The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 571 - 570: Little Confucian Meng Chan

Chapter 571: Chapter 570: Little Confucian Meng Chan

"Mo Yunchui, this trade can be cut off, and don’t even think about having any transactions with the Medicine Pavilion again!"

These words, heard throughout Chunnan Mountain and Mo Family Divine City, echoed far and wide.

"Master?!"

The people in the Medicine Pavilion within the Divine Tower were all shocked and dismayed.

"Take your Brother He with you, and return to the Medicine Pavilion!" Ping Zhenyu was enraged to the extreme.

"Yes, Master!"

Despite their inner turmoil and anxiety, when it came to their Master’s orders, they all complied.

Without any hesitation, they carried He Li’an on their backs and followed Ping Zhenyu, swiftly leaving the Divine Tower.

As they left, the entire Chunnan Mountain was in an uproar.

"What’s going on, the Medicine Pavilion has fallen out with the Mo family?!"

"That shouldn’t be right; why would they fall out at this critical juncture? What happened?"

"No wonder there was a surge of aura before, so it was that Refiner Dragon Mr. Ping’s!"

"..."

For a time, there was a buzz of discussion within Chunnan Mountain.

Even the prodigies from various places in East Desolate at Yingchun Pavilion had heard that voice, and they were all astounded.

No one had anticipated such a turn of events.

It was truly unexpected.

However,

Those young cultivators who had witnessed He Li’an being knocked down by Ye Xuan with a single punch sensed something amiss.

They always felt this matter wasn’t so straightforward.

Maybe it was really related to this incident.

After all, they had seen it very clearly, that punch had almost smashed He Li’an into a near-death state.

And that Refiner Dragon Mr. Ping, being He Li’an’s Master, seemed justifiably angry.

It’s just that... who was it that made the Refiner Dragon Mr. Ping fall out with the Mo family?

And there’s also...

Why did the Refiner Dragon say... Mo Yunchui?!

Instead of Mo Yunli?!

Could it be...

In an instant, everyone seemed to guess something.

The succession ceremony of the Mo family today had certainly undergone a huge change.

Linking this to the terrifying fluctuations that occurred within the Mo Family Divine City yesterday.

All these signs pointed to various possibilities.

At this moment,

Within the Mo Family Divine City,

Mo Long had been reporting back to Mo Yunchui.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the loud roar of the Refiner Dragon Mr. Ping, Ping Zhenyu.

Mo Long was startled and looked up at Mo Yunchui, "Family Head..."

Mo Yunchui’s expression was calm, and with a sneer that was not quite a smile, he said, "He liked to seek trouble on his own, it was already good enough that Mr. Ye did not kill him, and he still thinks he’s been wronged?"

"Forget it, let him go. As for what he said about not allowing the Medicine Pavilion to trade with my Mo family again?"

"That’s utterly nonsensical. Is the great Medicine Pavilion under his, the Refiner Dragon’s, command alone?"

"Furthermore..."

"Mo Long, notify everyone that the succession ceremony for the Family Head of the Mo family is starting. Let all the Dao friends who have arrived at Chunnan Mountain enter the Mo Family Divine City for the ceremony."

"Yes, Family Head!" Mo Long respectfully took the command and went to announce it.

After Mo Long left, Mo Yunchui squinted and muttered to himself, "Ping Zhenyu, oh Ping Zhenyu, do you really think you can refine a dragon just because they call you Refiner Dragon Mr. Ping? Mr. Ye is a True Dragon who could annihilate heaven and earth with a mere raise of his hand, what are you in comparison..."

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Ye Xuan was strolling alone in Yingchun Pavilion when he came across a little girl.

The girl was young, around seven or eight years old, with her hair in pigtails, looking adorably chubby.

The little girl sat in a pavilion by herself, with no one else coming to this spot, passersby were somewhat curious or even afraid.

Some would point and whisper a few words before hurriedly leaving.

Ye Xuan, however, did not hesitate to enter the pavilion, hands in his pockets, gazing out over Yingchun Lake.

"You’re quite impressive, being able to disable He Li’an from the Medicine Pavilion with a single punch."

The little girl suddenly turned her head, looked at Ye Xuan, and commented with an air of maturity beyond her years.

"However..."

"That group of old men in the Medicine Pavilion is very pedantic. Take that angry old man just now, named Ping Zhenyu, known as Refiner Dragon Mr. Ping, particularly protective of his own. You’ve messed with his disciple, he’s not going to let you off easily."

"Oh."

"I forgot you’re Mr. Ye, the one who relieved Mo Yunchui of the Dao injury. It seems Mo Yunchui might have taken back his position as Family Head."

The little girl seemed to be talking to herself alone, but from her words, one could tell that she knew a lot.

