Chapter 638 Even My Dad Can’t Beat Me

For more than ten years, he has never cared about what his mother thinks. For a moment, he felt a little guilty.

The stagnation of heart qi and the accumulation of it over the years have already made it a terminal illness. It is not easy to cure a heart disease.

A prescription came to Murong Ji's mind, and it was indeed missing a lot of medicinal materials. [I have to go to the South again. ]

After he had made up his mind, he said softly, "Mom, let's go home."

Mang Shirui was shocked and looked at Murong Ji in disbelief, then let out a long breath.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you. You are a kid who has great ambitions for the world. Why should you be confined to this small space?"

"Don't be restrained. No matter how much you care about the world, you must have roots. It's great to know clearly where you come from and where you are going." He helped Mang Shirui stand up, and the mother and son walked in the yard together.

After chatting about family matters, Murong Ji listened quietly. Towards the afternoon, Mang Shirui said, "What I'm thinking about is not the Chen family, but your father..."

Murong Ji understood instantly that Chen Quan had died long ago, but the current Chen Quan was "resurrected" by Jin Chenxi using his memories.

Strictly speaking, it is not Chen Quan.

No matter how I explain it, my mother will probably find it hard to believe it, so it would be better to let her really think that it was Chen Quan.

"Now that I'm old, I always like to think about things in the past. I couldn't figure them out when I was young, but now I realize how stupid I was at that time." Mang Shirui smiled bitterly, supported Murong Ji's hand, and walked towards the house.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled, "Mother, please wait a few days. Father has gone to repair the yard. It should be almost done in a few days. I will ask him to pick you up."

Mang Shirui was stunned for a moment, and finally sighed deeply, "If I hadn't forced you and gone to great lengths to get you to participate in the Blue Sky Conference back then... would all these things have happened?"

Murong Ji was somewhat helpless: "Don't think too much. Even if there was no Blue Sky Conference, our Chen family could not escape the Xiao family's subsequent purge. You know how fierce the struggle was back then."

Mang Shirui breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right."

It was as if a stone had been lifted from my heart, and I felt a lot more relaxed.

Murong Ji slowly loosened his hand and secretly withdrew his true energy that had turned into a silk thread. He watched Mang Shirui walk a few steps by herself, take a few deep breaths, and then let the depressed air dissipate.

The whole person felt a lot more relaxed again and looked a few years younger.

A thirty-year-old girl is at the prime of her life. Besides, Mang Shirui is pretty, so she shouldn't have such a heavy and decadent look on her face.

Murong Ji slowly closed his mouth, stopped his heavy tongue, and untied the depression in his heart. This thing cannot be used too often on people.

It was not until this time that Murong Ji discovered that Mang Shirui's cultivation level was the sixth level of Yuqing, which was quite capable.

If he takes good care of himself in the future, he could live another 100 or 200 years, that would be good. With his mother taking care of the family, he would be able to relax a lot.

After leaving the yard, Murong Ji went straight to Wang Quanshouzhuo's study. After living under someone else's roof for more than ten years, it was time to put an end to it.

With his current strength, relying on a few magic weapons, it would be no problem for him to wipe out the Xiao family.

Although he might not be able to defeat Wang Quan Shouzhuo, he couldn't kill himself either.

After negotiating with Wang Quan Shouzhuo, Murong Ji bought some servants, planted life and death talismans, and took them to the Chen family's house.

Along the way, after several hours, the road leading to Chen's house was repaired.

Murong Ji sat in the carriage, opened the curtains and looked at the scene outside. The weeds on both sides of the road had been trimmed and the branches also showed signs of pruning.

When we arrived at Chenjiazhuangzi, we found that it had been almost completely renovated inside and out.

Walking to the gate and looking at the dark black door that had been repainted, Murong Ji slowly exhaled.

Chen Quan is fast enough.

Looking at the Chen family mansion again, when Murong Ji designed it, he designed it according to the style of Shanhaiyuan in the world of Zhu Xian.

We didn't have that much money at the beginning, so we could only mark out the space. Now we can continue to expand the yard.

Before Murong Ji could step forward, the door suddenly opened. Several elderly people from the Chen family stood in front of the door and saluted Murong Ji.

"Master, you are back."

Murong Ji couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He walked into the yard in silence and asked casually, "Where's my father?"

"The master has gone to buy furniture."

Murong Ji nodded, glanced at the dragon and tiger screen wall in the middle, where the water stains from washing had not yet completely dried, and then he walked into the yard silently.

Not long after, Chen Quan came back with the purchase and directed the servants to move it in little by little and place it carefully.

In the eyes of the world, Murong Ji has long been the head of the Chen family. Once Wang Quan Shouzhuo acknowledged it that year, it could not be changed.

Now, Xiao Wancheng has personally entered the genealogy into the register, and it has been completely settled.

From then on, after five generations, the Chen family could be called an aristocratic family.

Murong Ji stood aside, watching Chen Quan busying around and feeling uncomfortable, and sighed softly. "When will you come back?" Xiao Ning stood aside, silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "I can't come back."

