touchnovel Chapter 1203: Poisonous Plot
Chapter 1203: Poisonous Plot
The slime monster solemnly pulled Ning Fan aside, opened a soundproof barrier, and began to tell Ning Fan about the origins and evolution of the Thirteenth Spine.
She was cautious for a reason, because the Thirteenth Spine involved too many true realm secrets, and it was not suitable for too many beings in the Illusionary Dream World to know.
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Legend has it that outside countless void illusionary dream worlds, there are three real worlds: Dust Realm, Nether Dust Realm, Mountain and Sea Realm.
The Dust Realm is the territory of the Taicang Calamity Spirit.
The Nether Dust Realm has been in chaos under the wars of the Immortal Kingdom, and even the former Purple Dou Immortal Domain couldn’t completely unify the Nether Dust Realm...
The Mountain and Sea Realm is the dojo of the Ancient Holy Sect, where the Dao Soul Clan resides, all under the domain of the Ancient Holy Sect, and is the strongest of the Three Great Realms. The story of the Ant Lord happened in the Mountain and Sea Realm of the Three Great Realms.
Long ago, there existed no Light Ant Clan among the Dao Soul Clans until a lucky ant was enlightened by an Ancient Holy Sect Reverse Saint. In gratitude, it followed loyally, achieving numerous merits, and ultimately, using those merits, transformed into a saint.
Saints who achieve greatness through merit are generally weak, but there are exceptions, and this ant was such an exception. She had undergone seventy-four nirvanas and achieved a high cultivation of ten epochs of reincarnation. Her progress once amazed the entire true realm. Based on her cultivation speed, as long as she didn’t err, she might break through to Initial Saint and step into Nirvana Saint before a thousand nirvanas!
This ant originally had a great chance of becoming a meritorious saint who defied destiny!
But fate played a huge joke on her; somehow, she ended up provoking a Nascent Soul junior, an arrogant person self-proclaimed as "the number one Nascent Soul from ancient times...
Later, she was suppressed alive for ten epochs of reincarnation by this Nascent Soul junior! This ant is indeed the Ant Lord, the creator of the Light Ant Clan and the Saint Ant Sect; and that Nascent Soul junior was the All-Knowing Elder...
This event granted the All-Knowing Elder a notorious reputation in the true realm. But the cultivators of Ning Fan’s realm, the Illusionary Dream World, were unlikely to know of the All-Knowing Elder’s notorious name because the suppression of the Ant Lord happened after the collapse of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain and the seclusion of the Purple Dou Illusionary Realm...
...
The slime monster told the story of the All-Knowing Elder vividly, especially the battle where the All-Knowing Elder suppressed the Ant Lord, which she depicted as a world-shaking showdown that shattered the epoch of reincarnation... She tried to witness a trace of shock on Ning Fan’s face, but unfortunately... there was none!
Ning Fan actually listened to her story with a calm expression!
No, saying he was calm was not accurate; Ning Fan was slightly surprised, but not much—it was just a fleeting look before he composed himself...
This was abnormal, too abnormal!
A normal person, upon hearing that a Nascent Soul cultivator defeated a saint, should have been shocked to sweat!
"Hero Brother, aren’t you stunned, aren’t you surprised to hear that a Nascent Soul suppressed a saint?" the slime monster asked speechlessly.
"A bit stunned."
"You’re lying..."
"..." Okay, Ning Fan wasn’t too stunned indeed.
He had seen the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor, and had met the All-Knowing Elder, the pressure from the All-Knowing Elder was definitely not inferior to the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor. He knew the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor had killed saints, and not just one, so for the All-Knowing Elder to suppress a saint, he was surprised but not overly shocked.
He had seen the Wild Ancient Ancestor—the Desolate Saint Dao Barbarian Mountain.
He had been taught many times by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.
He had fought on the Netherworld and once fought alongside the Desolate Saint Caiwei Saint within it.
He was the Barbarian God of the Barbarian Clan, possessing the qualification to command saints of the Barbarian Clan when entering the true realm!
He was one of the few spirits in the world, and also a generation of the Father God. If it were the era of spirits, the identity of the Father God would directly rival that of the Desolate Saint...
In an invisible manner, Ning Fan’s knowledge and experience had become exceedingly high, making it hard for him to be shocked by anything anymore...
"What happened next?" Ning Fan asked calmly.
