Chapter 225

Outside the courtyard, firecrackers popped in unison, and birthday wishes rose and fell continuously.

Inside the courtyard, guests at twenty or so tables stood up one after another, cupping their hands and shouting birthday wishes.

The people at the main table in the hall also stood up.

Soon, a group of men, women, old, and young walked out from the inner room, Lan Chengyu, Miss Lan, Li Chenggong, and others were among them, all surrounding an old man.

The old man had white beard and hair, and was fierce and tall. Although he was wearing a festive birthday robe, he still had a kind of self-evident dignity from long-term high position.

"Wish Old Lan, boundless longevity!"

Inside and outside the hall, the crowd cupped their hands to congratulate him.

The old man laughed and cupped his hands: "I, Lan Yuankui, have lived for one hundred and sixty years, and have achieved nothing. I didn't want to trouble everyone, but my children and grandchildren are filial, so I had to reluctantly hold this birthday banquet."

"Everyone being able to grace me with your presence is giving me, Lan Yuankui, face, and also giving Qingshan Stronghold face. Thank you!"

"Old Lan is too polite!" Everyone cupped their hands.

Then they took their seats, and beautiful waitresses began to serve wine and food.

The wine was secret-brewed 'Burning Knife', and the dishes were chicken, fish, meat, eggs, and rare mountain beasts, which were hard to see in Hanshan.

The table where Heng Xian and the others sat was not big, and it was soon piled with delicious food.

The advisor asked in a low voice: "Is this what you called eating at the big table, sir?"

Heng Xian nodded and said: "That's right, eating at the big table! In my hometown, they would also serve two packs of things called cigarettes, and when it was over, a group of old ladies would grab bags and scramble for them. If you were slow with your chopsticks, you generally couldn't grab any food."

Jiang Yuhan and Tao Sanniang looked at each other: "What an interesting custom."

Heng Xian laughed: "Interesting, right? Start eating."

They were eating leisurely here, and the hall was also full of laughter and very lively.

Until the wine had been served three times and the dishes five times, an old man suddenly stepped out, knelt down, and kowtowed to Lan Yuankui: "Nephew wishes Uncle immortal longevity, and to ascend to the Nascent Soul realm soon!"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands: "Specially offering a birthday gift, a Third-Turn Spirit-Gathering Pill. This pill comes from the outside world and is ranked in the fourth grade. It has the effect of nourishing the Golden Core."

Someone behind him immediately brought out a tray with a silver pill bottle on it, from which a faint medicinal fragrance emerged.

"Nephew has a heart! Hahaha, please rise." Lan Yuankui stroked his beard and laughed.

The old man stepped back, and others came forward to offer birthday wishes.

After seven or eight people, it was Lan Chengyu's turn. He personally brought out a jade fish plate, which was colorful and full of spiritual energy, having the effect of nourishing the spirit and calming the heart for cultivators in the Primordial Dan Realm.

Lan Yuankui naturally laughed heartily and accepted it with gratification.

Next, Miss Lan sent ten beauties with snake bodies and human heads and a town-house pearl.

Li Chenggong sent a high-grade Profound Rank precious sword.

Lan Yuankui praised them one by one, and suddenly announced on the spot that he would betroth Miss Lan to Li Chenggong.

Both families were overjoyed.

Li Chenggong cupped his hands and bowed cautiously, while Miss Lan snuggled in her grandfather's arms, blushing with shyness.

Behind them were the birthday gifts from various factions.

This time, a total of thirty-seven small and medium-sized factions came.

A group of leaders offered gifts one by one, and the Lan family returned the gifts politely.

Until the last faction finished offering gifts, Lan Yuankui laughed: "Everyone's good intentions..."

As soon as the voice fell, a voice came from the corner: "I still have a gift that hasn't been offered!"

Lan Yuankui was stunned for a moment and looked over.

Everyone in the entire courtyard and hall followed suit.

They saw Heng Xian walking to the hall door unhurriedly.

Lan Yuankui frowned slightly: "Who is this young man?"

Lan Chengyu hurriedly said: "This faction has no invitation, they came by themselves, I didn't inform Grandfather!"

"Grandfather, I know!" Miss Lan whispered a few words in Lan Yuankui's ear, then pinched the corner of her clothes, "If you don't believe me, ask Brother Li."

Li Chenggong on the side bowed: "What Sister Lan said is true."

Lan Yuankui's old face turned cold: "God-Extinguishing Gang, is it?"

Before Heng Xian could speak, he added: "At such a young age, you don't know how to be down-to-earth. What kind of name is God-Extinguishing? Which god can you extinguish?"

"A mere thirty people in the gang, lying about having three thousand, false and dishonest. I heard you are also rude and arrogant, insulting my grandson and granddaughter-in-law."

