Chapter 96: The Burning House of the Three Realms

"A tracking method?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Lingyun frowned.

"Yes, there is a Tracking Mark on Layman Meng. The one who cast the technique can pinpoint your location through this mark. However, other than that, it will not cause you any harm."

Seng Daoke pressed his palms together and smiled slightly.

"Good, damn that Wang Xuanji!"

Meng Lingyun immediately realized what was going on; it was clearly that aristocrat Wang Xuanji who did not trust him and had directly employed this method to spy on his whereabouts!

"Wang Xuanji? Layman Meng, what is this about?"

Seng Daoke frowned, feeling the name sounded familiar.

"What, do you know him?"

Meng Lingyun observed Seng Daoke's expression, feeling surprised, and recounted everything that had just happened to him.

"So that's how it is. As for whether I know this Wang Xuanji, I actually don't know; I just feel the name is somewhat familiar."

Seng Daoke shook his head with some emotion.

"But this Wang Family is truly too arrogant and overbearing. Layman Meng, you are, after all, a Demon Suppression Division Chief; for him to show you such disrespect, according to Great Li Law, he should be arrested!"

"Are you mocking me?" Meng Lingyun raised an eyebrow.

"I have no such intention." Seng Daoke smiled and shook his head.

"However, since Layman Meng intends to fall out with that Wang Xuanji, you must have some confidence. Has the helper you mentioned arrived yet? Don't let it reach a point where I need to step in and help."

"Soon, soon." Meng Lingyun sighed with emotion.

He hadn't even figured out how to deal with that person; he hadn't asked her for help in all these years... now that he had encountered such a predicament, he had no choice but to ask. Once she arrived, he would likely be mocked by her.

"As long as Layman Meng has a plan, just don't overplay your hand. Now, does the Tracking Mark on your body need this poor monk to erase it? Though, there might be some risks after erasing it."

"No need." Meng Lingyun waved his hand dismissively.

"I walk upright and sit straight; I do not fear his spying. When my helper arrives, it won't be too late to settle the score with that Wang Xuanji and erase the mark."

"For now, it is better to avoid any complications..."

Following this, Meng Lingyun and Seng Daoke chatted for a while.

When they touched upon the matter of Li Heng, Meng Lingyun felt some emotion and spoke of his initial choice between Meng Hao and Li Heng. Seng Daoke was silent for a moment, then questioned Meng Lingyun—unprecedentedly—if his brain had been flooded with water, which caused the old man Meng to become quite annoyed.

However, Seng Daoke's words were blunt but held Reason; looking at the current situation, his choice back then indeed seemed like his brain had been flooded with water, which left Meng Lingyun feeling a thousand emotions, as if he had knocked over a bottle of five flavors.

"Layman Meng, it is not too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost."

Seng Daoke's words were profound.

Meng Lingyun sighed and did not answer. How could he not know this principle? But he had personally chosen Meng Hao, so how could he bring himself to swallow his pride? Not to mention, if Meng Hao were to wake up and learn of this, he would likely commit suicide.

He knew his adopted son's character very well.

"Forget it, Layman Meng, you should think it over carefully. Now that young Layman Meng is in a coma, even if he wakes up, his foundation is almost completely destroyed, his path ahead is severed, and he cannot bear that inheritance of yours."

"Not to mention that with his temperament, he is not suited for this inheritance."

Seng Daoke and Meng Lingyun were speaking heart-to-heart.

Today, this was also Seng Daoke's sincere advice.

Upon hearing this, Meng Lingyun was about to open his mouth, but heard hurried shouting from outside the courtyard.

The next moment, the courtyard gate "slammed" against the walls on both sides, causing dust to fall from the walls, and the entrance stood wide open.

"Chief, something terrible has happened!"

A minor official ran in from outside in a panic, his face full of anxiety.

"What is going on? Speak slowly."

Meng Lingyun frowned.

"The bailiffs from the County Government have brought a Search Warrant, saying they want to search our Demon Suppression Division to see if there is a murderer here."

The minor official caught his breath and said hurriedly.

"What? Such audacity!"

Meng Lingyun sneered upon hearing this, his aura erupting, whipping up a gust of wind within a radius of five zhang, causing the willow tree in the courtyard to rustle.

"I want to see if it is Ren Hai or Wang Xuanji!"

Having said that, he strode away.

Seng Daoke watched Meng Lingyun leave and shook his head.

Truly a troubled time.

Feeling the increasingly dense Yin Qi in the surrounding Heaven and Earth, he showed a sorrowful expression. "The Three Realms are without peace, like a burning house, filled with all kinds of suffering, truly terrifying..." The Heavenly Venerable did not deceive me...

A group of bailiffs stood at the gate of the Demon Suppression Division.

Leading them was the burly and fierce-looking Guard Xing, who had been guarding the Inner City gate some time ago.

He looked at the Demon Suppression Division before him, as well as the Demon Exorcists blocking the entrance, and wore a sorrowful expression. Why was it him again doing this thankless job? Ren Hai, you bastard! he cursed inwardly.

"Heh, I wondered who it was? So it is you little fellow."

Before the person was seen, the voice was heard.

Then, in an instant, Meng Lingyun arrived before them with a cold expression, causing cold sweat to break out on Guard Xing's forehead.

"Speak, Constable Xing Yong, what crime has our Demon Suppression Division committed?" He looked at the Xing Yong before him and said indifferently.

"Chief Meng, this is our Search Warrant, please make things convenient for us." Xing Yong managed to squeeze out a smile; burly as he was, facing this old man Meng, he felt like a little chick.

