Chapter 634 615: The Beast's Sudden Awakening?

Wu Yuan immediately chimed in. "Brother Wang, I just saw your extraordinary display. You knocked out Zhe Wulei with a single punch. Truly remarkable. No need for such modesty."

Seeing Kun Yaoyang and the others take the lead, the surrounding guests immediately followed suit, all chiming in until the scene grew incredibly boisterous.

Fatty Bai wanted to interject but found he'd already been pushed to the edge of the crowd. These people were treating him, the host, as if he were a servant.

Zhan Yingluo walked over as well. "Wang Meng, there's no need to be modest. Everyone's waiting. Show them the prowess of our Haojing."

Wang Meng stood up. "Since everyone is so interested, let's have a little spar."

"Fine," Mo Chengkong said. "Let's go to the courtyard. This place is too small. There's not enough room to go all out."

"Heh, isn't this just a friendly match? I don't think there's any need to make a big production out of it. Right here is fine," Wang Meng said with a smile.

Mo Chengkong paused, a mocking expression on his face. "Fine. Against you, it makes no difference where we fight."

The surrounding crowd quickly made way. The Mo Family's "Splashing Ink Technique" was a famous Water Five Elements Technique, and everyone was eager to witness it.

Neither Wang Meng nor Mo Chengkong moved, quietly waiting for the others to clear the area. Their gazes locked. With the barest flicker in his eyes, Mo Chengkong struck, lashing out with a slap.

'A friendly match?'

'What a joke. This kind of trash deserves to be swept away with a single slap.'

SLAP—

A crisp sound echoed. A bright red palm print appeared on a face as its owner staggered back three steps before finally regaining his balance.

The entire room was stunned.

The one who'd been hit was Mo Chengkong.

Wang Meng had clearly moved second, yet his strike had landed first.

A smile remained on Wang Meng's face, but no one here truly understood Master Wang. A smile like that meant his patience was wearing thin.

'I've been holding my temper in ever since I got here. Every Tom, Dick, and Harry is running their mouth. I heard Wang Rencai was a womanizer, but I've never heard of him being into men.'

"Ah, Brother Mo, my apologies. You moved so fast, I reacted purely on instinct."

Wang Meng said.

Mo Chengkong's anger flared. The light of his Life Wheel bloomed, and his True Essence surged forth in roaring waves.

Mo Chengkong was a master; anger only served to fuel his power. 'For trash like Wang Rencai to slap me in the face... he'll pay for that with his life!'

He spread his arms, and a circular Array materialized. In the Middle Thousand Realm, attacks were augmented by such Arrays—an ability of the Life Wheel that was incomparable to a mere Life Mark, granting astonishing power.

Mo Gong—Sticking to Convention!

BOOM...

The moment he unleashed Mo Gong, everyone knew Mo Chengkong was truly enraged. This attack was meant to take Wang Meng's life. Furthermore, his True Essence had already reached the Tenth Layer of the Profound Wheel. No wonder he was so arrogant.

Mo Chengkong's True Essence slammed into Wang Meng, its overwhelming force threatening to tear him to shreds.

BOOM...

The True Essence exploded, but a swirling cloud of fire now enveloped Wang Meng.

This was, without a doubt, the Merak Fire Cloud Technique.

Whether they recognized the technique or not, everyone was dumbfounded. It was real.

The Merak Fire Cloud Technique was considered one of Great Zhou's ultimate skills precisely because of its powerful fire cloud, which served for both offense and defense.

The Water True Essence slammed into the fire cloud and was instantly vaporized, but Wang Meng himself had vanished.

In a single step, he appeared before Mo Chengkong, his hands suddenly clamping down on Mo Chengkong's own.

BOOM...

Sleeve Universe!

A Fire Cloud Burst erupted, instantly charring Mo Chengkong black.

He felt as if his very Water Element Life Wheel was being boiled as surging flames poured directly into his body.

"Don't break the furniture! It's expensive!"

With a clean, decisive chop of his hand, he sent Mo Chengkong crashing to the floor.

'I need to give these troublemakers a warning,' Wang Meng thought. 'Otherwise, the problems will never end.'

'Flies don't bite, but their constant buzzing is disgusting.'

'I'm not an idle man. I welcome challenges from worthy opponents, but I have zero interest in this kind of trash.'

Mo Chengkong had already passed out.

"Ah, my apologies, my hand slipped. Fatty, hurry up and get our guest out of here for treatment."

Wang Meng waved a dismissive hand, his gaze sweeping over the crowd of guests, including Wu Yuan and Kun Yaoyang.

"I've actually invited you all here today to make an announcement. The Five Elements Divine Beast Festival is about to begin. The Bai Family's seat has been restored, and they will participate, contributing to the development of Wang City."

"Who says? Wasn't the Bai Family's eligibility revoked?"

