Meng Anli Calls Master

Yun Jing's brows slightly furrowed. This child is quite resilient.

Yuan Tuo felt uneasy. Before his master left, he mentioned that someone from Chongwu Mountain would come to ask for Huan Dan Grass, and he should make things a bit difficult before giving it to her and sending her back.

But he had made her kneel for ten days and nights.

He anxiously asked, "Is there any hope?"

"Kid," the Magpie God tapped his head, "how dare you question me?"

Yuan Tuo rubbed his head and chuckled, "As long as there's hope, that's good."

The Magpie God took out a pill and went inside to feed it to Meng Anli.

When he came back out, he handed a bottle of pills to Yun Jing. "Take one each day. In less than three days, she should wake up. I'll go find a female Medicine Immortal to come and dress her abdominal wounds."

Yun Jing accepted it.

The Magpie God had a teasing glint in his eyes. "You really care about this girl. She's not actually your lost daughter, is she..."

"Yuan Tuo," Yun Jing interrupted him coldly, "see our guest out."

"Yes."

The Magpie God pouted. "I must be overthinking. Someone like you, a tough nut, how could you possibly have a child with anyone?"

Yuan Tuo stared at Yun Jing in shock.

What does this mean?

He suddenly recalled what his master said when he asked for Huan Dan Grass, "If Meng Anli from Chongwu Mountain comes, make things a bit difficult before giving it to her. I'm somewhat acquainted with her mother."

Acquainted?

Acquainted enough to have a daughter?

Yun Jing, feeling annoyed, raised his hand, sending the Magpie God and Yuan Tuo flying out.

He flipped the porcelain bottle a few times before gripping it tightly and kicked the little lion.

The little lion rolled on the ground but continued to sleep soundly.

Yun Jing walked into the room.

The little girl turned her face slightly. The nonsense had stopped, but she was still crying, with tears pooling between her upturned nose and the corners of her eyes.

"Tsk~ she really can cry."

Meng Anli felt as if she had returned to that dark prison, where the misunderstandings from her past life played over and over, trapping her within.

Until a sweet pill slid down her throat, a gentle force pulling her out from the darkness.

Before she could think further, she sensed danger approaching.

She struggled to lift her heavy eyelids, and what met her eyes was the impatient expression of the Great Deity.

All her grievances vanished in an instant. She scrambled to sit up, got off the bed, and with a thud, knelt on the ground. "Thank you, Great Deity, for saving me. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"Don't want your knees anymore?"

Meng Anli was taken aback. What does that mean?

She caused him trouble, and now he wanted to chop off her legs below the knees?

"I still want them…"

Meng Anli touched her knees. "I don't have the ability to regenerate yet. I hope the Deity will show mercy. If you're really angry..."

Meng Anli assessed her own situation and extended her pinky. "Just chop this off to vent your anger."

"Ha!" Yun Jing laughed in exasperation. "A pair of calves for a pinky? You really know how to bargain."

Meng Anli's face turned pale. After hesitating for a moment, she steeled her resolve.

Forget it, as long as she didn't die, that was what mattered.

"Please go ahead." She sat on the ground, stretched out her legs, and closed her eyes.

Yun Jing looked down and saw her frozen, swollen little feet.

"Frozen like this?"

Yuan Tuo just happened to return and heard this, alarmed, he slid to Yun Jing's side.

"Master! It's my fault."

"How many days have you knelt?" Yun Jing's tone was unreadable.

Yuan Tuo whispered, "Ten days and nights."

Meng Anli opened one eye to glance at Yun Jing, catching a hint of... approval in his gaze.

She felt a spark of inspiration and quickly knelt down again. "I can endure hardships, and I'm very persistent. I'm determined to become stronger. Please, Deity, guide me a little. I promise I won't tarnish your reputation."

Yun Jing thought to himself, this little girl is quite perceptive.

So smart and resilient, a little guidance wouldn't hurt.

"Let's talk after your inner core is formed."

"Have you agreed?"

Meng Anli was struck by a wave of immense surprise, her expression blank for a moment before bursting into a radiant smile, only to furrow her brow in confusion soon after.

The recent nightmares had ignited her desire for revenge.

If she waited until her inner core was formed to return, she might miss Meng Shiwan's entrance exam.

She wanted to sabotage Meng Shiwan's entrance exam!

Yun Jing looked at her with curiosity, wondering how one person's expression could change so rapidly.