"Is this Ren Hai's intention, or Wang Xuanji's?"

"I don't know..." Xing Yong swallowed his saliva.

Seeing that Xing Yong knew nothing, Meng Lingyun snatched the Search Warrant from his hand and looked at it closely, immediately frowning. This Search Warrant was actually issued by the Prefecture Government?

It seems this should not be Ren Hai's intention.

It was just as he had expected; that group of aristocratic idiots led by Wang Xuanji had begun to apply pressure. But so what? Although the Prefecture Government was indeed one rank higher than his county-level Demon Suppression Division, the two were in different systems!

Thinking of this, he intended to drive the yamen runners away directly.

At this moment, a minor official from the Demon Suppression Division suddenly ran over.

"Division Chief, news has come from the Prefecture Government, ordering us to cooperate with the local County Government's investigation." He swallowed hard as he said this.

"The Prefecture Government? Who issued the order?"

Meng Lingyun felt a jolt in his heart.

He had already tried his best to overestimate the aristocratic families, yet they were actually able to pressure the Demon Suppression Division? Who had been corrupted by the aristocratic families? It seemed they were truly deep-rooted, capable of interfering even with the Demon Suppression Division.

"It is the order issued by that Master Jin at the Prefecture Government."

Someone surnamed Jin?

He furrowed his brows, suddenly thinking of something.

"Master, may we enter now?"

Xing Yong, standing to the side, asked cautiously.

Meng Lingyun came back to his senses.

"Go in, and search thoroughly. But Constable Xing, you must consider the consequences." He threw out this sentence and left.

I will endure you for now.

Wang Xuanji, and especially that person surnamed Jin, aren't they just trying to use their authority to take revenge on me because they saw her leave temporarily? Once she arrives, you will all have a taste of what's coming!

Meng Lingyun felt extremely displeased and secretly swore an oath.

Li Heng, on the other hand, continued to pick at his food and drink his wine.

His Martial Technique deduction and fusion were nearing completion, so he didn't mind waiting a little longer. At the same time, he began to calculate his future path and where exactly to use his one thousand points of Source Power.

If his estimation was correct, one thousand points of Source Power could allow something that had reached the Innate level to manifest. For instance, if the Great Sun he visualized could reach the Innate level, he could use this to manifest it.

Just like the Great Sun Dharma Aspect he had manifested before.

Currently, the progress of the Great Sun he visualized was based on the Great Sun Visualization Diagram, and the progress was only at thirty percent, not yet reaching a proper Innate level. Only by reaching fifty percent and breaking through the critical point could it be considered Innate.

Therefore, he planned to wait until the progress of his Great Sun Visualization broke through the critical point and reached fifty percent before using the one thousand points of Source Power to manifest it, bringing it to the Innate level.

He originally already had a semi-manifested Great Sun Dharma Aspect, so it could not be considered a manifestation out of thin air; it was merely an improvement based on this foundation. Excluding the consumption for creating something from nothing, this one thousand points of Source Power could even allow the Great Sun Dharma Aspect to reach the peak of the Innate level.

By that time, he would not fear even if the Great Demoness were to emerge.

He might even be able to suppress that little wench in return!

However, one who does not plan for the future will find trouble at his doorstep.

One thousand points of Source Power was his entire net worth; once spent, it would be gone. Therefore, he still had to actively hunt Weirds to obtain Source Power and avoid becoming a poor man again.

He had decided that once the Martial Technique deduction and fusion were complete and his combat power had risen to a new level, he would go to the Merit Hall to accept missions. The people of Bei'an City were currently suffering in dire straits, and hunting Weirds was a duty that could not be shirked!

Li Heng nodded in satisfaction and took another sip of wine.

Suddenly, he heard movement coming from outside the courtyard.

What was going on, all this commotion? It was usually very quiet here. He couldn't help but shake his head; it was truly a mood-spoiler. Immediately, he saw several yamen runners appear before his door.

He raised an eyebrow; what was going on?

Why were the yamen runners from the County Government coming to the Demon Suppression Division?

"Greetings, brother Demon Exorcist. We are acting under the orders of the Prefecture Government to search the Demon Suppression Division. We are here on routine business and apologize for the disturbance. However, we ask for your cooperation, brother."

Following these yamen runners was that Xing Yong.

He hadn't yet seen who was inside the courtyard and spoke so politely, giving the Demon Suppression Division plenty of face.

"So it's you. Searching the Demon Suppression Division? What happened?"

Li Heng smiled in surprise and spoke up.

Xing Yong was suddenly stunned; why did this voice sound so familiar? When he looked closely, "So it's you?"

He was somewhat shocked; he had only just started searching this area and had already run into this ruthless man who had single-handedly cracked the Flower Boat Weird case?

"I don't know your name, and what exactly has happened?"

Li Heng continued to press.

"Oh, my name is Xing Yong, and I am a Constable of the County Government. A murder occurred on the street today, and we are acting under orders from above to search the Demon Suppression Division. It was just routine business; I didn't expect to disturb you, brother."

Xing Yong gave an awkward smile.

"Oh? That person is so bold? Have you found the suspect?"

Li Heng continued to smile.

"No, no. The Demon Suppression Division is upright and strict, so how could anyone commit murder on the street? I trust you, brother, so I won't disturb your drinking any further."

He winked at the yamen runners beside him, signaling them to leave quickly.

He had already offended enough people; he couldn't afford to offend such a ruthless person. Anyway, he was only here to put on a show; even if there really were a murderer here, he didn't hope to find any murderer...