Meng Zhang, just like his master Daoist Profound Spirit, always showed respect for Old Man Tian and other senior members of the sect. After exchanging greetings with Old Man Tian and the other seniors, Meng Zhang finally remembered Zhao Dong's presence.
"If you're here as a guest, you should act like one. Interfering in the host's family matters isn't something a guest should do," Meng Zhang stated calmly.
Unperturbed, Zhao Dong replied, "Brother Fang is no longer a member of Taiyi Sect. Taiyi Sect should not interfere in his family matters."
Fang Meng, feeling frustrated by Meng Zhang's indifference, exclaimed, "Yes, Tian Li is a member of our Fang family..."
"Shut up! You ungrateful scum! Who gave you the right to speak here?" Meng Zhang's sudden scolding left Fang Meng stunned.
"You dare say another word, and I'll teach you a lesson!" Meng Zhang warned.
Fang Meng, a hot-tempered individual, became agitated at Meng Zhang's scolding. "You rely on sweet talk to deceive our master and steal the position of Sect Master from me. Now you dare act so arrogantly? I'll show you!"
As he spoke, Fang Meng made hand seals, activating the Yellow Sand Art, which conjured a whirlwind of sand around him, ready to attack Meng Zhang.
"You all, stay back. I'll handle this traitor myself," Meng Zhang ordered, preventing the others from interfering. He intended to subdue Fang Meng, the defector, on his own.
Meng Zhang's body ignited flames out of thin air, and the scorching heat forced people around him to step back. His Lesser Yang True Qi, ignited with the Yang Fire, surged towards Fang Meng.
When the flames met the swirling sand, a sizzling sound erupted. The sand dispersed, and the flames pressed forward.
Though both were at the Refining Qi Fourth Level, Meng Zhang's cultivation in the Lesser Yang Qi Art was far superior to Fang Meng's Yellow Sand Art. Meng Zhang's Lesser Yang True Qi held an absolute advantage in richness and power.
Moreover, after continuously using Lesser Yang True Qi to dispel yin qi in his body, Meng Zhang felt it had undergone some refinement and become even purer.
Fang Meng brought out a small flag and waved it vigorously, summoning more sand to barely block Meng Zhang's attacks.
Meng Zhang wasn't using any magic tool; he relied solely on his Lesser Yang True Qi, gradually overpowering Fang Meng.
"Must you fight each other, fellow disciples?" Zhao Dong intervened with a conciliatory tone, attempting to deceive while secretly making his move.
He sent a flying sword towards the battlefield, seemingly trying to separate the two fighters but aiming to strike Meng Zhang.
Zhao Dong had previously inquired about Meng Zhang's strength from Fang Meng, who claimed that they were both at the Refining Qi Fourth Level. However, Meng Zhang's combat experience was inferior to his.
Zhao Dong considered himself compassionate for only planning to cut off one of Meng Zhang's arms or, at most, cripple his cultivation base to damage the Sect Master's prestige.
Convinced that his Refining Qi Sixth Level was enough to overpower Meng Zhang, Zhao Dong cunningly struck when he thought Meng Zhang was occupied with Fang Meng.
However, Meng Zhang was vigilant, even while fighting Fang Meng. He wasn't a person who took hits without retaliating. When Zhao Dong's flying sword came, Meng Zhang didn't dodge but threw a golden knife toward the incoming attack.
The knife lacked its tip, as it had been refined through the Blood Refining Martyr Art before.
Upon contact, the seemingly feeble golden knife immediately exploded with a loud bang. The flying sword jumped several times before helplessly falling to the ground.
The explosion and recoil caused Zhao Dong's true qi to churn uncomfortably within him. The flying sword, refined with true qi, suffered significant damage.
Despite using up two previously refined magic tools, Meng Zhang's face didn't betray any emotions. With a show of force, he continued to act as though he would attack Zhao Dong.
Zhao Dong, who had just suffered losses, began to fear Meng Zhang after witnessing his display of power. This was Taiyi Sect's territory, surrounded by Taiyi Sect members. He worried that if Meng Zhang turned violent, he might kill them both to prevent any leaks of information.
"Sect Master Meng, my family is aware of my visit here," Zhao Dong hurriedly stabilized the situation, while secretly activating a talisman. A water dragon appeared from the talisman and rushed toward Fang Meng, blocking the flames directed at Zhao Dong.
"Brother Fang, come to my side quickly," Zhao Dong called anxiously.
Taking this opportunity, Zhao Dong and Fang Meng quickly fled the scene.
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