"Saint Lady Meng, someone reported that you were causing trouble in the market. Please cooperate with me and go there."
The Jindan Elder looked at Meng Wan and spoke in a gentle tone.
Meng Wan didn't buy it, and said in a calm tone, "Elder, you've come at the perfect time. I was just about to seek justice from you."
The expression on Elder Jindan's face froze slightly, and he was secretly annoyed at Meng Wan's ingratitude.
He had already given the way so obviously, but he actually didn't go down the stairs.
But he weighed his own strength and continued to speak with a smile.
"Oh? Saint Meng, what injustice have you suffered? Tell me, and I will definitely help you."
Meng Wan glanced at the bloodstains on the ground and the monks around her who were silent as a mouse, and a meaningful arc appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"I was walking on the road with Saint Xuanji, and these people were rude and foul-mouthed towards us, which was unbearable to hear.
"I was so merciful and asked them to leave the market because private fighting is prohibited in the market. After all, the market is such a clean and tidy place, how could we allow these foul-mouthed people to defile it?"
She paused, looking directly at the Golden Core Elder with a hint of provocation in her tone.
"I wonder if it's in accordance with the rules for me to do this?"
Elder Jindan stroked his beard, quickly weighed the pros and cons, and said with a smile.
"It's in accordance with the rules, in accordance with the rules! Everyone saw that Saint Meng didn't take action in the market. Instead, she 'invited' those rude people to leave, maintaining the peace and tranquility of the market. This is a very good move, very good!"
As he spoke, he winked at the law enforcement officers around him, signaling them to keep quiet.
Although the law enforcement team members were dissatisfied, they were intimidated by Meng Wan's power and the attitude of the Jindan Elder, so they could only dare not speak out. They lowered their heads and remained silent.
The monks who were watching were furious. They had witnessed Meng Wan killing people with their own eyes, but now Elder Jindan was twisting the facts into saying that he was "maintaining the peace of the market town." This was simply a lie!
"This is so unfair! She was the one who killed someone, so how can she be considered as someone who is maintaining the peace and tranquility of the market?"
A young monk whispered indignantly.
"Shh! Keep your voice down! You're risking your life!"
The old man next to him quickly covered his mouth and looked around nervously, afraid that Meng Wan would hear it.
"It's chilling that the Jindan elder of the law enforcement team is so biased towards her!"
Another cultivator gnashed his teeth and said, "This Meng Wan is a demon cultivator. Is there any justice in the world?"
"It's precisely because she's a demon cultivator that she can't explain herself. Well, in the future, please stop gossiping about others."
The atmosphere in the market town became strange and depressing. Everyone was filled with grief and indignation, but had nowhere to vent their anger. They could only suppress their resentment silently in their hearts.
Meng Wan took in everyone's expressions, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
After living for so long, I still don't understand that in this world, the strong are respected. No wonder these cultivators have been struggling for most of their lives and are still struggling at the bottom of the world of cultivation.
She turned to look at the Jindan Elder, "Thank you, Elder, for upholding justice for me. If there is nothing else, Meng Wan will take her leave."
"Haha, it's just a small matter. If you are not busy, you can ask me to come over for tea."
After watching Meng Wan and Xuan Ji leave, the Jindan Elder looked around, and any cultivator who caught his eye immediately lowered his head.
Oh, it turns out these people know how to be respectful.
Then why was he so confident when facing the female demon cultivator Meng Wan?
Who gave them the courage, the market?
Elder Jindan was not prepared for this, and even he did not dare to say lightly that he could definitely defeat Meng Wan.
These people probably have no idea how terrifying the Holy Son of Xuanyin Sect is.
He instructed calmly.
"Let's add another rule to the market: no irresponsible comments, slander, or insults against others. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
The sound was not loud, but loud enough for everyone around to hear.
The captain of the law enforcement team felt nervous and quickly responded, respectfully seeing off the Jindan Elder.
Meng Wan and Xuan Ji walked in silence all the way and came straight to the shop opened by Xuanyin Sect in the market town.
On the vermilion lacquered gate hangs a plaque with four large gold-plated characters "Xuan Yin Bao Ge" inscribed on it, shining brightly in the sun.
As soon as you enter the door, a unique smell mixed with various elixirs and magical instruments hits you in the face.
Meng Wan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked around calmly.
Since this market has become more and more lively, the originally simple little shops have become much more refined.
The store is spacious and bright, with a wide variety of goods neatly arranged, ranging from low-level talismans and elixirs to high-level magical instruments and materials.
Several waiters were busy greeting customers with respectful smiles on their faces.
Seeing Meng Wan enter the room, a short and fat monk with a protruding belly and a big smile on his face came up to greet her.
"Sir Saint, what brings you here?"
This short and fat monk was none other than Wu Daheng, who had previously gathered information for Meng Wan.
Wu Daheng was well-informed and had heard about what had happened in the market not long ago.
He also became more cautious and respectful towards the ruthless Blood Saint in front of him.
Meng Wan explained her purpose, "I came here this time to borrow the sect's space."
"Oh? I wonder what the Holy Son wants to do?"
Wu Daheng's heart moved, but he remained expressionless.
"I plan to hold a small exchange meeting for monks to share experiences and exchange resources with fellow monks."
When Wu Daheng heard this, he secretly thought about it in his heart.
As for the exchange meeting, if it can be held in a lively manner, it will be of great benefit to the reputation and business of Xuanyin Treasure Pavilion.
only……
Wu Daheng rubbed his hands and reminded in a tactful tone.
"Fairy, you also know that if we want this exchange to be successful and attract enough cultivators to participate, we must bring out some valuable treasures."
Hearing this, Meng Wan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Fellow Daoist Wu is right," she said, slowly taking out a jade slip from her storage bag and gently placing it on the table.
"I wonder if these are enough?"
Wu Daheng picked up the jade slip and probed his spiritual consciousness into it. He was instantly dizzy by the information contained in it.
An ice meteorite as big as a head, the Jinyun Sect's unique mica flower, and the famous Thunder Dragon Spear...
Wu Daheng's throat rolled and he swallowed hard.
Beneath the ice meteorite, mica flower and thunder dragon spear, there were many rare treasures that made him frightened and full of imagination.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and carefully placed the jade slip back on the table.
He looked at Meng Wan, his eyes filled with awe and a hint of indescribable fear.
"Fairy, these... these treasures, aren't they too precious?"
Wu Daheng's voice trembled a little. He knew very well what kind of sensation these treasures would cause once they were spread out.
"Are you afraid that people from the Jinyun Sect and the Tianlei Sect will come and cause trouble?"
Meng Wan smiled and exposed Wu Daheng's thoughts.
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