Chapter 267: Meng Po's Revenge

West Qi City, the atmosphere is now extremely tense.

It's only because the eldest son of Marquis of the West Ji Chang, Bo Yikao, was killed by Emperor Xin.

Afterwards, they even made Bo Yikao into a meat patty, tricking Ji Chang into eating it, which aroused huge public resentment.

Thus, Ji Chang raised a call to arms, uniting more than ten dukes dissatisfied with Emperor Xin's new policies, seeking to overthrow these tyrants' rule.

And as one of Ji Chang's hundred sons, Ji Xian was responsible for allocating the army's provisions.

This is a lucrative post; yet, even though he has eaten his fill and grown fat, Ji Xian remains dissatisfied.

For, in Ji Xian's view, since Bo Yikao is dead, he Ji Xian should also have a chance to inherit the Marquis of the West's position, rather than now merely being a logistics officer.

"No, what does Ji Fa have?"

Feeling his abilities are no worse than Ji Fa's, Ji Xian is greatly dissatisfied with his father's choice.

"Just wait, someday I will make Father know that I am more suited than anyone else to sit in that position!"

Ji Xian took a sip of wine, then gazed intently at the boy beside him.

"Grow up quickly, Changsheng; only if you grow up fast can I obtain true immortality!"

Muttering to himself, Ji Xian looked at the boy before him, a smug expression appearing on his face.

Ten years ago, Ji Xian obtained the method of immortality from an immortal who claimed to come from the Western world.

Assuming the alias Chen Shi, he entered the Yellow Springs, using the magic treasure bestowed by that immortal to marry Meng Po, who oversees the path of reincarnation in the Yellow Springs.

After she bore his daughter, Ji Xian then used the magic treasure to steal one soul of his biological daughter and inject it into the body of the boy named Changsheng.

Once the boy grows up, Ji Xian can then use the magic treasure to send Changsheng onto the Yellow Springs path, devouring his daughter's entire soul.

At that time, he will again seize Changsheng's body, thereby achieving true immortality!

Although Ji Xian clearly knows that the immortal claiming to come from Western Teaching harbors no good intentions, for the sake of his own immortality he is willing to cooperate.

"Hah—"

Just then, a gust of cold wind blew the window open and simultaneously extinguished the room's candles.

His brows slightly furrowed, Ji Xian let out a cold snort.

The boy beside him trembled slightly, quickly taking out a firestarter to prepare to light the room's candles,

But just as the boy was about to use the firestarter to light the candles, suddenly a point of greenish flame ignited before him.

It was a finger, pale as death without a trace of blood, and that eerie green flame was precisely condensed upon this finger.

"Ah—"

A shrill scream, the boy fell backward onto the ground in fright.

The boy's scream also startled Ji Xian.

Moreover, because the boy's movement was too large, he directly knocked over the table before Ji Xian, spilling all the food and drink onto the floor.

"Damn it, Changsheng, you……"

Ji Xian was about to erupt in anger, yet when he lifted his head he saw a familiar beautiful face.

"It's you!"

At a glance, Ji Xian recognized her—the woman he had bewitched with his magic treasure, who then bore his daughter, only to be abandoned by him!

"Why?"

A mournful voice came from the woman's mouth.

As the woman's voice faded, Ji Xian horrifiedly discovered that large amounts of turbid river water were rising beneath his feet.

A piercing chill surged; after just a few breaths, the river water had already submerged his knees.

At the same time, the boy sitting on the ground had also been submerged by the river water, struggling violently within it.

"Meng Qi, what are you doing? I am your husband!"

Ji Xian exclaimed anxiously.

"Husband? Heh, when you abandoned me back then, did you ever consider that you were my husband?"

A mournful laugh rang out; the river water swiftly rose, already submerging Ji Xian's chest.

"No, you lunatic, you actually intend to kill me!"

A fierce glare flashed in his eyes; Ji Xian instantly produced a copper bell from his bosom.

"Ding-ling-ling!"

As Ji Xian shook the copper bell in his hand, instantly a series of runes flew out from it.

Wherever the runes passed, the river water was instantly repelled; seeing this, Ji Xian also let out a relieved breath.

That immortal, though ill-intentioned, his bestowed magic treasure is indeed very effective.

Meanwhile, Meng Po looked at Ji Xian's copper-bell magic treasure, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes.

After all, it was precisely because of this magic treasure that she was deceived by the mortal before her.

"As expected, it's all a plot of Dizang!"

Meng Po's eyes flashed with hatred.

Recently, Dizang has taken up residence in the Underworld; his aura is naturally familiar to Meng Po.

Upon seeing again this magic treasure that bewildered her mind, Meng Po instantly sensed that the aura upon it resembled that of Dizang.

In other words, the one who schemed against her back then was precisely Dizang.

"Damn it, someday I will settle this grudge with him."

Meng Po thought this, then glared hatefully at Ji Xian before her.

At this moment, she intends to first deal with this guy before her.

Noticing Meng Po's gaze directed at him, Ji Xian couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

Instinctively gripping the copper bell in his hand, Ji Xian coldly said: "Meng Qi, get out of here and roll back where you came from; I don't want to hurt you, after all, no matter what, you are my daughter's mother."

「Pfft！」

However, just as Ji Xian finished speaking, a small hand pierced through his chest.

He lowered his head in disbelief, and Ji Xian never expected that a ghost would approach him, while the magic treasure in his hand had no reaction.

After all, that immortal had once told him that the copper bell in his hand was specifically designed to restrain ghosts of the underworld; as long as he shook the copper bell, no ghost could harm him.

"Mother, is this the bad guy?"

A childish voice entered Ji Xian's ears, and in the next moment he felt his hand go empty; the copper bell he had been holding was suddenly snatched away by a chubby little hand.

"Yi Yi, well done, truly the mother's little treasure!"

Madame Meng reached out and embraced the baby girl, praising her.

"Meng Qi, how dare you?"

In an instant, Ji Xian's face turned completely green.

Simply because, he was certain that the child in Madame Meng's arms was not his own.

After all, seven years have passed; his daughter could not possibly be this small.

In other words, Madame Meng had a child with someone else, making him a cuckold.

Noticing Ji Xian's gaze toward her, Madame Meng immediately understood his thoughts.

A look of disdain appeared on her face, and Madame Meng coldly said: "Your gaze is really disgusting; back then you deceived me, then abandoned me and San Qi—do you think I need to preserve your so-called chastity for you?"

"You..."

Although it is a fact, in Ji Xian's view he is the noble son of the Marquis of West Bo; even if he abandoned her, that is not a reason for her to cuckold him.

"I've said it before, your gaze is really disgusting!"

A cold voice sounded, and in the next moment, accompanied by Ji Xian's anguished scream, his eyes also completely lost their sight.