The slime monster didn’t witness Ning Fan’s expression of surprise, feeling slightly disappointed, but soon she contemplated, considering Ning Fan’s calm temperament as something to be happy about, and even worthy of admiration. In an instant, she became even more in awe of Ning Fan, her eyes sparkling with admiration, and she explained,
"Later, the master divided the Ant Lord’s physical body into ten parts, suppressing them across ten cycles of reincarnation... I don’t really understand these third-step suppression methods, just know a little bit, the cycle we are in now, the suppressed physical part is the Ant Lord’s partial spine and partial blood and flesh. The Luminescent Ancestral Depths are crafted from this spine and blood and flesh, each layer of Earth Abyss is a different vertebral bone, the first twelve layers of Earth Abyss are twelve different vertebrae, and the Thirteenth Spine we are at, can be considered the thirteenth layer of Earth Abyss. It’s laughable how the ancestors of the Light Clan from the Purple Dou Illusionary Realm thought the Luminescent Ancestral Depths was some paradise of green hills and fresh water, they established a nation here, even founded the Light Clan lineage... Later, perhaps knowing the truth, they were too afraid to live here, and moved the entire clan away... Those strong figures from the Light Ant Clan are even more laughable, they were merely toys of the master, yet they didn’t know, and were unaware of the master’s real power, nor did they know the master had suppressed the Ant Lord whom they worshiped as a god..."
Something’s not right...
Something seems off...
"Are you saying that the suppression of the Ant Lord by the All-Knowing Senior happened after the extinction of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain?" Ning Fan suddenly furrowed his brow and asked.
"Yes."
"But you also said that the ancestors of the Light Clan first discovered this Luminescent Ancestral Depths and then established the Light Clan?"
"Yes, what’s the problem?"
"The problem is significant. As far as I know, the Light Clan, one of the ten great secret clans of the Illusionary Dream World, existed long before the fall of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain. This revelation contradicts those events; the timelines don’t match!"
The timeline indeed doesn’t match!
The extinction of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, then the All-Knowing Elder suppressed the Ant Lord, after which the ancestors of the Light Clan built the Light Clan over the Ant Lord’s remains... This doesn’t align with the fact that the Light Clan existed in the Purple Dou Immortal Domain already!
This is a paradox in temporal logic!
"So... Hero Brother is puzzled by this? What’s there to be puzzled about, time logic... It’s just a kind of illusion!"
"Illusion? What do you mean?"
"Hero Brother, have you ever dreamed while sleeping?"
"Yes."
"Do the things in dreams often seem disconnected and illogical?"
"Yes."
"Are you currently in the Dreamland Realm?"
"Yes."
"Then that’s settled, Dreamland is just a dream. Seeking real logic within dreams is the wrong direction."
"Seeking reality within the illusion..." Ning Fan frowned even deeper, feeling that the Slime Monster’s words contained the true nature of the Dreamland Realm, yet he couldn’t truly comprehend it.
"Actually, I don’t really understand it either, I just heard it from the master. The master often tells us strange and peculiar theories. He once said that time and space are merely means to understand the world, but not the true appearance of the world. This world can be as vast as the universe or as small as a mustard seed; a lifetime of reincarnation can be as long as thousands of years or as short as a dream. In the microscopic world beyond our sight, microorganisms live and die in an instant, and we see their birth and death as a moment, yet in its own view, it might be living its life as thousands of years... We think that after cultivating the Dao, we can achieve immortality for thousands of years, but to those cultivators of higher levels, our long lives might just be a moment’s birth and death in the microscopic world... Isn’t it difficult to understand? Hehehe, actually I don’t really understand it either..."
"Our thousands of years are merely moments of birth and death in others’ eyes..."
Ning Fan displayed a look of confusion, grasping a little, but was far from genuine understanding.
At this moment, Ning Fan truly felt a disparity, a gap so near yet seemingly out of reach. It was the difference between him and the All-Knowing Elder, which brought Ning Fan a rare sense of defeat! The Dao Enlightenment realm of the All-Knowing Elder was indeed too profound, be it the previous guidance or the mere words from little Mud’s mouth this time, all made Ning Fan feel the unattainable heights.
All-knowing, all-knowing, this person dares to take such a name, he must have the abilities, not at all arrogant.
"The world the All-Knowing Senior sees, indeed... I still cannot see it..." Ning Fan said regretfully.
Ning Fan’s tone of defeat in that instant was actually detected by the Slime Monster as a trace of loneliness, an exclamation of the limitations of Dao from a cultivator.
The Slime Monster’s glass heart shattered in an instant, how could it be!
She suddenly felt heartache for her Hero Brother, what should she do! Sob sob sob!
