Pure Yang!

Chapter 394 Are Kings and Nobles Born with a Special Kindness? (By the Zodiac Sheep)

Zhang Fan strode over, his cool voice instantly attracting Mao Baiguang's attention.

In Yujing City, even the Dao Alliance of Jiangnan Province had to give him some face, not because he had any high prestige, but simply because his surname was Mao and he was a direct descendant of the Maoshan lineage.

"Zhang Fan!?"

At this moment, the Xiong family's high-ranking members exchanged glances, their expressions complex, but they remained silent.

They knew more or less about Zhang Fan's background. Back then, the Yinshan Ghost King Xiong Sanqi broke his oath and returned to Jiangnan for Zhang Fan's sake, almost overthrowing the entire Xiong family with his own strength.

You should know that the man Xiong Sanqi followed back then was called the Great Spirit Sect King.

When all the clues are pieced together, many things don't need to be said too explicitly.

The Xiong family can't afford to mess with the Mao family.

This guy surnamed Zhang is someone the Xiong family can't afford to offend.

"Brother Fan."

As he approached, Xiong Ba came to greet him.

"Tsk tsk, it's been a while, you've gotten even more impressive." Zhang Fan glanced at Xiong Ba and immediately noticed his rapid progress. He had not only made significant achievements in the Taiyi Technique, but had also greatly improved his understanding of the Xiong family's Yinshan Technique.

With such qualifications, he is more than capable of inheriting the Xiong family business.

"who are you?"

Mao Baiguang's voice interrupted their conversation. He was clearly displeased that he was being ignored in the places he frequented.

"You are a disciple of Maoshan, a prestigious Taoist sect. How dare you engage in forced buying and selling?" Zhang Fan did not answer, but instead asked coldly.

"Forced buying and selling?" Mao Baiguang laughed: "What era are we living in? Why would I do such a thing?"

"Buying and selling is free; they can choose not to sell. I'm just helping them analyze the pros and cons of not selling."

As he spoke, a cold smile appeared on Mao Baiguang's face, and his chilling gaze fell on the Xiong family members.

"Really?" Zhang Fan's gaze sharpened slightly. "Then can I ask you for a favor?"

"What kind of help?" Mao Baiguang was taken aback and asked subconsciously.

"Get out of here immediately."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked stunned. Mao Baiguang recovered and a hint of anger surged in his eyes.

"Are you crazy? How dare you talk to me like that?"

"You're unwilling? Then I can only help you analyze the pros and cons," Zhang Fan said regretfully.

"What are the pros and cons?"

boom……

A sharp, crisp sound suddenly rang out. Before everyone's eyes, Mao Baiguang flew out like a kite with a broken string, then crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with two white teeth.

Inside the exhibition hall, all was silent. Everyone's eyes were on Zhang Fan. No one had expected that this young man who had suddenly appeared would dare to slap his family in the face in such a setting.

"you……"

Mao Baiguang covered his swollen cheeks and looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

He knew that the man in front of him must be a master. He hadn't even seen how the other man made his move, and his cultivation level was far superior to his own.

Although his cultivation level was low, he had good eyesight and remained motionless.

"What era are we living in? Do you think that having a good surname means you can do whatever you want and act lawlessly?" Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Have you forgotten our old Chinese saying?"

"What did you say?" Mao Baiguang asked instinctively.

"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"

The emperor's throne rotates, and today it's my turn; there's never a principle that remains unchanged in this world.

"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?" This is one of the most important sayings in China's thousands of years of history.

If your ancestors place you in a high position, your descendants can also overthrow you, reform the old and establish the new, and the world will change again, so that the universe can be clear and bright once more.

Even if you are born into a noble family, you must have reverence in your heart. If you lose reverence, then I will overthrow you.

"Fine, I didn't expect there to be someone like you in Yujing City. Do you dare to leave your name?" Mao Baiguang gritted his teeth.

He knew he'd run into a bachelor today; he was made of porcelain, and naturally couldn't afford to clash head-on with these bricks and tiles.

"What? Looking for trouble later? Unfortunately, it's just me and my dad left in our family," Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Who is your father?" A ruthless glint flashed in Mao Baiguang's mind.

He thought he had really met a bachelor. If his family had all died, he would have no worries about anything. Such a person is really troublesome. As long as there is family, there is a weakness. Especially for a father and son who depend on each other for survival, the so-called father is the biggest weakness.

"You're looking for my dad?" Zhang Fan laughed.

He took a step forward and kicked Mao Baiguang over, then stepped on him.

"How dare you do this!?" Mao Baiguang roared.

He had never been humiliated like this before, let alone in front of a large crowd.

At this moment, even the onlookers around them showed expressions of astonishment.

The Mao family's status in Maoshan and even in the entire Jiangnan province is beyond doubt. Putting aside the family's history, there is a Celestial Master among the Mao family right now.

