Meng Wan walked in the market, listening to the discussions around her, her face indifferent, as if these discussions had nothing to do with her.
However, she was too lazy to pay attention to these discussions. These people who were filled with righteous indignation changed their expressions drastically after accidentally seeing her appearance.
It was as if an invisible hand was strangling my throat and I could no longer make any sound.
They recognized the person in front of them and knew that she was the new Blood Saint of Xuanyin Sect, Meng Wan.
Fearing that her previous discussions had been heard, they all lowered their heads to avoid retaliation.
Meng Wan noticed these people's reactions, but was too lazy to waste time on such a trivial matter.
With a faint smile on her lips, she walked straight towards the shop opened by Xuanyin Sect in the market.
Inside the shop, a short and fat monk who had completed his foundation building was arranging pills on the shelves out of boredom.
When he saw Meng Wan come in, he was stunned at first, then he recognized her identity, quickly put down the work in his hands, and came forward with a nod and a bow.
"The Holy Son of the Blood Path has arrived. We are so sorry for not welcoming you in person. We are so sorry for not welcoming you in person!"
The short and fat monk had a big smile on his face, rubbing his hands, looking fawning.
"I want to find out some news about the Meng family in Qingsha County."
Meng Wan spoke straight to the point in a calm tone.
When the monk heard the news about the Meng family, a look of understanding flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Son, please ask whatever you want to know. I will tell you everything I know!"
Meng Wan nodded slightly and asked directly, "What's the latest development of the Meng family?"
The short and fat monk quickly replied, "Meng Pingchuan, the head of the Meng family, is now in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm and is currently the most advanced cultivator in the Meng family.
However, ever since the news of you, Saint Son, reached the Meng family, they seem a little... fearful."
The monk hesitated for a moment, looked at Meng Wan cautiously, and when he saw that her expression was calm, he continued.
"Recently, Meng Wan has started to frequently contact the Jinyun Sect, seemingly wanting to climb up the Jinyun Sect's big tree and find a backer for herself.
It is said that they have already curried favor with an old ancestor in the Nascent Soul stage."
"Attaching yourself to the Jinyun Sect? Attaching yourself to an old ancestor who is in the Nascent Soul stage?"
A cold light flashed in Meng Wan's eyes, "What else?"
"Also, the Meng family has had a lot of newborns in the past year. It seems that their family members want to turn their fortunes around by giving birth to children with five spiritual roots."
Hearing this news, Meng Wan couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
The Meng family is really starting to get worried.
She has known one thing since she was a child.
As long as you are strong enough, the whole world will make way for you.
Even if you are born like an ant, as long as you are willing to climb and constantly improve the level of your life, one day you will be able to grow wings and soar into the sky.
"Well done, these are your reward."
The short and fat monk waved his hands in surprise, "How dare I accept the Holy Son's spirit stones for such a small matter!"
Meng Wan stared at the short and fat monk for a while, until he broke out in sweat and his legs were trembling, then Meng Wan spoke calmly.
"Just keep it if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The short and fat monk then carefully put the things away and said, "Thank you, Saint Son."
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Wu Daheng."
Meng Wan tapped the table lightly. "I'll remember you. If there's any news or movements from the Meng family in the future, remember to let me know as soon as possible."
"Yes, Lord Saint."
After leaving the shop, Meng Wan walked on the streets of the market, intending to go back to continue comprehending the secret technique.
However, after taking a few steps, a figure blocked her way.
The man was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, with an upright figure and a handsome face. He exuded an otherworldly temperament that made people feel holy when they looked at him.
He had clear features, and was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, looking at her with a smile.
"Please stay, benefactor. I see that you are riddled with karma and plagued by evil spirits. I'm afraid you won't have a good end."
The monk's voice was clear and contained a hint of compassion.
Meng Wan frowned slightly.
She recognized the man at a glance. He was a Buddhist disciple from Xuanhu Temple, named Xuan Ji.
It is said that he was born with visions and was the most Buddhist person in Xuanhu Temple in hundreds of years.
Although the power of Xuanhu Temple is not as great as that of Xuanyin Sect, its Buddhist teachings have a natural restraint on demonic cultivators, making them very difficult to deal with.
Meng Wan had no good feelings towards Buddhists, and what's more, Xuan Ji cursed her to die a bad death, which made her even less happy.
"Master, you've got the wrong person."
Meng Wan spoke in a cold tone, and after she finished speaking, she walked around him and left the market.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Ji followed her like a dog shit plaster and persuaded her with a compassionate look on his face.
"Mr. Meng, the sea of suffering is boundless. Turn back and you will find the shore. I am willing to save you from this misery."
A trace of impatience rose in Meng Wan's heart.
"Master, I have never met you before. Why are you so persistent? There are so many demon cultivators in the world. You can save them."
Xuan Ji smiled slightly and looked at Meng Wan calmly.
"Mr. Meng, you have such a strong karma. Our meeting is fate. Why should I go to such a distant place instead of the one near by?"
Meng Wan paused and curled her fingers slightly in her sleeves.
The next moment, she summoned a blood-red sword and stabbed it straight into Xuan Ji's back.
Xuan Ji seemed to have anticipated this and dodged Meng Wan's attack with a flash of his body.
The Buddhist beads in his hand emitted a faint golden light, forming a barrier to block Meng Wan's sword energy.
"Master Meng, I was just chatting with you for a few minutes, why did you start a fight?"
Xuan Ji's voice was still calm, but with a hint of helplessness.
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