The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

The old dean sighed softly, his expression slightly dark. He moved his lips twice but said nothing more.

At this moment, Taoist Priest Ling Yunzi took out a compass with his left hand and held it aloft.

The needle on the compass spun wildly without stopping, and atop the horsetail whisk, grey gas continuously gathered, quickly turning the snow-white tip jet black.

In Xu Hao's eyes, the Qi Force around Ling Yunzi's body was concentrating at the tip of the horsetail whisk to counter the evil energy.

If evil energy was considered the Yin extreme, then the Qi Force cultivated by Ling Yunzi could be seen as the Yang extreme. It was like two magnets, where the Yin and Yang Extremes attracted each other fiercely when brought close together.

The nature of the Qi Force cultivated by Ling Yunzi was of the pure Yang type, and almost all Taoists were the same. Therefore, the higher a Taoist's cultivation, the more capable they were of breaking powerful formations.

Although this method of breaking formations was simple and easy to learn, it consumed a great deal of Qi Force and also carried certain risks.

However, to break the Seventy-two Earthly Demons Great Array, one must have an extremely deep understanding of it, and clearly, Ling Yunzi had not reached such a level.

Both the Thirty-six Heavenly Sterns Great Formation and the Seventy-two Earthly Demons Great Array were tremendously powerful, but they were also very troublesome to set up and almost unseen, so naturally no Taoists would study such difficult formations early on.

Ling Yunzi let out a sharp cry and shook the horsetail whisk fiercely, the dense evil energy at the tip was then flung onto the compass.

The compass seemed to possess the ability to absorb evil energy, drawing all of it in.

As time passed, when the Floating Light on Ling Yunzi's horsetail whisk disappeared, he himself was gasping for breath, nearly collapsing to the ground.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly supported him, helping him to sit on a chair.

The old dean glanced at Xiao Lan, who immediately understood. She broke away from Xu Hao's hand and pushed her over to where Ling Yunzi was.

The old dean let out a long sigh and said, "I don't know what ties of gratitude and grudges you have with the Meng Family, but your help today is a favor I, Meng Jiu, will remember."

Ling Yunzi smiled and replied, "My aptitude is dull, and one year of cultivation can only help this much. Use this time to make more comprehensive arrangements for your affairs."

Upon hearing Ling Yunzi's words, Xiao Lan and the others were all stunned.

Xiao Lan had long been prepared, but it was the first time the children had heard that the old dean wouldn't be with them much longer.

One after another, they cried out, "Grandma, you can't leave us!"

"Grandma, you promised to watch me get married, you shook hands with me on that promise!"

"Grandma, you said you would personally choose a partner for me. If you go, then I'll never get married!"

"..."

The older children expressed their grievances while the younger ones cried incessantly, knowing that before long, their grandma would be leaving them.

Xiao Lan's eyes reddened, and she suddenly sniffed hard, her voice becoming choked as she said, "Old dean, can you hold on a little longer? Without you here, I'm afraid I won't be able to endure..."

As she spoke, the nearly grown Xiao Lan began to cry in front of everyone.

Ling Yunzi and the little Taoist priest exchanged glances, their eyes filled with helplessness.

The old dean was definitely set up and left here by someone in the past, but they didn't realize that by not killing her, they actually allowed her to survive. However, her life was still ultimately coming to a quick end!

When her time came, who would take care of these children?

Xiao Lan, a young woman with little worldly experience, would have a hard time surviving on her own in this society, let alone with so many children!

Suddenly, Ling Yunzi spoke up, "Old Good Man, I can choose a few children with good bone structure to go to our temple, but we cannot afford to take in too many children. We are not like temples, which have abundant offerings; our own livelihood is somewhat difficult, and we often need fellow disciples to descend the mountain and perform Taoist rituals to scrounge up a little sustenance."

Meng Jiu was very touched and quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your assistance. Any child saved is a blessing. We are well aware of the difficulties faced by Huaya Taoist Temple; it is indeed not in a good situation, especially compared to those temples where offerings are abundant, the difference in treatment is far too vast."

Ling Yunzi nodded slightly, then shook his head and said, "Those who pursue cultivation do not care for these worldly desires. Although there are some degenerates among the Taoist Sects, I personally believe that the ethos of our temple is still commendable."

Xu Hao nodded slightly, then said, "Taoist Priest Ling Yunzi, it's my turn to break the formation now."

Xiao Lan abruptly stopped crying, took hold of Xu Hao, and spoke earnestly, "Superman, are you sure that even if you die, your corporation will still donate to us?"

Xu Hao was somewhat helpless. If it weren't for knowing that Xiao Lan wanted the money not for herself, but for these children, he would have left this place already; he had never seen such a money-grubbing young girl.

But, when Xu Hao saw her, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, dressed in worn and faded clothes without a piece of jewelry on her hands or neck, his anger instantly dissipated.

