Chapter 23: An Unexpected Encounter with the True Love

Chapter 23: An Unexpected Encounter with the True Love

Lou Yuqing looked at the young man who was speaking. He had a handsome face and a smile on his lips, and seemed very easy to talk to, but his clothes were different from what she was used to.

Silver ornaments adorned her neck, arms, and waist, jingling as she walked—a style unique to southern Xinjiang, exuding a distinctive charm.

At this moment, the young man looked at Mencius' mother, his tone filled with obvious joy: "It's like finding a needle in a haystack, only to have it come to you effortlessly. You actually managed to escape the southern border region. No wonder they couldn't find you anywhere."

Mencius' mother tightened her grip on Mencius' father's sleeve, forcing herself to remain calm, and said, "I don't know you, and I've never been to the Southern Frontier. How could I be the traitor you're talking about?"

Meng's father was completely bewildered. How could he not know that his wife had any connection with the Southern Frontier? He decisively chimed in, "Fellow Daoist, you must provide evidence. My wife comes from the eastern part of the continent. Are you sure you haven't mistaken her for someone else?"

"evidence?"

The young man said leisurely, "I heard it clearly just now. Your son admitted in the recording stone that he had looked through the Myriad Gu Scripture on her body. Do you know what the Myriad Gu Scripture is?"

Mencius' father instinctively asked, "What?"

The young man smiled slightly: "This book records almost all the varieties of Gu insects and is one of the traditional inheritances of the sacred mountains of the Southern Frontier."

"More than sixty years ago, a turmoil occurred on the Holy Mountain, and someone seized the opportunity to steal the Myriad Gu Scripture, which has never been recovered. Do you understand now?"

The young man looked at Meng's father with a smile, but the smile looked sarcastic no matter how you looked at it.

The father of Mencius looked incredulous.

The other party's meaning was obvious: the person who stole the Ten Thousand Gu Scripture was none other than Meng's mother!

However, when he met Mencius' mother, she clearly said that she came from a coastal city in the east and had come here to seek refuge because of a flood.

"You should refute him!" Meng's father urged anxiously.

Meng's mother looked pale and apologetically at Meng's father before silently lowering her head.

She had nothing to say.

This person knows everything about what happened back then, and should be a mid-to-high-level figure in the Holy Mountain. If she were to lie, she would surely be exposed immediately.

Meng's father's mind was in a whirl. In fact, he knew in his heart that Meng's mother had probably fabricated her origins, and if she admitted it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But how did things develop to this point?

Everything was fine yesterday...

Everyone's gaze shifted back and forth between the Meng family members.

Meng Siyu is a two-faced person, and his mother's background is also quite remarkable.

Southern Xinjiang has always been a mysterious place on the continent. Although they did not know the specific uses of the Myriad Gu Scripture, they could roughly understand its value when they heard that the Blood-Sucking Gu in it could cure congenital ailments.

Suddenly, all sorts of ulterior motives arose.

The young man smiled and said, "I would like to offer you all a word of advice: if you are not a member of the Holy Mountain and touch the Myriad Gu Scripture, there is only one outcome: death!"

The last word, emphasize it!

Despite his smiling face, the moment he finished speaking, his expression turned fierce, causing everyone present to back away.

Lou Yuqing pointed at Meng Mu curiously and said, "More than sixty years have passed, and she is still alive. Does she have to wait a hundred years before she dies?"

Yes, Mencius' mother is still alive!

Everyone suddenly realized what was happening, and their thoughts started racing again.

“Of course someone took the blame for her. It’s a pity her own child has been plagued by illness since childhood.” The young man raised an eyebrow and cast a mocking glance at Meng Siyu.

Meng Siyu's head suddenly exploded.

His weakness was not congenital, but man-made!

"So it was you! You've caused me so much suffering!" Meng Siyu cried out hoarsely, wishing she could tear her mother's flesh off. "You've ruined me, and you've ruined Wei Houming. You don't deserve to be a mother at all!"

Meng Siyu's words pierced straight into Meng's mother's heart.

Mencius' mother murmured, "Is it my fault?"

Meng's father slapped his thigh and cried out, "What a terrible thing!"

The young man's words were like a bomb, devastating the Meng family the moment they landed.

Looking at the scene before him, Wei Houming felt a sense of absurdity, but he quickly dismissed it; the past is the past.

He's come to terms with it and let it go.

After the young man's explanation, many people gave up the idea, after all, they didn't want to die, but some were still eager to try, because fortune favors the bold.

Just then, Gu Bugai glanced ahead.

Two powerful auras were rapidly approaching from that direction, roughly equal to Kui Tu's. One of them was likely the city lord of Ping'an City, and the other...

Gu Bugai paused for a moment and looked at the young man. That man should be related to him, as the two cultivated the same kind of technique and their auras were quite similar.

"Your city lord has arrived," Elder Kui Tu said to the burly man with thick eyebrows.

The burly man with thick eyebrows glanced in that direction and, sure enough, saw the city lord approaching rapidly. When the other party arrived, he immediately led his subordinates forward respectfully: "City Lord, the suspect is right there."

The city lord was a middle-aged man with a beautiful beard. He nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Elder Kui Tu, his eyes suddenly hardening.

"Fellow Daoist Kui, we haven't seen each other for many years. My men are unaware of your identity. Please forgive them if they have offended you." The city lord dared not presume.

Others may not know Kui Tu's background, but he, a semi-acquaintance who had dealt with him before, knew him all too well, and he would do whatever was most cautious.

Elder Kui Tu smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. How do you plan to deal with the matter of the demonic cultivators? If it is proven that they have colluded with the enemy, is it not excessive to sentence them to death?"

"Not at all, not at all," the city lord replied repeatedly.

At this moment, the young man greeted the monk next to the city lord, saying, "Master."

"I know, where is the traitor?" The man was wearing a colorful robe that looked gaudy, but because of his exceptionally handsome appearance, he appeared very well-rounded and content.

Lou Yuqing thought to herself: Both master and disciple are good-looking.

Of course, it's still slightly inferior to her and her master's combination.

The young man pointed towards Mencius' mother.

Master Huayi then consulted with the others, saying, "Fellow Daoists, this person is a traitor from our Southern Frontier. This matter concerns the great succession of the Holy Mountain. I wonder if you could do us a favor?"

He had spoken with the city lord on the way here, so he mainly asked Elder Kui Tu.

Upon hearing this, Elder Kui Tu pondered and said, "If you can do what I just told the city lord, then it's fine to let you interrogate me."

“Fellow Daoist, you can rest assured. The Holy Mountain and the Demonic Path are equally irreconcilable. Moreover, she stole the Myriad Gu Scripture, which is a crime punishable by death!” Master in flowery clothes said without hesitation.

After speaking, he glanced around, and the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator spread out, causing those who were greedy to immediately abandon their thoughts.

With this senior in charge, who would dare to covet the Myriad Gu Manual?

Meanwhile, in a place unknown to Lou Yuqing.

The system silently scrolled through a line of text—This big juicy gossip has been delivered. Three people were there to enjoy it: Zixiao Immortal Venerable, Si Nidie, and Wei Houming.

Lou Yuqing looked at the system panel and felt that one name was particularly familiar.

[List of participants: Tan Sheng (1000 points)]

"Tansheng?"

Isn't this Wu Fengshu's true love?