The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

"Saint Lady Meng, someone reported that you were causing trouble in the market. Please cooperate with me and go there."

Elder Jindan looked at Meng Wan with a gentle tone.

Meng Wan didn't buy it, and said in a calm tone, "Elder, you came at the right time. I was just about to ask for justice from you."

The expression on Elder Jindan's face froze slightly, and he was secretly annoyed at Meng Wan's lack of appreciation.

He had already given the way so obviously, but the opponent didn't come down the stairs.

But he weighed his own strength and continued to speak with a smile.

"Oh? Saint Meng, what injustice have you suffered? Just tell me, and I will definitely help you."

Meng Wan glanced at the bloodstains on the ground and the silent monks around her, and a meaningful arc appeared on the corner of her mouth.

“I was walking on the road with Saint Xuan Ji, and these people spoke rudely and foully to us, which was unbearable to hear.

"I thought that private fighting is prohibited in the market, so I showed mercy and asked them to leave the market. After all, the market is such a clean and tidy place, how can we allow these people with foul language to defile it?"

She paused, looking directly at the Jindan Elder, her tone containing a hint of provocation.

"I wonder if it's in accordance with the rules for me to do this?"

Elder Jindan stroked his beard, quickly weighed the pros and cons, and said with a smile.

"It's in accordance with the rules! Everyone saw that Saint Meng did not take action in the market, but instead 'invited' those rude people to leave, thus maintaining the peace of the market. This is a very good move, very good!"

As he spoke, he winked at the law enforcement officers around him, signaling them to keep quiet.

Although the law enforcement team members were dissatisfied, they were intimidated by Meng Wan's power and the attitude of the Jindan Elder, so they could only dare not speak out. They lowered their heads and remained silent.

The monks who were watching were furious. They had witnessed Meng Wan killing someone with their own eyes, but now Elder Jindan was twisting the facts into saying that he was "maintaining the peace of the market town." This was simply lies!

"This is so unfair! She was the one who killed someone, so how can she be considered to be protecting the peace of the market?"

A young monk whispered indignantly.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! You're risking your life!"

The old man next to him quickly covered his mouth and looked around nervously, fearing that Meng Wan would hear it.

"It's really chilling that the Jindan elder of the law enforcement team is so partial to her!"

Another cultivator gnashed his teeth and said, "This Meng Wan is a demon cultivator. Is there any justice in the world?"

"It's because she's a demon cultivator that she can't explain herself clearly. Sigh, in the future, please stop gossiping about others."

The atmosphere in the market town became strange and depressing. Everyone was filled with grief and indignation, but had no place to vent and could only suppress their resentment silently in their hearts.

Meng Wan took in everyone's expressions, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

After living for so long, I still can't understand that in this world, the strong are respected. No wonder these cultivators have been struggling at the bottom of the world of cultivation for most of their lives.

She turned to look at the Jindan Elder, "Thank you for doing justice for me, Elder. If there is nothing else, Meng Wan will take her leave first."

"Haha, it's just a small matter. If you are not busy, you can come and have tea with me."

After watching Meng Wan and Xuan Ji leave, the Jindan Elder looked around, and any cultivator who caught his sight immediately lowered his head.

Oh, it turns out these people know how to be reverent.

Then why was he so confident when facing the female demon cultivator Meng Wan?

Who gave them the courage, the market?

Elder Jindan was not prepared, and even he did not dare to say lightly that he could definitely defeat Meng Wan.

These people probably have no idea how terrifying the Holy Son of the Xuanyin Sect is.

He instructed calmly.

"Add another rule to the market: Do not make irresponsible comments, slander or insult others, otherwise you will bear the consequences yourself!"

The sound was not loud, but loud enough for everyone around to hear.

The captain of the law enforcement team felt nervous and quickly responded, respectfully seeing off Elder Jindan.

Meng Wan and Xuan Ji walked in silence all the way and came straight to the shop opened by Xuanyin Sect in the market town.

A plaque hangs high above the vermilion lacquered gate, with four large gold-plated characters "Xuan Yin Bao Ge" inscribed on it, sparkling in the sun.

As soon as you enter the door, a unique smell mixed with various elixirs and magical instruments hits you in the face.

Meng Wan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked around calmly.

Since this market has become more and more lively, the originally simple shops have become much more refined.

The store is bright and spacious, with a wide variety of merchandise neatly arranged, ranging from low-level talismans and elixirs to high-level magical instruments and materials.

Several waiters were busy greeting customers with respectful smiles on their faces.

Seeing Meng Wan enter the room, a short and fat monk with a protruding belly and a big smile on his face came up to her.

"Sir, what brings you here?"

This short and fat monk was none other than Wu Daheng, who had previously gathered information for Meng Wan.

Wu Daheng was well-informed and had heard about what had happened in the market not long ago.

He became more cautious and respectful towards the ruthless Blood Saint in front of him.

Meng Wan explained her purpose, "I came here this time to borrow the sect's venue."

"Oh? I wonder what the Holy Son wants to do?"

Wu Daheng's heart was moved, but he remained expressionless.

"I plan to hold a small exchange meeting for monks to exchange ideas and resources with fellow monks."

When Wu Daheng heard this, he secretly made some calculations in his mind.

As for the exchange meeting, if it can be held in a lively manner, it will be of great benefit to the reputation and business of Xuanyin Treasure Pavilion.

only……

Wu Daheng rubbed his hands and reminded in a tactful tone.

"Fairy, you also know that if you want this exchange meeting to be successful and attract enough monks to participate, you have to bring out some valuable treasures."

Hearing this, Meng Wan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Fellow Daoist Wu is right," she slowly took out a jade slip from her storage bag and gently placed it on the table.

"I wonder if these things are enough?"

Wu Daheng picked up the jade slip and probed his spiritual consciousness into it. He was instantly dizzy by the information contained in it.

The ice meteorite as big as a head, the mica flower unique to the Jinyun Sect, and the famous Thunder Dragon Spear...

Wu Daheng's throat rolled and he swallowed hard.

Under the ice meteorite, mica flower and thunder dragon spear, there are many rare treasures, which made him frightened and full of fantasy.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and carefully placed the jade slip back on the table.

He looked at Meng Wan, his eyes full of awe and a hint of unspeakable fear.

"Fairy, these... these treasures, are they too precious?"

Wu Daheng's voice trembled a little. He knew very well what kind of sensation these treasures would cause once they were circulated.

"Are you afraid that the people from the Jinyun Sect and the Tianlei Sect will come and cause trouble?"

Meng Wan smiled and exposed Wu Daheng's thoughts.