The small courtyard quieted down, and Meng Dajiang and Liu Yebai stared at Meng Chuan, speechless.
At the age of sixteen, he realized his power?
Is the legendary genius right in front of us?
Five patrolling guards also rushed to this small courtyard, and they heard the sound of the courtyard wall collapsing, but their speed was obviously much slower than Meng Dajiang and the others.
"Master," the five guards all respectfully said, and the captain of the guards looked at the collapsed courtyard wall and couldn't help but say, "This courtyard wall..."
"It was me and Chuan'er who accidentally damaged it while fighting." Meng Dajiang regained his senses and immediately ordered, "You can arrange for someone to repair the courtyard wall early tomorrow morning. Hurry up and go out now."
"Yes."
The five guards respectfully bowed and left, while also feeling a bit puzzled: "Did you even damage the courtyard wall during the competition and sparring? The master and young master can really mess around."
The small courtyard returned to silence, and Meng Dajiang and Liu Yebai continued to stare at Meng Chuan.
"Dad, Uncle Liu." Meng Chuan couldn't help but speak, "You..."
"Dajiang, your son is not ordinary." Liu Yebai whispered, "At the age of sixteen, he realized his power. Oh my goodness, entering Yuanchu Mountain is a certainty. If I had such a powerful son, I would have laughed in my dreams!"
At this moment, Meng Dajiang thought of many things, including his wife's instructions to him and his personal guidance on how to practice swordsmanship for Meng Chuan. He taught Meng Chuan every day since he was young, and Little Meng Chuan also practiced diligently... With a solid foundation, he made one step at a time, becoming the most outstanding group among the five major divine and demon families. At the age of fifteen, it finally bloomed with light.
At the age of sixteen, he realized his power and even surpassed Dongning Prefecture.
Meng Dajiang's eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red. He was very aware of how diligent his son was. He smiled and his eyes moistened, saying, "Very good, very good."
"Do you know it's good?" Liu Yebai said on the side.
"Dad." Meng Chuan also looked at his father, who was so diligent in his cultivation. In addition to the oath of becoming a god and demon slaying the demon clan in his heart, he also wanted to make his father feel proud.
As a son, making the father proud is already a desire in my heart.
Meng Dajiang smiled and immediately took out a distress fireworks display from his arms. He pulled the display and suddenly a fireworks display shot up into the sky, making it very conspicuous in the dark.
The ancestral home of the Meng family.
"Hmm?" Meng Xiangu walked out of the room with a cane and looked up at the fireworks in the distant sky. That distress fireworks tube was given to Meng Dajiang by her own hands, with her true element imprint, and she could sense it once triggered within a hundred miles.
"How could Da Jiang suddenly seek help?" Meng Xiangu, although puzzled, took a step and disappeared into the courtyard.
More than ten breaths.
Meng Xiangu arrived at the Meng Mansion in Jinghu and the small courtyard. She saw the collapsed walls of the courtyard, the father and son of Meng Dajiang, and Liu Yebai.
"What happened?" Meng Xiangu looked at the collapsed courtyard wall with some confusion. "Dajiang, you seem to have no injuries. Why did you suddenly seek help?"
She only gave the fireworks display to five people, including Meng Chuan and Meng Dajiang.
"Auntie," Meng Dajiang said in a low voice with an uncontrollable expression on his face, "Chuan'er, he has realized the power of the sword."
Meng Xiangu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up and she looked at Meng Chuan, saying, "Have you realized the power of the sword?"
"Yes, my aunt," Meng Chuan respectfully said.
"Can you show it to my aunt?" Meng Xiangu said.
Meng Chuan nodded and directly swung his palm to strike, blending in the sword's momentum. True energy rushed out along his palm, forming a blurry blade light that cut through the ground, creating a gap that was about ten feet long.
"True Qi is detached." Meng Xiangu's body trembled slightly as she looked, her eyes full of excitement, and she murmured, "Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay."
True Qi is an intangible thing, and it is almost impossible to leave the body without relying on it.
Once there is a "momentum" in command. It's like a soft water flow forming a sharp "water knife", causing a complete qualitative change.
Even with the command of the sword, the physical body can tap into stronger potential.
"Blessed by our ancestors, blessed by our ancestors."
Meng Xiangu put down her cane, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and murmured softly.
Meng Chuan, Meng Dajiang, and Liu Yebai all quieted down and did not disturb Meng Xiangu at this moment.
"Meng Chuan," Meng Xiangu opened her eyes and sat down on a nearby stone bench, smiling. "Come, sit down."
Meng Chuan obediently sat down on a nearby stone bench.
Meng Xiangu looked at Meng Chuan with a look of favor in her eyes and smiled, "I didn't see you wrong. At the age of sixteen, she realized her power. Even the kings of the Zhou Dynasty were considered geniuses. As long as you don't slack off in the next few years, entering Yuanchu Mountain is a certain thing."