She originally wanted to ask Ning Fan for a small favor, but at this moment, she could not bring herself to ask...
"My life is limited, but knowledge is boundless. Pursuing the limitless with the limited life is doomed to fail." Ning Fan suddenly laughed heartily, dispelling the gloom in his heart.
Life is finite, yet knowledge is infinite. To pursue infinite knowledge with finite life is inherently a failure!
This is Ning Fan’s true nature!
Eventually, he was only defeated for a moment; ultimately, he was not someone solely devoted to pursuing the Dao. His purpose in cultivating was not to outsmart others, nor was it to understand the true visage of the world. The reality or illusion of the world wasn’t important to him! What the Dao is, is equally unimportant! He actually sought nothing from the Dao; it was merely a tool in his hand to protect the warmth behind him.
Ning Fan did not know, nor did others, that this demeanor of treating the Dao indifferently was rather closer to the Dao than anyone else...
Ning Fan didn’t inquire much about the Great Secret of Heaven and Earth from the Slime Monster, he wasn’t interested!
He only had an interest in the meat soup the Slime Monster brewed; having saved the Slime Monster by chance, he wouldn’t miss the chance to drink the soup again.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Ning Fan suddenly patted the storage pouch, and subsequently, countless ant seeds fell to the ground like raindrops, piling into a small mountain.
This was the ant seed he obtained after defeating the Corpse Puppet King, totaling over fourteen hundred!
The Corpse Puppet King was a collection of Little Corpse Puppets; by defeating the Corpse Puppet King, he got over ten thousand ant seeds in one go! Unfortunately, the situation was too chaotic at the time, Ning Fan couldn’t collect all the ant seeds, only managed to retrieve a small portion...
The explosion he caused was too terrifying, too sudden, he urgently needed to escape with Ancestor Leize, a burden. Managing to collect fourteen hundred ant seeds was fortunate; the others that he couldn’t retrieve were destroyed in that explosion, which was a pity...
On the other hand, if he hadn’t caused that explosion, he likely wouldn’t have been able to defeat the Corpse Puppet King and collect so many ant seeds.
"Wow, so many ant seeds! Hero Brother is amazing, he actually got so many!" The Slime Monster’s admiration for Ning Fan continued to rise!
"Yeah, if it’s convenient, brew some more soup for me."
Having figured out that this place was the spine world of the Ant Lord, Ning Fan wasn’t in a rush to leave. This place seemed suitable for cultivating Mana Purity; he and the Slime Monster ventured here exactly for that purpose. As for whether the Light Ant Clan would come after him again... Ning Fan didn’t want to bother about it!
If enemies pursue, he’ll simply fight again!
"It’s convenient, of course. Hero Brother is the savior of Feng Zhao. Feng Zhao is willing to brew soup for Hero Brother all her life..." Awkward! She actually said such a bashful line! Could it be she’s already fallen for Hero Brother, if Hero Brother asks her to repay him with her body, should she accept or should she accept...
"Good girl." Ning Fan affectionately patted the Slime Monster’s muddy head, like petting an animal.
Indeed, Ning Fan saw the little Mud purely as a pet.
Having cultivated Communication with All Things, his sensitivity towards the goodwill and ill-will of worldly matters was exceptionally sharp. At this moment, the Slime Monster clearly harbored no malice towards him, thus he dared to pat her head, truly considering taking her as a pet. If the Slime Monster had plotted against him before, he definitely wouldn’t have made such physical contact.
But the Slime Monster didn’t see it that way!
She was head touched and killed by Hero Brother!
Aaaah!
Her muddy heart was about to leap out of her throat! Inside, it felt like millions of little deer were crashing around, what should she do!
She was so happy, just a head pat made her extremely happy!
Yet she suddenly started worrying.
"Hero Brother, do you want to brew all these ant seed soups? Drinking so much ant seed soup at once, won’t you over-nourish yourself..."
She recalled Ning Fan was over-nourished before and went to find Cauldron Furnaces to...
"Uh... it’s nothing, I’ll just endure it." Remembering how he was almost overwhelmed previously, Ning Fan felt a bit awkward. But that happened because he hadn’t prepared in advance; if he were fully prepared, no amount of replenishment would scare him, as he had plenty of cauldrons.
Moreover, having just caught two quasi-saint cauldrons, wouldn’t it be perfect to release the potion’s power into them? Should he do it? For quasi-saint cauldrons, the release effect should be excellent and could significantly boost his cultivation...
But...
