The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

But, the old dean raised funds without sacrificing Xiao Lan as the price.

That's why she just asked Xu Hao that question.

And now, she feels that Xu Hao is showing off, just like that little Taoist priest the day before yesterday.

The old dean still couldn't help but say, "The Seventy two Earthly Evil Formations are infinitely powerful. Even if a person with high cultivation comes, they might not be able to break the Formation. So, I think you should wait until your cultivation is higher before trying to break it."

Xu Hao turned his head to look at her and said, "You've been soaked in the Evil energy for a long time, and your Qi Force inside is becoming more and more diluted. Your body is already much weaker than before, and within half a year, you will pass away silently here. Are you really content with that?"

The old dean let out a sigh and said, "What can I do if I'm not content? Isn't it just clinging on to a wretched life? I only hope that after I die, these children will have a place to live, and Xiao Lan can live without being wronged. That would be enough."

Xu Hao said, "Why must you be so sad? I'll just help you break this harmful Formation."

Just then, there was suddenly some commotion outside.

Xu Hao pushed the old dean out and saw that two people dressed in indigo-colored Taoist robes had arrived; one looked to be in his early twenties, and the other a bit older, around thirty years old.

Xu Hao could tell that this Taoist had genuine knowledge. The Floating light on his body was extremely strong, his martial arts strength had reached Great Perfection Mastery Level, and he was also endowed with Taoist Technique. If he truly fought someone, an expert of Great Perfection Mastery Level would almost certainly be defeated.

The children surrounded the two, continuously looking at them and chattering about something.

Xiao Lan also came out from the inner room and said with a smile, "Hello, little Taoist priest. And who might this be?"

The little Taoist priest hurriedly said with a smile, "This is my senior brother, known as Ling Yunzi. He has studied the Tao techniques for many more years than I have and his cultivation is far deeper than mine. With him here, the Fierce Ghosts can definitely be driven away!"

Xiao Lan looked him up and down and said with puzzlement, "He doesn't seem to be that much more formidable than anyone else."

The little Taoist priest's senior brother smiled faintly, gently stroking the Compass in his left hand, with a horsetail whisk in his right hand, his expression remaining unchanged without any hint of anger or irritation.

"Xiao Lan!"

The old dean scolded Xiao Lan and then said to Ling Yunzi, "Taoist Priest Ling Yunzi, how confident are you?"

Ling Yunzi looked around and stretched out his right hand, saying, "Old Good Man, may I have a word with you in private?"

"Of course," the old dean's eyes flickered, and Xu Hao pushed her to another corner of the courtyard.

Ling Yunzi glanced at Xu Hao and said, "Kind sir, could you leave us a quiet space?"

The old dean laughed and said, "There is no need for concern, Taoist Priest. He's not an outsider; please feel free to speak."

Ling Yunzi no longer said anything unnecessary and continued, "The Old Good Man is not an ordinary person, which I could see at first glance when I entered. Thus, I can tell you the truth. This place is a Great Array called the Seventy two Earthly Evil Formations. Its primary function is to imprison someone, and the person it aims to lock, I surmise, must be the Old Good Man."

The old dean smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, it is I. What would you like to say, Taoist Priest?"

Ling Yunzi looked up at the sky and slowly said, "My master once said that the person who could lay down such a powerful Formation that competes with the Realm itself must be an immensely strong being. In fact, their power might rank among the top in the entire realm of magical arts today. I know that with my ability, I cannot break the Formation.

However, since my junior brother has a fate with this place and I have come, I cannot return without doing anything. My master is in secluded meditation, striking at a higher Realm and cannot come. Therefore, I am willing to sacrifice a year of my cultivation to reduce one tenth of the Formation's power, thereby extending the Old Good Man's lifespan by another three years!"

Xu Hao was immediately astonished.

A year of cultivation refers to the Qi Force one accumulates over a year of hard training, which, to anyone, is extremely precious—not even blood-related fathers and sons are necessarily willing to make such sacrifices.

Yet Ling Yunzi was willing to sacrifice a year of his cultivation for an old lady he had only met for the first time!

Tears rolled in the old dean's eyes, and with a choked voice, she said, "We have never met before, why would you make such a choice?"

Ling Yunzi continued to gaze into the distance and said, "Because you have a pure Righteous Qi within you, I guessed, your surname must be Meng, right?"

"How did you know?!" The old dean's eyes suddenly shone with two sharp beams, staring straight at Ling Yunzi.

"The Meng Family, starting from Meng Zi, has a saying about 'to cultivate the vast and righteous Qi,' which eventually evolved into a Cultivation Technique. The Righteous Qi, when unleashed, can instantly suppress all evil spirits and entities of Evil energy. However, the Seventy two Earthly Evil Formations are immensely powerful, and this place being an Extreme Yin land further enhances the Formation's might to its peak.

That's why it has been stripping away the Righteous Qi from your body bit by bit, ultimately tormenting you to death. The Meng Family's heritage is ancient and is not inferior to the Kong Noble Family, but it has mostly remained hidden from the world. My statement was merely a casual guess, but I did not expect it to be true."