With such a prominent surname, who in Jiangnan Province would dare to disrespect them?

To be trampled underfoot like this? It's utterly appalling.

"The descendants of the Great Spirit King, this family's lawlessness is indeed hereditary."

The Xiong family's high-ranking members exchanged glances, keeping their eyes down and not daring to utter a single word.

They knew that this kid's father was even more outrageous back then. If the father and son had switched places, Mao Baiguang might already be dead.

“I’m not afraid of you finding my dad, in fact, I’d love for you to find him, but…” Zhang Fan looked at the white grass under his feet.

"You actually want to retaliate? That's just asking for trouble."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan stomped his foot, and Mao Baiguang let out a miserable scream as the sound of his ribs breaking echoed through the air, and scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

This sight caused everyone around to frown.

This young man is far too ruthless; his methods are unlike those of a righteous person.

In fact, after merging with the gods, Zhang Fan's personality and behavior will change to some extent.

This is the real him.

"presumptuous!"

Just then, a sharp shout rang out.

Everyone looked over and saw a woman walking towards them, looking heroic and extraordinary, with dark eyes that seemed to hold thunder, surging and terrifying.

"Master!"

Zhang Fan glanced at her and immediately realized that this woman was no ordinary person; her cultivation was no less than Meng Qiwu's.

"Sister, save me! This is a madman!" Mao Baiguang cried out as if grasping at a straw when he saw the person who had come.

Mao Baifeng is a disciple of Maoshan and a direct descendant of the Mao family.

"Who are you? How dare you commit violence in a place like this?" Mao Baifeng glanced at her younger brother, who was being trampled under Zhang Fan's feet, before her gaze fell on Zhang Fan.

She remained calm and composed, but showed no intention of making a move.

"I don't care who you are. If I can get you out of this exhibition hall today, then my Maoshan's thousand-year-old reputation will have been wasted."

As she spoke, Mao Baifeng calmly took out her phone and dialed a number.

In this situation, everyone knew perfectly well that even a master of the Celestial Master realm would treat Maoshan with respect within the territory of Jiangnan Province, let alone this lawless young man.

Mao Baifeng said that if he couldn't leave this exhibition hall, then he definitely wouldn't be able to leave.

She didn't even need to lift a finger.

"Okay, no need to make the call."

Just then, a detached voice came from the side, and a large, broad hand pressed down on Mao Baifeng's phone.

"Um!?"

Mao Baifeng turned her head and was stunned.

"Fang Changle!?" Fang Changle, a successor of Maoshan, has a very special relationship with Maoshan, and his relationship with the Mao family is even more delicate.

The Mao family is the founding clan of Maoshan, the direct line of succession, but in this generation, the title of successor has fallen into the hands of an outsider, Fang Changle.

"Bai Feng, he is my friend, there's no need to make a big fuss."

Fang Changle whispered and slowly walked to Zhang Fan, gesturing for him to lift his foot.

"Friend?" Mao Baifeng frowned slightly and looked Zhang Fan up and down again.

"Does your friend think he can act with impunity? Who is he?"

"Alright, it's none of your business to criticize my friends."

Fang Changle raised his hand and interrupted Mao Baifeng: "When it comes to being lawless, you can't compare to your younger brother."

"Bai Feng, it's time to discipline this good-for-nothing in your family. Under the guise of Maoshan, how many shady things has he done outside? He's a disgrace to our sect."

Mao Baifeng's gaze darkened slightly as she looked at Mao Baiguang. She had heard about her younger brother's actions to some extent.

Today, in front of so many people, Fang Changle actually spoke frankly, which made her somewhat at a loss.

"Today's punishment is just a small lesson. If this happens again, don't blame me for crippling him," Fang Changle said coldly.

Mao Baifeng's expression hardened slightly, and she remained silent.

Fang Changle enjoys immense prestige among the younger generation of Maoshan, especially among disciples from other families besides the Mao family, who regard him as their leader. The elders in the sect also have high hopes for him, claiming that Maoshan's future fortune can be entrusted to this person.

"Fang Changle, I will discipline my own brother, so you don't need to worry about it," Mao Baifeng said after a moment's thought.

"sister……"

"Shut up!" Mao Baifeng shouted, shutting up her good-for-nothing younger brother.

"Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

"let's go!"

As she spoke, Mao Baifeng led her good-for-nothing younger brother away from the exhibition hall.

At this moment, everyone looked at Zhang Fan differently. They realized that this young man was not impulsive, but rather shrewd and calculating...

He is a friend of the Maoshan lineage.

"Young friend Zhang, we meet again."

"Thanks to my friend Zhang for getting me out of this predicament."

Just then, a group of high-ranking members of the Xiong family surrounded them, their previous gloom gone, their faces beaming with warmth and enthusiasm.

