Chapter 24: Qin Hao of Bu Lao Mountain, Three Punches and Two Kicks

"Fairy, since this beast just now angered you, feel free to come and exact your retribution."

Mengchen looked back toward where Xiyao was; his lovable little face was radiant, and his speech was full of heroic spirit.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Jiuyou Ao cub, which had been lying motionless on the ground, instantly scrambled up, its pair of pitch-black eyes and the vertical eye in the center of its brow wide open.

It cursed inwardly: "What a shameless, unscrupulous bald monk. This whole affair was clearly his own doing, yet he has pushed it onto my head."

Xiyao raised both hands and waved them gently, saying with an awkward smile: "Let it be! It has already received the punishment it deserves at your hands!"

She was deeply shocked inside; this was a legendary Ten Fiends! How could she dare to act rashly?

Xiyao's words allowed the Jiuyou Ao cub, which had thought it would suffer physical pain again, to breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, although this human girl has no brains, her heart isn't as black as this bald monk's. That really scared this Ao to death."

But Mengchen's next words made the Jiuyou Ao cub feel deeply enraged.

He really was shameless to the extreme; shameless enough to be the reincarnation of his own eighteenth-generation ancestor.

Mengchen smiled and said: "Fairy, you truly have a great heart, one that can encompass everything and contain all things. Allow me to thank you on behalf of this unruly mount of mine for your grace in forgiving it."

"What a pompous, shameless scoundrel. Not only is he confusing right and wrong, but he even wants to play the good guy after the fact."

The Jiuyou Ao cub felt deeply ashamed; this was likely the darkest moment for the Jiuyou Ao clan, to be so humiliated by a shameless little bald monk no bigger than a fart.

It roared fiercely in its heart: "Oh Heaven! Oh Earth! I beg you to open your eyes and look! How can such a shameless scoundrel be worthy of dwelling in this great world?"

"That's enough. It is a Ten Fiends, possessing peerless inheritance, destined to reach the pinnacle in the future. It might even become a powerful partner you can entrust your back to. You must think clearly; do not throw away this opportunity and fortune."

The voice of the Vajra Pestle echoed in Mengchen's mind, carrying a tone of warning.

"That is natural; I have my own plans," Mengchen replied.

Thinking about it carefully, his various words and actions from before were indeed a bit excessive.

Although if not for the existence of the Vajra Pestle today, he, Xiyao, and the Jinmao Shizi would all have perished at its hands.

But the cause of this incident still lay with him; if not for shifting the blame, he would not have fallen into such a desperate situation.

But likewise, there is cause for every effect; if not for this, he probably would not have discovered that it was a descendant of the Ten Fiends.

Perhaps after this incident, whether it is fate or karma between him and the Jiuyou Ao cub remains to be seen.

"Let's hope so!"

The voice of the Vajra Pestle echoed, full of deep meaning.

"Hurry and leave! I sense a mysterious power quietly awakening here. If I were to confront it, I fear this realm would be destroyed."

"What mysterious power?"

The Vajra Pestle's sudden words made Mengchen's heart shudder.

What kind of power could actually destroy this secret realm that was a world unto itself?

At the same time, he became even more curious: what kind of existence was this Vajra Pestle? What kind of heaven-reaching power did it possess?

"Don't ask so much, just hurry and leave."

Hearing the resolute tone of the Vajra Pestle, Mengchen dared not delay and began calling for everyone to head out of the lair.

Under Mengchen's tyrannical might, the Jiuyou Ao cub transformed back into the appearance of a little black dog and was held in Mengchen's arms.

Before long, the end of the long, pitch-black tunnel came into view, and they walked out of the lair.

As soon as they exited the lair, a group of human youths surrounded them from the front.

Judging by their attire, they were people from the Bu Lao Mountain.

The person in the lead was someone Mengchen and Xiyao both remembered: the young genius of Bu Lao Mountain, Qin Hao! His age was slightly younger than theirs, appearing to be close to nine years old.

Qin Hao wore a suit of silver-white battle armor, his face delicate and youthful, his shoulder-length ponytail fluttering in the wind, quite displaying the heroic spirit of a youth.

"Was it you who injured my Bu Lao Mountain disciples and forced your way into the lair earlier?" Qin Hao's tone was firm.

Immediately, he brandished his long spear and stepped forward, his aura growing increasingly powerful.

Upon hearing this, Xiyao's stunningly beautiful face immediately showed anger: "Your Bu Lao Mountain can do the deed of monopolizing opportunities, but others aren't allowed to seize them? Don't forget, this is the territory of my Xuan Sect."

"I did not say that competing is forbidden, but you came to compete only after I entered the lair; I'm afraid that is a bit unreasonable!" "As long as you can defeat the long spear in my hand, I can let you leave, but if you cannot, then I am sorry, please hand over the fortune you obtained inside the lair."

Qin Hao held his head high and chest out, full of heroic spirit.

"Fine, then I shall be the one to teach you a lesson." Saying this, Xiyao was about to step forward.

"Time is pressing, let me do it!" Mengchen stepped forward first.

"He has blocked in front of me once again."

Xiyao looked at the back heading forward, a faint smile appearing on her face, and a kind of indescribable joy already in her heart.

Mengchen raised his palm and made a beckoning gesture toward Qin Hao: "Come quickly! Don't waste time!"

Seeing his arrogant and dismissive posture, Qin Hao scolded: "What an ignorant bald monk, is this how your Western Sect teaches its disciples manners?"

"Nonsense, is there no one left in your Bu Lao Mountain? To send you out, looking at your age, I imagine you haven't been weaned yet, have you?"

Mengchen did not hold back his tongue either, making an issue out of his age.

"You are courting death!"

Qin Hao scolded angrily, then thrust his long spear and charged over.

"Bang!"

The cold glint struck; Mengchen dodged to the side and threw a simple punch, hitting his abdomen, and Qin Hao was sent flying backward instantly.

The group of Bu Lao Mountain disciples who had surrounded them saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to check on him: "Young Master, are you alright?"

"Get away from me! Come again!" Qin Hao stood up, instantly enraged, pushed the disciples aside, and charged over again.

"Clang!"

The long spear was flicked away by Mengchen with a finger, and then he threw a punch that hit his abdomen again, launching him high into the air.

"Bang!"

Mengchen leaped up and delivered a kick, sending him flying like an arrow, crashing into a giant rock in the distance.

"Boom!"

The giant rock shattered, and dust filled the sky.

Qin Hao struggled to stand up and walked out from the dust-filled sky, then spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale before he fainted.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Undying Mountain were terrified and shouted in shock, "Baldy, do you know what you have done?"

"Just wait for the wrath of our Undying Mountain!"

"If anything happens to our Young Master Qin Hao, our Undying Mountain will surely storm your Western Sect and grind your bones to dust."

"Hmph! I'll be waiting!" Mengchen replied coldly.

He had intended to deal with these people one by one, but the voice of the Vajra Pestle came to his mind, telling him not to waste time and to leave as quickly as possible.

Mengchen dared not delay; he grabbed Xiyao, jumped onto the back of the Jinmao Shizi, and urged it to gallop toward the distance.

Xiyao and the Jinmao Shizi were both very confused by this action, wondering what reason could possibly make Mengchen so hurried.

"Boom!"

A heaven-shaking vibration erupted from behind, the nest of the Ten Fiends instantly exploded, and a dense, extreme dark mist surged upward rapidly.

Gradually, a massive black lotus flew out from the exploded nest.

At the same time, from within that black lotus, a deep and vast voice resounded through the nine heavens.

"Who is it?"

"Who on earth is it?"

"Who dares to abduct my child!"

(End of this chapter)