Chapter 696: Chapter 696 - 670 is over, isn’t this maternal grandfather a fool?

All the women covered their eyes tightly, but they were just women, after all. The men, however, were different. Some of the more bashful young men turned slightly, pretending not to look at Song, the Third City Master, and the fake Mei Ji. In reality, though, the corners of their eyes were fixed on Song, the Third City Master, who was removing his clothes piece by piece!

As Song, the Third City Master, was about to strip off the last of his clothes, Wu Fan yelled anxiously, "Stop, stop! Ji Shang, you stop right now!" He watched as Song continued to remove his clothes, piece by piece, until only his undershorts remained. Wu Fan grew increasingly frantic, shouting for Ji Shang to stop.

However, Ji Shang didn’t stop. Instead, Mei Ji chuckled and spoke. "Well now, Daoist Friend Wu, isn’t this rather odd? This conflict was instigated by your Shengtian City’s Third City Master, Song. And now, you want to stop it! Why, though? Are you admitting defeat on behalf of Shengtian City?"

At these words from Mei Ji, the faces of the Shengtian City contingent turned pale. Enraged, Wu Fan pointed his finger at Mei Ji and roared, "Mei Ji! You... you... you’ve gone too far!!"

"Who is truly going too far?" Mei Ji roared back at Wu Fan, her anger causing her ample chest to heave, once again drawing the gazes of many men! "We of Lingxiao Mountain are the hosts today. Yet, what did your Third City Master of Shengtian City do to us? It was merely a fake person conjured by an Illusion Technique from a scented handkerchief. Yet, what did your Third City Master do to that fake person? Is our Lingxiao Mountain so easily bullied?"

"Look, Third City Master Song is about to take off his floral undershorts!" Suddenly, someone pointed at Song’s floral undershorts and burst into laughter.

At that moment, Mei Ji also saw what Third City Master Song was doing. She was furious, and in her rage, she pointed at Ji Shang and shouted, "Ji Shang! If you dare let him take off those undershorts, believe it or not, I’ll immediately pull down your pants and spank your bottom!"

After shouting at Ji Shang, Mei Ji couldn’t help but turn to Venerable Heming and plead coquettishly, "Master! Aren’t you going to intervene? Junior Brother is becoming more and more lawless. You need to discipline him properly!"

Helpless, Venerable Heming waved his horsetail whisk gently, interrupting Ji Shang’s Illusion Technique.

The instant the Illusion Technique was dispelled, Third City Master Song came to his senses. His expression changed drastically; his eyes were bloodshot, and he was utterly enraged. "Ah! Ji Shang! I will kill you!"

Just then, Ji Shang yawned again. He was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open. Unable to retreat in time, he took Third City Master Song’s sword strike head-on and collapsed!

"Junior Brother!" Mei Ji cried out in alarm.

"Ji Shang!" Venerable Heming also exclaimed, rushing forward. He sent Third City Master Song flying with a flick of his horsetail whisk and quickly cradled Ji Shang, feeding him a Medicine Pill.

"How is he? Master! How is Junior Brother? He’ll be alright, won’t he?" Mei Ji anxiously rushed over, kneeling beside Ji Shang, and softly asked Venerable Heming.

Venerable Heming took Ji Shang’s pulse, then gently shook his head. "His injuries aren’t severe, but his pulse doesn’t indicate a coma; rather, it suggests he’s asleep. This is exceedingly strange."

"What? How can this be?" Mei Ji murmured worriedly. "Junior Brother has always been in excellent health. He’s almost never been sick. How could this suddenly happen?"

Venerable Heming didn’t speak, instead summoning disciples from the sect. "Take the Seventh Elder back to rest. Find a physician to see what exactly is wrong with him."

The disciples immediately came forward, responding, "Yes." Ji Shang was then carried away.

"Everyone! We shall discuss today’s matters another day. Please return to your respective Guest Courtyards to rest for now!" Venerable Heming cupped his hands to the crowd, inviting them to return to their rooms, then he himself departed, treading on the clouds.

The people present looked at one another, then began to converse in hushed tones. "Today was truly an eye-opener! Who would have thought Elder Ji of Lingxiao Mountain possessed such a formidable Illusion Technique? He can conjure a person’s likeness from a mere scented handkerchief—such abilities are comparable to those of an Immortal!"

"Indeed! What’s even more astounding is that Third City Master Song’s Cultivation is comparable to Elder Ji’s. I’ve heard he often calls himself the Gentleman Sword, and like Elder Ji, he is also just half a step into the Venerable Realm."