"I will never slack off," Meng Chuan immediately said.
"But don't be too proud, remember that there is a heaven beyond heaven, and there are people beyond man!" Meng Xiangu smiled, "For example, the fifth prince of the Anhai Wang family is famous all over the world. He reached the state of unity at the age of ten, realized his power at the age of thirteen, and became a god and demon at the age of fifteen. Even the demon clan is afraid of his heavenly gifts and offers a reward to assassinate him. Yuan Chushan also values him equally. When the fifth prince realized his power at the age of thirteen, he immediately brought him into Yuan Chushan."
"I have read through many biographies of gods and demons," Meng Chuan nodded. "But compared to those invincible gods and demons that have been recorded in history, my talent can only be considered ordinary, and I will not be proud."
"Haha, having ambition is actually compared to these powerful gods and demons left behind in history," Meng Xiangu smiled. "Having ambition is a good thing, but it's better to keep it a secret for now. It will be made public again in the middle of next year. At the age of seventeen, realizing power is relatively less shocking."
"Understood." Meng Chuan nodded.
At the age of sixteen, he realized his power and was considered a genius in the capital.
At the age of seventeen, he realized his power... He was relatively weaker and could still be considered a genius in the land of Yizhou, comparable to the ancestors of the Zhang family.
If you only realize it at the age of eighteen or nineteen? Whether or not we can enter Yuanchu Mountain is a matter of two different opinions.
Only at the age of twenty did he realize? It's Mei Yuanzhi's level, barely qualified to participate in the entry-level assessment, but the hope is really low.
"From today on, I will be staying at your mansion," Meng Xiangu smiled. "I often come to accompany Meng Chuan to practice."
"Auntie, your health..." Meng Dajiang was a bit worried.
"Don't worry, fighting with you won't affect my injury," Meng Xiangu smiled.
"Thank you, Grandma." Meng Chuan respectfully said.
Meng Xiangu glanced at Liu Yebai beside her and said, "Liu Yebai, you must also keep it a secret about Meng Chuan's discovery of the sword technique."
"I dare to guarantee Ye Bai with my life," Meng Dajiang said.
"Don't worry, fairy. I watched Meng Chuan grow up like my own child, and naturally kept it a secret," said Liu Yebai.
Meng Xiangu just nodded.
Time passes day by day.
Meng Chuan continues to practice diligently, and the true strength lies in relentless climbing, which lasts for decades like a day.
On the seventh day of Meng Chuan's enlightenment.
"Mmm, I had a great time eating." Liu Qiyue walked happily with Meng Chuan on the road at night.
"All the food is mine, can you be unhappy?" Meng Chuan pouted.
"What's wrong with eating you two meals, young master of the Meng family?" Liu Qiyue snorted.
Meng Chuan said, "My Yunjiang Restaurant is the number one restaurant in Dongning Prefecture. If you don't eat there, you must go to other restaurants. I have to spend a lot of money on those restaurants."
"No matter how delicious Yunjiang Restaurant is, you can't always eat this one, can you?" Liu Qiyue said, "Alright, Alright, I'll treat you tomorrow. Is that okay?"
"That's okay," Meng Chuan said with satisfaction. Suddenly, his eyebrows lifted and he looked in a direction from afar.
"What's wrong?" Liu Qiyue was puzzled.
"In July, you go back first. I saw a friend," Meng Chuan said. "I'll go back later."
"Oh, okay, you should come back earlier too." Liu Qiyue nodded and left.
Meng Chuan looked into the distance.
He could sense all the breath of life within a radius of one mile, and at this moment, he felt two fierce and bloody smells about half a mile away from him. That's the scent of too many lives! Meng Chuan once sensed an executioner who specialized in beheading, and the bloody aura on the executioner's body was not as strong as these two auras.
This bloody smell, as if there were countless lives howling in it, was very unique in the induction, and it made Meng Chuan instinctively disgusted.
"How many people did you kill? That's why you have such a bloody aura?" Meng Chuan whispered, "But these two auras are not too strong."
Meng Chuan walked straight ahead.
Soon, we arrived outside a brothel.
"Biyun Tower?" Meng Chuan looked at the blue tower in front of him. The lights inside the Biyun Tower were brilliant, and there were many people inside. There were also pleasant female laughter coming out, and many wealthy businessmen and guests were welcomed inside.
"This is still my first time entering the brothel," Meng Chuan walked straight inside.
"Please, young master." The turtle slave at the door flattered, and suddenly the madam next to her widened her eyes. "Young master Meng?"
"Master Meng?"
Immediately, some courtesans turned their heads and saw the young master walking in.
"Is it Young Master Mengchuan?" The brothel suddenly boiled inside, and the women in the brothel all became obsessed with flowers, passionately sticking to each other.