Recklessly absorbing the quasi-saint cauldrons, could that entail some risk...
Ning Fan frowned; previously he had used a bewitching technique to ambush the Red Lotus, who managed to break free, indicating the technique isn’t foolproof. If he uses the technique to absorb two quasi-saint female cultivators, and the two break free, it could lead to a dangerous situation. He, focused on absorption, would be in his most vulnerable state. If they succeeded in plotting against him, it would spell disaster...
Perhaps, should he be fully prepared before absorbing these two female quasi-saints to avoid unforeseen issues during absorption?
Forget it, why overthink it, let’s first drink soup to cultivate mana purity.
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Ning Fan cultivated by drinking soup at Thirteenth Spine—also known as the Thirteenth Layer of the Earth Abyss.
At the Twelfth Layer, within the Light Ant Clan’s main hall, the Yin Mu High Priestess was furious, scolding the Eagle Soaring Venerable, who had just fled to the clan grounds!
Could she not be angry!
It’s all this fool’s fault, adamantly claiming Ning Fan was an Ancient Great Cultivator, causing the entire Light Ant Clan to be hesitant and fearful, missing the best opportunity to surround Ning Fan!
When Ning Fan defeated the Corpse Puppet King, Yin Mu High Priestess had estimated Ning Fan’s actual strength, clearly not an Ancient Great Cultivator, and even lesser than the Corpse Puppet King!
But everything was too late! Ning Fan had already used a teleportation technique to escape the explosion range, whereabouts unknown... and her Heavenly Fate Red Name Technique couldn’t lock onto Ning Fan anymore, seemingly blocked by Neg Fan through some means... She wanted to pursue and kill Ning Fan but had no idea where to track him down!
If not for Eagle Soaring spreading rumors, how could the dignified Light Ant Clan’s Saint Ant Sect give Ning Fan so many opportunities to eliminate so many experts? How could they let him get away!
"High Priestess, you have to trust your subordinate! That evil one truly is an Ancient Great Cultivator! He captured Princess Huahuo with a single strike! He killed the Corpse Puppet King with just one explosion! If your ladyship had been there, witnessing the destruction, you would certainly believe it and make the same sensible decision to retreat as I did!" The Eagle Soaring Venerable, terrified by Ning Fan, was still arguing, insisting Ning Fan was an Ancient Great Cultivator! The Yin Mu High Priestess repeatedly told him Ning Fan wasn’t, but he wouldn’t believe her! He wouldn’t!
Yin Mu sneered; she felt her explanations were falling on deaf ears. Seeing Eagle Soaring still spreading fear about Ning Fan, her elegant face finally showed killing intent, "Shut up! I’ll say it again, that kid is not an Ancient Great Cultivator! He doesn’t even seem like a true Quasi-Saint; his mana might be abundant, but there are issues! If you dare to spread rumors again and disturb morale, even if you’re a quasi-saint of our clan, I’ll deal with you!"
"Ah! High Priestess, everything about your ladyship is great except being too stubborn, too reliant on your Heavenly Fate Red Name sense. Can fate truly be reliable? There can be misjudgment when sensing through fate. I only believe what I see! My eyes witnessed the Corpse Puppet King being killed and that evil one capturing a quasi-saint, his prowess beyond scary, truly terrifying... "
"I told you to shut up, did you not hear me!"
Yin Mu was done wasting words with the Eagle Soaring Venerable!
With a flick of her broad sleeve, a gust of yin wind blew straight towards the Eagle Soaring Venerable.
The Eagle Soaring Venerable intended to continue arguing, but seeing the Yin Mu Priestess attacking, his face changed drastically, no longer daring to speak further, and tried to escape.
However, escape was impossible!
Once in contact, the yin wind instantly spawned numerous cold and transparent sigils, which emitted an infinite suction, leaving the Eagle Soaring Venerable unable to break free despite his resistance! Eventually, the first-order quasi-saint Eagle Soaring Venerable was forced into the sleeve’s world by the Yin Mu Priestess’s yin wind, to face reflection.
"Calm down! You’re simply scared by the boy’s facade; once you come to your senses, you’ll see I was right!"
Whether self-talking or communicating with Eagle Soaring within the sleeve world, the Yin Mu High Priestess seemed to be doing both.
Witnessing the High Priestess casually capturing a quasi-saint with one move, the other Light Ant Clan experts in the hall bowed respectfully, not daring to meet the High Priestess’s gaze.
Such is the intimidation brought by absolute strength!