Earlier, Zhang Fan caused a scene at the Xiong family ancestral hall, and the Xiong family regarded him as a plague god and avoided him as much as possible.

But things are different now. He is surrounded by learned scholars and has no commoners among his acquaintances. Zhang Fan has even befriended a successor of the Maoshan sect. Of course, he should get closer to such a person and have more exchanges with him.

Having secured the backing of Maoshan, the Xiong family's foothold in Yujing City is now secure for eternity.

……

evening.

Yujing City, Nanchao Yipin.

This is the most expensive residential complex in the southern part of Yujing City. Even though the real estate market is currently sluggish, a single apartment here is still worth eight figures.

"Sister, I just want everyone to know that in Jiangnan Province, our Mao family..."

"Shut up."

As soon as they entered the door, the Mao siblings started arguing.

“Little brother, I know you want to prove yourself and want others to respect you,” Mao Baifeng said in a deep voice.

She knew exactly what her younger brother was thinking. From childhood to adulthood, the two siblings were two extremes. She was outstanding in every way and had extraordinary talent, but Mao Baiguang was just average.

All eyes were on Mao Baifeng, which caused Mao Baiguang to feel extremely unbalanced.

That's why he's so high-profile, using this method to gain people's attention and respect.

“You’ve gone down the wrong path,” Mao Baifeng shook her head and said. “What others give you is just castles in the air. Everything you have now is only because your surname is Mao.”

"Without this surname, you are nothing."

Mao Baiguang clenched his fists, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Seeing this, Mao Baifeng's heart softened, and her eyes became gentle. She knew that because of her dazzling appearance, her younger brother had suffered a lot of cold treatment and contempt since childhood.

“Recently, An Wuyang is in Yujing City. He will be retraining his magic seals in the next couple of days. I have to accompany him, so I really don’t have time…” Mao Baifeng changed the subject.

She and An Wuyang were quite close; she was the one who received this Zhongnan Mountain disciple during his stay in Yujing City.

"Tomorrow, you will go to the Cliff of Repentance... and face the wall in repentance."

Mao Baifeng sighed and finally made a decision.

She knew that if she didn't take action, her younger brother would be ruined.

"Don't blame me for being heartless."

As she spoke, Mao Baifeng turned and left. With a dull thud as the door closed, only Mao Baiguang remained in the large house.

"One day, I will make you... make all of you look at me with new eyes." Mao Baiguang murmured softly, his head lowered.

Sizzle... sizzle...

Just then, the lights in the house started flickering, and the next moment, all the lights went out at the same time.

"It seems your sister still values ​​you a lot."

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the corner.

Mao Baiguang suddenly turned around and, by the dim moonlight, vaguely saw that there was a person sitting on the sofa.

"when did you come?"

"Before you and your brother came in?" the man hissed.

"You suffered a great loss today?"

"I need you to investigate someone for me," Mao Baiguang said through gritted teeth.

"No need to investigate anymore, the person who hurt you today is named Zhang Fan."

"You know him?" Mao Baiguang asked, frowning.

"Don't even think about revenge. His background is far more impressive than yours." The man didn't answer, but said directly, "Don't think you're so great just because you have the surname Mao. Right now, you have more important things to do."

"what's up?"

"Your sister sent you to the Cliff of Repentance to reflect on your mistakes, but that actually gave you an opportunity," the person on the sofa whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"There is a narrow passage connecting the Cliff of Repentance and the Cliff of Refining Treasures in Maoshan. You can go through there and get me what I want."

"The Purple Heaven Divine Seal!" Mao Baiguang said in a deep voice.

The seals of Longhu Mountain consist of thirty-six large seals and seventy-two small seals, which secretly correspond to the numbers of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends.

The Purple Cloud Imperial Jade Seal is one of the thirty-six great seals, and it ranks eleventh in the [Dragon Tiger Mountain Dharma Seal Golden Book].

“You should know that I can’t get my hands on treasures of that level,” Mao Baiguang said, shaking his head.

"Now is the opportunity. Maoshan needs to rebuild An Wuyang's magic seals, and they will need this treasure."

Among the materials brought by An Wuyang were two fragments of Longhu Mountain seals: the Jingming Dongyang Dharma Seal and the Leicheng Imprisoning Demon Golden Seal. To refine these two fragments and absorb the spiritual power of incense offerings, one would need to rely on the Zixiao Divine Edict Jade Seal, which ranks eleventh.

"That will be when the jade seal is at its weakest, and that will be your chance."

"What can I get?" Mao Baiguang asked in a deep voice.

"I can help you take the vacant seat in the Zodiac Palace." The man's voice, coming from the sofa, was deeply seductive.

"Why do you?"

"Cough...cough..."

Just then, a weak cough came from the sofa, followed by the person speaking softly.

"Because I am..."

"Sheep!"

(End of this chapter)