Meng Hao
Although Meng Lie wasn’t the best among the younger generation, he wasn’t weak, Yang Tian, easily dismantled his attack with his bare hands. There was nothing fancy about it; it was pure brute force.
Xing Shan knew Yang Tian, the one who had the big factions going bonkers, was right in front of him. With his level of cultivation, he could tell Yang Tian’s qi was odd, though he couldn’t discern how he concealed himself.
Meng Lie was livid with the result of the exchange. The opinions of his juniors around him fanned his flames. “Try and counter this!”
Meng Li lunged toward Yang Tian and threw two loud, whistling palms. Yang Tian just laughed it off, made his body glow crimson with a surge of qi and blood, parting clouds.
Yang Tian was as solid as a rock. Meng Lie, on the other hand, was knocked back as if he was electrocuted before he could land. Meng Lie quickly changed his posture mid-flight, took several steps in the air, smashing the ring. Once he landed, he staggered back a few steps. Every step cracked the ground; he almost head planted it after dozens of steps.
Embarrassed, Meng Lie, hands broken and shaking, wrathfully glared at the man he wanted to kill. He took off again, but he decided to dial down the stupidity metre. He enveloped his fist in a clear black glow once he picked up a wind. Like a scorching sun raging, like a calamity befell the world, yet worth a mere sarcastic smile from Yang Tian. All Yang Tian did was prepare to pat Meng Lie’s fist.
“Why aren’t you dodging?” sarcastically asked Meng Lie.
Meng Lie’s smile froze and turned to shock once Yang Tian caught his punch. No, Meng Lie couldn’t budge his fist at all. The elders’ faces literally fell off their faces. They caught Meng Lie sneakily using a weapon, yet Yang Tian still caught him.
Xing Shan shook his head; he found it comical. A Peak Mystic weapon couldn’t scratch Yang Tian. True to that claim, Yang Tian crushed Meng Lie’s hand in his grip.
“Argh!” cried Meng Lie, arm contorted.
When Yang Tian was going to stop his energy output, a violent gale approached him from behind. He twirled his wrist and palmed back. The young man in black who tried to land the sneak attack immediately spun and released a big wind from his body to disperse the lethal qi blast.
With a mere wave of his hand, Yang Tian palmed Meng Lie onto the ring. Then, he turned his attention to the young man in black close by. “Meng Hao…”
“You are…” queried Meng Hao, frowning upon hearing Yang Tian’s. Meng Hao had no recollection of the mysterious young man. When he looked to Yun’er, he received an epiphany. He laughed and ran over. “Y-, oh, what are you doing here?
Nobody could follow along.
Yang Tian and Meng Hao left as friends would, chatting and laughing away. Meanwhile, Meng Lie’s face was scary red, while the rest of him was a tragedy. However, he learnt he couldn’t defeat the mysterious young man, and that was the young man being merciful.
Meng Hao and Yang Tian conversed in a room. Meng Hao, who was a former man of few words and steady, turned extremely energetic when the two met again. Besides that, Yang Tian was startled to see Meng Hao improved so rapidly. Yang Tian spent far longer than he did. If Qing Yuan was around, he’d be going bonkers.
Catching on to Yang Tian’s bewilderment, Meng Hao explained, “Hehe, I actually received my clan’s Inheritance, while you had to come up step by step.”
“I see!”
Meng Hao heard from Meng Yunxi that Yang Tian was a Level Three Alchemist.
“I’m planning to go and check out Pill Valley. I heard you wanted to participate in the convention.”
“Yeah.”
Meng Yunxi entered while the two were chatting.
“Sis, you’re here.”
Yang Tian revealed a look of surprise upon finding out Meng Yunxi and Meng Hao were siblings. In any case, it indicated Meng Hao held a very high status in the clan. Food for thought: he was able to go to Martial Arts Mountain.
Yang Tian hastily hopped to his feet when he thought of something. “How much did you buy?”
Knowing Yang Tian was anxious about it, Meng Yunxi skipped the griping and smiled. “Not much. I’ve exchanged less than half.”
Yang Tian grabbed the interspatial ring from Meng Yunxi and searched the interior with his divine soul. There were a total of low-grade twenty divine soul herbs. There was only one rank five herb; the rest were rank four. Although it wasn’t much for him, it was actually a lot in the real world. Plus, it was tough to trade for them at that period of time. Rank six herbs were rare, but if he was lucky, he could trade for a rank seven pill.
Meng Hao didn’t have the foggiest idea as to what the two were trading.
Note: Don’t bother keeping count of the bloodstones or the herbs because there’ll always be some convenient way for Yang Tian to procure them whenever he needs them.
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