"Today is my birthday, I didn't want to be bothered with you, but your behavior is so abominable, it's truly unreasonable!"

"God-Extinguishing? It's truly ridiculous!"

"Being young and ignorant is fine, but how can you be so arrogant and insult the eldest lady of Qingshan Stronghold and the young leader of the Yunpan Gang?"

"Don't know your own weight? Truly daring!"

The major factions around accused him one after another.

Miss Lan gave a light "humph" and glared at Heng Xian proudly: "Dog thing, let you snatch stones from us!"

Heng Xian smiled faintly: "I think..."

"What do you think?" Lan Yuankui was aggressive, "I am lecturing you, which is giving you face. You don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth!"

Lan Chengyu scolded coldly: "Kneel down!"

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man stumbled into the courtyard from outside, with a broken sword stuck in his back, covered in blood, and plunged into the hall, his voice hoarse: "Big Brother!"

This sudden scene stunned everyone.

Immediately after,

"Old Seven!"

"Seventh Uncle!"

Li Chenggong and an old man next to him hurriedly stepped forward to help the middle-aged man up, "What happened?"

The middle-aged man spat blood and said with difficulty: "Yunpan Gang... was attacked... the brothers are all... dead!"

After speaking, he twitched a few times and died.

The entire hall was instantly silent as death.

"Can I speak now?" Heng Xian suddenly said.

Everyone looked at him, a bit confused.

Lan Chengyu was still immersed in the destruction of the Yunpan Gang and couldn't quite turn his mind around: "You, what do you want to say?"

Heng Xian said unhurriedly: "I think, you all... are really in a hurry to die. A bunch of mentally retarded bandits, impolite things, the old ones are no good, the young ones are a bunch of brain-damaged people. I've tolerated you for a long time!"

"Uh!"

The hall was quiet again.

It was really that no one could have imagined he would say such things!

In front of the largest faction in the eastern section of Hanshan, speaking such wild words, it was truly the biggest joke in the world.

It was completely courting death!

Lan Chengyu was furious: "You..."

"What about this?" Heng Xian waved his sleeves to interrupt: "Offer the birthday gift!"

"Yes!"

A group of "Thieves' Alliance" members carried up the large red birthday box and placed it in front of the hall with a "bang".

The whole courtyard of people was shocked, angry, and curious.

Miss Lan cursed: "Daring thing, what is this?!"

Heng Xian waved his hand lightly, and an invisible force hit the birthday box. With a "crack", the true face was revealed.

It was actually a lacquered red coffin!

Offering a coffin for a birthday?!

"This..."

The whole courtyard of people was stunned.

Lan Yuankui's breathing was heavy.

Lan Chengyu, Miss Lan, Li Chenggong, and the group also widened their eyes.

Heng Xian's voice was not loud, but every word fell into everyone's ears: "This coffin is prepared for Old Chieftain Lan. I, a mere nobody, bring three thousand wolf-like brothers, first destroyed the Yunpan Gang, and now send you to the west."

"Lan Chengyu, Miss Lan, Li Chenggong offended me, five horses divide the body, feed the dogs!"

"Afterwards, the two thousand four hundred people of Qingshan Stronghold, kill them all, not one survivor!"

"From now on, I occupy one hundred mountains and five major spiritual veins!"

Miss Lan was the first to react: "Who do you think you are? You are courting death!"

Lan Chengyu and the group were even more furious and drew their spiritual weapons immediately.

Only Lan Yuankui frowned. Having roamed the cultivation world for so many years, he was no fool and naturally saw that Heng Xian was no fool either. The opponent came prepared and was very confident, which made a chill run from his heels to his skull.

Li Chenggong jumped up angrily: "The Yunpan Gang was destroyed by you? Who exactly are you?"

Heng Xian was too lazy to pay attention, flicked his finger, and rose with his sword.

"Kill!"

The five Primordial Dan Realm cultivators of Qingshan Stronghold suddenly rushed over, wrapped in a vast aura.

However, just as they reached him, they were pushed away by a Primordial Dan demonic aura and another Primordial Dan force.

"Boom—"

The intense spiritual energy fluctuation shook the entire courtyard into a mess, and the guests were thrown to the ground in a sorry state.

Looking at Heng Xian and his group again, they were already in mid-air.

Heng Xian looked down from above and said coldly: "Where are the brothers of the Thieves' Alliance?"

"Here!"

The cheers from all directions were like thunder, and the ground began to shake.

Then, first a spirit leopard and a person in spirit armor and spirit weapons appeared on the western mountain peak, then two, three, four... hundreds and thousands.

Immediately after, nearly two thousand figures flew over in the air, all flying with swords, in spirit armor and spirit weapons, neat and uniform.

Finally, more than a dozen Primordial Dan cultivators jumped to Heng Xian's side.

The terrifying momentum made one's scalp tingle.

(End of chapter)