182: It's just a momentary lapse in concentration, what are you pretending for?

"Hehe, woman, you're still a bit green." Meng Hao sneered, then pointed at the several figures in the distance and said, "These people have no less than a hundred properties in the five cities of Eastern Profound. Once they send word, won't we know?"

Jiang Qing looked in the direction of his finger and curled her lips, saying, "You're sick!"

"Do you really think the Young Clan Leader would be moved by such a small gesture of yours?"

"You look down on him too much!"

Meng Hao answered casually, "That's not important. What's important is letting the Young Clan Leader know the attitude of my Sun Moon Sect. Although the Young Clan Leader has been gone for six years, this old man hasn't forgotten who the true master of this Canglan City is."

"Jiang Qing, you should restrain those little thoughts of yours. Running off to cozy up to the Wang Family in Eastern Profound isn't appropriate..."

Jiang Qing looked at him mockingly and smiled faintly, "Aren't you the same? That Disciple of yours has become famous for sucking up to the Wang Family. Everyone in Canglan City knows it. I'm not as good as you!"

"There's such a thing?" Meng Hao was somewhat surprised and rubbed his head.

"Which Disciple are you talking about?"

"..." Jiang Qing was somewhat speechless, but still said, "It's that Ji Bochang who wants to marry the Saintess of the Mu Family."

She also knew that Meng Hao probably hadn't taken it to heart; after all, he truly had many Disciples.

According to his own words, one shouldn't put all their eggs in one basket; what if someone rises to power one day?

Therefore, most of the Disciples of the Sun Moon Sect were under his tutelage.

However, after taking them in, he just let them develop freely. Whoever had the higher Realm became the boss—it was completely free-range, while he himself remained in seclusion all year round.

"Is it this good-for-nothing?" Meng Hao raised his eyebrows and spat, saying, "When I go back, I'll deal with this unfilial son. What a piece of work!"

"Ji Bochang, indeed? I'm afraid his life won't last much longer!"

"However, regarding your Saintess going to get close to the Wang Family, I heard that was your order..."

Jiang Qing said with feigned anger.

"Tch."

"I actually think he didn't do anything wrong. People have always climbed to higher places since ancient times."

"Wang Yuan's older brother, the Young Master of the Wang Family, is truly a Prodigy. How many people in the entire Five Domains can compete with him? Getting close to him is very normal."

"Besides, they are all Ancient Desolate Families of the Human Race. You make it sound like I betrayed the Human Race!" Jiang Qing said, her tone noncommittal.

It was indeed because of her orders. After all, although the Young Master of the Shen Family had a high status, his strength six years ago was truly too pathetic, not at all befitting his identity. Over the years, no shocking feats had been heard about him either. Comparing him to the Young Master of the Wang Family, the gap was indeed obvious.

Although he was now ranked fifth on the profound dragon ranking, if it were an ordinary person, it would indeed be worthy of being called a Prodigy. But he was different; he was the Young Master of the Shen Family. At the very least, he should be on par with Wang Teng.

Therefore, over these years, she had considered moving to the Central Divine Continent to develop. After all, the greater the potential of the master she followed, the greater the future gains. Their talent had already been squeezed dry, and it was hard to take another step forward. The only way was a Heaven-Defying divine object, but how could she possess such a thing?

It still had to depend on rewards from above.

Most importantly, the strength of the Wang Family was second only to the Shen Family among the Ancient Desolate Families, and in terms of background, it was not inferior to the Young Master of the Shen Family.

Meng Hao glanced at her and said, "Ignorant. Although they are all Ancient Desolate Families and both are of the Human Race, the masters are different. Forget it, it's your own decision; I can't be bothered to stop you."

"Sect Master Meng speaks so nicely, but if the Young Clan Leader truly had no ability and had no hope of merging with the Dao in the future, would you still be so loyal?"

"Also, don't forget that the Shen Family still has sequences. In these six years, the reputation of those two kings has grown, and even within the Shen Family, I don't believe no one has had thoughts of replacing the Young Clan Leader. This is a figure who leads an era of the Family. Even if the Old Ancestor of the Shen Family favors him, they have to consider the entire Shen Family, right!"

"So, I haven't done anything wrong either; I'm just looking for a way out..."

