The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 233 Meng Family Celebration
In a remote room in Fangshi.

In the dim light, Xuan Ji was lying on the bed.

The blood-colored Buddhist beads that were originally worn on his hand, for some reason, suddenly emitted a powerful restrictive force an hour ago, imprisoning him in place, unable to move.

Xuan Ji's breathing was rapid and disordered, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was trying hard to break free from the restraints of the Buddhist beads.

As time passed, the blood light on the Buddhist beads gradually faded.

Finally - with a "snap", the Buddhist beads broke and rolled all over the floor.

Xuan Ji took a deep breath, collected the scattered Buddhist beads, pushed the door open, and hurried to the trade fair.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I heard bursts of exclamations and discussions.

Xuan Ji suppressed his inner uneasiness, carefully distinguished the sounds, and soon caught the content he least wanted to hear.

"Have you heard? The elders of the Jinyun Sect and Tianlei Sect went on a killing spree at the exchange meeting held by the Blood Dao Saint, slaughtering thousands of people!"

"Yeah, I don't know what happened, but they suddenly started fighting. The usually high-ranking foundation-building cultivators were crushed to death like grass!"

"It's horrible! This isn't an exchange meeting at all. It's a massacre!"

Xuan Ji’s face turned pale instantly, and his blood seemed to have solidified.

He clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug deep into his flesh.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.

The most important thing now is to find Meng Wan. He must find her as soon as possible and find out what she is doing.

Just then, a voice sounded behind him.

"Xuan Ji?"

Xuan Ji turned around suddenly and saw Qing Yu and Li Potian standing behind him.

Seeing Xuan Ji alone, they both seemed a little surprised.

"Xuan Ji, where are you going? Why don't you see Junior Sister Meng?"

Qingyu asked first, with a hint of concern in his tone.

Li Potian also asked, "Yes, where is Meng Wan? We heard that something unexpected happened at the exchange meeting. What happened?"

Xuan Ji shook his head, ignored the two of them, and turned to walk towards the depths of the market.

"Xuan Ji! Wait a minute!"

Li Potian felt unhappy when he saw Xuan Ji ignoring them, and hurriedly chased after him.

Qingyu followed closely behind. He always felt that something big was happening.

Xuan Ji moved quickly through the market town, scanning the crowd around him, trying to find Meng Wan.

However, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any trace of Meng Wan.

she left.

She didn't trust herself, so she abandoned herself and acted alone.

This thought made Xuan Ji a little stunned.

He couldn't help but stand there in a daze, wondering, what choice would he make if he knew Meng Wan's plan in advance?
Should I stop her or help her become stronger?

A trace of confusion flashed across Xuan Ji's eyes.

Those were thousands of lives lost, yet she convicted and sentenced them so hastily without any trial.

No, she never convicted anyone else. The only one she wanted to convict was him from beginning to end.

Xuan Ji seemed to understand why she left him.

After all, we have different paths.

Xuan Ji closed his eyes, stopped following Meng Wan's footsteps, and turned away.

At the same time, Meng Wan was riding a small flying boat, speeding towards Qingsha County.

The wind whistled past her ears, blowing her long hair. She sat cross-legged on the flying boat, with a pot of spirit wine and two white jade wine glasses in front of her.

One of them was filled with clear wine, exuding a light fruity aroma.

Meng Wan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The clear wine slid down her throat, bringing a slightly cool touch.

Thinking about what was about to happen, she felt particularly happy and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

A few days later, Qingsha County.

The Meng family mansion was decorated with lights and colors, creating a festive and peaceful scene.

Today is the Meng family's once-in-a-decade celebration. All the members of the clan who were away have returned to participate in this grand celebration.

The mansion was bustling with people.

"The Meng family has really prospered over the years."

"That's right. I heard that they have cultivated a few good seedlings. In time, they will be able to produce a few more foundation-building monks who can take on important responsibilities."

The ceremony was about to begin and the atmosphere became more lively.

The guests, dressed in gorgeous clothes, gathered in Mengjia Square, toasting each other and chatting and laughing.

On the high platform in the center of the square, there was a thick red carpet, with statues of rare and exotic animals placed on both sides, demonstrating the Meng family's strong financial strength.

The head of the Meng family, Meng Qingzhu, was wearing a golden brocade robe and walked up to the platform with a beaming face.

He cleared his throat, and his loud voice echoed throughout the square.

“Today is a grand event for our Meng family and also for Qingsha County.

Thank you all for coming to our Meng family’s once-in-a-decade celebration…”

Meng Qingzhu talked incessantly about the brilliant achievements of the Meng family in recent years, and the audience applauded loudly, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Meng Qingsong stood in the crowd, listening to the cheers around him, but for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

His eyelids have been twitching since he woke up this morning, giving him a bad feeling.

However, today is a good day for his Meng family. All the clan members are gathered together and the ancestor has also come out of seclusion. What can happen?
Meng Qingsong forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, hugged his twin children tightly in his arms, and continued to look at his brother on the platform.

"Next, please invite the ancestor to come on stage and commend the tribesmen who have performed outstandingly."

As Meng Qingzhu finished speaking, an old man of the Meng family with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a plain Taoist robe, slowly walked onto the platform.

The noise in the square gradually subsided, and people's eyes were focused on the highly respected Jindan ancestor. The atmosphere gradually became tense and solemn.

The ancestor of the Meng family stroked his beard and was about to speak, but suddenly he felt dazed and the world in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

But in just a blink of an eye, the feeling of trance disappeared and the scene in front of him returned to normal.

The Meng family's ancestor was filled with alarm.

He had clearly felt something strange just now, as if some force was interfering with his perception.

As a Jindan cultivator, his feeling cannot be wrong!
The ancestor of the Meng family remained silent, carefully observing the world around him.

The tribesmen below seemed no different.

Their expressions were fanatical and pious, waiting for him to speak.

The guests were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had decent smiles on their faces, and there was nothing unusual about them.

No—something was terribly wrong!

The ancestor of the Meng family suddenly realized that this strange silence was abnormal in itself!
Fine beads of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and the fear in his heart grew wildly like vines.

Without caring about his face, the ancestor of the Meng family hurriedly bowed and spoke to the void.

"I wonder which Taoist friend is visiting here? I apologize for not welcoming you in person!

Today is the Meng family celebration, so please don't joke around for the sake of the Meng family and Jinyun Sect."

(End of this chapter)