"What is Xie Qingxuan’s request for help about?"

Only then did Xiao Yun come to his senses and took out a letter sealed with red wax from his bosom.

"Three days ago, Miss Xie suddenly sent this secret letter, which contains your token. It is of great importance, and we dared not decide on our own, so we sent Hong Ya to the Underground City to verify it."

Gu Sheng took the letter, opened the wax seal, and quickly scanned its contents.

The handwriting in the letter from Xie Qingxuan was somewhat sloppy, clearly written in haste.

"Gu Brother, Greetings. Qingxuan is in dire straits, forced into an arranged marriage with the Meng Family. That Meng Xiao is the same person who attempted to take advantage of me at Spirit Flame Mountain in the past. The Meng Family is powerful, and Qingxuan is unable to resist, and can only seek help from you, Brother Gu..."

A cold light flashed in Gu Sheng’s eyes, and a flame suddenly rose in his palm, turning the letter to ashes.

"Meng Xiao..."

Gu Sheng coldly uttered the name.

"It seems it’s time to settle an old score."

Tantai Xueling looked at Gu Sheng.

"Do you need my help?"

"No need."

Gu Sheng shook his head, then added.

"However, if you want to come along to see, it’s no harm."

Tantai Xueling’s lips curled into a slight smile.

"I happen to have nothing else to do."

Xiao Yun and Hong Ya exchanged glances, but didn’t dare to say more.

Gu Sheng had already turned around and started to walk away.

"Manager Xiao, in which direction is the Meng Family Mansion?"

"Northwest corner of Huang City, it covers a great area, with two bronze lions in front."

Xiao Yun quickly answered, unable to resist reminding.

"Young Master Gu, the Meng Family is quite influential in Great Wilderness City, the Ancestor is even..."

Gu Sheng was already striding out the door, with Tantai Xueling following closely behind.

Xiao Yun and Hong Ya exchanged a glance, seeing shock and concern in each other’s eyes.

In front of the Meng Family Mansion, two majestic bronze lions, each three zhang tall, stood impressively, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

Eight guards in uniform stood on both sides, each with a steady presence, at least experts in the Innate Realm.

Gu Sheng and Tantai Xueling walked straight to the main gate, and the guards immediately became alert.

"Halt! The premise of the Meng Family is off-limits to outsiders!"

The leading guard shouted.

Gu Sheng didn’t even spare him a glance, his voice not loud but clearly heard inside the mansion.

"Meng Xiao, Meng Family Ancestor, come out and meet me."

The guards were first stunned, then became furious.

The lead guard shouted harshly.

"Insolent! Who do you think you are, to call out my Young Master’s and Ancestor’s names directly?"

The night was as dark as ink, the ground in front of the Meng Family Mansion cracked inch by inch. That Xuanwu Realm Ninth Layer gatekeeper martial artist was pressed to the ground by an invisible pressure, bleeding from his seven apertures, unable to even scream.

"Gu Sheng! How dare you!"

A furious shout came from the depths of the Meng Family Mansion, the sound waves causing the tiles on the eaves to fall like rain.

Dozens of Meng Family martial artists surged out holding torches, the firelight illuminating the square in front of the mansion like daylight.

They quickly formed a battle array, surrounding Gu Sheng and Tantai Xueling tightly.

The gleam of blades and swords, a chilling killing intent.

"Heh, quite the display."

Gu Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, not even lifting an eyelid.

Tantai Xueling stood by his side, her long hair stirred gently by the night wind.

She spoke softly.

"The Meng Family has been rooted in East Desolation for a hundred years, their foundation is indeed deep."

"Foundation?"

Gu Sheng’s lips curled into a cold smile.

"After tonight, the East Desolation will have no Meng Family."

"Arrogant!"

A harsh shout came, the crowd automatically parted to open a path.

The Meng Family Ancestor stepped forward slowly, surrounded by followers, wearing a purple and gold robe, his face sinister, eyes flashing cold.

As he saw Gu Sheng’s face, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"So it is you! I haven’t come to settle scores with you yet, and you deliver yourself to my door!"

Gu Sheng stared directly at the Meng Family Ancestor, his voice as cold as ice.

"Was the affair with Xie Qingxuan the doing of your Meng Family?"

Hearing this, the Meng Family Ancestor laughed loudly, his laughter full of ridicule.

"Just a mere Heavenly Martial Realm, and you dare come to my Meng Family to demand justice? Who do you think you are? The number one prodigy of East Desolation? Ridiculous!"

He suddenly waved his hand, and three figures appeared like ghosts by his side.

On the left was a tall, thin man wearing a white cloak, on the right a hunchbacked old man, and in the middle, a middle-aged man with a sinister face.

As the aura of the three was released, the surrounding Meng Family martial artists turned pale and staggered back.

Even Tantai Xueling frowned slightly and murmured.

"Two at the Sect Realm First Level, one at the Sect Realm Third Level..."

Yet Gu Sheng remained unmoved, even his clothes weren’t stirred by the wind.

His gaze swept over the three, and he spoke calmly.

"Is this the trump card of the Meng Family?"

The Meng Family Ancestor, seeing Gu Sheng so calm, felt a sudden unease in his heart, but quickly sneered.

"You’re at death’s door and still so stubborn! Three venerated, capture him for me! Remember, I want him alive! I will personally skin him alive!"

"As you command."

The three replied in unison.

The sinister middle-aged man... a strong practitioner at Sect Realm Third Level... spoke eerily.

"Old Seven, go play with this kid. Remember the Ancestor’s words, break all his bones, but don’t kill him."

Old Seven, wearing a white cloak, let out a malevolent laugh.

"As you command."

He flickered like a specter to three zhang in front of Gu Sheng, his eyes under the cloak gleaming with cruel light.

"Boy, I’ll show you what it means to wish for death!"

Tantai Xueling instinctively wanted to step forward, but Gu Sheng raised his hand to stop her.

She was surprised to find that Gu Sheng’s aura was rising at an astonishing speed, not losing to the Sect Realm expert opposite.

"Be careful of his ’Netherworld Ghost Claw’..."

Tantai Xueling murmured a reminder.

Old Seven let out a strange laugh.

"Little girl, you have some insight, but it’s too late!"

Before the words finished, his hands formed claws, ten fingers turning as black as ink, reeking as they grabbed toward Gu Sheng’s face.

The claw wind emitted a "hissing" corrosive sound through the air.