World's Unparalleled Emperor

Xue'er was lying on an ice bed with her brows furrowed tightly. She looked to be in extreme pain, her eyes seemed to be struggling, and every few months she would get sick. Her body would weaken a lot, and every time she was tormented, it would only stop after a day or two.

Because of this burning sensation on her body, Xue'er's weak body was unable to cultivate at all. At the age of twelve, she was not even at the First Sky of the Nascent Realm, but had become famous as a 'cripple' in the Sky Region City. Maybe it was just because she was a rarity that people in Sky Region City felt that she was unworthy of this title.

At this time, Li Meixian and Zhang Yunshan were already guarding the side, anxiously looking at Xue'er, but they did not know what to do. Even the Patriarch of Meng Family, Meng Duanhun, had personally checked them, but could not find anything, much less the other doctors.

Hearing that, Li Meixian's worried expression eased up a lot. She believed that her son would always be the most outstanding, almost omnipotent, and in such a short period of time, it had completely changed their miserable fate, from being a servant to becoming her current position.

Of course, it was not because Li Meixian loved money and power, but because she did not like the look on their faces. Back in the Zhang family, they were indeed looked down upon the most, but now, with her son, who would look down on them? A lot of people were trying their best to reach them, but it was too late.

"Little brat, who are you?"

Even though Zhang Nan had some prospects now, he still liked to think about what happened back then and affectionately called his son a lackey.

"Uh. This. It was hard to say. All you need to know is that she is an expert, she is a fairy. "

What the hell was this? He was the famous Ninth Elder of the Meng Family, his fame was widespread, his imposing manner was majestic, and his elegance was extraordinary. However, only now did Zhang Nan remember that he had such an awkward identity, if not for Zhang Yunshan's question, Zhang Nan would probably have already forgotten about it.

"Fairy?!"

Their gazes met, and the two of them were stunned, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

After a while, Zhang Nan saw that Xue'er's pain had lessened greatly, and he finally walked out of her residence.

"Who did you just say was a fairy?"

At this moment, a voice filled with thick vinegar came from behind him.

"Didn't I just say it? An expert, an expert. "

Zhang Nan explained, not knowing why Meng Dieer would ask this question again.

"A beauty?"

"Yes." "It's rare to see such beauty in this world!"

Zhang Nan casually replied.

With a cold snort, Meng Dieer left in anger.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? How am I shameless? I'll go. That fairy was originally beautiful to begin with! "

Zhang Nan was speechless, what happened to the woman? He didn't seem to have offended her, right? Why did he get angry?

Seeing that the Second Miss Meng had left in a rage, Zhang Nan did not want to run up and touch his face with such a warm up, so he went back to his room to cultivate, he had always worked hard, and never wasted any time, he wanted to be able to enter the spirit-control realm soon, once he was in the spirit-control realm, he would be able to truly start cultivating the Six Paths of Dao, being able to use his dantian to store the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, and if there was a flying sword, he could still control the sub-sword and soar in the blue sky.

"Yo, Die'er, who's pissed you off again?"

Seeing Meng Dieer, who was pouting as she walked over, Meng Duanhun, who was sunbathing in the courtyard, couldn't help but to ask lazily.

"Humph!" Who else? "A fool."

Meng Dieer walked over, sat on the stone chair, picked up a stone table spirit fruit, and fiercely took a bite.

"Hur hur. Was it the brat from Ninth Elder? Die'er, do you like him? " Meng Duanhun said in a very relaxed manner.

"Who would like a kid like that?"

Hearing this question, Second Miss Meng's face immediately flushed red, but she still pouted her mouth, her anger still not dissipating.

"Hehe, he's not small anymore. A few days ago, that brat was already 16 years old, and his height was quite tall. I think he's a heaven warping talent." Powerful and mighty. "An extraordinary talent."

Meng Duanhun had already figured out what his daughter was thinking, but this was a matter of a young person, so he couldn't help much.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

Seeing how Meng Duanhun praised Zhang Nan with his words that overflowed like a river without fear, Meng Dieer interrupted him.

"Hehe, my meaning is very simple. You also know that brat is a fool, there are some things that you might not understand, so. Sometimes, you should let go of your face, and girls can actually take the initiative. "

Meng Duanhun laughed and started to push his daughter away.

"What do you mean by not taking the initiative? I don't understand. "

Hearing what his father said, Meng Dieer left with a face full of shame.

At this moment, an old man with a white beard was rapidly flying over from the horizon.

"Grand Elder?"

Looking at the old man who was about to appear in his sight, Meng Duanhun felt a sense of unease.