Desolate Era: The Ultimate Rogue Cultivator Who Hides Among the Heavens!

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"As long as it's not a dead end, I'll definitely help you."

Upon hearing this, Meng Shi, whose expression had shifted from apprehension to displeasure, was taken aback.

The first half of Han Feiyu's sentence made him think that Han Feiyu had no intention of helping at all, but the second half surprised and moved him.

"Good, good, Brother Han, your words make my trip worthwhile."

Meng Shi smiled, touched and surprised, and assured him, "You know who I am. How could I possibly put either of us in danger?"

"It's called helping out, but it's actually a personal matter for me."

Meng Shi couldn't help but sigh, "Years ago, I offended a junior member of the same clan. At that time, he was still a Xiantian cultivator. Although I wasn't afraid, I applied to be transferred here because his elder was a Wanxiang Zhenren and also a Yinglong Guardian."

Han Feiyu listened quietly; this tactic seemed very familiar.

What follows will likely be a story of fortunes shifting dramatically, with the east bank of the river changing every hundred years and the west bank every hundred years.

"I've been here for over a hundred years, while that person joined the Rift Heaven Sword Sect by chance and is now at the Purple Mansion Perfection stage, but he is highly regarded within the clan," Meng Shi continued.

"News came from the clan a few days ago that Meng Shancheng wants him to take over..."

At this point, Meng Shi's face also showed resentment and anger. "I have worked hard to transform and build Mengshan City for over a hundred years. How could I just hand it over to someone else like this? So I reported it to the authorities."

"Then, the clan gave me two choices."

"Either we fight him, and whoever wins takes over Mengshan City."

"Either capture and kill three demonic beasts or evil cultivators at the Purple Mansion level, and whoever completes it first will take over Mengshan City."

"The referee for both of them was that person's elder, a Dragon Guard at the level of a Myriad Manifestations True Person."

"I'm not confident in fighting him, but I have a lot of faith in you. Your skill in controlling flying swords is truly remarkable; I'm afraid no one in the Purple Mansion can compare to you."

"Furthermore, this competition can only have a maximum of two assistants. Each clan will also send one Innate Perfection being to accompany and record the proceedings. Behind those two Innate beings are Myriad Manifestation True Persons, all to ensure fairness..."

Meng Shi recounted the entire story in one breath, looking earnestly at Han Feiyu, "Brother Han, please help me!"

"Brother Meng, it's just a prefecture city, why do we need to have True Man of Myriad Manifestations as the referee, innate beings following and recording, and even Purple Mansion cultivators testing us? Is it really necessary to make it so complicated?" Han Feiyu felt that the Meng family's higher-ups really didn't mind the trouble at all.

The private affairs of two Purple Mansion cultivators have actually involved so much manpower and resources.

Even the Yinglong Guards are so free?

"Sigh." Meng Shi sighed softly, "Brother Han, you don't understand. This is the best result I could get. Otherwise, with a Wanxiang Zhenren elder from the Yinglong Guard, would I still be standing here talking to you?"

"The larger the family, the more troubles they have."

"You know the influence of the Yinglong Guard. I was only protected by a senior member of the clan who had some decency. After this, I'll really become a nobody on the margins."

"So what if your Purple Mansion is perfected?"

Meng Shi's expression was somewhat self-deprecating. "The Meng family doesn't need another Purple Mansion cultivator at all."

"Tsk tsk."

After listening, Han Feiyu shook his head and looked at Meng Shi with a smile, "Brother Meng, I really sympathize with you. The rules of large families are so cruel. It's better for us independent cultivators."

"What a load of rubbish about rogue cultivators! They're even worse off than me." Meng Shi also looked up at Han Feiyu, but it was just a thought in his mind; he still needed Han Feiyu's help.

I'd rather not be a dog than a rogue cultivator!

Meng Shi looked at Han Feiyu and said with a self-deprecating smile, "Don't just pity me, why don't you agree or not?"

"I agree." Han Feiyu smiled faintly.

"Good, good, I knew you were a loyal friend, Brother Han." Meng Shi smiled with delight, and then immediately controlled the cyan flying sword to float in front of Han Feiyu. "Take this flying sword. If things go well, I will give you a reward."

Meng Shi came to see Han Feiyu, but he was actually quite confident.

However, the task of potentially offending a Myriad Manifestations True Person who is also a member of the Yinglong Guard is highly unpredictable. For a rogue cultivator like Han Feiyu, the best thing to do is to protect himself...

Meng Shi was prepared for both failure and success, but thankfully, Han Feiyu agreed.

"Then I'll accept it."

"I'm the one who got the better deal, Brother Han," Meng Shi said with a smile.

Han Feiyu probed with his magical power and instantly refined the low-grade human-level magic weapon flying sword. As expected, Han Feiyu then asked, "Brother Meng, when will your competition begin?"

"In half a month," Meng Shi said earnestly.

"Alright." Han Feiyu nodded and said calmly, "I also need to go into seclusion for the next half month to familiarize myself with this flying sword. Brother Meng, please let me know in advance."

"Hmm." Meng Shi also showed a hint of relief, and his gaze couldn't help but turn to Bai Ling and Lan Xiaodie in the distance.

My thoughts shifted.

He turned back to Han Feiyu and smiled, "Brother Han, I'll give Bai Ling to you..."

"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Han Feiyu was taken aback, then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, his hands unconsciously resting casually behind his neck, and he lazily half-reclined, looking at Lan Xiaodie and Bai Ling.

Meng Shi saw it clearly and chuckled inwardly, "This kid really is a lecherous lazybones."

"Brother Han is willing to do me such a big favor, so what is a little bit? It's settled then."

Meng Shi offered a compliment and then called out to Bai Ling, "Bai Ling, come here!"

"Um?"

Bai Ling was taken aback, exchanged a glance with Lan Xiaodie, and then came to stand in front of Meng Shi and Han Feiyu.

Han Feiyu smiled and glanced at Lan Xiaodie again.

Lan Xiaodie met Han Feiyu's smile and wondered, "Why is Young Master suddenly smiling so happily?"

"Bai Ling".

Meng Shi began to give instructions, his worried expression gone, replaced by a smile as he said, "From now on, you will follow Brother Han. I see that you and Xiao Die are very close, so I'll take this opportunity to fulfill your wish. Besides, following Brother Han is much better than following me."

"Lord of the City..." Bai Ling looked at Meng Shi.

"No need for further explanation, it's settled then." Meng Shi interrupted Bai Ling before she could ask anything, then stood up and looked at the two of them. "From now on, stay close to Brother Han. I'm leaving."

Wow.

The flying sword has been drawn.

Bai Ling didn't ask any more questions, but her gaze instantly shifted to Han Feiyu.

With a whoosh, Meng Shi stepped onto his flying sword, nodded solemnly to Han Feiyu, and said, "Brother Han, let's go."

"Don't worry."

Han Feiyu smiled and nodded, but did not get up.

call out--

The flying sword instantly soared away.

Meng Shi's figure quickly disappeared from Bai Ling's sight.

"Young Master, what's wrong with her?" At this moment, Lan Xiaodie also walked over and looked at Bai Ling beside her.

Bai Ling paused for a moment, then quickly recovered, her gaze sharpening as she looked at Han Feiyu.

Han Feiyu looked at the two of them, his gaze sweeping back and forth, and then smiled faintly, "From now on, you two are on our side."