The City Lord's Mansion was, of course, at the center of Hanyu City.
At that moment, Wei Hongyi, the City Lord of Hanyu City, was throwing a tantrum. His room was a mess, and even his most beloved screen had been reduced to pieces by his endless rage.
Two guards were kneeling in front of him, trembling. Behind him, two people had already died under Wei Hongyi's fury.
Wei Hongyi's face was extremely gloomy. He glared at the two guards viciously. After a while, he suppressed his anger and asked, "What did that person look like?"
The two guards were trembling all over. The smell of their colleague's blood made them even more terrified.
Just as the two of them were describing Yuan Cheng's appearance again while trembling in fear, there was already a painter waiting by the side who had restored Yuan Cheng's appearance to about seventy to eighty percent.
"Eh? I think I've seen this person before. " As soon as the painter finished painting, the City Lord's Mansion's steward stepped forward.
"Who is it?" Wei Hongyi's eyes were filled with murderous intent. When he thought of his youngest son's serious injuries and destroyed meridians, his murderous intent seemed to be uncontrollable.
The old steward hesitated at first, but then said with certainty, "This person … this person seems to be the head of the Yuan Family. Yes, that's him. I saw him at the entrance of the bookstore today."
"Yuan Cheng?" Wei Hongyi gritted his teeth, his murderous intent filling the air. An ordinary Innate Master dared to be so presumptuous?
At that moment, someone reported, "My Lord, the head of the Yuan Family, Yuan Cheng, requests an audience."
Everyone in the room was stunned. Speak of the devil, and he would appear.
"Good, good, good. He actually dares to come knocking on my door." Wei Hongyi was so angry that he laughed. He really didn't expect Yuan Cheng to come knocking on his door instead of running away. "Invite him in."
Wei Hongyi emphasized the word "invite".
Outside the City Lord's Mansion, Yuan Cheng looked uneasily at the calm Yang Xuan beside him. Only then did he feel slightly relieved.
If it wasn't for Yang Xuan's appearance, he probably would've fled with his family.
A Three Flower Master wasn't someone he could face.
Following the sneering guards of the City Lord's Mansion, he and Yang Xuan entered the hall and saw Wei Hongyi sitting alone in an armchair.
"City Lord Wei!" Yuan Cheng cupped his hands, not knowing what to say.
Wei Hongyi raised his eyelids and said with a fake smile, "Master Yuan, what a good Master Yuan. I didn't expect you to teach my good-for-nothing son a lesson as soon as you came back. Tell me, how should I thank you? "
His every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, causing the temperature in the hall to drop sharply.
Yuan Cheng sighed in his heart. If he had known that this kid was Wei Hongyi's son, he would not have made a move.
He then cupped his fists at Wei Hongyi and said, "City Lord Wei, I really didn't know it was your son. I'm really sorry!"
Wei Hongyi laughed loudly, and the killing intent in his eyes was no longer concealed. "Do you think an apology can resolve this matter? I think you should use your life and Yuan Cheng's entire clan to appease my fury. Kneel down! "
Before he finished his sentence, the teacup in his hand had already turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed at Yuan Cheng's legs.
In the face of an attack from a Three Flower First-String cultivator, even if it was just a casual attack that probably didn't even use half of his strength, Yuan Cheng was still unable to react. He just stood there in a daze.
Yang Xuan took a step forward. Without any visible movement, the bolt of lightning had already turned into powder on the ground.
Wei Hongyi stared blankly for a moment before his expression turned solemn. He stood up from his armchair and sized up Yang Xuan before he sneered, "So it was this old man who made a mistake. To think that there was an expert present. It seems that you've set your sights on Yuan Cheng?"
Yang Xuan didn't want to waste any more time here. He got straight to the point and said casually, "Yuan Cheng didn't hurt your son on purpose. I can heal your son's injuries. Let's settle this matter like this."
Wei Hongyi's expression turned so cold that it almost turned into ice. He said icily, "What shameless boasting. I've never heard of anyone being able to heal damaged meridians."
Yang Xuan didn't want to waste any more words with him. His large hand had already reached out and grabbed at Wei Hongyi.
At first, Wei Hongyi didn't think much of it. He snorted coldly and raised his hand to meet the attack.
In the next second, his expression changed drastically. His entire face was filled with fear, and his entire body began to tremble.
Yang Xuan's hand stopped above his head. Wei Hongyi's face was filled with fear and his expression was dull.
"A … Venerable One?" he muttered and looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief.