Among them, only a young lady wearing imperial attire, dared to meet the Yin Mu’s eyes, with a heavy countenance: Damn it... this woman has grown so powerful... she subdued Eagle Soaring with one move, how could I compete with her for the Ant Queen’s position or avenge my past grievance...
This lady was one of the four ant queen successors of the Light Ant Clan, the deposed Emperor Hua Zhao.
"Hmph! Subduing a quasi-saint in one move isn’t that extraordinary! I can do it too, but what of it? I’m merely a lower tier within the second-rank quasi-saints! The boy is similar; though his means are cunning and tricky, his true strength isn’t necessarily high. Stop believing Eagle Soaring’s nonsense! The priority is to find the boy’s whereabouts! Then, kill him and rescue Huahuo!"
With the Ant Queen election approaching, as a competitor, the Yin Mu High Priestess actually had no intention of rescuing Hua Huo.
Yet this matter involves the dignity of the entire Light Ant Clan, she must save! Only by killing Ning Fan and rescuing Hua Huo can the Saint Ant Sect’s humiliation be slightly cleansed! The honor of the Saint Ant Sect is above all!
But where to pursue Ning Fan...
The Heavenly Fate Red Name’s sensing is blocked; where is that boy now? Could he have already escaped the Earth Abyss? If that’s indeed the case...
While the Yin Mu High Priestess was pondering, urgent news suddenly came from outside the hall!
A staggering Light Ant Clan armored man ran in, "High Priestess! Lords! Something terrible has happened! Trouble in the forbidden zone! There’s trouble in Thirteenth Spine’s forbidden zone! Lady Red Lotus stationed there has been captured! She’s contacting us with soul sound secret technique, asking us to invade Thirteenth Spine to rescue her!"
"What! Red Lotus was securely stationed at Thirteenth Spine, how could she be captured, unless, unless..." Yin Mu High Priestess was enraged, realizing the only possible answer!
Ning Fan!
Surely it’s that boy!
The boy didn’t escape the Earth Abyss but entered Thirteenth Spine somehow, capturing the commander Red Lotus!
He’s captured a second ant queen successor! Is this boy set on trampling the Saint Ant Sect’s dignity into the ground? He deserves to be killed, killed!
"Issue my order; all Immortal Emperors join me in invading Thirteenth Spine to eliminate that villain!" Yin Mu declared angrily.
"Cannot, cannot do it! The High Priestess must’ve forgotten in anger; once the Ant Queen selection begins, it doesn’t end - we, the Light Ant Clan members, can’t enter the forbidden zone below the Thirteenth Layer; the Bloodline Gate is impassable... basically, we, even knowing the evil one has entered Thirteenth Spine, can’t chase him..." The other Light Ant Clan experts looked troubled in response.
Who doesn’t wish to kill Ning Fan!
Who doesn’t want to defeat that boy and cleanse the Saint Ant Sect’s humiliation!
But the problem is, they can’t enter the Thirteenth Spine!
As the highest forbidden area of the Light Ant Clan, the Thirteenth Spine isn’t accessible at will! The usual conditions for entry are already strict, especially during the special period of the current Ant Queen election. The Thirteenth Spine does not permit any clansmen to pass through; only outsiders can freely enter and exit, such as those prisoners exiled inside who aren’t subject to these restrictions. However, for clansmen to enter, it is incredibly difficult...
"This brat is truly cunning! He calculated the special period during which we cannot cross the Bloodline Gate to chase into the Thirteenth Spine, so he deliberately hid there! Damn it, damn it!" The Yin Mu High Priestess’s face was pale with anger.
"This evil sect dares to challenge the dignity of the Saint Ant Sect but doesn’t dare to openly fight us; he only hides and evades! How despicable! How shameless!" A bald Quasi-Saint of the Light Ant Clan cursed furiously.
"You’re thinking too simply! If this demon merely entered the Thirteenth Spine to hide, that’s fine. But I’m afraid he went in to steal the ’treasure’... That ’treasure’ is the foundation of our clan’s prosperity. If it were stolen by outsiders, the consequences would be unimaginable..." Another hunchbacked Quasi-Saint worriedly said.
Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed drastically. Even the Yin Mu High Priestess set aside her wrathful desire to kill Ning Fan; she too was worried about any mishaps in the Thirteenth Spine but still shook her head saying, "Impossible! This boy cannot possibly know about the existence of our clan’s ’Eternal Soul’! Nor could he know the method to steal the Eternal Soul! Even if he knows the method, he doesn’t have the ability to take it... That’s a Saint’s Eternal Soul, and even if it’s just a wisp, it can’t be taken by a Second-Step cultivator..."
