Chapter 48

City Lord's Mansion.

"What did you say? The Ziyang Courtyard was attacked by demonic cultivators?" Fei Si, who was handling affairs, stood up directly, his face full of shock.

"How is Young Master Meng Chong?" He immediately asked.

Upon learning that Meng Chong was unharmed, the boulder that had been in his throat finally fell to the bottom of his heart.

He immediately gave orders to dispatch a team of cultivators to the Ziyang Courtyard for support.

"I'll go first!" Fei Si could no longer care about the official business in his hands, leaping into the air, his figure like a rainbow, flying toward the Ziyang Courtyard.

"Meng Chong's arrangements at the Ziyang Courtyard were extremely secretive."

"But he had only just arrived there, and he was attacked by demonic cultivators!"

"Is it really demonic cultivators?"

Dark clouds shrouded Fei Si's heart.

He was the right-hand man of the current City Lord of Fire Persimmon Xiancheng, with a ruthless personality and a penchant for trickery. Many things that were inconvenient for the City Lord to do, and that Chi Dun was too brainless to do, could only be done by him.

Previously, Fei Si had discovered that Zhou Zhu of the Zhou family was relying on his own talent to withstand his injuries, dispersing his cultivation very quickly, posing a huge threat to Meng Chong.

He had made arrangements, activated the Zhou family's secret agents, and plotted against Zhou Zhu, greatly delaying Zhou Zhu's cultivation dispersal progress.

And Zheng Jian of the Zheng family used alchemy methods, and his speed was not slow, so he was plotted against as well.

Finally, in order to disguise himself, he activated death-sworn soldiers to deliberately attack Meng Chong. Meng Chong killed them in return, thus making a name for himself among the three major families, indirectly highlighting the strength of the City Lord's Mansion.

Of course, Meng Chong was unaware of this matter. Except for Fei Si and the City Lord, no third person knew.

As for the Ning family, Fei Si had also paid attention to Ning Xiaohui. But she was still playing games with the family, fighting for more benefits for herself, and had not dispersed her cultivation at all, posing no threat, so Fei Si did not take action.

The City Lord's Mansion naturally had agents arranged within the Ning family as well. But Fei Si considered: activating agents to take action had no value. It was better to let the Ning family go, creating the fact that among the four forces, only the Ning family had not been attacked.

In this way, what would the Zhou and Zheng families think?

Fei Si used this point to set a small trap and plot against the Ning family.

It was precisely because he had done so much that when he heard Meng Chong had been attacked, he felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy!

"Could it be that the other three families have seen through the truth and are secretly retaliating against us?"

"Then which family is it?"

"And how did our side leak the news?"

The four forces of Fire Persimmon Xiancheng were in a state of balance. Everyone was on the righteous path; even if they wanted to retaliate, they wouldn't put it openly on the table, they wouldn't tear their faces, but would instead strike in the dark.

Arranging or disguising as demonic cultivators was the most common method.

Fei Si landed in the Ziyang Courtyard, causing a surge of air and kicking up a cloud of dust.

He scanned his surroundings; there were traces of fierce battle everywhere. Among the broken walls and ruins lay the corpses of many cultivators, as well as a large number of broken mechanical parts.

The peak Foundation Establishment sword cultivator who had been repelled by Han Ming and used the Space-Escaping Talisman to escape had already returned.

Seeing Fei Si, the sword cultivator's face turned pale, and he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Fleeing in the face of battle, I will deal with you later!" On his way here, Fei Si had already received an urgent report from the cultivators and understood everything that had happened during the attack.

The sword cultivator bowed his head to obey on the surface, but in his heart, he never regretted it.

His colleague, who was also at the Foundation Establishment stage, had taken the initiative to attack the mechanical demonic cultivator and never returned.

Clearly, he was in grave danger.

At least he had saved his own life!

As for being punished, he would just take it. As long as he was alive, everything else had a follow-up and a possibility.

Fei Si bypassed the sword cultivator and hurried to the alchemy room.

In the alchemy room, Meng Chong was half-squatting, taking care of Sun Lie, who was lying on the ground.

