Chapter 40: Punishment and Rejecting Thirteen Families

East Garden.

Not long after his father left, Xie Lingyu and Aunt Heng Yue Ruo also ran to watch the fun.

Heng Xian also felt a moment of impulse. If he went over and held an auction to sell himself to the highest bidder, could he make a fortune?

Forget it, he still needed some integrity!

Lying on the recliner, letting Su Wan'er fan him, he asked casually: "As a servant, with a name and surname, what was your background before entering the brothel?"

Su Wan'er, who was trying hard to please him, was stunned, her face changing slightly: "None, just an ordinary family!"

Heng Xian didn't even open his eyes: "The frequency of fanning is slower, and your breathing is rougher. Your heart is clearly fluctuating greatly. If you don't tell the truth, go wash clothes in the Wuyi Courtyard!"

Su Wan'er knelt down in a panic: "This servant is from the Su family of West Mountain, the third branch's direct daughter. The family patriarch was a Qi Sea Realm expert back then, but because he provoked a powerful enemy!

The family of 18,000 people was slaughtered overnight. This servant was only nine years old at the time, and because my appearance was passable, I escaped death and was sold into a brothel!

The year I was fifteen and chosen as the top courtesan, Boss Wang, who sold demon pig meat, wanted to redeem me, but fortunately, Young Master snatched me back!"

Heng Xian said: "18,000 people, killed overnight, so miserable?"

Su Wan'er was in tears: "In the cultivation world, the weak are the prey of the strong. If you provoke someone with high cultivation, it's common for the family to be destroyed!"

Heng Xian nodded. Su Wan'er's words had a great impact on him!

Whether the Heng family would end up like this was hard to say for now!

Just then, a burst of noise came from outside.

A Gou ran in in a hurry: "Young Master, a group of direct-line young masters and misses have come to see you!"

Heng Xian waved his hand: "Let them get lost!"

A Gou was stunned, ran out smoothly, and soon ran back with a slap mark on his face, crying:

"Young Master, they are not willing to leave!"

Heng Xian looked at him: "Who hit you?"

A Gou hesitated: "Young Master Heng Xu!"

As soon as the words fell, Heng Xu's angry voice came from outside: "Heng Xian, have you drifted?"

Heng Yin also shouted: "No matter what, we are your sisters and brothers. How can you let a servant blast us away? It's truly unreasonable!"

Heng Xian got up and walked out.

In front of the main gate, Heng Ruze, Heng Yin, Heng Xu, Heng Chong, Heng Ying'er, and two or three hundred other direct-line young men and women had all come.

Their injuries from yesterday hadn't healed yet, and they were all wrapped in gauze, bruised and swollen.

Seeing him come out, they all squeezed out a smile: "Younger Brother Xian!"

Heng Xian said indifferently: "What's the matter, you geniuses who circle and kneel?"

"Uh!" The smiles on everyone's faces froze.

Heng Yin took a deep breath: "Don't be sarcastic! We are just curious about your cultivation level and want to spar with you on cultivation experience!"

Heng Xian said: "Are you worth my sarcasm? With your talent and mentality, there's not much future. What experience is there to spar? Get lost!"

"You..." Heng Yin glared at him.

Heng Xian was surprised: "Are you glaring at me?"

"I... dare not!" Heng Yin's face flushed, and she lowered her head.

Heng Xian's status was different now; she couldn't afford to provoke him, and if something happened, the elders wouldn't favor her!

Heng Xu said with a lisp: "Heng Xian, how can you be like this, she is after all our sis..."

"Slap!"

Before he could finish, he was slapped hard by Heng Xian, "You are even more useless, high-minded and low-handed all day long, beeping and babbling. Go raise donkeys at the demon beast workshop tomorrow!"

"Wuwu..." Heng Xu covered his face, teary-eyed, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Heng Ruze couldn't stand it anymore and said coldly: "That's right! You are now the genius direct-line disciple of the family, we can't compare..."

Before he could finish, he was kicked away, falling heavily to the ground, with a deep bloodstain on his otherwise handsome face.

He was stunned by the fall!

Heng Xian patted his feet: "You know it, and you still say it?"

"Whoo..." Heng Yin and the two or three hundred people breathed rapidly, glaring at him.

Heng Xian snapped his fingers: "If you are not convinced, you can fight me to the death, I'll take it all!"

The two or three hundred people couldn't help but lower their heads slowly.

Even terrifying people like Ye Xiaoyao and Xiao Qiyun were beaten by him like grandsons, how could they fight?