The old dean let out a faint sigh, his expression dimming slightly as his lips moved a couple of times, but he said nothing more.

At this time, Ling Yunzi, with his left hand, took out a compass and lifted it up.

The needle on the compass was spinning crazily non-stop. At the tip of the horsetail whisk, a gray substance continuously gathered. Soon, the snow-white tip of the whisk turned pitch black like ink.

In Xu Hao's eyes, Qi Force from Ling Yunzi's body was concentrating on the tip of the horsetail whisk to resist the evil energy.

If the evil energy was seen as the Yin Extreme, then the Qi Force cultivated by Ling Yunzi could be regarded as the Yang Extreme. It was just like two magnets, where the Yin and Yang Extremes, when brought close together, could be rapidly attracted to each other.

The Qi Force that Ling Yunzi had cultivated belonged to the positive Yang category, which was the case for almost all Taoists. Thus, the higher the cultivation of the Taoist, the more capable he was of breaking through powerful Formations.

While this method of breaking Formations was simple and easy to learn, it greatly consumed Qi Force and was also somewhat dangerous.

However, to break through the Seventy two Earthly Evil Formations, one must have profound understanding of it, and clearly, Ling Yunzi had not reached that level.

The Thirty six Heavenly Sterns Great Formation and the Seventy two Earthly Evil Formations were both immensely powerful, but they were also incredibly complicated to set up, almost unseen, so naturally there were no Taoists who would delve into such difficult Formations early on.

Ling Yunzi let out a shout, shook the horsetail whisk violently, and the dense evil energy on the tip was thrown onto the compass.

The compass seemed to have a function of absorbing the evil energy, encapsulating all of it.

If this continued, once the Floating light on Ling Yunzi's whisk disappeared, he himself was panting heavily, almost collapsing to the ground.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly supported him, helping him to sit on a chair.

The old dean glanced at Xiao Lan, who immediately understood, let go of Xu Hao's hand, and pushed her over to where Ling Yunzi was.

The old dean took a long breath and said, "I don't know what grudges or favors you have with the Meng Family, but for your help today, I, Meng Jiu, will remember this kindness."

Ling Yunzi smiled and said, "My aptitude is dull, and a year's cultivation can only help to this extent. With this time, you will be able to arrange your affairs more fully."

Hearing Ling Yunzi's words, Xiao Lan and the others were instantly stunned.

Xiao Lan had been prepared in her heart, but for the children, it was the first time they had heard that the old dean's time was limited.

They cried out in tears, "Grandma, you can't leave us!"

"Grandma, you promised to see me get married, you made a pinky promise with me!"

"Grandma, you said you'd pick a partner for me yourself; if you leave, I'll never get married in my life!"

"..."

The older children were sobbing with their grievances, and the younger ones cried non-stop, only understanding that it wouldn't be long before their grandma would leave them.

Xiao Lan's eyes were red. She sniffed hard, her voice choked up as she said, "Dean, can you hold on a little longer? Without you here, I'm afraid I can't cope..."

As she spoke, Xiao Lan, nearly an adult, burst into tears in front of everyone.

Ling Yunzi and the little Taoist priest exchanged glances, their eyes full of helplessness.

It was certain that the old dean had been trapped here years ago, but the one who trapped her, not knowing why they didn't kill her, let her live instead. Yet, ultimately, her life would not be for much longer!

When the time comes, who will take care of these children after she passes away?

Xiao Lan, a young and inexperienced girl, had a hard enough time surviving in this society on her own, let alone with so many children!

Suddenly, Ling Yunzi spoke up, "Old Good Man, I can choose a few children with good bone structure to take to our Taoist Temple, but we cannot support too many; our temple is not like others with thriving incense offerings. Even our own lives are somewhat difficult, often requiring our brothers to descend the mountain and perform rituals to earn our sustenance."

Meng Jiu was immensely touched and quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for extending a helping hand. Saving a few is saving a few. We are well aware of the difficult situation of Huaya Taoist Temple. Compared to most temples that are thriving, the disparity is too great."

Ling Yunzi nodded slightly, then shook his head and said, "Those of us in cultivation don't care about these worldly desires. Although there are some degenerates among the Taoist Sect, I believe our temple still maintains the spirit of the Way."

Xu Hao nodded slightly, then said, "Taoist Priest Ling Yunzi, it's my turn to break the Formation now."

Xiao Lan suddenly stopped crying, grabbed Xu Hao, and spoke with extreme earnestness, "Superman, are you sure even if you die, your corporation will donate to us?"

Xu Hao was somewhat exasperated. If he hadn't known that Xiao Lan wanted money not for herself but for these children, he would have left already; he had never met such a money-grubbing young girl.

But seeing her, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young girl, dressing so shabbily with her clothes washed out white and not a single piece of jewelry on her hands or neck, his irritation instantly vanished.