Chapter 112 (Chapter 112) - Woman Disguised as Man

Chapter 112 (Chapter 112) - Woman Disguised as Man

In the silent stillness, countless eyes fell on Meng Zonghan. His lips twitched almost imperceptibly. Fine, let's just say everyone was intimidated by his tyranny.

"Shuangya, where did you get your magical artifact?" Meng Zonghan asked again, but this time he was asking the question with an answer in mind.

Seeing the determination on her father's face, Meng Shuangya knew she had to speak up. She looked at He Wenjing in the crowd, and as they looked at each other, a sweet feeling, typical of young lovers, welled up between them.

“Father, it was Wenjing who gave it to me.” The truth had come out, and she couldn’t hide it any longer, so she decided to let Wenjing be open about it. In public, her father would never make things difficult for him.

Meng Zonghan and He Wenjing naturally understood her good intentions. The former thought to himself that his daughter was growing up and would turn her back on him, while the latter was deeply moved and looked back at her with love in his heart.

Before Meng Zonghan could speak, He Wenjing mustered his courage, flew onto the arena, bowed to his opponent, and said in a deep voice, "Disciple He Wenjing greets Palace Master Meng."

Meng Zonghan glanced at him sideways and snorted coldly: "It was you who gave Shuangya the inferior magic weapon, causing her to be injured in the competition. Do you know your mistake!"

He Wenjing's back slumped, his knees buckled, and he fell to his knees with a thud, as if an invisible hand was pressing down on him. This force was the oppressive power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

He was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he was no match for him.

"This disciple knows his mistakes. First, he misjudged people, thinking that Su Zhile had Master Du's genuine magic weapon. Second, he was careless and did not carefully examine the magic weapon during the transaction."

He Wenjing did not defend himself in the slightest, but seriously reflected on his mistakes.

As the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, Meng Zonghan admired this type of person the most—responsible, calm in the face of trouble, and never shirking responsibility. But then again, he still didn't like this kid.

Under his prolonged gaze, He Wenjing struggled to breathe, swayed precariously, and, with the oppressive aura emanating from him, clearly overburdened, exhibiting various negative reactions.

Meng Shuangya's face showed surprise. She squatted down next to He Wenjing, grabbed his arm, and said anxiously to Meng Zonghan, "Father, Wenjing can't take it anymore."

His daughter's voice brought Meng Zonghan back from his thoughts. Seeing He Wenjing's face as pale as paper, he quickly withdrew his oppressive aura, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and changed the subject, asking, "Who is Su Zhile?"

Su Zhile's friend glanced at him silently.

Su Zhile: "..." What was bound to happen has finally happened.

He gritted his teeth and stepped onto the arena: "Disciple Su Zhile greets Palace Master Meng."

Meng Zonghan asked, "Is there anything you want to say?"

The truth of the matter is clear to everyone, but the process cannot be omitted.

Su Zhile felt immense pressure and said with embarrassment, "This disciple is ashamed. The magical artifact I sold to He Wenjing was purchased from an intermediary who claimed to be Master Du Fengyao. As for that person's name..."

The person behind the scenes is named Min Daode.

I'd say it's more like being immoral.

Min Daode and Du Fengyao are in the same profession, both being weapon refiners. Because Du Fengyao's business is good, while he often has his goods returned, he became jealous of Du Fengyao.

He spent a great deal of time studying Du Fengyao's rune markings, and finally, one day, by chance, he deciphered them.

Using this skill, he successfully deceived his disciples, including but not limited to Su Zhile.

All I can say is that this level of forgery technique has reached its pinnacle.

Hearing the mysterious female voice, Du Fengyao's anger surged. Damn Min Daode! She hadn't taken his previous conflict to heart.

Unexpectedly, he was secretly using her name to swindle and deceive people. If Meng Shuangya hadn't encountered an accident during the magic duel, she wouldn't have known when she discovered his underhanded tricks.

Su Zhile, who had been stammering, suddenly spoke fluently: "The middleman's name is Min Daode."

Meng Zonghan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Houming, have someone bring Min Daode to the Hall of Law Enforcement."

Kui Houming replied, "Yes, Lord Palace Master."

The referee, seeing that the matter was settled, announced the result of the competition.

"Kui Houming wins the first match of the Golden Elixir Division Tournament!"

Although it's somewhat regrettable that Meng Shuangya was tricked by the magical artifact, it was ultimately her own fault, and the outcome was irreversible; the winner was still Kui Houming.

Kui Houming turned and left, and Du Fengyao quickly followed. Su Zhile did the same. He Wenjing also wanted to go, since he was involved in the case, but Meng Zonghan raised his hand to stop him.

"I have something to ask you."

Upon hearing Meng Zonghan's words, He Wenjing immediately understood the other party's intention.

He glanced at Meng Shuangya beside him out of the corner of his eye, feeling a little nervous. He and Shuangya had discussed not meeting his parents now, but by a twist of fate, her father found out about his existence.

He Wenjing stopped Meng Shuangya, who was about to speak, and said, "Elder, I know what you want to ask. Shuangya and I are in love with each other. We did not mean to hide it from you. We just wanted to find a suitable time to tell you."

Meng Zonghan smiled enigmatically: "If I disagree, what will you do? Shuangya is my daughter, with exceptional talent in cultivation. Do you think you are worthy of her?"

Meng Shuangya is a Golden Core cultivator, while He Wenjing is still a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

“Elder, Shuangya told me that you are a reasonable elder, and I believe you will respect her choice. Shuangya cultivates faster than me, and I admit that I am inferior, but since she chose me, I must have something to offer.” He Wenjing was not intimidated by his words, straightened his back, and said firmly.