Heng Xian stepped forward and said: "Being beaten by your own people is better than being killed by outsiders. If the Heng family is destroyed, people like you will only be fit to raise horses or be brothel girls."

The group breathed even more rapidly.

Heng Xian walked toward Heng Ruze and grabbed his hair to lift him up: "You still have self-esteem? Xie Lingyu is unwilling to marry you, so you give up on yourself?

You claim to be the third-generation eldest young master and number one genius of the Heng family all day long, but your cultivation is mediocre and your IQ is average.

You can't plan for the family, and you can't win glory for the family in martial arts. You tell me, what use are you?"

Heng Ruze's last bit of shame was exposed. He was stunned first, then burst into tears.

Heng Xian let go of him and looked at all the direct-line disciples: "If I'm not mistaken, a great change is coming to Donglan City. If you want to live, if you want to protect your parents and family,

and not die so miserably, then put down your strange sense of superiority and cultivate properly. Stop acting like big-headed dolls all day long!"

Heng Yin and the others turned pale.

Heng Ruze suddenly crawled up and bowed to Heng Xian: "Being beaten by Younger Brother Xian today is like a head-on blow, I have suddenly awakened! I, I will definitely cultivate hard and protect the family!"

Seeing this, others bowed: "Thank you, Younger Brother Xian, for the reminder!"

Heng Xian waved his hand: "Get lost!"

The group bowed again and retreated slowly.

A Gou, Ling Feng, Su Wan'er, and the other servants were dumbfounded.

Lan Xiang couldn't help but say: "Young Master is so powerful, you beat them, and they still have to thank you!"

"I just exposed their shame. Otherwise, they always think of themselves as someone, and they will be even more miserable when they are pitted by others in the future!"

Heng Xian returned to his room on his own.

Before he could sit down, his father Heng De, Aunt Heng Yue Ruo, and Xie Lingyu rushed back, their expressions strange.

Heng Xian was surprised: "Something's wrong?"

Heng De said: "No, things are too right! A total of thirteen families, seven of them brought portraits, and six girls came in person, each one more beautiful than the last!"

Heng Xian rubbed his nose and asked curiously: "Chest, butt, figure, how many points can they score in a comprehensive evaluation?"

Heng De pondered for a while: "Three of them can score seven points, and the other three..."

"Cough cough..." Heng Yue Ruo coughed heavily.

The father and son immediately closed their mouths, sat on the side with their eyes on their noses and hearts, and picked up their tea.

Heng Yue Ruo said: "Xian'er, the girls' appearances are all okay, but we have to value their family background.

Your grandfather and we discussed it and decided to reject the Seventh Princess Jiang Ziyi and others who have exchanged marriage contracts with Ye Xiaoyao,

and choose the daughter of the Jiangbei Wu family and the Third Princess of the Song Kingdom! The girls from these two families are all excellent and beneficial to our Heng family!

You choose one!"

Saying this, the three looked at Heng Xian with burning eyes.

However, Heng Xian almost didn't think about it: "No need to choose, I don't want any of them!"

Heng De and his sister were stunned: "Why?"

Heng Xian tapped the table: "These vulgar powders, how can they be worthy of me, Heng Xian?"

Heng De gave a thumbs up: "My son... is domineering and wild!"

Heng Yue Ruo held her forehead: "Sigh!"

Heng De immediately changed his words: "Although my son is very excellent, you must be low-key!"

Heng Xian shook his head and said seriously: "Actually, we have read the cultivation records of the East Continent, the thirty-four countries of the Southern Mountain Domain, and 172 families!

The families you mentioned are famous for being opportunistic. They produce a bunch of daughters, marry them everywhere, bet on the potential of their sons-in-law, and work for them!

The most crucial thing is that they only invest and don't take risks. Seeing the wind and steering the rudder is their specialty!

If the Heng family is in trouble, they will immediately break off the marriage contract and will never help! Choosing such weird families is useless!

Looking for them, I might as well marry Cousin Xie Lingyu. We are familiar with our own family, and she is reliable!"

Xie Lingyu's face turned red, and she rubbed her clothes desperately.

Heng De and Heng Yue Ruo looked at each other in surprise. This was something they had never considered!

Heng De tried to ask: "Then... reject them all?"

Heng Xian nodded: "Of course!"

Heng Yue Ruo thought for a while: "There should be a reason, right?"

Heng Xian snapped his fingers: "Just say that I played with too many women in the past few years, and now I want to vomit when I see women!"

Heng De and his sister were dumbfounded: "This statement, isn't it too much?"

Heng Xian said: "Violent rejection is better than being wishy-washy!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 41 =====