Si Lei Zhenjun

Meng Xiang was so frightened that her face turned pale. She struggled to stand up and stop them, but the noble woman grabbed her hair.

The noble lady violently twisted Meng Xiang's head towards the cradle and said with a sly smile:

"Little bitch! You've brought disgrace upon the Yongning Marquisate. Today, I'll make you watch your bastard die before your eyes."

The baby in the cradle seemed to sense the ominous aura and began to cry, his voice sharp and helpless.

"No... Mother-in-law, please have mercy on me!"

Meng Xiang struggled hard to turn her head and looked at her begging:

"The child is still so young, he's innocent! Mother-in-law, if you're angry, just vent it on me. I won't complain even if you beat or scold me. I only ask that you show mercy and spare my child's life!"

Her voice trembled, filled with despair and fear.

Tears slid down her cheeks like beads with broken strings, falling on the cold and hard stone slabs, making a slight dripping sound.

But the elegant lady didn't even look at her, but just stared at the big man with cold eyes as he was about to put his hand into the cradle.

At this moment, Meng Xiao rushed into the yard with three guards. Seeing this scene, he was so angry that his eyes turned red and his eyes were bloodshot.

He clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with anger, and pointed directly at the elegant woman, cursing:

"Stop it! Qian, you vicious woman! How dare you take human life so lightly in broad daylight? Do you really think there is no law?"

Qian just smiled contemptuously, her eyes revealing a kind of superior indifference:

"Haha, do we need to report to the authorities when dealing with a bastard born from an affair between a concubine and an outsider?"

"Humph, Xiang'er was kicked out by you guys a long time ago, how can she still be considered a member of your Yongning Marquis Mansion?"

"But this bastard was conceived while she was still in the Yongning Marquis's Mansion."

Qian scoffed, and her narrow, almond-shaped eyes glanced coldly at the burly man who had already picked up the baby and held it high above his head, and shouted coldly:

"What are you standing there for? Get started!"

The big man tightened his arms, and the baby's cry became louder, a shrill sound echoing in the courtyard.

"You dare!" Meng Xiao's eyes were wide open with veins bulging on his forehead. He roared so hard that the surrounding leaves rustled. His whole body was filled with magical power, and like a torrent, he rushed towards the big man with a face full of flesh.

However, before Meng Xiao could get close, the group of ferocious servants brought by Qian rushed forward and blocked his way.

Just as the big man grinned and lifted up the baby, ready to drop it, suddenly a powerful force like a howling gale swept towards the big man.

The big man was hit by an invisible force and flew backwards, hitting the wall next to him with a dull sound.

The baby was caught steadily by a gentle force and fell into Wan Qiu's arms.

Everyone was shocked to see that Wan Qiu was surrounded by a terrifying aura as vast as a mountain. Her face was frosty as she looked at Qian coldly.

"You vicious woman, you are capable of doing such a cruel thing."

Qian shuddered involuntarily, her face instantly turning pale as paper, but she still pretended to be calm, "Senior...Senior, this is a family affair of the Yongning Marquis' Mansion. Could you please, for the sake of my husband, the Yongning Marquis, not interfere?"

"Can the people of Yongning Marquis Mansion act so recklessly and harm innocent babies?" Wan Qiu sneered.

Qian's expression changed again and again, but she didn't want to provoke a great Hedao cultivator just to vent her anger, so she could only suppress her anger and said with a smile:

"Senior, your teachings are truly justified. It was all due to my impulsiveness. I apologize to you. I will take my men and leave immediately. I will not disturb you any longer."

After saying this, she lowered her head and left the yard in a hurry with her servants in a dejected manner.

Wan Qiu moved to Meng Xiang and handed the crying baby in her arms to her.

Meng Xiang hugged the child tightly, feeling the child's warm body temperature, tears welled up in her eyes, and she sobbed and thanked Wan Qiu repeatedly:

"Thank you so much for saving my life, Senior! If it weren't for your help, my son would have been killed today."

Meng Xiao also breathed a sigh of relief. After thanking Wan Qiu profusely, he hurried forward to check on his daughter's injuries.

Wan Qiu looked at the tearful person in front of her with disheveled hair and red and swollen cheeks, and finally felt a little reluctant:

"Ms. Meng, I'm afraid your evil mother-in-law won't give up so easily. Why don't you take the child and go back to the City Lord's Mansion with me to live for a while?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Xiao thanked Wan Qiu with tears in his eyes again. Meng Xiang did not hesitate too much and agreed directly.

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City Lord's Mansion.

The palace is dotted with lights, with winding corridors, lush flowers and trees, and pavilions and towers that appear even more quaint under the candlelight.

Passing through a lush area of ​​flowers and trees, Chu Xing arrived at Zhao Chunfeng's residence.

Before stepping into the door, a strong smell of medicine hits you in the face.

The fragrance is so refreshing that it makes people feel invigorated.

But Chu Xing did not hesitate at all. He quickly held his breath and took a few steps back to avoid inhaling any harmful gases.

Past experience told him that whether the smell was pleasant or not had no necessary connection to whether it was poisonous or not.

Before, when the eldest senior brother was refining medicine in the yard, he felt a little dizzy when he smelled the fragrance of the medicine. Now that the air in the room is not circulating, he has to be more careful.

Zhao Chunfeng glanced at Chu Xing and said unhappily:

"Come in, I'm refining a proper elixir this time."

Chu Xing walked into the house after hearing this, walked briskly to the alchemy furnace, and asked half-jokingly:

"Big Brother, didn't Master say that all your furnaces were confiscated? Then what's going on with this furnace?"

Hearing this, Zhao Chunfeng suddenly became furious and looked at him unkindly:

"What? Are you going to go back and tell Ruxue about this?"

