Chapter 18: Collateral Damage

After Meng Su left, a strange pause suddenly appeared above the Ouyang Family. Lightning, thunder, and rain were all fixed in the air, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a painting. A bright spot appeared in the sky.

The bright spot moved from far to near. Two figures carrying light walked out of the light spot.

A beautiful young girl. The girl's beauty was already hard to describe with matching words; barely two words could describe it: "Heavenly Beauty." This was beauty that did not eat the food of mortals, ethereal and otherworldly. Her figure was slender, her complexion like jade, and her eyes seemed to hide a world, deep and bright. A purple long gown made the girl look like an immortal.

The other was the old man Meng Su met in prison.

The two stood before Nangong Xiaoyan's grave. The girl looked at the old man: "You say we treat him like this, is it too cruel?"

The old man: "This is his fate, no one else to blame."

The girl: "I'm just afraid he will hate me in the future."

The old man: "Fate is as it is, what is there to hate."

The girl sighed. She grabbed at the grave Meng Su had just buried. The grave cracked open, and Nangong Xiaoyan floated up from the coffin. Nangong Xiaoyan opened her eyes in the void and revealed a peaceful smile.

The girl clenched her hand, and Nangong Xiaoyan slowly turned into particles in the air and dissipated. A crystal-clear drop of blood condensed in the air. The blood drop flew quickly toward the girl and merged into her forehead.

The girl waved her hand to smooth out the graveyard. The two disappeared into the void.

The sky of the Demon Realm returned to normal, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled. The rain poured down, as if the time the two appeared had never existed.

Meng Su, who walked out of the Ouyang Family, walked alone in the wind and rain. His direction was not Ghost King Valley, but Qingzhou. Meng Su felt that the world was not peaceful, and the Ghost King Sect was planting demons everywhere; he was worried about Xiao Hua and Yanzhi.

Six or seven days later, Meng Su arrived at Yanliujie in Qingzhou. He did not find Xiao Hua at the place where they used to beg. Meng Su felt a burst of tension in his heart.

Meng Su walked quickly toward Yuehongxiu; the front of Yuehongxiu was busy, with crowds coming and going. There was nothing unusual. Meng Su breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: "This is the bottom of society, human feelings are thin, the Ghost Gate Sect planting demons certainly won't come here, the demonic cause is not strong, it is very difficult to successfully plant a demon."

Meng Su took a step and walked into Yuehongxiu.

The Lao Bao of Yuehongxiu was startled to see Meng Su. At this time, Meng Su was taller than before, thinner. His complexion was pale, his lips blood-red, his eyes long and narrow, and a faint red line on his forehead, making him look bewitching and cold. The Lao Bao hurriedly shouted upstairs: "Yanzhi, Yanzhi, your lover is here. Come down quickly."

As soon as the Lao Bao's voice fell, a burst of hurried, small footsteps came from upstairs. Yanzhi ran down quickly from upstairs, a fragrance hit her face, and Yanzhi threw herself into Meng Su's arms.

The Lao Bao shook her head seeing the two being so clingy.

Meng Su hugged Yanzhi's back slowly and forcefully. Yanzhi leaned into Meng Su's ear and said: "Brother Meng, you are finally back, I missed you to death."

Meng Su smiled, a warmth diluting the cold aura on his body. After a while, Meng Su pushed away the unwilling Yanzhi. He took out the gold and silver jewelry he had taken from the Ouyang Family and placed it at the Lao Bao's door: "Is this enough to redeem Yanzhi?"

The Lao Bao was dazzled by the jewelry in front of her and said hurriedly: "Enough, enough, Yanzhi, you should live well with Brother Meng in the future, I wish you an early son."

Meng Su smiled. He turned his head and looked around: "Where is Xiao Hua?"

Yanzhi wiped her hair and smiled: "Xiao Hua's luck has come. One of his uncles took him away."

Meng Su: "Uncle? He still has an uncle? Why have I never heard him mention it."