Murong Ji nodded. The younger generations of the Xiao family today are not very promising, except for the third son, Xiao Tianhao, who has good qualifications.

He follows Miss Li around all day long, running around, obviously aiming to become a son-in-law. That would have been fine, but he has also neglected his cultivation.

Not to mention comparing with Wang Quan Baiye, Yang Yitan and others. Now, Xiao Ning is far behind.

Xiao Ning today is a talented young man who can compete with those geniuses, so it is natural that the Xiao family will not let him leave.

"How is Xiao Wancheng? Is he dead?"

Xiao Ning frowned, not liking Murong Ji's tone, but he didn't say much, "The patriarch's foundation has been damaged, and his cultivation has been greatly reduced. Over the years, his injuries have never healed."

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed. Xiao Ning's tone was enough to explain everything. It was not that he couldn't come back, but that he didn't want to come back.

The Xiao family is wealthy and powerful, and everything is almost in his pocket. He is the future head of the Xiao family.

What are you doing back at the Chen family? To help Murong Ji?

Murong Ji didn't say anything. This was what he wanted to see. If Xiao Ning controlled the Xiao family, the Chen family would have a lot less trouble.

After slowly exhaling a breath, the two brothers said nothing more.

A few days later, Murong Ji and Chen Quan brought Mang Shirui back to the Chen family mansion. After resting for a few days, they started the Chen family dinner.

The original Chen family, including Xiao Wanqing, got together again after more than ten years and had a simple meal, which was considered a reunion.

After the excitement, what was left was desolation. Murong Ji didn't feel that way, but it was his mother Mang Shirui's sentimentality that eventually affected him a little.

"Mother, I'll have to trouble you to take charge of the household from now on."

Murong Ji has not yet married, so Mang Shirui has to take care of the household chores.

After staying at home for a few days and explaining all the current businesses of the Chen family to his mother, Murong Ji left enough money, said goodbye to his mother, and flew south on his sword to collect herbs.

Qi stagnation in the heart, the accumulation of more than ten years, is not a minor illness. It will take some effort to cure it.

As for the family business, Murong Ji was not worried. As long as Tu Shan Rongrong did not plot against him, there would be no problem. Chen Quan was originally the city lord, so his abilities were naturally good. With Xiao Ning's care, nothing would go wrong.

Close to the southern border.

Murong Ji's sword was suspended in the air, and he looked around. Not far away, a figure suddenly flew over.

Murong Ji frowned, his eyes moved with golden light flashing, and he instantly narrowed the distance of his sight and looked closely.

He is wearing a funny, somewhat comical, and peculiarly shaped mask, an orange Taoist robe, and a white brocade undershirt. You don't need to look any further to know that he has an extraordinary family background.

Who else could it be if not the king's hegemony?

Murong Ji's gaze fell on the flying sword under his feet. The style of the Wang Quan Sword was just short of having the words "My father is Wang Quan Shouzhu" pasted on its forehead.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, [No wonder, no one can beat you guys...]

"Mr. Murong, long time no see. Come, join our mask group."

"Not interested." After saying that, Murong Ji quickly flew away on his sword.

Wang Quan Baiye was stunned by the straightforward refusal. He followed Murong Ji with some frustration.

He held his forehead with his hand helplessly and asked, "Are we so unpopular with you? Or do you think we are too weak?"

"Neither, but you are too stupid." Murong Ji turned his head and looked at Wang Quan Baiye, "I am not afraid of god-like opponents, but I am afraid of teammates who are like pigs. When you are in trouble, I am afraid of being implicated."

Instantly, Wang Quan Baiye couldn't hold back any longer: "How could we be so stupid!! The Masked Group is the most powerful in the entire Dao League, okay?!!"

"Except for Xiao Ning, with our current strength, we can defeat the heads of all the families. Even my father is no match for me."

Murong Ji looked at Wang Quan Baiye with some surprise. He knew Wang Quan's fighting ability well. It was not a problem to deal with a rookie like him.

Then, Murong Ji figured it out instantly, slapped his face, and said helplessly: "Your father is teaching you the king's sword, do you really think he can't beat you? I can crush you to death with one finger!"

Wang Quan Baiye was stunned. "That's what I said. However, in a few years, he won't be able to beat me."

Murong Ji frowned slightly. This was indeed true. The current royal power and hegemony gave him a sense of danger.

In a few years, his strength will really surpass Wang Quanshouzhuo.

Murong Ji's pair of pale eyes fell on Wang Quan Baiye. In his eyes, there was a thin golden light, like hair. That was the secret of the Taoist Alliance. [It's starting to work! ]

Wang Quan Baiye immediately changed the subject: "We found in the Taoist secrets that it was said that the third young master of Aolai Kingdom drew a circle, and thus there was a distinction between inside and outside the circle."

"This is what we are exploring now. Uncovering the true face of this world, Mr. Murong, aren't you interested?"

(End of this chapter)