Chapter 13: Demon Forcing People to Rebel

At night, after Meng Su and Nangong Xiaoyan finished their dinner sent by the servants in the side room, Nangong Xiaoyan couldn't sleep for a long time.

Meng Su sat cross-legged on the stone floor of the room. He spread out all his thought consciousness. Now Meng Su's thought power could basically cover a range of forty or fifty feet.

Ouyang family discussion hall. Two old men sat in the hall, one in black clothes with white hair and a thin appearance, the other in white clothes with black hair and a slightly fat figure. Both were over sixty years old. Beside them stood a dozen strong men, each with a stern face. Their expressions were solemn. Among them, five young masters stood out, handsome and handsome, but they seemed too nervous, their hands holding the sword scabbards trembling slightly.

The black-clothed white-haired old man said to the white-clothed black-haired old man: "Junior Brother Murong, after today, perhaps there will be no Ouyang family and Murong family in Li City. The Gentleman Sword might be extinct in the world, what a pity, what a pity."

White-clothed black-haired old man: "Senior Brother Ouyang, the Ghost King Sect plants demons on our family members. You and I are both bloody men. The palm and the back of the hand are both meat. Who can we let become a demon? True Demon, True Demon, how many Demon Seeds have become True Demons so far? It's better to fight hard, with no regrets."

The black-clothed white-haired old man was named Ouyang Buxiu, the father of the Ouyang family head, and also the older generation of the Ouyang family head. He was Nangong Xiaoyan's grandfather.

The white-clothed black-haired old man was named Murong Nanrong. The old family head of the Murong family, the father of the current family head, and the two were senior and junior brothers, both studying the Gentleman Sword at the Sword Sect.

After the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, two middle-aged men walked into the hall in a hurry.

Murong Nanrong and Ouyang Buxiu stood up suddenly. They asked in unison: "How is it?"

The two middle-aged men shook their heads.

One of them in white clothes said: "Reporting to father, Uncle Ouyang, the Dugu family is empty, all family members don't know where they went, they should be hiding."

The one in black clothes said: "Reporting to father, Uncle Murong. I requested the eighteen strongholds of Lishan one by one, but no one was willing to come down the mountain to help."

Ouyang Buxiu slapped the table angrily: "When we protected the mountain, they called us brothers, now when we ask for a favor, they push and shove. We can do it without them."

"Do what? Do who? Are you trying to rebel?"

An eerie voice came faintly from the darkness outside the hall. Following the voice were five Ghost Envoys in black robes. They were dressed the same, with the same weapons. They walked into the hall without their feet touching the ground.

"What's the matter, so many people are here. Not a son-in-law this time? You've figured it out? Do you want to kill your father or your son?" the leading Envoy said coldly.

Ouyang Buxiu said angrily: "The Ghost King Sect is bullying people too much. It's unbearable."

"Demon Planting is the foundation of the Demon Realm, it has been like this for thousands of years, are you special? No matter what, I must get the Demon Seed today, whether you agree or not. One True Demon protects for a hundred years, what is so difficult for you to give up? If you can't give up, I'll help you give up. Kill them all, leave only one."

Murong Nanrong: "Bah, we are men, standing upright, who is willing to be that demon who is neither human nor ghost? If you want to kill, kill, you will also pay the price."

"Why kill and kill, since one of you wants to kill and the other doesn't let you kill, then come and kill me, so everyone is satisfied. A great merit."

A soft voice came slowly from behind. The speaker was not tall, with a pale face, blood-red lips, narrow eyes, and a small red mole between his eyebrows. The whole person looked demonic and ethereal. It was Meng Su. Following Meng Su was a woman with a tall figure, Nangong Xiaoyan.

The leading Envoy turned around suddenly: "Who are you?"

Meng Su was sloppy: "I am the son-in-law of these two families. Don't you like killing sons-in-law? Do you think I'm suitable?"

Nangong Xiaoyan walked to the middle-aged man, bowed, and called: "Uncle." Then she ran quickly to Ouyang Buxiu and hugged Ouyang Buxiu: "Grandfather, Xiaoyan is here to see you, Xiaoyan misses you." After speaking, tears fell down.

Ouyang Buxiu pushed Nangong Xiaoyan away: "Why are you here at this time? Nonsense, go back quickly." After speaking, he said to the Ghost Envoy: "This is my granddaughter, she is not from the Ouyang family, it's useless for you to kill her. We won't be heartbroken."

Envoy: "Stop talking nonsense, only one of you can live, do you choose yourself or do you want me to help you choose?"

Meng Su looked at Ouyang Buxiu and Murong Nanrong: "I'm not a son-in-law for nothing. I was the son-in-law of the Nangong family, and the reward they paid was twenty Nine Yang Pills. You each give twenty Nine Yang Pills, and I will be your son-in-law and help you plant demons. Fair trade. If you agree, it's a deal, if you don't, I'll turn around and leave. You continue, neither will be delayed."

Nangong Xiaoyan whispered in Ouyang Buxiu's ear. Ouyang Buxiu's face was shocked: "Really?"

Nangong Xiaoyan: "Absolutely true."

Ouyang Buxiu said to the middle-aged man: "Tian'er. Take all the thirty Nine Yang Pills of our family and give them to this young hero."

The middle-aged man named Ouyang Tian, the current family head of the Ouyang family, turned and took out three brocade boxes from his body and handed them to Meng Su.

Meng Su sniffed the brocade box and knew it was Nine Yang Pills. It seemed the Ouyang family was indeed stronger than the Nangong family. The Ouyang family had thirty Nine Yang Pills.

Meng Su: "You talk first, I'll take the medicine." Without caring how others looked at him, he opened the brocade box and poured thirty Nine Yang Pills into his mouth.

Meng Su's move not only stunned the Ouyang family and the Murong family, but even the five Ghost Envoys were stunned. Nine Yang Pills are general replenishment pills in the Demon Realm. An ordinary cultivator consumes five or six pills a year, and more will hurt the body. This thin monkey poured all thirty pills into his mouth at once. Even if he wanted to seek death, he didn't have to find this method. Nine Yang Pills would roast the cultivator who took too much from the inside out until they were tender and scorched. Extremely painful.

Sure enough, Meng Su entered a manic state of wanting to live or die. His eyes were blood-red, blood oozed from his skin, and his whole person looked like a blood man.

The manic Meng Su spat a mouthful of fresh blood at the Ghost Envoy. The fresh blood actually burned in the air. It can be seen how hot and watery it was in Meng Su's body.

Meng Su was burned by the Yang Qi of the Nine Yang Pills, half-dead, and his whole person was dizzy and swaying.

Nangong Xiaoyan quickly supported the crumbling Meng Su.

Suddenly Meng Su's spirit was lifted, and all the Yang Qi began to rush frantically toward the dantian. After being converted at the dantian, it turned into Yin Qi. The Yin Qi moved upward along the meridians and gathered at the center of Meng Su's eyebrows. A small vortex appeared at the center of Meng Su's eyebrows, slowly rotating. Meng Su closed his eyes and opened them again, and a red light appeared in his eyes. The red mole between his eyebrows also grew to the size of a mung bean.

Meng Su's skin became crystal clear like jade. His whole body's meridians were forcibly stretched by two centimeters, and his height also increased by two centimeters. His fingers became thin and long, and he seemed to be more feminine than before. Feminine and demonic.

Meng Su's divine sense swept, and the entire Ouyang family was in his mind.

Thought Condensation, middle stage of Thought Condensation. ===== CHAPTER 14 =====

Gathering Thought into Condensation, Mid-stage Condensation of Thought.