Seeing this, Chu Xing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It seems that no matter which married man, he cares about his private money. Even the eldest brother who seems to be indifferent to everything on weekdays is no exception.

Thinking of this, Chu Xing quickly put away his smile and replaced it with a sincere expression:

"Alright, Senior Brother, don't be so nervous. We are the only two men in Piaomiao Peak. We should belong to the same camp. How could I possibly go and tell Senior Sister Ruxue about this?"

Zhao Chunfeng's expression softened, but his eyes still held a hint of suspicion.

He extinguished the fire, picked up an exquisite jade bottle with skillful movements, and carefully put a dozen round and smooth pills that had just been successfully refined in the furnace into it one by one.

Then he quickly threw a pile of medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace, starting the next round of pill refining.

The fragrance of medicinal herbs and the burnt aroma of the fire intertwined, filling the entire house.

"Brother, why did you suddenly think of refining a proper elixir?"

Although Chu Xing knew that his senior brother was desperately trying to save some money during his free time, he still brought up the topic.

"Just refine it casually and earn some spirit stones." Zhao Chunfeng's eyes moved slightly and he answered lightly.

"Brother, how much can you earn from refining a furnace?"

"Twenty thousand spirit stones."

"How long does it take to refine a furnace?"

"Three hours."

Daily salary of 80,000!

Chu Xing secretly clicked his tongue.

By this calculation, he could earn more than 20 million spirit stones a year just from refining pills. If the eldest senior brother used all his skills to make money, he would have become the richest man in Yunxiao Sect long ago.

Although Chu Xing was very envious in his heart, he said in a slightly disdainful tone:

"I only earned 80,000 spirit stones after working non-stop for a whole day. Don't you think that's a bit too little, Senior Brother?"

"Well, it's a little less indeed."

Zhao Chunfeng nodded in agreement and said helplessly:

"But there's nothing I can do about it. Ruxue took all my furnaces away. I secretly hid this furnace when she wasn't paying attention. Otherwise, I could have refined three furnaces at the same time."

Daily salary of two hundred thousand!

Chu Xing's heart skipped a beat.

To be honest, there was a moment when he wanted to learn alchemy.

Chu Xing's throat rolled unconsciously and he asked:

"Brother, how long did it take you to create the Wind Extreme Thunder Killing Technique last time?"

Zhao Chunfeng frowned and thought for a moment, then said:

"About half an hour. Your comprehension is very average. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to comprehend the advanced spells, so I just gave you a simple one."

Chu Xing retorted shamelessly:

"Brother, I've only just reached the Golden Core stage and I've already comprehended two magical powers. Is that normal?"

He clearly remembered that when he first arrived at Yunxiao Sect, the eldest senior brother had taught him for a few days, but he found that there were some things that he could not learn no matter how hard he tried, and he often said that he was as stupid as a pig.

He had to save a little dignity in front of his senior brother.

Zhao Chunfeng's first reaction was disbelief, until he saw Chu Xing proudly demonstrating the partial versions of Wind and Thunder Flash and Law of Heaven and Earth to him one by one.

Then I fell into deep self-doubt:

"That shouldn't be the case. Junior brother clearly couldn't learn no matter how hard I tried. It's no exaggeration to say he was as dumb as a pig. Could it be that the way I taught him was wrong?"

Seeing the eldest brother's look of doubt about life, Chu Xing felt a little vanity in his heart.

"Brother, there's no need to be too surprised. I also gained these two magical powers by chance."

Chu Xing patted his shoulder lightly and spoke modestly, but his face showed an expression as if he was eager to praise me.

Zhao Chunfeng came back to his senses and looked at him with admiration:

"That's right, Junior Brother. Although it was a coincidence, it is quite rare to be able to comprehend supernatural powers in the Golden Core Realm."

Zi Chuxing's vanity was now greatly satisfied, and he returned to business:

"Hey, Senior Brother, do you know how many spirit stones I sold the "Wind Extreme Thunder Killing Technique" for?"

Zhao Chunfeng thought for a moment and said:

"In my opinion, it should be no more than five or six thousand. That spell is very ordinary and not too mysterious."

"One hundred and thirty thousand spirit stones!" Chu Xing didn't keep him in suspense and told him the answer directly.

"Did you meet a sucker?" Zhao Chunfeng was very surprised.

Chu Xing glanced at him displeasedly and said in feigned anger:

"What kind of fool are you? You're clearly a man of insight! Big Brother, you're incredibly talented and your understanding is extraordinary. Even the spells you create effortlessly are so profound and profound that others would never be able to match them in their entire lives."

Zhao Chunfeng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and scolded with a smile:

"Your words are getting sweeter and sweeter. No wonder I heard from Master that you hooked up with another beautiful fairy, and she's a great monk of Hedao."

"Junior brother is just telling the truth,"

Chu Xing scratched his head embarrassedly, then smiled and said,

"But, Senior Brother, don't you have any ideas about this? The spell you created in just half an hour can be sold for 130,000 spirit stones. If you can create ten or eight such spells every day, that would be millions of spirit stones in the bank. Isn't that much more profitable than painstakingly refining pills?"

Zhao Chunfeng rolled his eyes:

"It's not as easy as you say. If you want to create a new spell, you must first have inspiration. I must first conceive of what kind of spell I want to create, and then create it, right?"

Chu Xing was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly:

"What about those techniques and spells that Senior Brother created in the past?"

He hadn't thought of this, but on second thought it didn't seem to matter. As a senior technical geek, the eldest brother must have created many spells and techniques in the past.

Zhao Chunfeng showed a rare look of embarrassment on his face: "They were all sold to the sect."

Hearing this, Chu Xing felt as if his heart was stabbed by a knife, and he was in so much pain that he was twitching. How many spirit stones did he lose?