lives.

Upon entering the courtyard, they saw a sinister-looking young man whipping a burly man, repeatedly cursing, "You're just a lowly person. It's your family's good fortune that I took a liking to your sister, yet you don't know what's good for you and try to sneak away with her?"

The burly man screamed in agony as he was beaten; his skin was torn open and flesh was ripped apart, and in some places, even the bone was exposed!

As the sinister young man continued to whip him, the strong man's cries grew fainter and fainter until he finally stopped breathing and lay motionless on the ground.

The sinister young man spat at the burly man on the ground and ordered the servants, who were trembling with fear, to carry the corpse out.

Turning around, she saw her father and exclaimed with delight, "Dad, you've come out of seclusion?"

Meng Yuhai nodded expressionlessly and said, "Xiao Chuan, come with me to the room."

The two entered the room, and Meng Yuhai said in a deep voice, "Take your sister away from Zhanzhou for a while these next few days. Don't bring any servants with you, and don't tell anyone your identities. Just bring enough money. Keep a low profile during your trip."

Meng Xiaochuan hurriedly asked, "Dad, has something happened?"

He sensed a certain worry in his father's words. This wonderful life was about to be gone forever, how could he give up so easily?

Meng Yuhai shouted, "Look at your self-importance! Don't worry too much. Just now, a thief entered the mansion and killed Ge Qing. I was afraid something would happen to you, so I asked you and your sister to leave for a while."

Meng Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ge Qing was only at the Acquired Realm, so his death is no big deal."

Looking at his nonchalant son, Meng Yuhai sighed and said, "Go find your sister now. Leave now and come back in two months if you haven't heard anything about anything happening in the manor."

"Ah? I still have a young woman tied up in the room..."

"roll!"

Meng Xiaochuan quickly slunk away.

Meng Yuhai always had a faint sense of crisis in his heart, but after he made arrangements for his children, he had no more worries!