After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 239 Meng Sheng
"Uh, erectile dysfunction, is that something we can talk about?"

"When someone is dead, what does it matter what their reputation is!"

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"The medicinal soup we distribute is a tonic, and even if it is ineffective, it will not cause death. This can be seen from the cultivators who have taken the medicine in the past few days. There are rumors about this outside, and I believe everyone has heard about it."

Liu Feng's eyes darkened. He cupped his hands in greeting to the surroundings before looking at the middle-aged man and saying, "What exactly happened during the day and night you left the Immortal Sect? Did you accidentally eat anything or suffer any injuries? None of us know. I am also very sorry for your son's death, but there is nothing I can do about it."

Knowing that this person had come to cause trouble on purpose, Liu Feng knew that this matter needed to be resolved as soon as possible, and could not be dragged on indefinitely to allow them to tarnish the reputation of the Immortal Sect.

So, after he thought he had explained, he turned cold and said, "This is the disciple registration area. No one is allowed to disturb us. Please leave as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he deliberately released a pressure towards this group of people.

Liu Feng was already at the Nascent Soul stage, while the people in front of him were at most at the Foundation Establishment stage. Although there were many of them, they could not bridge the huge gap in their cultivation levels.

Soon their hearts sank, fear gripped them, and they didn't even dare to look Liu Feng in the eye.

The thought of retreating only lasted a moment before the middle-aged man gritted his teeth fiercely, "We came here because of our trust in the Xianlai Sect, never expecting that my son would lose his life because of it! We've been safe and sound all the way, and we only touched that bowl of your medicinal soup. If you don't acknowledge it, then we won't leave here, so that others can see the true face of the Xianlai Sect!"

"That's right, pay with my nephew's life!"

"Trying to renege on your debt? Bah! What a pathetic sect!"

"How can so many people be so desperate to get into such a lousy sect? Are they blind?!"

"Ha, even if they get in, they'll regret it. My son's today is their tomorrow!"

The group of people also spoke excitedly one by one, pointing and gesturing at the disciples who were queuing up.

Liu Feng frowned and looked around. He found that some people were indeed affected by these words. After their eyes flickered, they chose to leave the queue.

That's alright. The Immortal Sect doesn't think much of such wavering people. It's good that he left; there's nothing to regret.

However, the Immortal Sect cannot afford such a stain. There will always be some people who are not clear-headed and believe the rumors. If the Immortal Sect's reputation is tarnished, it will be very difficult to make amends.

Liu Feng gave Lu Lai a look, signaling her to step forward, and the two of them chased the group away.

If the soft approach doesn't work, then the hard approach will. Everything that needs to be said has already been said; there's no point in repeating the same old things.

But just then, someone came out of the mountain gate.

The person who arrived was neither Chen Lan nor Mo Jiuwei, but a refined-looking male cultivator dressed in white.

"Is this the Zheng Kaiyang who supposedly died from poisoning after taking the medicinal soup?"

The man walked up to the corpse, examined it for a while, and then asked a question.

“Indeed, and who are you?” Zheng Kaiyang’s father, Zheng Shu, asked him.

"My name is Meng Sheng," the white-robed male cultivator said calmly.

Who is Meng Sheng? Could he be someone from the Immortal Sect?

Just as Zheng Shu was about to ask a question, he heard someone exclaim in surprise—

"Meng Sheng? Is he a high-level alchemist, Senior Meng?"

The speaker was a female cultivator who was standing by the roadside watching. She was very surprised and stared intently at Meng Sheng.

"What? A level-one alchemist?"

"Could it be that alchemist Meng Sheng from the Yishui Pavilion?"

"Ah, I've heard of him. He's the alchemist who saved the number one swordsman!"

"The number one sword cultivator? Yi Yang?" After the female cultivator spoke up to remind them, the others gradually realized what was going on.

Meng Sheng smiled upon hearing this, "It's me."

"It really is Master Meng Dan!"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Meng Sheng was once an alchemist at Yishui Pavilion, specializing in treating people's illnesses, and he had a considerable reputation.

The thing that made him famous the most was that Yi Yang, the number one swordsman, had sought his help to treat his injuries. It is said that Yi Yang was seriously injured that time and almost could no longer hold a sword.

Fortunately, Master Meng was a highly skilled physician who promptly concocted a remedy to save Yi Yang, thus preventing him from living with lifelong regret.

only……

Many people did not say what followed in front of Meng Sheng.

Unfortunately, Meng Sheng was unlucky and seemed to have been harmed by a villain, resulting in severe damage to his dantian, which rendered him unable to refine pills anymore.

After the incident, Master Meng sought help from many other alchemists, but this level of injury was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even though he had many friends at the Earthly Rank, they were all helpless in treating the injury to his dantian.

He even sought out a top-tier alchemist for treatment, which lasted for a period of time, but with little effect.

After that, Meng Sheng gave up, left Yishui Pavilion, and disappeared without a trace.

I never expected him to appear at the Immortal Sect!
"Everyone, I have also drunk a bowl of the medicinal soup from the Immortal Sect. It is full of tonics and contains no poison. It will be beneficial and harmless to anyone who drinks it, and there is absolutely no possibility of poisoning."

Meng Sheng looked around and explained loudly, "This person brought a corpse over and immediately started to smear the Xianlai Sect, insisting that it was related to the Xianlai Sect's medicinal soup. It seems that other sects are jealous of the Xianlai Sect's success and deliberately came to smear it. Their intentions are despicable."

If someone from the Xianlai Sect were to explain, those present might not listen.

But Meng Sheng was renowned and was a top-tier alchemist, which made him a person of considerable status.

If you say he's lying for the Xianlai Sect, then people don't really believe it.

Immediately, everyone glared angrily at Zheng Shu and the others.

"Bah! They're actually sent by another sect to slander the Immortal Sect! Shameless!"

"Exactly, they even came up with such a despicable trick!"

"Speak quickly, whose people are you? Who sent you?"

"This is outrageous! How dare they smear the Immortal Sect like this? Do they not respect our Purple Leaf City at all!"

Some residents of Purple Leaf City couldn't take it anymore.

What's going on? They finally have a promising sect in the city, which is likely to grow into a major sect in the future. How come someone is trying to sabotage them as soon as they start accepting disciples?
shameless!

Since the Immortal Sect gained fame, the people of Purple Leaf City have tasted the benefits and are proud of it. Naturally, they do not want to see the Immortal Sect being smeared.

"You, you're all on the same side, of course you'll speak up for them!"

Zheng Shu's expression changed, and he panicked a little, but he still gritted his teeth and accused Meng Sheng.

Meng Sheng scoffed, "Although I have joined the Immortal Sect, I would not lie about such a matter and ruin my reputation."

After speaking, he didn't linger. He turned around and returned to the mountain gate, leaving only his white-clad figure slowly disappearing from sight.

"Get out of here!" Liu Feng snapped.

Even though Zheng Shu was unwilling to accept it, he knew that the situation was hopeless and that staying would only lead to more scolding. So he hurriedly collected the body and left with his men.