Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 10 Double Happiness
Meanwhile, in the kitchen of the Meng family, in the inner room that was temporarily serving as a delivery room, Bai's cries of pain grew louder and louder, sounding particularly heart-wrenching amidst the thunder and rain.

Inside, Granny Wang from next door and Midwife Sun, who had rushed over, were busy with their anxious shouts and words of encouragement.

"Push harder! My wife! Push harder! I can see the end!"

"Ah—! Husband…husband…" Bai's voice was filled with sobs and helpless cries, her hair and clothes soaked with sweat.

Meng Xihong isn't here! At this moment when he's needed most!
Outside the kitchen, Meng Yanqing was terrified by the loud thunder, the torrential rain, and her mother's cries of pain, and cried loudly. Her small body huddled in the corner, trembling.

He didn't understand what was happening; he only knew he was terrified, extremely terrified.

suddenly!

“Wow! Wow!”

Two loud, powerful cries of a newborn baby, like thunderclaps piercing through a thick curtain of rain, suddenly rang out in the courtyard!

The cry was so powerful that it even briefly drowned out the wind, rain, and thunder outside!
"It's born! It's born! Twins! A boy and a girl! Heavens! Congratulations, madam! Congratulations, madam! Mother and children are safe and sound!!" Midwife Sun's voice trembled with joy and surprise, but it came through clearly.

The tense atmosphere in the kitchen was instantly replaced by immense joy and relief! The sound of Granny Wang crying with joy and the midwife's congratulations mingled together.

And at that very moment, the twins were born and their cries resounded!
Standing upright in the blood-soaked courtroom, with his blade pointed directly at the thugs, Meng Xihong suddenly felt a jolt in his mind!
The once-dormant image of the Meng family genealogy suddenly burst forth with golden light! The pages turned rapidly without any wind!
Below the name of the eldest son, Meng Yanqing, two brand-new pages instantly coalesced into shape!

On the left-hand page, a faint, jade-like image of a baby boy appears, exuding a delicate fragrance of ink. Below, the text reads:

[The second son is born! He has been granted the talent attribute [Literary Mind and Integrity]!]

An indescribable sense of coolness and wisdom instantly flooded into Meng Xihong's mind, and countless classic texts, poems, and songs flowed naturally into his heart like a gentle stream.

My thinking became clearer and more agile than ever before, as if I could see through the principles of all things in the world!
On the right-hand page, a delicate and ethereal image of a baby girl, seemingly surrounded by a shimmering light, appears, with the following text displayed below:
[The eldest daughter is born! She has acquired the talent attribute [Immortal Bone]!]

A completely different, ethereal power, seemingly containing the essence of heaven and earth, washed over his entire body like a sudden awakening!

The bones and meridians of the whole body seemed to have been cleansed by a fairy spring, emitting a faint, pleasant hum!

The perception of a certain mysterious energy that roams between heaven and earth has become clearer than ever before!
A profound and mysterious "Tao" was quietly taking root in his heart!
[Literary Spirit and Integrity]! [Immortal Spirit]!
Double happiness! Blessings descend from heaven!
He "heard" it! It pierced through the walls of the government office, across dozens of streets and alleys, and through the torrential rain—those two loud cries, like those of newborn calves, announcing the arrival of life!

One is strong, the other is gentle, yet they are perfectly integrated, full of primal vitality!
That's his bloodline continuing!

He "saw" it! In the dim yet warm light of the kitchen, Bai's pale and tired face radiated maternal warmth; her sweat-soaked hair clung to her forehead, yet the corners of her mouth curved into a reassuring smile…

In the corner, the eldest son, Yan Qing, stopped crying and stared with his round eyes at the two wrinkled, red little ones with a mixture of curiosity and timidity.

guard!

Now, his knife is no longer just for self-defense or punishment, but also for his blood relatives in the small courtyard behind him, and for the newly ignited flame of hope full of infinite possibilities!

"Hah...hah..." The gasps of the man in black on the ground grew weaker and weaker, like the sound of a broken bellows.

His eyes, clouded by pain and fear, now caught the change in Meng Xihong's gaze.

The icy killing intent did not subside, but strangely merged with a grander, heavier… majesty. Like an immortal looking down upon all living beings, he felt no resentment, only boundless despair.

"Your path has come to an end." Meng Xihong's voice rang out, not loud, but exceptionally clear, drowning out the wind and rain outside, carrying a strange penetrating power that reached straight to the heart.

There was no anger, no pleasure in that voice, only a cold pronouncement.