Meng Zonghan noticed that after He Wenjing finished speaking, his daughter's eyes softened considerably. He thought to himself that the boy was quite eloquent, and asked in a slightly annoyed tone, "What's commendable about him?"

He watched He Wenjing with a leisurely air, waiting to see what kind of explanation he could come up with.

Everyone stared intently at the arena, not wanting to miss a single moment. Their gossip instincts were surging; the duel between father-in-law and son-in-law was truly spectacular.

“Shuangya’s requirement for a partner is that he marry into your family, and I have agreed to be your son-in-law.” He Wenjing was completely unaware of how explosive his words were.

Everyone was stunned: A live-in son-in-law?!

Any cultivator with any ability would not choose this path, as they would be ridiculed by the cultivation world.

Meng Zonghan paused for a moment, his expression turning strange. He had previously made such a guess, but upon meeting the young man, he found him to be quite ambitious, and thus dismissed his original idea.

“That’s right, Wenjing is willing to marry into the family.” Seeing that Meng Zonghan didn’t speak, Meng Shuangya asked suspiciously, “Father, you don’t want to break up the couple, do you?”

Meng Zonghan: "..."

He was thinking about the problem when he almost became the "bad guy".

He said, "You're overthinking it."

Upon hearing this, Meng Shuangya turned to He Wenjing and smiled, "I told you, Father is a reasonable man. You see, he agreed without saying a word."

He Wenjing glanced at Meng Zonghan, whose face had darkened, and said against his will, "Yes, Palace Master Meng is indeed kind and approachable."

Meng Shuangya retorted, "Calling me Palace Master sounds too unfamiliar. You should call me Father-in-law instead."

He Wenjing readily agreed: "Your son-in-law greets your father-in-law."

Meng Zonghan, who was delighted to be called "father-in-law": "..."

No, when did he agree?

Sect Leader Qingxu and the others chuckled, rarely seeing the usually composed and prudent Meng Zonghan display such an expression.

Master Minghan said with a smile, "Congratulations to your esteemed sect's Fellow Daoist Meng on gaining a fine son-in-law. May the young couple live a long and happy life together and achieve great success in their cultivation."

"If Senior Brother Meng knew, he would surely be very happy." Madam Hongyan sighed with emotion, hoping that lovers in the world would not be like her, forever separated from their Daoist partners.

Master Minghan noticed that Hongyan was in a bad mood and sighed inwardly, knowing that she was thinking of something sad. Her Daoist partner was a cultivator from the Hundred Spirits Sect who had perished in the demonic calamity of that year.

Hongyan refused to believe he was dead. Master Minghan wanted to say a few words of advice to her, but unfortunately, her Daoist partner believed in the Dao of Non-Action and did not light the soul lamp within the sect, so there was no conclusion as to whether he was dead or alive.

Perhaps, in fact, the person is not dead, but is healing somewhere, and will return after a long time. This is the expectation that Hongyan has held all these years.

But if the person wasn't dead, how could they not come back? She's been waiting in vain ever since.

Master Minghan shook his head helplessly.

At the same time, Meng Zonghan glared at his daughter. He had previously established his authority in front of He Wenjing with the intention of testing him, and had not originally planned to make things difficult for the boy.

Now look what's happened! With her daughter interfering, her authority is gone.

Meng Shuangya winked at her father, "You're worrying too much. Wen Jing is just a Foundation Establishment cultivator. What trouble could he possibly cause in front of you?"

Meng Zonghan understood his daughter's meaning and felt much better: Fine, I'll accept the title of father-in-law for now. There will be plenty of ways to test this kid in the future.

He cleared his throat: "Wenjing, you..."

The next moment, Lou Yuqing's shocked voice rang out.

[This guy's living off a woman is so satisfying... Wait, this live-in son-in-law is actually a woman disguised as a man to trick her into marriage!]

Everyone was dumbfounded: Holy crap, what did they just hear?!

Meng Zonghan's expression changed, and he subconsciously looked at his daughter. Meng Shuangya seemed to have been struck by lightning, her mind went blank for a moment, and she looked at He Wenjing in disbelief.

"You...you..." She tried to question him repeatedly, but no matter what she did, she couldn't find the words. A huge sense of absurdity overwhelmed her, leaving her confused.

He Wenjing also heard Lou Yuqing's thoughts. At this moment, his mind was in turmoil, and he opened his mouth: "Shuangya, I..."

Halfway through his sentence, he revealed a pained expression. The mysterious female voice was right; this relationship originated from deception. What could he explain? That he had deliberately approached her but fell in love with her during their interactions?

He himself thought it was outrageous to say that.

Meng Shuangya's eyes, which had been shining faintly, gradually dimmed in his silence. Why did he stop talking? Even if he said he had his reasons, that he was forced to do it, she would still have a reason to forgive him.

"So you're admitting it?" Meng Shuangya said coldly. She suddenly felt ridiculous for not being able to tell that He Wenjing was a woman and even considering her the love of her life.

He Wenjing's throat tightened, and he couldn't speak because of the soreness. He longed to hold her in his arms and tell her that he loved her, but a marriage of convenience was a marriage of convenience, and that was an unchangeable fact. The reason he fell in love with her was not pure.

He should have expected things to be exposed one day, but he never expected it to come so suddenly.

Meng Shuangya's face darkened, a mixture of anger, sadness, and humiliation crashing against her heart like a raging storm, tearing open wounds that she could clearly feel.

Shi Xiuxiu empathized with Meng Shuangya; the feeling of being betrayed and deceived was definitely not pleasant. She couldn't help but think of Qi Luofeng. Was there some kind of curse on live-in sons-in-law? They were all liars.