At this time, Sun Lie's complexion was already much better.

Although Meng Chong was not skilled at treating others, Sun Lie was a master alchemist and carried many healing pills with him.

"Young Master Meng Chong, are you alright?" Fei Si had an anxious look on his face, his first sentence asking about Meng Chong, his concern and nervousness overflowing in his words.

Although he already knew Meng Chong was unharmed, at this time, he had to show it.

Often, nonsense is not useless; it can indicate a certain attitude! And attitude often indicates a stance.

Meng Chong glanced at Fei Si and shook his head directly, indicating he was unharmed.

"If you are unharmed, why are you naked and smelling of fragrance?" Fei Si felt it was very strange, but he would never say it out loud.

He then stared at Sun Lie, very bluntly: "Sun Lie, it's fortunate that Young Master Meng Chong is fine, otherwise you would be hard-pressed to escape blame!"

"Your death is a small matter, but Young Master Meng Chong has super-grade immortal aptitude and is the hope of the Meng family. If you drag him down, ten lives wouldn't be enough to compensate."

Although Sun Lie was a master alchemist, he was only at the peak of Foundation Establishment, not the Golden Core stage.

In fact, even if Sun Lie were at the Golden Core stage, Fei Si would still scold him just the same.

This was where his cleverness lay.

Sun Lie lay half-reclined against the wall, giving Fei Si a big eye-roll.

He was not one to stand on ceremony, and he didn't think much of people like Fei Si. Even if Fei Si were at the Golden Core stage, so what? He would still retort.

Everyone was a righteous person, so they had to act according to the rules of the righteous path.

Cultivation base did not represent everything.

Sun Lie immediately retorted: "I dragged Meng Chong down? It was your City Lord who personally invited me to take action. Do you think I wanted to get involved in this muddy water of the Lava Immortal Palace?"

As a master alchemist, even if his cultivation base was a bit lacking, with his good skills, he could be treated with courtesy wherever he went and would not live poorly.

Fei Si glanced at the wasted medicinal ingredients in the furnace and snorted: "Now it's fine, your attempt to help Young Master Meng Chong this time has failed. You've exposed this place, and the risk of staying here is even greater."

Sun Lie sneered: "Fei Si, which ear of yours heard me say that this time was a failure?"

"I have already succeeded!"

"Hmm?" Fei Si was stunned.

"Ah?" Meng Chong was taken aback, "Sun Lao, my cultivation hasn't been dispersed yet."

"Hahaha." Sun Lie did not rush to explain, but tilted his head back and laughed, feeling very proud.

Fei Si sneered, pointing his finger at the wasted medicinal ingredients in the furnace: "Facts speak louder than words, Sun Lie; at this point, what is the use of being stubborn?"

"Hahaha!" Sun Lie's laughter rose, filled with mockery.

But soon, he pulled at his wounds, and his laughter stopped, revealing a touch of pain.

"Cough, cough, cough... Ugh!" Sun Lie coughed violently, then his Adam's apple rolled, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood emitted a strong smell of alcohol.

"What a pity, what a pity." Sun Lie stared at the blood and slapped his thigh.

Meng Chong hurriedly handed over more pills: "Sun Lao, stop talking, hurry and eat some pills."

Sun Lie pushed his hand away: "Pills aren't necessarily better the more you take; I just took medicine, and the medicinal power is already filling my whole body, slowly digesting over time. Any more would not be good."

Fei Si narrowed his eyes, sensing something strange: "What is a pity?"

Sun Lie stared at the blood on the ground and said: "That was Thousand-Flame Soul-Burning Liquor. It was brewed using thousand-year spirit flame flowers, pure soul essence, and flame spring water; the aroma was rich, the kick was fierce, and I had almost finished it!"

Meng Chong sighed: "Sun Lao, don't feel sorry. Isn't it just Thousand-Flame Soul-Burning Liquor? I'll go beg my grandfather, and I'll definitely beg for another jar for you."

Only then did Sun Lie grin and look at Meng Chong: "Good child, it wasn't in vain that I put in so much effort to set this trap for you."