Chapter 821 - 391: Are Princes and Ministers Born Different? Sheep

Chapter 821: Chapter 391: Are Princes and Ministers Born Different? Sheep

"You actually want to seek revenge? Then you’re truly courting death."

Saying this, Zhang Fan exerted force underfoot, and Mao Baiguang let out a miserable scream as the sound of rib fractures continued without end, bright red blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

This scene made the surrounding people involuntarily furrow their brows.

This young man is too ruthless, his methods are not like those of a righteous person.

In fact, after the Divine Fusion, Zhang Fan’s personality and actions will change somewhat.

This is his true self.

"Presumptuous!"

At this moment, a sharp shout rang out.

Everyone looked over and saw a woman walking in, bold and graceful, with an exceptional demeanor, her black eyes seemingly brimming with thunder, terrifyingly fierce.

"An expert!"

Zhang Fan glanced over and saw that this woman was not simple, her cultivation not below Meng Qiwu.

"Sis, save me, this is a madman." Mao Baiguang, seeing the newcomer, grasped a lifeline and cried out loudly.

Mao Baifeng, a disciple of Maoshan, also from the direct lineage of the Mao Family.

"Who are you? To dare to commit such acts on an occasion like this today?" Mao Baifeng glanced at her brother, who was under Zhang Fan’s foot, then turned her gaze to Zhang Fan.

She was calm but had no intention of making a move.

"I don’t care who you are, if you can walk out of this exhibition hall today, then Maoshan’s thousand-year reputation would be for naught."

Saying this, Mao Baifeng unhurriedly took out her phone and dialed a number.

In this situation, everyone knew clearly that in the territory of Jiangnan Province, even a master of the Celestial Master Realm must show respect at Maoshan, let alone this unruly young man.

Mao Baifeng said he won’t leave the hall, then he certainly won’t.

She didn’t even need to take action herself.

"Enough, no need to make the call."

At this moment, a distant voice came from the side, and a broad hand directly pressed Mao Baifeng’s phone.

"Hmm!?"

Mao Baifeng turned her head, stunned.

"Fang Changle!?"

Fang Changle, a Maoshan inheritor, held a special position at Maoshan, with a yet more delicate relationship with the Mao Family.

The Mao Family, the founding sect of Maoshan, the direct lineage, yet the title of the inheritor in this generation fell into the hands of an outsider, into Fang Changle’s hands.

"Baifeng, he is my friend, no need for a grand fuss."

Fang Changle spoke softly, slowly walking in front of Zhang Fan, indicating him to lift his foot.

"Friend?" Mao Baifeng’s elegant brows furrowed, re-evaluating Zhang Fan.

"Can your friend act unbridled? What is his background?"

"Alright, my friend is not for you to comment on."

Fang Changle raised a hand and interrupted Mao Baifeng: "Speaking of acting unbridled, it doesn’t compare to your brother."

"Baifeng, you should also manage this useless brother of yours, flaunting Maoshan’s name, how many shameful deeds has he committed outside? It’s simply a disgrace to our sect."

Mao Baifeng’s gaze slightly sank, looking at Mao Baiguang. She had heard somewhat about her brother’s deeds.

Today, with so many people present, Fang Changle spoke bluntly, leaving her somewhat at a loss.

"Today is just a minor punishment and warning, if anything like this happens again, don’t blame me for crippling him." Fang Changle coldly declared.

Mao Baifeng’s face slightly tensed, remaining silent.

Fang Changle held great prestige among the younger generation at Maoshan, especially among disciples of surnames other than Mao, who regarded him as a leader, sect elders also hold him in high regard, claiming the future fortune of Maoshan can rest upon him.

"Fang Changle, I will discipline my brother myself, don’t trouble yourself." Mao Baifeng pondered briefly and spoke solemnly.

"Sis..."

"Shut up!" Mao Baifeng sternly scolded, silencing her incompetent brother.

"Haven’t you embarrassed us enough?"

"Let’s go!"

Saying this, Mao Baifeng took her incompetent brother and left the exhibition hall.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes on Zhang Fan were different, it turns out this young man was not impulsive, but had depth of thought and a scheming mind...

He is a friend of the Maoshan inheritor.

"Friend Zhang, we meet again."

"Thanks to Friend Zhang for resolving the situation this time."

At this moment, the Xiong Family’s high-ranking officials approached, brushing off the earlier gloom, their faces full of spring breeze, radiating warmth.

Previously, Zhang Fan had caused quite a commotion at the Xiong Family’s ancestral hall, and the Xiong Family regarded him as a plague, avoiding him at all costs.

