Chapter 467

Outside the gate, a booming sound shook, and the whole Wu family trembled along with it.

Immediately, many Wu family members and maidservants ran toward the gate, and Wu Hao nearby also ran out.

Heng Xian didn't move; he only needed to sweep his spiritual sense over it once to know what had happened.

Outside the gate now stood a sedan chair, its surface draped in bright red cloth and phoenix silk, obviously a bridal sedan, but inside it was solid iron cold steel, weighing as much as a thousand jin.

A bearded man in the Qi Hai Realm threw the sedan chair from three hundred eighty meters away, then turned and ran, leaving an advisor-like figure who walked over, looked at the chaotic scene inside the Wu family gate, and the advisor coldly smiled, stroking his beard and said: 'Members of the Wu family, listen up—our Hu Ye has taken a liking to Wu Junxi of the Wu family; you must obediently send her over tonight, or else Tungsten Town will wipe out the Wu family!'

The lines were lame, but the threat was strong enough; the entire Wu family was in an uproar.

Especially Wu Junxi, who had just met Heng Xian, turned pale, trembled all over, turned to look at an elderly white-haired Wu family member, and tears poured down like rain.

Heng Xian rubbed his chin and, speaking frankly, thought Wu Junxi was really not much to look at; although she had an egg-shaped face and willow-leaf brows that fit current aesthetics, her gaze was fierce, her cheekbones a bit high, making her hard to stare at, and her talent was also very poor.

That Hu Ye taking a liking to her is about even.

Losing interest, he took Dog Egg aside, calculated with his fingers for a moment, then sent a jade slip message to contact the fourteen nearby sect members.

Unfortunately, within two hundred li nearby, there was no one he knew!

It seems he can only rest for a bit; tomorrow he will use the Heavenly Hexagram to devise a plan and directly march to Nine Palaces Mountain City.

At that moment, Wu Hao came running back from outside, his face full of grief, saying: 'Brother, the Wu family is finished!'

Heng Xian sighed, patted his shoulder, and said: 'Life is unsatisfactory eight or nine times out of ten; one must learn to get used to it!'

'I... can't get used to it!' Wu Hao almost burst into tears, 'I—I'll get you some travel money, you go!'

Heng Xian shook his head: 'I can't walk; let's rest first, tomorrow is not too late to leave.'

Wu Hao looked at him pleadingly: 'What if Hu Ye comes tonight to kill; you won't be able to run!'

Heng Xian said: 'According to normal logic, he will come tonight to abduct Wu Junxi; at most your family will only injure a few people, you can't stop him; after he has his fun with Wu Junxi and tastes the sweetness, tomorrow his attitude might change drastically, and he might even become your in-law—don't worry.'

'Ah...' Wu Hao looked bewildered, 'Eh? How do you know this so clearly?'

'Just guessed!' Heng Xian said.

Wu Hao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: 'What you say makes some sense; I'll first take you to my courtyard to rest.'

……

Wu Hao's courtyard was quite remote and not large; inside there were only two servants feeding the lion beast, and two low‑browed, obedient maids who served tea and water, but the scenery was nice, the flowers, grasses, and tea trees were well trimmed, and looking at it everyone's mood seemed to improve.

After Wu Hao brought Heng Xian in, he slipped out, and Heng Xian found a chair in the courtyard, sat down, and basked in the sun.

Dog Egg, bored out of its wits, stared at that lion beast.

This lion beast was the size of a water buffalo, covered in scale armor, its mane coarse, its face showing ferocity, quite intimidating.

However, anyone who knows understands that this creature is merely a second‑grade spirit beast of the Primordial Realm—good to look at but useless, relying on its appearance to get by.

Sure enough, upon seeing Dog Egg, it instantly cowered, letting out an 'Awoo—' and flopped to the ground.

Dog Egg was quite excited, striking a kingly pose, and with a 'Whoosh—' it leapt onto the lion beast's back, gesturing with its chin to command the beast to perform all kinds of flirtatious moves.

Just then, two servants attending the lion beast came over carrying food from not far away; upon seeing this scene, they dropped the food on the ground, and their belief collapsed instantly.

Heng Xian lazily glanced over and felt that Dog Egg had the potential to be the king of beasts; in his impression, any spirit beast that saw it became honest and obedient.

He looked away, began to close his eyes and nurture his spirit, and carefully studied the Immobilization Technique he had just learned.

Soon, night fell.

The Wu family manor lit up with bright lights; the previously dead‑silent front courtyard inexplicably transmitted a faint cheer.

Although the sound was not loud, it did not escape Heng Xian's ears.

He opened his eyes and saw that the sky was completely dark; not far away, the lion beast lay half‑dead, Dog Egg, bored of playing, squatted beside his leg, and a plate of food lay nearby—likely the lunch brought by the maidservant.

He glanced toward the front courtyard, and a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside; Wu Hao rushed into the courtyard, his face full of joy: 'Heng Xian brother, guess what just happened in our family? If you guess right, I'll call you Dad!'

Heng Xian didn't even think, saying: 'I guess your family has brought in reinforcements, maybe a monk, and that monk said he could definitely take down Hu Ye!'

The joy on Wu Hao's face froze: 'You… how did you guess so accurately?'

Heng Xian straightened his sleeves: 'People give him nicknames; he calculates the great shift of the universe—Heng Half‑Immortal!'

'This… really is a bit divine!' Wu Hao rubbed his hands.

Heng Xian said: 'What did you just say you were going to call me?'

Wu Hao froze, forcing a smile: 'Big brother, don't joke—I was just messing around. Come on, come on, my grandfather set up a banquet to welcome a high monk, with more than ten tables; we're also going to take our seats!'

Saying that, he grabbed Heng Xian and left.

The Wu family's most luxurious courtyard indeed had more than ten tables set up for the feast—seven in the courtyard and three inside the main hall.

At this time most of the Wu family's main disciples and elders had arrived; glancing over, men and women, old and young, varied in appearance, most of them possessed only acquired cultivation.

Those with lower realms were outside, those with slightly higher realms were inside the rooms.

That also made sense.

As a direct‑line disciple, Wu Hao should have been inside, but since he didn't call on his brother‑in‑law's family for help, he was punished to stay in the courtyard; and as a guest, Heng Xian could only follow him there.

Heng Xian didn't mind, and looking at the crowd gathered in the courtyard feasting, he inexplicably felt like he was back at a big banquet in a past life; if he could toss out two packs of cigarettes and chat about family affairs, it would be perfect.

Just then, Wu Junxi, Wu Junhao, and a group of promising young Wu family members walked in from outside.

Most of the Wu family members rose to gesture; Wu Hao was the most exaggerated, stepping forward a few paces: 'Junxi, Jun Chong, you've come!'

The group glanced at him with disgust; Wu Junxi no longer bore the tear‑streaked face from earlier, suddenly saw Heng Xian, furrowed her brows, and said to Wu Hao: 'Today is the home banquet to welcome a high monk; why did you bring an outsider? You don't understand the rules at all!'

Wu Hao blinked, then said: 'Brother Heng is my friend and guest!'

Wu Junxi lectured: 'What kind of friends do you make? We are a cultivation clan; we should befriend experts and cultivators, help each other, only then can we last. What is he? Does he have any cultivation? What benefit is there in you befriending him? It's like trying to help a mud‑covered wall—useless!'

Wu Hao's face turned red, stammering: 'Brother Heng is actually, actually not an ordinary person; he can guess, and he guesses very accurately!'

'What nonsense are you spouting? Guess what?' Wu Jun Chong also snapped.

At this moment Heng Xian gave a light cough: 'Actually, I am an expert!'

(End of chapter)