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

Meng Wan slowly pulled out the dagger and then drew her sword.

Her swordsmanship is domineering and sharp, her movements are smooth and natural, and each sword contains powerful strength and immortal will.

The three new sword techniques she had learned, namely, Shattering Stars, Breaking Mountains and Destroying Death, were wielded with ease in her hands. When combined with the three previous sword techniques, they produced even more variations.

Teacher Qingyi also became serious.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the battle was difficult to determine.

Meng Wan's swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated, and Teacher Qingyi's attacks became more fierce.

Every confrontation is a clash of absolute power.

After thirty or forty rounds of fierce fighting, Meng Wan was finally at a disadvantage and was knocked back several steps by a palm strike from Master Qingyi.

But there was no trace of frustration in her eyes, but they were full of excitement.

She was actually able to fight with Master Qingyi, who was in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, for thirty or forty rounds.

This was something she had never dared to think about before.

"Not bad, it seems that you have mastered the first six moves."

Teacher Qingyi finished her move, with a hint of appreciation on her face, "Your speed of improvement is really surprising."

After a brief pause, she took out a white jade token from her sleeve and handed it to Meng Wan.

"This is the pass to the Upper House Library. With this token, you can borrow the seventh move of the Heavenly Sword Technique."

Meng Wan took the token with both hands and bowed quickly, "Thank you, Master!"

"After entering the Senate, remember to be cautious, keep a low profile, and avoid causing trouble."

Teacher Qingyi's tone became serious, "Do you understand?"

Meng Wan kept her mentor's advice in mind, thanked him again, and turned to walk towards the upper house.

The sunlight fell on her, outlining her slender and upright figure.

Crossing the boundary that symbolizes identity and status, Meng Wan officially stepped into the territory of the Senate.

The buildings in the upper house are more magnificent and the spiritual energy is more intense. Every blade of grass and every tree exudes a noble atmosphere.

Compared with the simplicity of the lower house, this place is more like an immortal's mansion, with pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted buildings, which is beautiful beyond words.

Meng Wan was wearing the green uniform specially made for the Lower House, which made her particularly eye-catching in the Upper House.

Almost the moment she stepped into this place, a look of contempt swept over her.

"Eh? Isn't that a servant from the House of Commons? Why is he here?"

"Oh, she's pretty, but her cultivation is too low. Could it be that she hooked up with some senior brother to get into the upper courtyard?"

"Come on, with her lowly background, who can she possibly marry? I think she's probably just running errands for her master."

Meng Wan looked calm, looking straight ahead, and turned a deaf ear to the harsh comments.

A slave in the House of Commons?
She is indeed a "slave", but she cannot be a slave all her life.

Meng Wan walked steadily towards the library.

When passing by the preaching hall, Meng Wan noticed that the square outside was crowded with people and noisy sounds were heard one after another.

She glanced toward the center of the group.

In the center of the square, there was a huge heart made of various rare gifts.

Various high-level spiritual fruits, elixirs, and magical instruments emit colorful light, dazzling the eyes.

The air is filled with rich spiritual energy and faint fragrance, which is refreshing.

"Tsk tsk, this is such a grand occasion! I wonder which gentleman is so romantic that he actually used such precious spiritual objects to form a heart. It really makes others envious!"

Someone in the crowd sighed.

"I heard that it was the Seventh Young Master of the Zhou Family, who was planning to show his affection to the daughter of the Wu Family..."

A small voice came from the crowd, as if it was thinking about something, and stopped talking halfway. In the center of the square, next to a huge heart made of rare gifts.

Zhou Yunchuan held a bunch of carefully selected Nine Nether Ice Soul flowers in his hand, with a look of confidence on his face, as if Miss Wu's heart was already in his pocket.

In fact, in his heart, he had already scolded Wu Zhiwei seven or eight times for not giving him face.

Miss Wu did not arrive for a long time, and the crowd began to whisper and talk.

Zhou Yunchuan suppressed his anxiety and smiled calmly, "Maybe Zhiwei was delayed today by something. I'll send someone to invite her right away."

"Brother Zhou, wait a minute. It's really unfortunate today that Miss Wu is out on business and is not in Tiandao Courtyard."

A man in a brocade robe quickly stepped forward to smooth things over and try to save face for Young Master Zhou.

Zhou Yunchuan felt relieved and was about to walk down the stairs when a voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh? Not at Tiandaoyuan? But I heard that Miss Wu did not go out today."

Another man in fancy clothes said in a sarcastic tone, with a mocking smile on his face, as if he was watching a good show.

"Could it be that Brother Zhou is being sentimental and the other party simply doesn't want to come?"

Zhou Yunchuan's face darkened, anger boiling in his heart, but he couldn't vent it, so he could only force a smile.

"How could that be? Miss Wu and I are so in love, why would she not want to come? Maybe she was delayed on the way."

The man in gorgeous clothes sneered when he heard this, without giving any face at all.

"Whether he is unwilling to come or unable to come, we can find out by sending someone to take a look. Why doesn't Master Zhou dare to do so?"

Zhou Yunchuan suppressed his anger and forced a smile, "Why wouldn't I dare? I have already sent people to check, Zhiwei is really not in the courtyard."

"But I clearly saw Miss Wu half an hour ago. Is it possible that she went out on business and has already returned? Let's ask someone to confirm it."

Having said that, without waiting for the other party to refuse, the man in fancy clothes swept his eyes across the entire audience.

He immediately glanced outside the crowd and saw a figure in green court uniform, which made his eyes light up.

"You, come here! The one wearing the uniform of the House of Commons is you!"

Meng Wan was about to walk out of the lecture hall when she was inexplicably pointed out and cursed herself for bad luck.

She walked up to the man in fancy clothes with her head lowered and bowed respectfully.

"I wonder what instructions this young master has?"

"Which family are you from?"

The man in fancy clothes asked casually.

"Master, I am from the side branch of the Wu family."

Meng Wan lowered her head and spoke in a humble tone.

"It's actually someone from the Wu family, that's even better."

The man in fancy clothes smiled even more. "Master Zhou has a gift for Miss Wu. Go run an errand for Master Zhou and see if Wu Zhiwei is willing to come."

"This……"

Meng Wan looked embarrassed and secretly looked at Zhou Yunchuan's expression, and found that his face was already as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What? Don't want to?"

The man in fancy clothes spoke in a deep voice, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"You are just a student from the lower house. Are you sure you want to resist my order?"

"Young ones don't dare."

Meng Wan trembled and shook her head quickly, "I will go and invite the young lady right away."

The man in Chinese clothes nodded with satisfaction and pointed at a few people in the crowd at random.

"She doesn't know the way, so you guys follow her." (End of this chapter)