He really didn't expect Yuan Cheng to be able to find a Venerable One. Although he was a Three Flower First-String cultivator, compared to a Venerable One, they were still worlds apart. The difference between them couldn't be measured by reason.
Yang Xuan didn't correct him and said directly, "Do you believe me?"
The fear on Wei Hongyi's face had yet to dissipate, but it all turned into bitterness. "Senior, you're a Venerable One. Whatever you say is the truth."
Yuan Cheng was also stunned for a moment. Although he knew that Yang Xuan could win, Wei Hongyi, a Three Flower First-String cultivator who was difficult for him to reach, couldn't even last one move in front of Yang Xuan and was restrained. This was still beyond his expectations.
At this moment, he was extremely glad that he had made the right move.
At the same time, he also felt a deep fear of Yang Xuan's power.
Yang Xuan withdrew his hand and said indifferently, "Take me to have a look."
Although Wei Hongyi still didn't quite believe it, he didn't dare to refute Yang Xuan, someone who could easily restrain him.
As soon as they left the hall, people from the City Lord's Mansion surrounded them. There was no lack of Innate Stage cultivators among them.
Wei Hongyi was afraid that they would offend Yang Xuan and hurriedly said, "Don't be rude. Stand down."
Everyone looked at each other, but they had no choice but to obey the City Lord's orders. They had no choice but to follow behind them.
Yang Xuan didn't care. He just wanted to solve this matter and then ask Wei Hongyi if he knew about Mi Lian Valley.
When he arrived at the room of Wei Hongyi's youngest son, his seriously injured son was still unconscious. He hadn't even changed out of his blood-stained clothes.
A trace of distress flashed through Wei Hongyi's eyes. He loved his youngest son dearly.
Yang Xuan looked at the person on the bed. Yes, his meridians were all destroyed, and he had no inner breath. Yuan Cheng was quite heavy-handed.
"I'll save him, and you and Yuan Cheng will be even. How about it?" Yang Xuan looked at Wei Hongyi and said.
Wei Hongyi suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. This was the second time Yang Xuan had said this. Maybe he could really save his son.
"If senior can restore my son's body, not only will I be even with Brother Yuan, but we will also look after each other in the future." Wei Hongyi solemnly cupped his fists to Yang Xuan.
Yuan Cheng was overjoyed. Although he didn't know how Yang Xuan would treat the injured, he believed that Yang Xuan wouldn't speak without thinking.
Wei Hongyi said it politely. In fact, how could his Yuan family and the City Lord help each other? What he meant was that he would help the Yuan family in the future.
Yang Xuan nodded. He didn't care about this.
With a thought, a faint green light that only he could see flickered on the injured person lying on the bed.
In order to deceive others, he personally went forward and fed a Heaven Reversal Pill to Wei Hongyi's youngest son.
However, this was purely a waste.
A moment later, the green light disappeared and Wei Hongyi's youngest son fell into a deep sleep.
"It's done!" Yang Xuan nodded to Wei Hongyi.
Wei Hongyi was stunned. So fast? He thought that it would take some time to heal his son's injuries.
Then he reacted and took two steps forward. He picked up his youngest son's wrist and began to examine it.
In just a few breaths, his face was filled with ecstasy.
"Thank you, senior, thank you!" Wei Hongyi directly turned around and cupped his fists to Yang Xuan. This time, he was sincerely convinced.
A cripple whose meridians were completely destroyed was able to recover completely in the time it took for a stick of incense to burn. This was simply a miracle.
He thought of a legend that was circulating in the continent.
This kind of miracle could only be performed by the senior experts in the Tianyi Valley.
Only now did Yuan Cheng's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, return to his stomach. He very knew how to behave himself and solemnly bowed to Wei Hongyi. "City Lord Wei, I really didn't know it was your son before. Please forgive me for offending you."
Wei Hongyi also sighed. If it weren't for Yang Xuan, Yuan Cheng would probably be a dead man now.
"Forget it. I'm well aware of my son's temperament. Although his martial cultivation has been completely crippled, his cultivation wasn't high to begin with. At most, he'll just have to spend some time cultivating again. This can be considered a lesson for him."
Yuan Cheng was also somewhat speechless. Although Wei Hongyi's son's meridians had recovered, his martial arts cultivation could no longer be restored.
Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "City Lord Wei, you might as well examine your son's meridians again."
Wei Hongyi and Yuan Cheng were both stunned. They didn't understand what Yang Xuan meant.
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