Yanzhi: "It's like this, Xiao Hua's uncle is a businessman, and it seems his business is quite big, reaching several prefectures. Xiao Hua's father was a county magistrate in Qingzhou and was always at odds with his businessman brother. So they rarely interacted. Now, for some reason, this uncle came back from business and heard that Xiao Hua's father had an accident. He inquired everywhere about his nephew's whereabouts. And so he found him and took him away."

Meng Su: "Did that uncle say where he lives? What is his name?"

Yanzhi shook her head.

Meng Su: "Does Xiao Hua know this uncle?"

Yanzhi: "Of course he knows, but Xiao Hua didn't want to go back with his uncle, he said he was waiting for you to come back. Said you are his true relative."

Meng Su lowered his head and pondered for a moment, feeling that this uncle's arrival was a bit suspicious. But now he didn't know where his home was, so it would be troublesome to find him. However, Meng Su still had to look for him.

Yanzhi felt Meng Su's doubt and asked: "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Meng Su shook his head: "The world is not peaceful, it's hard to say."

Meng Su looked at the street at the door; strangely, there seemed to be fewer beggars on the street.

At night, Meng Su stayed at Yuehongxiu.

Yanzhi found various reasons to stay in Meng Su's room and not leave. Meng Su was stimulated by Nangong Xiaoyan's death and was in a low mood. Yanzhi felt Meng Su's indifference and pouted: "You said you liked me, but you ignore me, bad guy."

Meng Su shook his head. Yanzhi had no choice but to go back to her room to sleep.

Meng Su, however, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

An indescribable sense of crisis stimulated Meng Su's thought seed. Meng Su spread his thought consciousness. Because he had refined one-third of Wu Linglong's demonic spirit, Meng Su's divine sense could now cover twenty or thirty miles.

As the thought force opened, the demonic seed attached to Meng Su's thought consciousness, extending his divine sense by more than ten miles. The situation within forty or fifty miles was clearly imprinted in Meng Su's mind.

There was no abnormality, and the surroundings were quiet. But Meng Su was terrified. This was the sixth sense brought by the strengthening of the thought seed: "Precognition."

This precognition couldn't predict exactly what would happen, but it could predict that something was about to happen.

Meng Su, feeling uneasy, went to Yanzhi's room. Yanzhi was his only relative in this world, and she could not be lost.

Yanzhi was about to undress and sleep when she saw Meng Su; her heart was overjoyed, and she said shyly: "Brother is finally willing to be with sister? This... I'm not ready yet, brother must be gentle with me."

Meng Su reached out and knocked on Yanzhi's head: "Silly girl, what are you thinking? I'm just a little worried about you. You hurry up and sleep, I'll stay here with you."

Yanzhi looked at Meng Su's serious face. It didn't look like a joke, so she hurriedly went to bed obediently.

Meng Su sat cross-legged on the floor in front of Yanzhi's bed.

After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, a group of men in black appeared in Meng Su's powerful thought consciousness. There were many men in black, and those he could perceive were over a thousand. There were countless more entering Meng Su's divine sense range one after another behind them.

These people had one thing in common: "No consciousness, chaotic."

This was a group of people without self-consciousness, and they all carried a faint demonic aura. This was a group of Void Demons. How could such a large number of Void Demons suddenly appear in this small county town of Qingzhou? If someone said it was a coincidence, Meng Su wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death. This must have been guided or driven by someone.

"Why come here?"

Meng Su thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out. For him? He was just a beggar. And his cultivation was not high, not worth such effort.

Meng Su withdrew his divine sense, preparing to scan Yuehongxiu, when suddenly a powerful divine sense, the power of which far exceeded Meng Su's divine sense, appeared. This person's cultivation should be higher than Wu Linglong's, probably at the peak of the True Demon Realm. One step away from stepping into the Demon God Realm.

That divine sense was also paying attention to the Void Demons outside, and when it suddenly encountered Meng Su's divine sense, it was obviously startled. Then it hurriedly withdrew its divine sense. Everything returned to calm.

"Bad luck, it seems I've been dragged into a battle that doesn't belong to me." Meng Su mobilized all his cultivation, put himself in the best state, and prepared for battle. ===== CHAPTER 19 =====