Ye Xuan had his hands in his pockets, enjoying the spring breeze coming from the surface of Yingchun Lake, letting his hair fly about as he slowly began to speak.

However, as Ye Xuan spoke, a gust of wind suddenly picked up, drowning out his voice.

The little girl beside him stared intently at Ye Xuan, with an expression of facing a formidable enemy surfacing on her originally cute and chubby face.

"Who are you?!" The little girl fixed her gaze on Ye Xuan and asked in a deep voice as a thread of murderous intent circled nearby, seeming as if she would pounce on Ye Xuan at any moment.

"My name is Ye Xuan." Ye Xuan smiled indifferently.

"Ye Xuan..." The little girl repeated, leaning her small body slightly backward as if finding a comfortable position for herself, but the wariness in her eyes didn’t relax at all as she spoke softly, "Are you also...?"

"I am and I am not." Ye Xuan smiled.

"I am and I am not?" The little girl furrowed her brows.

"What’s your name?" Ye Xuan asked.

"Meng Chan." The little girl responded.

"From the Meng Family?" Ye Xuan gave the girl who called herself Meng Chan a thoughtful look.

Little Meng Chan nodded slightly, adopting an adult-like demeanor as she raised an eyebrow at Ye Xuan, "Are you a descendant of Ye Changsheng?"

"It seems you know quite a bit." Ye Xuan’s expression was odd.

Little Meng Chan gave Ye Xuan a sidelong glance, speaking with a mature air, "Don’t brag about it. In this East Desolate, let alone the five great domains of Daozhou, there’s nothing unknown to me in the past five hundred million years."

"Don’t hide and protect yourself; I know who you are. It was you who cultivated the primordial Hongmeng Heaven, wasn’t it? The Divine Divination Sect has made their predictions; you are indeed a person from the Eternal Mountain Ye Family."

"Isn’t the Eternal Mountain Ye Family created by the Demon Emperor Ye Changsheng, known as Ye Bugu?"

Little Meng Chan spoke with a trace of pride.

The Demon Emperor Ye Bugu was in fact Ye Bugu himself.

Ye Xuan’s foster son.

Of course, these were not things that Meng Chan could know.

Hearing Meng Chan’s words, Ye Xuan chuckled and said, "You do know a lot, it looks like you’ve read quite a bit."

Meng Chan rolled her eyes and responded, not particularly pleased, "At the very least, my Meng Family is a part of the great Confucian lineage; it’s not strange to know these things."

"No, that’s all knowledge I found out by myself!"

Little Meng Chan suddenly realized and quickly corrected herself.

Ye Xuan neither confirmed nor denied this and did not continue to pursue the matter, instead gesturing for Little Meng Chan to come closer with a wave of his hand.

However, Little Meng Chan’s body lit up with golden characters surrounding her as if she was on high alert, "What do you intend to do?" she looked at Ye Xuan warily.

Ye Xuan looked at the golden characters surrounding Little Meng Chan, laughing, "Without rules, there can be no squares and circles. It seems your Soldier Disintegration is quite successful."

The Confucian True Words state: Without rules, there can be no squares and circles.

A Confucian Cultivator who had reached such a realm would definitely not be ordinary!

And those golden characters around Little Meng Chan were indeed the manifestation of these rules and circles.

Meng Chan remained vigilant, saying sharply, "Knowing is good. Within my ’rules and circles,’ even a Great Cultivator from the Saint Realm shouldn’t think about touching me in the slightest."

"Eh?!"

But in the next moment, Little Meng Chan was dumbfounded.

Because Ye Xuan not only pierced through her rules and circles but also placed a hand on her Heavenly Gate!

Little Meng Chan felt her scalp explode, and instinctively wanted to burst out with her Essence Blood to escape the predicament.

"Don’t move." Ye Xuan, however, softly uttered two words.

As if containing some bizarre power, they completely immobilized her.

At that moment, Meng Chan’s heart was covered in fear.

This guy!

How is this possible?!

To ordinary people, she might seem like a seven or eight-year-old girl, but she knew herself that she was not a little girl, but a supreme powerhouse who had undergone Soldier Disintegration.

This was also why she had come alone to the Mo Family, as she had absolute confidence and her family was very assured of her.

But now...

She couldn’t help but think of this young man named Ye Xuan, who had spoken of her background as soon as he opened his mouth.

This Ye Xuan, his background was even more significant than hers!

"Hm?"

"What are you doing?"

Little Meng Chan suddenly cried out in shock.

"Don’t talk." Ye Xuan commanded softly.

Little Meng Chan quickly focused, receiving that strange force.

At this moment, Little Meng Chan thought of a phrase:

Immortal’s Touch grants everlasting life!

This guy is terrifying!

But why would he help me?

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