Martial Godly Emperor

"And Little Purple and the others!"    

Meng Yu looked determined as he flew towards the city.    

He remembered Wu Meiqing saying before that Bai Jiangxue would bring an important person to see him.    

He didn't know if this person had arrived yet.    

On the way, he used the Message-transfering Magic Artifact to send a message to Zhong Na.    

Very quickly, he received a delighted reply from Zhong Na!    

"We are in Violet Iron City. Master, quickly come over!"    

When they flew into the city, the night was even quieter.    

Meng Yu soon arrived at "Jingmei Inn."    

"Wuwu, big brother, big brother!"    

The three girls immediately rushed towards Meng Yu and pulled his hands and sleeves.    

"Xiao Zi, Xiaolan, Xiao Xue!"    

Meng Yu looked at the three girls with tears in his eyes.    

It had been so long, and now he had seen them.    

"It's good that you guys are alright."    

"Wuwuwuwu..."    

... "We don't know how to meet my mother."    

The three girls cried.    

After leaving their hometown, they suddenly came here. Initially, they felt uneasy, but it was only at this moment that they calmed down, as if they had just taken a calming pill.    

They only had the strength of a late Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. A Cultivation Level like this could easily kill any cultivator they encountered.    

They wanted to return to Lingkun... They didn't know how long it would take for them to cultivate, and they didn't know if they would ever be able to see their parents again in this lifetime.    

"Don't cry. Look, isn't Big Brother standing in front of you right now?"    

Zhong Na and Hua Xiaotao walked over from behind.    

Their eyes were also red as they looked at Meng Yu.    

Behind them, there were still some people standing there.    

"Little Na, Xiaotao."    

"Master."    

"Meng Yu!"    

These two girls also walked over.    

Meng Yu's nose was somewhat sour.    

"Damn it, I'm a man, why would I cry..."    

Meng Yu looked at them. For some reason, Little Zi, Xiaolan, and Little Xue had been together for a long time, but they still looked cute like young girls.    

Of course, in terms of character, they had become more mature.    

"Master!"    

"Let's go in and take a seat."    

The more than twenty youths escorting Zhong Na and the others said to Meng Yu as a sign of respect.    

Young master?    

Meng Yu looked at them with a puzzled expression.    

"We are the descendants of Meng Family."    

"Here, there are some people who can be considered your distant cousins, and some who can be considered your distant uncle."    

One of them, a tall man named "Meng Zhen," said.    

"You might not know this, but the Meng Family is in the Misty Mountain. It used to be a very powerful force, but it gradually declined."    

"The Meng Family is a big family, so there are many branches in many places."    

"And you are an extremely talented disciple from the Yuanmiao Continent."    

"All of us are only disciples of Lan Bing's side. This Violet Iron City is under the control of the Meng Family."    

Meng Yu and the others lifted their feet and walked forward. Meng Zhen followed beside them and introduced them.    

No wonder they said they wanted to meet here. It turned out that this city was under the control of the Meng Family.    

When Meng Yu walked into the inn, he found out that there were no other guests besides them. This was the property of Meng Family.    

"It turns out that the ancestors of the Meng Family had such great strength in the Misty Mountain!"    

Meng Yu felt excited in his heart.    

The Misty Mountain was huge, and the Lingkun was just a small rock in front of it.    

However, the Meng Family was one of the top powers in this place, which made him feel very proud.    

When he entered his room to rest, Meng Zhen told him that he wanted them to stay in the Cloud-stepping Sect for the time being. In this place, safety was guaranteed.    

When he had time, he would naturally bring him to the Meng Family in the Misty Mountain.    

"Oh right, Big Brother Meng Zhen, whose power is greater in the Meng Family compared to the Fallen Star Monastery?"    

Meng Yu suddenly asked.    

"Fallen Star Monastery? Haha, an ant like this wants to compare with our Meng Family?"    

"Does he not know what the Fallen Star Monastery is? Previously, he was able to enter the fiftieth or sixtieth ranked sect in the Misty Mountain, but now he has fallen to the sixtieth or 70th rank."    

"As for us, Meng Yu and the Ning Family, we are the top twenty major powers."    

The top powers included kingdoms, families, and sects.    

So powerful...!    

That night, in Meng Yu's spacious and bright room, Meng Zhen brought over a table of fine wine and delicacies.    

Just as Meng Yu sat down, the three young girls came to find him. Then, Zhong and Hua also came. The five women chattered non-stop, all of them interesting things they had seen and heard along the way.    

Little Purple and the others were in a much better mood when they saw Meng Yu.    

"Master..."    

Zhong Na's red lips were moist as she looked at him with watery eyes.    

"I don't think I can return to the Ancient Dao Sect..."    

"I am alone here, so I can only rely on you..."    

She said in a low voice as she rubbed the corner of her clothes.    

Hua Xiaotao actually also wanted to say this, but Zhong Na restrained herself from saying it first.    

Little Zi and the rest were not worried at all, because they knew that Meng Yu would not abandon them. This, now, didn't Big Brother still take out that Acacia Wine for them to drink?    

"Can I refuse..."    

Meng Yu said with a smile.    

"Master, I am your good disciple. You can't abandon me..."    

"Although Xiaotao is not your disciple, I guess we have known each other for a while. I am not familiar with this place, so I need your support..."    

Meng Yu acknowledged and said, "It seems like I cannot refuse..."    

At this time, he thought of Fener, Xia Ting and the others in Lingkun. When would he be able to see them?    

What Meng Yu did not know was that Su Yuyan, Shangguan Yan, Cai Jiaojiao, Xia Ting and Ling Wanqing were all working hard to increase their strength when they came to Misty Mountain. The Cultivation Level was also improving day by day, although it was still not considered a top expert in the Lingkun. But it could also be said to be a top expert.    

When the sky turned white, Meng Yu brought the five of them and flew towards the Cloud-stepping Sect.    

"Brother Meng Yu, if you have time, come to Violet Iron City more often to find me."    

"I am the city lord here."    

Meng Zhen stood outside the city gate, waving his hand at Meng Yu and calling him warmly.    

"Actually, we can stay there for a few more days."    

Little Zi said.    

"Yeah, the food here is really delicious."    

Xiaolan licked her thin lips and said.    

The table of food last night contained a trace of Heavenly Dao and rich elemental energy. Of course, they ate until oil flowed out of their mouths.    

They arrived at the entrance of the Cloud-stepping Sect.    

When the guarding disciples saw Meng Yu bringing five beautiful girls towards them, they were all stunned.    

There was actually such a beautiful girl in this world!    

Especially the three girls who looked exactly the same, it was even more surprising.    

"Master, you're really amazing. This sect is much stronger than our Ancient Dao Sect."    

Zhong Na, who was following beside Meng Yu, curiously sized up the things of the people here and said in shock.    

With her Cultivation Level, an Element-transforming Stage, she was able to take the seat of Sect Master in the Ancient Dao Sect under the protection of Meng Yu and his people.    

But here, she might only be an outer circle disciple.    

"I really don't know where this kid got his luck from, he actually has so many beautiful girls with him."    

"Those three girls look exactly the same. Sigh, I feel like drooling when I look at them."    

Many male disciples looked at Meng Yu with envy in their eyes.    

What was the pinnacle of life?    

For most male disciples, under the uncertain road of the Great Path, having a beautiful Female Cultivator who was willing to give her heart to him, it could be said that he had already succeeded more than half of his life.