I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property
Chapter 1743 - 1247: What a Coincidence—I Didn’t Plan to Let You Off, Either
"Shen Bao Capsule?"
Upon hearing about these four people, both Hong He and Mu Yifeng's expressions changed, and even Hong Yang and Mu Xiang's faces dropped significantly.
Although Zhang Menglong initially said this thing was poison, so far, a night had passed, and they hadn't felt any discomfort in their bodies.
Not only did they not suffer from pain or physical damage, but even when they woke up this morning, they felt energized, as if they had an endless supply of energy.
It was only when Zhang Menglong spoke that they realized Zhang Menglong didn't give them poison at all; it was actually a tonic!
If they had left with their people earlier, neither Hong Yang nor Mu Xiang would have been affected, and they wouldn't have had to pay any price.
"You were fooling us?" Hong Yang glared angrily at Zhang Menglong. Despite his calm exterior, he spent the whole night on edge, fearing when the poison would suddenly take effect.
As for Mu Xiang, he was almost debilitated with anxiety throughout the night, suffering from low temperatures and mental torment from Zhang Menglong. Even if he returned, he might need psychological treatment for a while.
"So what if I was fooling you?" Zhang Menglong raised a middle finger, "It's considered me 'Love You' that I didn't kill you. I had to scare you to get my losses back."
"You punk, you..." Compared to the two young men, Hong He and Mu Yifeng were even more furious. They, two Dao Realm experts, had been fooled by a young man at the Spiritual Body Realm!
"What, are you still planning to cheat me?" Zhang Menglong quickly hid behind Qi Congyun, "Old man, they are still threatening me?"
"You both, a bet's a bet, it's unsporting to renege now," Qi Congyun said lightly, surprised by Zhang Menglong's cunning in duping two Dao Realm experts.
"Fine, fine, we lost today," Hong He sighed deeply, "Yang, I'll personally train you for the upcoming superpower recruitment. Aim to reach Divine Breath Seventh Grade!"
"Grandpa, rest assured, I'll give it my all. I feel like I've touched the bottleneck, just need a bit more!" Hong Yang understood his grandfather's intentions.
Currently, Zhang Menglong is someone he can't afford to offend. Above Dao Realm, he has Qi Congyun as someone who mastered Nine Nether Sunset Art as a backer. Below Dao Realm, Zhang summoned numerous powerful puppet entities.
But once they enter the superpower trials, his backups might not be usable. At that time, it'll rely on true strength, and Zhang Menglong, in Hong He's view, won't have much arrogance to wield.
Though Zhang Menglong defeated a peak martial artist of Divine Breath Sixth Grade yesterday, most believe he used unsavory methods, and even if it's truly his skill, he's still alone while setting up many rivals.
"Same goes for you," Mu Xiang, although he underestimated his grandson, knew the weight of a Heavenly Pride Order, "I don't expect stellar performance. But find a way to regain what you lost today. Remember, Mu Family blood runs through you."
"I understand, Grandpa!"
"Off you go!" Zhang Menglong waved off the group.
If he encounters them again in the trials, Zhang Menglong will teach them once more what "You can't beat your old man" means.
"Your Excellency's strength is admirable, today I've broadened my horizons," Mu Nanxing bowed to Qi Congyun, "If I have any insights in the future, I'll surely seek you out for guidance."
"Always welcome!" Qi Congyun replied generously.
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"Amazing, in such a scenario, he still retreats unscathed. Just how skilled is he?"
"I dare say, he's the biggest dark horse of this superpower contest."
"Indeed, and who knows how much his ranking on the Heavenly Prides list can rise this time."
"Word just came in, his ranking soared to second place!"
"Second place? My heavens, doesn't that mean as long as he performs normally during trials, he's almost certainly accepted by a superpower?"
"Yes, unless something unexpected happens during trials, such a ranking will surely catch the superpowers' eyes. Can't you tell? That Sunset Sect Elder is really looking after him."
Zhang Menglong's actions incited jealousy and envy from many.
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"Oh, second place now?" Zhang Menglong heard the soft whispers around him, "I thought I'd hit the first place already, a bit regrettable."
Zhang Menglong's eyes darted around before landing on Mu Nanxing.
"Wait a minute!" Just as Mu Nanxing was about to leave, Zhang Menglong called out, "Did I say you can go?"
Mu Nanxing halted his steps, slowly turning, "Anything else?"
"Are you seriously asking me what's up?" Zhang Menglong barraged him with questions, "You're just a bystander, how dare you act against me? Did I provoke you? Did I sleep with your wife or hit your son for you to act on their behalf? What grudge do I have with you?"
"And now you dare turn away and leave? What do you take Gu Tianle for? I have dignity too!"
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"How does he still want to stir trouble? He sent them away and gained as well, why not let it go? Isn't he worried about hassle?"
"But... he makes a fair point, right? The dispute is mainly with the Royal Family and Mu Family, not Mu Nanxing. If I were him, I'd be upset too!"
"What's he planning? Extort him for compensation too?"
"Probably, Gu Tianle is all about money, he might demand compensation."
"See, the drama isn't over yet!"
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Mu Nanxing felt embarrassed by Zhang Menglong's harsh rebuke, understanding his proactive actions would undoubtedly incur Zhang Menglong's resentment.
Perhaps many years later, should Zhang Menglong become a formidable figure, he could recall today's event for revenge. But if that day comes, it's far into the future; who knows what may unfold?
Yet he never imagined Zhang Menglong wouldn't let this slide today.
"Gu Tianle, if it weren't for Elder Qi shielding you, I'd shred you to pieces!" Mu Nanxing didn't hide his animosity, unwilling to stomach being reprimanded by a youth.
"Coincidentally, I didn't plan to let you go either," Zhang Menglong replied, "Although I won't kill you, you won't escape unscathed today."
Zhang Menglong produced a Jade Hairpin, "Old man, I'm invoking my second request now."
"You rascal..." Qi Congyun was amused yet astounded; to him, Zhang's demands seemed like a child's whims rather than strategic choices for the Jade Hairpin's higher purpose.
"What do you need me to do?"
"Beat him up, and make it half-dead!"