Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 266 One Careless Move and He's Gone (Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Additional Subscriptions!)
Inside a magnificent mansion in Chongyun Town.

Light footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and no beard strolled through the garden. He stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an extraordinary aura. There were faint, intimidating runes flowing in his eyes, clearly indicating that he was a powerful cultivator.

His name is Yu Meng, and he comes from the Yu Clan, a powerful and influential family in the Stone Kingdom, second only to the Stone Clan.

Although this person is only from a collateral branch, he is extremely capable and has good talent in cultivation, and is highly appreciated by the higher-ups of the Rain Clan.

My visit to Chongyun Town is on the orders of the clan elder to inspect the western frontier, as the area contains some of the Rain Clan's industries, such as rare metal mines and tributes of exotic birds and animals.

"Is everything done?"

Yu Meng stood on a stone arch bridge in the garden, looking at a group of purple-scaled fish in the water, and asked a man dressed as a butler beside her.

The other party was very respectful, raising a tray in his hand on which were eight rings, and said obsequiously, "Your Excellency, these seven Qiankun Rings contain the profits from various industries of our clan in the Western Frontier. Please take a look, Your Excellency. In addition..."

There were clearly eight rings on the tray, but the steward only said seven. The whereabouts of the extra one is self-evident.

"Yeah, well done."

Yu Meng's lips curled slightly, and with a wave of her hand, she swept all the rings off the tray. Then, as if remembering something, she casually asked a question.

"By the way, is there any news from that village?"

"No, it seems that the couple has never returned since they left."

The manager responded cautiously, as if afraid of offending the important figure before him.

"seem?"

Yu Meng glanced at the steward, a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"Absolutely not! I'd stake my life on it!"

The man in charge was immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly knelt down and made a promise.

"Your life? Ha! If this matter goes wrong, not only you, but I will have to pay with my life!"

Yu Meng sneered, recalling the incident five years ago, a hint of hostility appearing on her face: "Remember, Shi Ziling is a troublesome person. The clan doesn't trust him, and whether he's alive or dead, they don't want him to appear again... So, we need to pay more attention to the matter of that manor in the future, and report any disturbances immediately."

"Yes! I understand, and I will certainly live up to the expectations of my family and you, sir!"

As the manager was saying this, he suddenly thought of something and said in a low voice.

"Sir, there's something else. In recent years, several old men in that manor have passed away one after another, and the last one has fallen ill. If nothing unexpected happens, that little brat will soon be left without anyone to protect him. Should we..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of reaching out to slit his own throat.

"Don't do anything reckless. No matter how dilapidated that place is, it has special significance. If we cause any trouble, neither of us can afford the consequences."

The middle-aged man warned, but his eyes gleamed slightly as he looked at the manager.

Having served as a servant for decades, the steward was most adept at reading people's expressions and immediately understood, his voice becoming even softer.

"Please rest assured, sir. This child may accidentally fall into a well, fall down a mountain, or be attacked and killed by a bird of prey in the future. It will be an accident, and there will be no trace or flaw."

"Don't try to be clever!"

The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely, a displeased smile curving his lips.

"Your words are correct!"

The manager quickly bowed and dared not offer any rebuttal.

"boom----!!!"

Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly rang out from outside. Yu Meng swayed slightly but regained her balance, while the steward fell flat on his face, almost tumbling off the stone arch bridge. Both men looked on with surprise and uncertainty, especially the former, who had already sensed someone had broken into the mansion but still couldn't quite believe it.

You must know, this is the Rain Clan's stronghold in Chongyun Town. Who would be so audacious as to force their way in? Are they really courting death?

Just as I was thinking this, a whooshing sound came from ahead.

Yu Meng was surprised and subconsciously used her cultivation to defend herself. Then she saw a dark shadow fly past her like a cannonball and crash heavily into the artificial mountain dozens of meters away.

Turning my head, I saw a mangled figure lying amidst the ruins of the shattered artificial hill. Its entire chest was caved inward, and broken bone spurs were clearly visible protruding, indicating that it had been smashed apart by sheer force.

Yu Meng recognized this person; he was a guard she had brought from the Yu Clan. He had been cultivating at the Cave Heaven Realm for many years and also practiced body-building techniques, making his defense extremely strong.

To be able to beat him into this state with brute force, one cannot be considered weak even in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Blood transfusion, grotto-heaven, spirit transformation, inscription, array formation, venerable one... This is the cultivation path that beings in the lower realms can know, like a pyramid, layer upon layer, difficult to surpass.

Yu Meng is a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, and has already completed the third stage. She is nurturing her spirit within her own cave and has recently begun to try inscribing runes within her body.

If successful, he would possess combat power at the level of a king or marquis, making him a high-ranking member of the Rain Clan.

Therefore, although he was attacked, he was not too panicked. He just focused on looking ahead, wanting to see who the attacker was who was so audacious.

Then... his pupils suddenly contracted.

In the smoke and dust, a figure kept getting longer and bigger, but after he walked out, he became extremely short, looking only the height of a five or six-year-old child.

No! It doesn't just look like a five or six-year-old child.

When Yu Meng saw the other person's appearance clearly, her heart trembled violently.

Although he was different from the sallow-faced, emaciated child in the portrait, his eyebrows and facial features were clearly cut from the same mold. This was the child hidden in the second ancestral land.

But... how is that possible?!
Didn't they say he was only six years old? How could he possibly possess such strength? Even if he started cultivating from the womb, it shouldn't be this exaggerated.

There must be something wrong here. There are other experts around, just hiding in the shadows... That's right! That must be it. We can't scare him!

"No need to guess, I killed that person."

As Wu Xian spoke, he walked towards the stone arch bridge: "I originally just came to collect a debt, but I didn't expect to have such an unexpected surprise... Yu Meng of the Rain Clan, right? Go back and tell Shi Yi that a thief is still a thief, and it's time to return some things to their rightful owners."

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

Upon hearing Wu Xian's words and his arrogant attitude, Yu Meng's face immediately flushed red.

In an instant, six grotto-heavens appeared behind him, and from them flew out the phantom images of several ferocious beasts, preparing to unleash their full power to kill the child that the family's higher-ups wanted to eliminate as soon as possible.

Boom!
The fist swept across with overwhelming force, rampaging and unstoppable, directly shattering the spirit body and the cave heaven, and descending upon Yu Meng's physical body, crushing all his meridians and acupoints, leaving him lying on the ground as if his bones had been removed, instantly lifeless.

As for the steward standing next to him, he had long since turned to ashes, which were scattered everywhere.

"...Never mind, I'll just talk to him myself."

Looking down at his fist, Wu Xian shook his head with a hint of helplessness.

Having power without cultivation is ultimately a bit troublesome. You might not even have a chance to utter a sound before accidentally eliminating your enemy, which is not good.

It's decided. I'll start cultivating, beginning with breaking through to the Blood Transformation Realm!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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