Hearing this, Meng Hao had a look of determination in his eyes as he said, "The Sun Moon Sect is only loyal to the Shen Family, and loyal to the Young Clan Leader."

He was actually gambling as well. In his view, cultivation was a gamble—betting against Heaven, betting against people, and betting against himself.

If he won the bet, he would be filled with riches; that was how he had walked to this day.

If he lost, he would just accept it.

"Hehe, then let's see who laughs last." Jiang Qing sneered.

Just at this moment.

An Aura spread out, and the two of them simultaneously received a voice transmission.

"Hmm?"

"Someone is causing trouble in Canglan City?"

Jiang Qing's figure disappeared directly, while Meng Hao thought for a moment and followed to take a look. It wasn't that he wanted to back up the Wang Family, but he had been standing for three days and was indeed a bit bored.

At this very moment.

Inside the Mandarin Duck Tower.

Wang Yuan knelt on the ground, suppressed by the Laws of the Dao, constantly slapping his own face, his eyes spitting fire as he looked at Shen Nian with resentment.

"Using your Realm to suppress me?"

"You are dead!"

"You cannot afford to offend me!"

"My older brother will definitely avenge me. When the time comes, you ant will definitely die without a burial place!"

Slap!

An invisible slap landed on his face, leaving a blood-red handprint, and several teeth were slapped flying.

"Stop!"

"Do you know that he is the Wang..."

The enchanting woman didn't even finish her sentence before she was locked onto by an Aura and also knelt down, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, her Primordial Spirit collapsing within her.

"I'm crippled...??"

"You actually crippled me?" The enchanting woman looked at the young man in white in disbelief.

This scene made Ji Bochang clench his buttocks. Fortunately, he hadn't been the first to run his mouth and act cool, otherwise, he feared he would have ended up kneeling too.

Immediately after.

He looked at Shen Nian; the other party's indifferent expression made him feel a bit uneasy.

How could he be so calm?

How could a Human Race Void Returning expert not know about the Wang Family? He clearly knew, so why did he dare to do this!!

Who exactly is he!

"Young... Young Master, would this be too much..." Mu Xiaoxiao saw Wang Yuan's miserable state and felt more and more that things were getting out of hand, her voice trembling slightly.

"Afraid?" Shen Nian looked at her with interest and smiled, not caring at all about Wang Yuan on the ground.

"I, I, I... how could I be afraid? I have the Young Clan Master Shen backing me!" Mu Xiaoxiao immediately feigned calmness, but her hands were tightly clenched, and it was obvious she was already very nervous.

Just at this moment, a magnificent voice resounded, causing everyone's eardrums to ache. Jiang Churan stopped her actions and looked over.

"Who dares to bully my younger brother!"

This time, the voice was not only heard by Shen Nian, but spread all around.

"It's Lord Wang Teng's Divided Soul!" Ji Bochang exclaimed, his expression unable to contain his excitement.

On Wang Yuan's forehead, the golden rune suddenly shattered, and a drop of brilliant golden blood overflowed. His expression suddenly became dull, and his whole body was unable to move on the ground.

The next second.

"Boom!"

A terrifyingly boundless and powerful Aura rushed out from Wang Yuan's forehead.

It seemed like ten thousand rays of divine light, as if a gate to the world had opened, with endless auspicious colors and rosy clouds flowing within.

An ancient golden chariot flew out, its body engraved with divine patterns. Standing on it was a tall figure, like a god or a demon, with extraordinary features.

His black hair danced in the wind, his skin was a rare bronze color, his posture was majestic and powerful, and his whole body was shrouded in golden light that soared to the sky, as if a Heavenly Emperor had descended upon the world.

What was even more shocking was that there were terrifying visions surrounding this person: nine Dragons, nine Phoenixes, nine White Tigers, and nine Black Tortoises. Sometimes they transformed into the Four Symbols, sometimes they bared their fangs and brandished their claws, looking down on all living beings, surrounding the black-haired man in the center. Wang Teng was like a monarch patrolling the heavens, his Aura terrifying!

After this person appeared, it instantly stirred the entire Canglan City. Countless gazes were cast over, but then a flat voice rang out.

"It's just a Divided Soul, what are you posturing for?"