Chapter 41

The task of capturing the dual-headed wind-thunder python in the Leichi area ranks seventh on the difficulty chart, two places higher than the task at Lingyin Hall.

Wang Meng smiled, "Lucky, what’s the reward for this task?"

Ma Tian’er finally came to her senses, "This, this was issued by Elder Zhou of the Holy Hall. We need to deliver this inner core to the main hall to find out. But as long as Elder Zhou is satisfied, it won’t be bad."

"I see. If it takes time, use a jade bottle to store it, and put in a whole fish scale grass, plus three slices of snow ginseng, no more and no less," Wang Meng said.

Ma Tian’er nodded seriously, "Don’t worry!"

"Then I’ll leave it to you. Let me know if there’s any news."

"Yes, Senior Brother!" Ma Tian’er was incredibly excited. Wang Meng had entrusted such an important item to her so casually, which was the greatest trust he could show!

She decided to personally deliver the inner core to the main hall.

After Wang Meng left, the women immediately burst into a flurry of chatter, surrounding Ma Tian’er and staring intently at the inner core.

"Heavens, it’s so big! I’ve never seen such a large inner core in my life!"

"Right, could this be the monster in our Leichi? I heard the elders couldn’t do anything about it. This thing is incredibly cunning; it hides when it encounters something strong and hunts when it encounters something weak!"

The women couldn’t figure it out. They all wanted to ask, but casually inquiring about someone else’s secrets was considered very impolite in the Holy Hall, even for a master to ask a disciple.

Luck?

Is there such luck? Whoever killed the wind-thunder python, a monster of such importance, wouldn’t just let the inner core go. And this guy doesn’t seem to have the capability to get such a lucky break.

Wang Meng actually did get lucky this time. The fierce battle he had prepared for didn’t happen.

He then collected two bags of spirit grain seeds, planning to cultivate more land to serve as food for Lingxi.

When Lingxi was not in combat mode, it looked like a regular low-level spirit beast, not particularly noticeable, but it was quite strong.

With this helper, Wang Meng took on the role of supervisor, letting Little Stupid work hard to provide for itself.

Lingxi worked much faster than Wang Meng. It plowed the land with its horn, moving back and forth with a rumbling sound, and it seemed to enjoy the work.

Wang Meng’s job was to sprinkle the seeds and then use the Wind Cloud Technique to water them.

He entrusted the task of guarding the spirit field to Lingxi and returned to Leiguang Hall. This back-and-forth had taken more than half a month, and he imagined that Zhang Xiaojiang had finished his business.

Upon hearing that Wang Meng had returned, Hu Jing and Zhang Xiaojiang rushed over, meeting as usual at Hu Jing’s place, which was clean and cozy.

Wang Meng’s place was too simple, and Zhang Xiaopang’s… it was a pigsty.

"Brother Meng, you’re finally back!" Zhang Xiaopang quickly took out ten medium-grade spirit stones and ninety low-grade spirit stones, "And there’s a thousand Holy Hall contribution points. Brother Meng, we’re rich!"

Wang Meng smiled, "What did Lingyin Hall say?"

"Haha, it was spectacular. When they heard I had arrived, Li Tianyi, Mingren, and over a dozen of Lingyin Hall’s strongest disciples were all there. You can’t imagine how impressive the scene was. I gritted my teeth, took a deep breath, and walked in with my head held high. For the first time in my life, I felt so dignified and grand!"

"Zhang Xiaopang, get to the point!" Hu Jing couldn’t help but laugh. In the days Wang Meng was away, Zhang Xiaopang had been repeating this story over and over, to the point where Hu Jing could recite it by heart.

"Hehe, Li Tianyi recognized me right away. You can’t imagine the looks on their faces when they confirmed it was me. They looked like they wanted to strip me naked. I held my ground, not intimidated by the scene. What a joke, they were all my defeated opponents; why should I be afraid!"

Hu Jing couldn’t help but laugh, knowing how much Zhang Xiaojiang had been holding back. It was a proud moment for him, and it was already quite commendable for him to have restrained himself.

"Go on." Wang Meng was patient. This was Zhang Xiaopang’s only pursuit and pleasure. It would be inhumane to deprive him of it.

"At that moment, facing their sharp gazes, I remained calm, a faint sneer on my lips!"

"Probably you were scared stiff."

"Jing, we may be close, but if you slander me like this, I’ll demand compensation!"

Zhang Xiaopang said proudly, "When they asked about you, I told them we’d meet at the grand competition in two years, and that I was there to collect the task reward. They were all stunned. Seriously, do experts not eat? Do they not need money?"

"They didn’t agree so easily, did they?"

"Brother Meng, you’re wise. This large reward was a significant amount for Lingyin Hall. They were heartbroken. But Li Tianyi and Mingren didn’t say anything, especially Mingren. Though he’s an opponent, I felt he had a certain gentlemanly air. Mingren said I could take the reward, but he wanted a reason. That’s when it got intense!"

Zhang Xiaopang immediately became serious, his face showing the demeanor of an expert. "I gave Li Tianyi a glance as light as the wind and said, 'Two years is enough time for you to learn another sword technique.'"

Zhang Xiaopang swallowed, almost spitting out saliva, "When I said that, everyone’s eyes turned red, almost ready to gang up on me. Brother Meng, I was prepared to make a sacrifice, but at that moment, Li Tianyi’s eyes seemed to pop out, staring at me as if he wanted to swallow me. Mingren, yes, Mingren, stopped the others."

"Ha, what did Li Tianyi say?"

"He said, Li Tianyi finally said, 'This is a life-or-death date with you, no backing out!'"

Zhang Xiaojiang said, "Brother Meng, what does 'learn another sword technique' mean? Is it some kind of spell? How could it scare Li Tianyi so much? You don’t know, Mingren even politely escorted me out, making me feel very dignified!"

Wang Meng smiled, "Nothing much. Li Tianyi’s sword technique isn’t complete. This guy is quite formidable. It seems I need to be more careful. Don’t spread this around."

"Don’t worry, I could tell that Li Tianyi wanted to say something but held back. We, the two great figures of the Holy Hall, wouldn’t become famous over such a small matter. Hmph, we’ll see at the grand competition!"

Zhang Xiaojiang was already in character, exuding a sense of authority.

"Zhang Zhenren, if we encounter Lingyin Hall, Mingren is yours. A mere fourth on the individual ranking, it should be no problem," Hu Jing teased.

Zhang Xiaojiang waved his arm high, wanting to boast, but thinking of Mingren’s deep and calm demeanor and the legends of the Holy Hall’s Nine Heroes, Zhang Zhenren wisely held back.

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