Someone immediately called out.

Wang Meng gave them no chance to cause an uproar. "The Bai Family is one of the founding families of Wang City. Their seniority is beyond question. As for their strength... heh, if anyone feels they're more qualified, feel free to step forward. I'm always ready for a challenger!"

Wang Meng's gaze swept over the crowd. 'That guy Mo Chengkong brought this on himself, insisting on being a stepping stone. So, Master Wang granted his wish.'

The crucial point was that Wang Meng's sudden display of strength shattered all the rumors, leaving everyone completely bewildered about the true state of affairs.

Muhe Xiaoyu smiled faintly. "The Bai Family has always been an important part of Wang City. On behalf of my elder brother, I welcome them back."

The moment Muhe Xiaoyu spoke, she represented the Muhe Family's official stance, and at least half the objectors immediately fell silent.

Wu Yuan and Kun Yaoyang opened their mouths but said nothing. Kun Yaoyang had publicly promised his support; if he went back on his word now, he would lose all credibility.

Even villains have their principles. If he acted so brazenly stupid, no one would dare to cooperate with the Kun Family in the future.

"Excellent."

With that said, Wang Meng ignored the crowd and walked away.

'It's better to be arrogant with people like this,' he realized.

Mo Chengkong's skill was actually decent. His mistake was underestimating his opponent. He hadn't taken Wang Meng seriously in the slightest, which was practically courting death.

Wang Meng still wasn't quite accustomed to this new environment; after all, it was vastly different from the Small Thousand Realm. But he had to adapt. The Dao Laws would seek out his weakest points, and he had to be ready to face them.

Back in his room, Wang Meng began to cultivate. The fight with Mo Chengkong had looked simple, but Wang Meng knew that if it had dragged on, Mo Chengkong had enough strength to put up a real struggle. Only by striking with overwhelming force could he achieve such a shocking effect.

The moment Wang Meng left, the banquet erupted. Discussions broke out everywhere, and people were itching with a curiosity so intense it was like a physical torment. How could this have happened?

Even though Mo Chengkong wasn't a top-tier master in the Mo Family, he was still of the direct bloodline! Yet he was instantly defeated by Great Zhou's number one good-for-nothing. Were they just putting on a show?

Zhan Yingluo was even more baffled. Mo Chengkong wasn't weak. While his focus was more on Artifact Refining, his Tenth-Layer Life Wheel cultivation was genuine. Yet he had been completely suppressed, his body overwhelmed by Wang Meng's Fire Five Elements. It was the most blatant form of domination, a clear declaration to his opponent: 'I'm just flat-out stronger than you.'

After all, when Wang Meng left Haojing, it was questionable whether he had even reached the second layer of the Profound Wheel Realm.

'And now he's surpassed the tenth layer?'

'Has he really changed so completely?'

Zhan Yingluo didn't have the answers, but the atmosphere was buzzing. Suddenly, Fatty Bai was the center of attention again. Most of the people here were opportunists who sided with the strong; they knew which way the wind was blowing. The Divine Artifact Pavilion was at least on the Bai Family's side, and the Spirit Control Association was neutral. It didn't matter if the Pill Immortal Alliance wasn't on board. The Bai Family's resurgence looked promising. Regardless of the final outcome, for now, everyone had to give Fatty Bai plenty of face.

Fatty Bai gritted his teeth, a wide smile plastered on his face. He lived for one purpose: to restore his family's honor. In this moment, he saw hope. The Bai Family would never fall.

An unknown amount of time passed. Wang Meng's Merak Fire Cloud Technique was undergoing the Five Elements Transformation. He now needed to cultivate the density of his True Essence. His progress was rapid, but his former self had rigorously cultivated his Life Mark, building an astonishingly solid foundation. When it came to stamina, everyone had to bow to his superiority. But now, Wang Rencai's foundation was far too weak. If he were ever drawn into a battle of attrition, this flaw would be exposed. Naturally, Wang Meng couldn't just ignore such a glaring weakness.

Cultivation was a tedious affair with no shortcuts; one could only practice bit by bit. Fortunately, cultivation also relied on insight, an area where Wang Meng could achieve twice the results with half the effort.

Suddenly, Wang Meng withdrew his Fire Cloud Technique. Someone was approaching. Moments later, the door was thrown open with a CREAK, and a staggering figure stumbled and fell onto the bed.

"C'mon, have 'nother drink."

"Bastard... you bastard... you're a giant bastard."

Master Wang gave a wry smile. "You're drunk. You're in the wrong room!"

"No, this *is* my room!" Zhan Yingluo swayed, her finger waving unsteadily in front of Wang Meng's face. "Oh... I... I get it. You're trying to take advantage of me. You're a pervert."

Wang Meng smiled wryly as he supported her. "Fine, I'm a pervert, an old lecher. Here, lie down."