I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1655 - 1659: Girls Can Take the Initiative Too

Zhang Menglong seemed to have entered a state of meditation, enveloped together with the old man Zhan in a blaze of fire. The fire's color continuously shifted, and its temperature fluctuated between hot and cold, but no one dared to come closer.

This process lasted for a full hour before the flames on Zhang Menglong's body receded into every pore of his skin.

"It's done!" Zhang Menglong gently placed the old man Zhan on the ground. He was still peacefully asleep, but one could see a sense of calm and serenity reflected in his expression. Although the poisonous fire had constantly been suppressed, the agony of being scorched by such venomous flames had pushed the old man to the brink of life being worse than death.

But now, with the poisonous fire eradicated, he no longer needed to forcefully use his power to suppress it. After centuries, his body today could finally relax.

"Father, grandfather's pulse is very stable, he should be fine now." Zhan Qing checked the old man's body. The once clingy poisonous fire had completely vanished from him.

Not only that, the traces of the poisonous fire once scorched into his bones—surfaces and deeper areas once ink-green—were now completely gone, and his body had fully recovered to normal human levels.

Although his realm had declined significantly, in such circumstances, preserving life was already considered incredibly fortunate—what more could one ask for?

"Mr. Zhan, this is the seed of the poisonous fire." Zhang Menglong extended his hand, revealing a vessel containing a mass of ink-green flame, within which the faint outline of an Agate Dragon could be seen gliding leisurely. This was indeed the unique fire, born over hundreds of years from the fire venom left by the Agate Dragon on the old man.

"Since it's nurtured from the Agate Dragon's flame, let's call it Dragon Venom Flame!" Zhan Xun gingerly accepted it, feeling unexpectedly attached to the flame.

"Dragon Venom Flame..." Zhang Menglong's forehead creased with black lines. Such a pretentious name chosen by Zhan Xun... truly childish yet lacking sophistication.

"When saving someone, save them to the end. When sending a Buddha, send them all the way to the West," Zhang Menglong took out several elixirs. "This flame remains incredibly perilous. If you intend to refine it, the risks are considerable. These elixirs should offer you some assistance."

"Thank you, Master!" Zhan Xun was overjoyed. Now he was fully confident in Zhang Menglong's abilities, believing these elixirs could indeed help him refine the flame, surely boosting his chances of advancing to the Divine Cultivation Realm.

"Handle this carefully. If you inadvertently release it, your entire Zhan Family will be finished."

"Thank you for the reminder, Master." Zhan Xun stashed away the flame seed, deciding to personally safeguard it.

"Alright, the matter is resolved, I feel it's about time to head back." Zhang Menglong stretched lazily.

"Master, how about staying for a meal before departing?" Zhan Xun eagerly invited.

"No, I must return home!"

Zhang Menglong waved his hand and directly left the Zhan Family.

"Return home?" Qing Kong and Lan Xin exchanged puzzled glances. Those words carried significant implications. Could this master actually be from their Yanlan Empire, living right here in the capital city?

But that couldn't be—it would be impossible for them not to know if Yanlan Empire had someone so formidable. Moreover, this master had no fame whatsoever, which seemed unfounded!

"Third Princess, I have a hunch," Qing Kong said, "that soon enough, we'll meet him again."

"Let's hope so," the Third Princess watched Zhang Menglong's fading silhouette, an emotion of admiration painting her gaze— an emotion she'd never felt at such a magnitude before.

"If only the person I'm to marry were like him," Lan Xin mumbled to herself, unaware she'd voiced her thoughts quietly.

"Hahaha, Third Princess," Qing Kong chuckled, "if you like him, pursue him! Girls can be very proactive too, and you're our Yanlan Empire's Princess. Perhaps he'd be wooed!"

"Uncle Qing, you're teasing me!" Lan Xin retorted in a tone tinged with threat, "This matter remains between you and me. You're not to tell anyone, or I'll burn off your beard!"

"Hahahahaha!"

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It seemed that not long ago, the steward's death and Gu Qiufeng's injuries were inconsequential events; no one sought him out for retribution, and even those stalking him had withdrawn.

Presumably, it was that unfortunate fellow who first melted and then exploded that night which intimidated them, causing some to avoid Zhang Menglong when they saw him.

Who knew what sinister forces he kept beside him? Should they act recklessly, they'd end up as cautionary tales.

Nonetheless, Zhang Menglong received little attention; logically, with Gu Xiao and the Third Princess' wedding imminent, the Gu Family should have long begun decorating and preparing to welcome the Princess.

Yet the family seemed indifferent as though unconcerned with the matter, for to them, Gu Xiao was inconsequential.

Many perhaps waited to witness Gu Xiao's humiliation, wondering how he'd proceed alone to receive his bride.

Whereas if it were the old Gu Xiao, it would likely become a mockery, but now, he's prepared to orchestrate a grand wedding for Gu Xiao. As for the bridal chamber... that's certainly a challenging matter.

The Agate Dragon's Essence was genuinely fierce; if Zhang Menglong completed the Genetic Potion at home, even with utmost caution, it might still draw undue attention.

However, he still had a highly secretive hideaway. Due to Gu Xiao's childhood solitude and ostracization by relatives, his father specially constructed him a tiny cottage by the sea.

For Gu Xiao, his life's happiest and most relaxed moments were spent at that cottage, often visiting even after growing up to seek a glimpse of childhood memories.

Zhang Menglong traced Gu Xiao's memories to find that little wooden cabin. Due to regular cleaning, it was very tidy, albeit with a slight briny scent from long-term sea exposure.

Zhang Menglong gathered all his materials; only the final step remained!

He took out a dark golden test tube—this was the Genetic Potion's basic liquid, and now, he needed to disperse the last traces of Soul Power from the Agate Dragon's Essence and blend them flawlessly with the basic liquid.

Zhang Menglong extracted the Agate Dragon's Essence, and as a dragon roar echoed, a wave spanning several tens of meters rolled upon the sea's surface.

"Wow, this thing's truly fierce!" Zhang Menglong looked at the Agate Dragon's Essence; were the Agate Dragon itself present, its sheer strength could likely crush him.

But now, it was merely a soulless Essence, and Zhang Menglong held numerous ways to handle it.

"Soul Tower!" Zhang Menglong executed a Secret Technique, manifesting a Glazed Tower within the glass sphere, approximately matching the size of the Agate Dragon's Essence.

The Glazed Tower emitted intense soul waves, gradually subduing the Essence's turbulence.

Zhang Menglong opened the test tube, pouring the basic liquid inside.

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