I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 1136 - 1130: The Friend I Mentioned Is Actually Myself

In the following days, Zhang Menglong stayed directly at Han Xingye’s inn. Han Xingye almost took care of Zhang Menglong’s life to the point of being meticulous, just short of warm the bed. If Zhang Menglong weren’t already a married man with a child, it would probably be hard to resist such temptation.

Zhang Menglong swore, with heaven as his witness, that in this life he would never coexist with gambling and drugs!

Finally, the day of the Cang Lan Sword Sect’s disciple selection had arrived, and this day, a group of special guests came to Starry Night City.

They were dressed in white robes, led by an elder from the Cang Lan Sword Sect, accompanied by his direct disciples and inner sect disciples assisting with the assessment preparations.

Each of them carried a large heavy sword on their back, related to the sect’s martial arts techniques—every disciple practiced the heavy swordsmanship. This swordsmanship, although not as nimble as other sword techniques, was known for its strength and, when combined with their martial arts, the power often surpassed that of ordinary lightweight swords.

Han Xingye had gathered detailed information about the person in charge of this Cang Lan Sword Sect recruit selection a long time ago.

The sect master of Cang Lan Sword Sect was a martial artist at the first realm of Heaven Breaking, and he was also the only Heaven-Breaking realm strongman among hundreds of neighboring kingdoms. He focused solely on cultivation and rarely left his quarters for many years. Most of the sect’s affairs were handled by the elders unless the sect faced a major crisis.

There were three generations of elders in the Cang Lan Sword Sect. The first generation were the most senior and powerful, all at the third realm of Heaven Breaking; there were five such first-generation elders.

The second-generation elders were at the second realm and consisted of twelve members, whose rank was lower than the first-generation elders.

As for the third-generation elders, they were the youngest, all at the first realm, with more than 30 members; the youngest among them was just over thirty and was the most outstanding genius in the Cang Lan Sword Sect for centuries.

The person in charge of this assessment was a second-generation elder named Yun Senhai, who had considerable prestige within the Cang Lan Sword Sect.

Unfortunately, he was not the enemy of Han Xingye’s siblings, nor was he that annoying person who intruded into the extra-territorial administrative center back then. If these two were the same person, Zhang Menglong would have just killed him to save a lot of time.

Regarding the assessment items, they varied every year, and only the person in charge knew, so there was no useful information available.

"Let’s go!" Zhang Menglong bid farewell to the siblings, "First think about how to deal with your enemy. Don’t let me bring them to your face, and you’re still unprepared. If you haven’t thought it through, I can help you think!"

...

Tens of thousands gathered at the entrance of Starry Night City, all fully prepared for this assessment.

"Hey? Isn’t that the person from the Starry Night Inn?"

"Yo? Did he actually acquire a spot?"

"At this time, trying to buy one, it must be two or three times the price. At least forty to fifty thousand Martial Crystals, he must be loaded?"

"What good is money? He looks so ordinary. I bet this sum of Xuan Crystals might just be a waste."

"You might as well donate your eyes!" Zhang Menglong mumbled. He had deliberately changed his appearance today. Now he wore Peng Yuyan’s face, and someone dared to call him ordinary? They must be blind!

"Bro, don’t mind them, they’re just a bunch who look down on people with lowly eyes!" Amidst the discordant voices, an odd one emerged.

Zhang Menglong looked over to see an oddly-looking young man speaking.

The young man was described as odd because he didn’t quite resemble a normal person. Tall stature, scarlet eyes, and a pair of horn-like things on his forehead.

"Demon... ah no, Sub-human?"

On the Haotian Continent, there was a very special race known as Sub-humans. They were born from the union of humans and demon beasts, and because their human features became more prominent over time, they got this name.

There was another kind, those who developed more demon beast traits during growth, known as Demons.

The Demons possessed human cultivation gifts along with the ferocity of demon beasts, making them the third race independent of humans and demon beasts. Sub-humans were closer to humans—only different in appearance—so they were still considered part of the human race.

However, because of these traits, they were heavily discriminated against by ordinary humans in the human communities they lived in.

"Wow! Bro, you look super cool!" Zhang Menglong approached eagerly as if discovering a new world because this person’s appearance was strikingly similar to Chong Lou, the Demon Lord from "Chinese Paladin 3". He looked just like the Demon Lord himself.

"Come on, let’s take a selfie together!" Zhang Menglong pulled out a polaroid and snapped a picture, then naturally sat beside the young man.

The young man was stunned. He clearly didn’t expect Zhang Menglong to not only not fear or reject him but even take initiative in getting close. This alone made the young man have a surge of goodwill toward Zhang Menglong.

"Aren’t you afraid of me?"

"Horns, red eyes, don’t you think it’s super cool?" Zhang Menglong asked. "I’m Zhang Menglong from the Sacred Gold Dynasty, what’s your name?"

"Kong Lan, from the Thousand Night Dynasty, let’s say."

"Let’s say?"

Kong Lan gave a bitter smile, "My mother is a princess of the Thousand Night Dynasty. Decades ago, a demon beast that had taken human form passed through our dynasty..."

Even in just a few words, Zhang Menglong could imagine the amount of discrimination and grievances he had experienced since childhood because of them.

"It’s fine; I think it’s great," Zhang Menglong said. "Demon beasts live several times longer than humans; they will be envious of you when they approach their deaths."

Kong Lan was momentarily stunned. It was the first time he had encountered such consolation.

"Bro, are you planning to join the Cang Lan Sword Sect?"

"Yes," Kong Lan nodded, "The Thousand Night Dynasty is a third-grade kingdom. Born inferior, I can only use my strength to silence others. Only then can my mother earn respect in the dynasty."

"Bro, I like you, so I’ll give you a heads-up: Cang Lan Sword Sect’s fortune is nearing its end."

Kong Lan was stunned for a moment, "Bro, did you hear some rumor?"

"One of their elders pissed off my friend. My friend is about to pay them a visit. Cang Lan Sword Sect may soon crumble. Going there to learn now would be futile, wouldn’t it?"

"This..." Kong Lan found it hard to accept. He had managed to obtain a spot with great difficulty. If he passed the assessment, he could join the Cang Lan Sword Sect. If it were destroyed, his dream would be shattered.

"You don’t have to be so desperate," Zhang Menglong chuckled, "Cang Lan Sword Sect isn’t great; it’s just a fourth-grade sect. If it’s gone, it’s gone."

"Easy for you to say," Kong Lan replied, "Then why are you going to Cang Lan Sword Sect? Isn’t it to learn skills?"

"Of course not," Zhang Menglong replied, "Didn’t I just say? Cang Lan Sword Sect pissed off my friend, and my friend’s coming to settle the score."

"So this friend of yours..."

"This friend I’m talking about is actually myself," Zhang Menglong laughed. "How about it? You seem like a talented person; want to join my Sun Heaven Sect?"