She bowed her head respectfully and cautiously asked, "May I ask the Great Deity for guidance at this moment?"

"At this moment?"

"Yes, I want to know, if my enemies are numerous and each one is stronger than me in terms of status and power, how should I deal with them?"

Yun Jing thought about her ramblings for a moment before responding.

"First, wait until you grow stronger. Second, use others to do your dirty work; that 'knife' can be one or many. Third, attack their weaknesses, using a little force to achieve great results."

"Using others to do my dirty work? Attacking weaknesses?" Meng Anli pondered for a moment, her eyes lighting up. "I understand now!"

She looked at Yun Jing with delight. "Thank you, Master!"

Yun Jing lightly scoffed but showed no anger. "You're quite adept at climbing the ladder."

As Confucius said, 'In a group of three, there must be a teacher among them.' Your guidance has opened my mind, so you are indeed my master." Meng Anli bowed three times.

Once she finished, Yun Jing raised his hand. "I don't intend to take on disciples."

A force lifted Meng Anli up. "Alright, Master, I won't disturb you any longer. I'll head back now."

Yun Jing narrowed his phoenix eyes, and a chilling aura surrounded him.

Meng Anli wasn't sure where she went wrong and instinctively felt like kneeling again.

Yun Jing waved his hand dismissively. "Yuan Tuo, see her off."

"Huh?" Yuan Tuo was a bit confused. Wasn't she just here to become a disciple? Why were they parting ways so suddenly?

But he didn't dare hesitate, fearing he might be tossed away again.

"Understood."

Meng Anli followed closely behind him as they left, glancing back at the door when they reached it.

"Bang~"

The door slammed shut with a gust of wind, and if Meng Anli hadn't stepped back quickly, she would have bumped her nose.

"Quickly, let's go!" Yuan Tuo tugged at her sleeve as they flew away.

Meng Anli suddenly took off, instinctively looking down. The ethereal mist swirled around, with deer carrying flowers, colorful birds fluttering about, and spiritual springs winding around the fairy mountains, lush with flowers and grasses.

It was truly a stunning place rich in spiritual energy for cultivation.

What a pity; if it weren't for her urgent desire for revenge, she would have liked to linger here a bit longer.

As the fairy mountain receded, the view below transformed into the vast expanse of the North Sea.

Once they reached the shore, Yuan Tuo finally let go of her.

Meng Anli found him easy to talk to, so she bowed slightly. "May I ask the Great Deity..."

Yuan Tuo waved her off. "No need for that. Just call me Yuan Tuo."

"Yuan Tuo, Great Deity, is it possible to suppress the effects of Huan Dan Grass so that I can form my inner core six months from now?"

"It is possible, but why do you want to do that?"

"Because I want to use others to take down my enemies, striking at their soft underbelly."

Yuan Tuo still didn't fully understand, but he intended to comply, considering she was the first woman to stay in the master's residence and seemed to have a connection with him.

He lightly touched her forehead, and dark mist entered her body, suppressing the chaotic power within.

"I'll teach you a mantra so you can activate the effects of the Huan Dan Grass at any time."

Meng Anli gratefully bowed. "Thank you."

"No need," Yuan Tuo said, supporting her. "Do you need me to take you home?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can return on my own."

The journey back would take nearly six months, just enough time for her to endure the elements and grow even more haggard.

However, there was one thing she was curious about.

She asked softly, "May I ask who that... deity was?"

"Huh?" Yuan Tuo was shocked. "Didn't you notice? That was the Great Emperor Dangmo of the North."

"Huh?"

Meng Anli was even more astonished.

He was the Great Emperor who had wiped out three hundred thousand demon soldiers with a wave of his hand! The supreme deity over countless miles of land in the North?

His power knows no bounds, and he is decisive in battle; even the Heavenly Emperor must give him some respect.

And this is what the Great Emperor Dangmo looks like?

She had seen his portrait before, where he appeared with a red crown, a green face, and sharp fangs, wielding a treasured sword in one hand while crushing a small demon with the other, his broad, large feet trampling over evildoers.

She never expected that the true form of this man would be such an untainted beauty.

That stunning face flashed before her eyes again, and she quickly shook her head to dispel the thought. This was the Great Emperor Dangmo, who could crush her without lifting a finger. How could she dare to think of his appearance?

Meng Anli bowed three times toward his celestial mountain from a distance. "Great Emperor Dangmo of the North, I, Anli, have been quite disrespectful. I apologize."