Chapter 62

"Just a Blood Cultivation Realm, and you dare to reach out to me!"

With a cold snort, Ye Zhen extended his palm, seemingly slow but actually fast, and immediately caught the skinny monkey's hand. With a bit of force, the sound of breaking bones echoed.

Instantly, the skinny monkey screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Let him go!"

"Big Brother Dan!"

"Looking for death!"

The other three patrolmen's faces changed drastically, and they drew their swords and attacked Ye Zhen together.

However, the gap between the True Essence Realm and the Blood Cultivation Realm cannot be bridged by numbers. In the blink of an eye, the four city patrolmen were kicked to the ground by Ye Zhen, groaning in pain.

Inside the Meng family courtyard, the originally expressionless face of Old Lady Meng suddenly lit up when she saw Ye Zhen take down the four men in a few breaths.

"Speak, what's going on? To visit Lady Meng, you even set a time limit?" Ye Zhen demanded, holding the skinny monkey.

"Kid, you're dead! You, a disciple of Qiyun Sect, dare to act wildly in our Lishui Sect's territory, you're dead, dead!" The skinny monkey raged.

"Kid, let him go, we are from Lishui Sect, if you dare to provoke us, you're dead!" The other patrolmen also shouted angrily.

"Idiots!"

Ye Zhen was utterly disdainful of these four fools.

"Am I dead?" A sinister smile appeared on Ye Zhen's lips. "But before I die, I guarantee you'll wish you were dead!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Ye Zhen's hands moved like a blur, striking the skinny monkey rapidly. With each strike, the skinny monkey screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and with each additional strike, his screams grew even more intense, eventually turning into an inhuman roar, his face twisted like a monster.

This was a small technique from the Spirit Snake Pulse Sealing Technique, called the Tendon Sealing Hand. Those who suffer from it feel as if their bones and flesh are separating, and because their blood is sealed, the blood cannot circulate, causing them to feel as if they are being eaten by ants, in excruciating pain.

"There... there... there isn't, we just... to take care of Old Lady Meng... just a routine inquiry..."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen sneered. At this point, the skinny monkey still wanted to deceive him. Did he think Ye Zhen was a fool?

However, Ye Zhen did not press further, just pointing at the skinny monkey's arm, which had turned purplish-black due to the sealed blood flow.

"Don't blame me for not warning you. My unique technique can seal all blood and qi. If it's not released within a quarter of an hour, your hands and legs will wither and die due to the stagnation of blood and qi. At that time, the only way to survive will be to cut off your limbs. Think about it yourself!"

This threat silenced the skinny monkey's continuous screams, and fear spread across his face.

"You think about it, I'll deal with them!" With both hands, Ye Zhen treated the other three patrolmen the same way. But before Ye Zhen could interrogate them further, the skinny monkey confessed.

Because he suddenly realized that his limbs were slowly becoming numb, not just painless, but completely devoid of sensation.

After a quarter of an hour, Ye Zhen, having obtained the answer, threw the four men into the Meng family courtyard, his brows furrowed deeply.

Lishui Sect!

It turned out that Lishui Sect had sent them here to carry out a sect mission, which was to guard the Meng family and prevent others from easily contacting Old Lady Meng.

What shocked Ye Zhen the most was that Lishui Sect had been monitoring the Meng family for six years.

That is, the year after Meng Chuan's death, Lishui Sect began to monitor the Meng family, and even the mute servant was made mute because they had cut his tongue.

For these six years, Qiyun Sect sent disciples to deliver silver to Old Lady Meng every year. However, the disciple who delivered the silver was very cautious, always leaving the silver and taking the receipt without staying a moment longer, so he never noticed the abnormality.

Moreover, the amount of silver delivered each time was always one hundred taels.

"That bastard who delivers the silver, don't let me find out who you are!" Ye Zhen clenched his fists tightly and walked quickly to Old Lady Meng.

"Old Lady, what's going on? Why is Lishui Sect monitoring you, and why do the people in the city dare not mention Hero Meng, or your family?"

When Ye Zhen came from the tavern, he had asked several residents and passersby, but each one said they didn't know. Occasionally, a child pointed the way for Ye Zhen and was immediately slapped by his mother.

"Why?" Old Lady Meng stared deeply at Ye Zhen. "Can I trust you?"

"My home is in Wuan County, and in my home, we also have a longevity tablet for Hero Meng. Before I left, the most frequent thing I did was to offer incense to Hero Meng's longevity tablet," Ye Zhen said.

"Seven years have passed, and the time is near. Lishui Sect can't wait any longer. I can only take a gamble, a gamble on the hearts of the people!"

Old Lady Meng's expression suddenly became distant. "Ye Zhen, do you know about my son Meng Chuan's glorious battle at Yinshan Gorge?"

"I know, it's said he killed over a hundred Southern Barbarian Spirit Practitioners and over a dozen Southern Barbarian Spirit Masters..."

"Wrong, he killed seventy-eight Southern Barbarian Spirit Practitioners, thirteen Southern Barbarian Spirit Masters, two low-grade Earth Rank demonic beasts, and one hundred and seven high-grade Human Rank demonic beasts."

Looking at Old Lady Meng, who recounted the details with pride, Ye Zhen felt a mix of emotions. Her son was a great hero, yet his family was still being monitored.

"Do you think I'm reminiscing?"

Ye Zhen shook his head quickly, and Old Lady Meng continued, "My son Meng Chuan achieved such a glorious victory, do you know at what cultivation level he was at the time?"

Ye Zhen shook his head. This was also a question that had puzzled him.

"Spirit Induction Realm! A Spirit Induction Realm practitioner who could be killed a thousand times by seventy-eight Southern Barbarian Spirit Practitioners and thirteen Southern Barbarian Spirit Masters, yet this ant-like Spirit Induction Realm practitioner killed all seventy-eight Southern Barbarian Spirit Practitioners and thirteen Southern Barbarian Spirit Masters!

Do you believe this incredible achievement?

Are you curious about how my son did it?

Do you want to know?"

Ye Zhen smiled bitterly. To be honest, if Meng Chuan's glorious achievement wasn't nationally recognized, it would be laughed at.

But Meng Chuan really did it. It would be a lie to say Ye Zhen wasn't curious or didn't want to know.

"I definitely want to know." Ye Zhen nodded vigorously. "But the dead are gone, and wanting to know is just a futile effort."

"Yes, the dead are gone, and everything should have been forgotten with the wind. But a strange event on the day my son died made the scoundrels of Lishui Sect unwilling to let us, this orphan and old woman, go." Old Lady Meng said through gritted teeth.

"What strange event?"

Bang!

Just as Ye Zhen asked, the Meng family's gate was suddenly kicked open, and a group of people stormed into the courtyard, their killing intent evident.