The moment the words left his mouth, Meng Xihong moved!
This time, there will be no more probing, no more holding back!
The profound senses brought by the initial awakening of the [Immortal Bone] allowed him to clearly "capture" every trace of blood in the air, the slight trembling of the water accumulating in the cracks of the blue bricks under his feet, and even the last spasm of the muscles in the neck of the man in black caused by fear!
The whole world seemed to slow down in his eyes, revealing every detail! The clear insight granted by his [Literary Mind and Spirit] allowed him to instantly deduce the simplest, most efficient, and most unstoppable route to kill!

Every possible blind spot in the black-clad man's mangled body, every tiny possibility of a dying struggle, was instantly analyzed and denied in his mind!
The sword suddenly rises!
It was no longer the fierce slash of before, but a near-perfect arc!

The blade sliced ​​through the air, emitting a low hum that strangely drowned out the thunder outside the window!

This strike was faster than the limits of ordinary vision!
With the precise insight bestowed by the [Literary Mind and Spirit], the blessing of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth drawn by the [Immortal Bones], and the resolute will to cut off all threats!

puff!
The blade precisely severed the throat and neck bone, without wasting a single bit of force.

The head rolled to the ground, and blood gushed from the severed neck, instantly staining a larger area of ​​the ground red.

Meng Xihong sheathed his sword and stood there. The hum of the blade gradually subsided, leaving only a few drops of blood that slowly slid down the blade and dripped into the pool of blood, creating tiny ripples.

He didn't even glance at the headless corpse at his feet, his gaze calmly sweeping over the other constables and yamen runners who were already terrified and limp on the ground in the yamen hall.

That astonishing strike, that sudden burst of icy majesty that seemed otherworldly, completely won over his colleagues.

Their eyes were filled with boundless fear and awe as they looked up at Meng Xihong, as if they were gazing upon a god of death who had just been bathed in blood!
"Drag it out." Meng Xihong's voice returned to its usual calm and steady tone.

"Yes...yes! Chief Meng!" Several of the bolder constables snapped out of their daze and scrambled to their feet, their voices trembling as they answered the order. They frantically dragged the corpse away, none daring to glance at the fallen head, and none daring to ask a single question.

Just outside the county government gate, in the shadows of a distant street corner, behind a curtain woven by torrential rain, a figure stood alone.

He was also dressed in a pitch-black night outfit, his face covered with a black cloth, his figure seemingly blending into the darkness. Only a snake-shaped jade pendant at his waist reflected a faint, eerie light as lightning flashed by.

He quietly "watched" the fighting begin and end in the yamen, as if he were enjoying a farce that had nothing to do with him.

Only after Zuo Feng was beheaded did he let out a barely audible sneer, tinged with a hint of impatient indifference, muttering to himself:
"What a useless piece of trash. The blood food experiment for Young Master Lin Lang has failed again... But why was Zuo Feng so obsessed with the blood of the Wufeng County magistrate before he died? Is there really something special about their bloodline?"

The shadowy figure hesitated for a moment, a hint of inquisitive interest flashing in his eyes: "This is an unexpected delight. Well then, I'll have Zhou Maocai take the magic artifact and explore it; perhaps he'll find something special."

Before he finished speaking, his figure flickered like a ghost and completely disappeared into the raging storm, leaving only the sound of rain and thunder, as if no one had ever appeared.

Meng Xihong was completely unaware of this. His gaze was fixed on the still raging torrential rain outside the window, his heart filled with worries about his family.

Large raindrops pounded on the eaves and the ground, forming muddy streams. Meanwhile, within his mind, the warm, ink-like fragrance representing "literary spirit and integrity" and the ethereal, clear light representing "immortal essence" were slowly flowing and merging, bringing an unprecedented sense of power and clarity.

He took a deep breath, and the heavy stench of blood in the courtroom seemed unable to taint his clear mind at that moment.

He turned around and strode towards the entrance of the government office, no longer looking at the carnage behind him.

"Prepare the horses! Let's go home!"

Only by vanquishing all evil spirits can one find peace and tranquility.

Returning from the bloodshed, only for the eternal light of family.

The bloody slaughter in the government office, the warm glow of home... these two extreme worlds, in his figure returning amidst bloodshed, are forged into an unbreakable guardian, achieving the most peculiar unity.

The wind and rain outside rushed in, biting cold. But in Meng Xihong's heart, it seemed as if an inextinguishable flame was burning, warm and unwavering.

The storms and bloodshed in Wufeng County were merely the beginning.

The Meng family's path, paved with the birth of their two children and the awakening of these two concepts, has already opened up a magnificent road leading to a wider world!
(End of this chapter)