Chapter 213: True Lord Meng Zhun (Please Subscribe)

With that said, the matter of the natal magical treasure has been concluded.

Du En brought the topic back to his travels: "Speaking of which, will I encounter any sudden, unexpected situations during my upcoming travels?"

What he was concerned about and considering was, naturally, the actions from the upper echelons.

The situation with Zhu Ding was actually fine; there shouldn't be any underhanded moves or attempts to take his life.

But on the other side, that was not necessarily the case!

After all, Fu Yong had been bewitched and misled, and the most direct victim at the time was Du En.

In other words, thinking of the worst-case scenario, the other party wanted to nip Du En in the bud!

"Third Senior Sister, you mean..."

Meng Changqing's tone also became gloomy, but he immediately shook his head: "You don't need to worry about her. Since the Second Senior Brother lost this round, just like when I discussed the terms of surrender with him, since I let him go back then, according to the unspoken rules, it is now his turn to fulfill the conditions he owes me. Therefore, right now at the sect, I am bringing him along to put pressure on Third Senior Sister."

Revenge will not wait overnight!

The reason Meng Changqing could recover to normal so quickly now was naturally because he had already poured his anger onto the main culprit, making them pay the price.

"So rest assured, there won't be any sudden accidents on her end!"

By the end, Meng Changqing appeared domineering.

Du En's gaze was calm; he was not startled, merely incorporating these circumstances into his considerations. Having determined that there were no major issues in the broader context, he silently thought about the specific arrangements for his subsequent travels.

Meng Changqing: "..."

No, why don't you have any reaction at all?

It's not like you're truly paralyzed, and I am your superior now, after all; could you give some kind of reaction?

Also, with you like this, it's hard for me to smoothly continue the conversation!

We've been at this for half the day; you should at least ask me who I actually am, right?

Facing this rather resentful gaze, Du En seemed to finally notice it, and said in a flat, perfunctory manner: "Speaking of which, what kind of person are you exactly?"

"... Sigh~!"

Meng Changqing couldn't help but sigh, smacking his lips. Having already anticipated the following development, he continued to drink his bland tea and answered in a similarly flat tone: "Let's have a formal introduction: the Fifth Disciple of the Sect Master, the Sect's Resolution Advisor, at the perfection of Void Refinement, Meng Changqing."

"True Lord Meng?"

"Quasi-True Lord!"

He couldn't help but emphasize this point.

Although Du En probably didn't know yet, if he were to find out, it would inevitably be unsettling.

After all, among the six people in the upper decision-making layer of the Falling Feather Immortal Sect, there was one at the Great Vehicle stage and four at the Integration stage; he was the last one, lagging behind in cultivation by a small margin.

This was also the fundamental reason why he appeared to be at a disadvantage in the power struggle.

However.

"I am a versatile talent with supreme potential, far exceeding the other three, including the Second Senior Brother. I achieved Foundation Establishment in half a year, Golden Core in two years, Nascent Soul in five years, Spirit Severing in twelve years, Void Refinement in thirty-two years, and reached perfection in another seventy years. I am currently in the midst of closed-door cultivation to break through. Because my foundation is deep, the integration of my Dao body is a bit slow, but I will certainly succeed in Integration. Given foreseeable circumstances, I will be able to catch up from behind and surpass the Second Senior Brother and the others!"

"Then what about your Eldest Senior Brother?"

"I..."

Facing Du En's calm, direct strike at his sore spot, Meng Changqing, who was not yet one hundred and fifty years old this year, couldn't help but jump in agitation.

Truly, he had to bring up the one thing he shouldn't!

Yes, yes, yes, the Eldest Senior Brother among the five of them also has supreme potential, is that enough!

But so what? That is not the most important thing!

What you should be concerned about right now is your own future prospects, and whether this tree of mine is sturdy enough for you to perch on...

"In short, my true body is currently in closed-door cultivation, and I can only walk and act through an avatar."

"I had roughly sensed this; after all, the fact that True Lord Zhu Ding's dantian lacked a Golden Core was already obvious enough."

During the counterattack in the ruins, Du En had aimed for the absolute vital point of the Golden Core stage, the middle and lower dantians that could house a Golden Core!

But the result was that the opponent, who appeared to be at the early Golden Core stage, had an empty dantian.

Furthermore, these two had once self-inspected and cleared away external interference, but did not require others to do the same, proving that they possessed some kind of additional susceptibility to interference.

An avatar controlled remotely—this was the truth and the answer.

It was also the reason why they fought to the death without any scruples, with every move aimed at the other's life.

Otherwise, no matter how intense the internal strife, these upper-echelon members shouldn't easily go to such lengths.

It could only be said that it didn't matter if an avatar was destroyed.

Then, a new round of infighting would unfold on the side of the true bodies.

The current scene was also taking place intensely and secretly at the Falling Feather Immortal Sect's main sect.

Watching Du En's performance, which was exactly as expected, Meng Changqing drained his tea.

"I knew it, you would be like this; I shouldn't have had any special expectations."

Feeling quite depressed, he prepared to leave.

At this moment, Du En seemed to finally remember that he needed to look after his immediate superior's mood, so he raised a question: "In the future, how should I address you, or, 'you' (honorific)?"

Hiss!

Hearing this final, intentional emphasis, Meng Changqing suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if it were some kind of ominous sign, so he hurriedly spoke: "No need for any 'you' (honorific) or whatever, it sounds weirdly awkward!"

"Fine."

Du En followed his lead immediately, which made the other party feel a bit awkward again.

"Then, Quasi-True Lord?"

"... Are you doing this on purpose, with that intentional emphasis?"

"Wasn't it you who emphasized it?"

"Seems like it, but... let's change it?"

Because Meng Changqing felt guilty, his tone also appeared weak.

Du En thought for a moment and said, "Since the position is the sect's Resolution Consultant, how about we take the middle two characters, 'Resolution'? What do you think?"

"That's actually quite good! Unlike that bunch of True Persons who always like to call me by my Daoist name plus 'Consultant', it really makes one angry!"

"What is Resolution's Daoist name?"

Upon hearing these words, Meng Changqing's expression changed; he, who had been about to cast a spell to conjure water, make tea, and continue chatting, jumped up directly, his expression instantly tightening and turning serious.

"I still have things to do, let's chat again when there's time."

Saying such words, he hurried away.

It seems he is different from True Monarch Zhuding; he really dislikes his own Daoist name.

And since he has expressed his dislike so obviously, yet those sect True Persons still always mention it, then one thing becomes very clear.

Not a single True Person is standing on his side!

Isolated and weak—it looks like that, but in reality, it is not.

Because this trip to Nanmo was ultimately still done with a legitimate reason on his part, unlike Zhuding, who ran over ahead of time to set things up—it is unknown what pretext was used—and even less like the other upper echelons, who, aside from one who could still intervene through a secret agent, all showed nothing at all.

That is to say, there was no room for them to interfere.

Therefore, his influence might be isolated, but his power is not necessarily weak!

Du En watched that hurried back, silently rising to see the guest out while thinking of these things in his heart.

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