But now, it’s different; conversing casually with esteemed scholars, associating with no mediocrity. Zhang Fan befriending someone like the Maoshan inheritor made him worthy of closer association, more interaction.

With the support of Maoshan’s great backing, the Xiong Family’s foundation in Yujing City is to be solid for ten thousand years.

...

Evening.

Yujing City, Nanchao First Grade.

This is the most expensive property in South City, Yujing City. Even though the real estate market isn’t thriving now, an apartment here is worth eight figures.

"Sis, I just want others to know, in Jiangnan Province, our Mao Family..."

"Shut up."

As soon as they entered, the Mao siblings began arguing.

"Little brother, I know you want to prove yourself and want others to respect you," Mao Baifeng said sternly.

How could she not understand her brother’s mindset? Since childhood, they have been polar opposites; she excelled in everything, naturally gifted, while Mao Baiguang was mediocre.

Everyone’s attention was focused on Mao Baifeng, causing immense imbalance in Mao Baiguang’s heart.

That’s why he’s so ostentatious, using this way to win people’s notice and reverence.

"You are going down the wrong path," Mao Baifeng shook her head and said, "Everything given to you by others is simply castles in the air; everything you possess now is only because you carry the Mao name."

"Without this surname, you’re nothing."

Mao Baiguang clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head, and stayed silent.

Seeing this, Mao Baifeng’s heart softened, her eyes became gentle. She knew her brother had faced much coldness and contempt because of her dazzling presence.

"Recently, An Wuyang is in Yujing City; he’ll be re-casting the Dharma Seal in a few days. I have to accompany him, so I really don’t have the time..." Mao Baifeng’s tone changed.

She shares a close bond with An Wuyang, the Zhongnan Mountain inheritor, and during his stay in Yujing City, she’s been his host.

"Tomorrow, go to the Cliff of Reflection... and reflect on your mistakes."

Mao Baifeng sighed and finally made the decision.

She knew that if unchecked, her brother would waste his potential.

"Don’t blame your sister for being heartless."

Saying this, Mao Baifeng turned and left, accompanied by the muffled sound of the closing door. Mao Baiguang was left alone in the vast house.

"One day, I’ll make you... make all of you see me differently," Mao Baiguang murmured to himself, head bowed.

Sizzle... Sizzle...

At that moment, the lights in the house flickered, and the next moment, all lights went out.

"It seems your sister still values you greatly."

Suddenly, a faint voice came from the corner.

Mao Baiguang abruptly turned, and under the faint moonlight, he vaguely saw a person sitting on the sofa.

"When did you get here?"

"Before you siblings came in?" the person whispered.

"Did you suffer a big loss today?"

"I want you to investigate someone," Mao Baiguang gritted his teeth and said.

"No need to investigate; the person who hurt you today is Zhang Fan."

"You know him?" Mao Baiguang frowned.

"Don’t think about revenge; his background is much bigger than yours," the person didn’t answer, and directly said, "Don’t think being a Mao makes you remarkable. Right now, there are more important things for you to do."

"What is it?"

"Your sister letting you go to the Cliff of Reflection gives you an opportunity instead," the person on the sofa whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"There’s a One-Line Sky connecting the Cliff of Reflection and Refining Treasure Cliff at Maoshan. You can go through there and fetch what I want."

"The Purple Sky Divine Command Jade Seal!" Mao Baiguang said in a deep voice.

The Dragon Tiger Mountain Seal, Thirty-Six Great Seals, Seventy-Two Small Seals, all aligned with the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends numbers.

The Purple Sky Divine Command Jade Seal is one of the Thirty-Six Great Seals and ranks eleventh in the Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Golden Seal of the Law.

"You should know, I can’t obtain treasures of that level," Mao Baiguang shook his head.

"Now is the opportunity, as Maoshan needs to re-cast the Dharma Seal for An Wuyang, using this treasure."

Among the materials An Wuyang brought, there are two Residual Seals from Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Jingming Dongyang Seal and the Thunder City Demon-Catching Golden Seal. To refine these Residual Seals and extract Incense Fire Spiritual Power, the eleventh-ranked Purple Sky Divine Command Jade Seal must be used.

"That’s when the Jade Seal will be at its weakest, your opportunity."

"What do I get?" Mao Baiguang asked in a deep voice.

"I can help you ascend to the vacant Zodiac Grand position," the person’s voice was deeply alluring.

"How can you?"

"Cough... cough cough..."

At that moment, a weak cough came from the sofa, followed by the person softly speaking.

"Because I am..."

"Sheep!"