"Better safe than sorry. Before something happens, who would have thought this boy could capture Princess Huahuo, General Red Lotus, and obliterate the Corpse Puppet King..." the hunchbacked Quasi-Saint said cautiously.
"Enough! Do you have any brilliant ideas? Feel free to speak! It’s important to know that during this special period, we Light Ant people cannot enter the Thirteenth Spine..."
"Brilliant plans I haven’t got, but there’s one vicious plan, although we can’t enter the Thirteenth Spine, isn’t Princess Huahuo and General Red Lotus still inside?" the hunchbacked Quasi-Saint suddenly cackled strangely.
"What do you mean? They’ve already been captured by the enemy, what else can they do..."
"Hehe... What does it matter if they’ve been captured! If those two are willing to sacrifice a bit, extinguishing this demon isn’t difficult!"
"You’re saying..."
"An evil sect, fortuitously capturing two Quasi-Saint cauldron furnaces, what do you think he’ll do? Haha, even if he’s not interested, it’s fine. I’ve long heard Princess Hua Zhao excels in the soul sound bewitching technique; if the demon doesn’t take the bait, they can lure him easily..."
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Achoo...
Ning Fan, sipping soup in the Thirteenth Spine, unexpectedly sneezed, then... continued drinking his soup.
He didn’t know someone was attempting to plot against him, nor did he care.
He was unaware that the Light Ant Clan was in a special period, unable to pursue him into the Thirteenth Spine. Hence, while drinking soup, he remained vigilant for other possible strong adversaries from the Light Ant Clan to appear.
Last time, he drank seventy bowls of Ant Species Soup and couldn’t withstand the medicinal power, almost bursting from the replenishment. This time, it clearly won’t happen.
With every bowl of Ant Species Soup he drank, he would use a special bewitching technique to dispel the heat flowing up from beneath the Dantian. In this way, the side effects of the Ant Species Soup were greatly reduced, and he managed to drink two hundred bowls before barely tolerating the replenishment strength within his body.
He still needed to vent, of course, this time being prepared in advance, it wouldn’t be as terrifying as venting for three days straight...
"I’ll be back soon, just dealing with something..."
Ning Fan said briefly to the Slime Monster before intending to enter the Xuan Yin Treasure. The Slime Monster blushed; of course, she understood what Ning Fan was going to deal with. Unfortunately, she was no longer a beautiful woman but had turned into a lump of smelly mud, otherwise, she would have gladly helped Ning Fan.
The Black Evil Sect’s usually expressionless little face now showed some displeasure; the Slime Monster’s presence brought her a sense of crisis. She didn’t care how many women Ning Fan had, but she cared about how many pets Ning Fan had! Hence, she swallowed her internal shame and straightforwardly said, "Master, if you need to deal with something, you can bring me!"
"Hmm."
Thus...
Ning Fan shamelessly brought the Black Evil Sect with him back to the Xuan Yin Treasure’s cave mansion. With the Black Evil Sect, he wasn’t in a hurry to find other cauldron furnaces.
However...
Still...
Before he could undo the Black Evil Sect’s belt, a seductive soul sound suddenly came from another direction within the Xuan Yin Treasure!
Over there... was the repentance palace where Ning Fan confined Huahuo and Red Lotus!
"What’s happening! How did those two women suddenly release a bewitching technique to allure me over!"
Ning Fan frowned.
With his mastery in bewitching techniques, he was almost enticed by this soul sound bewitching technique, such a powerful technique!
Then came the question.
Why would these two captured Quasi-Saint women suddenly allure him...
How were they able to use their cultivation and release a bewitching technique while being confined...
It’s certain the pair harbors ill intentions; what surprises Ning Fan is how the two were able to covertly employ means against him despite their sealed cultivation, Quasi-Saints are truly formidable, even imprisoned women cannot be underestimated...
"Master, hurry..." Black Evil Sect’s little face showed discontent. Serving Ning Fan in humanoid form was extremely shameful for her, naturally hoping Ning Fan could fight quickly. Sadly, past experiences repeatedly proven Ning Fan prefers endurance over speed, causing her headaches...
"Don’t rush, someone’s using a bewitching technique against me..." Ning Fan simply uttered two words, upon hearing which Black Evil Sect’s expression turned murderous.
Who actually dared to strike at her master!
Deserves to be killed!
"I didn’t plan to act against these two women so soon, but since the opposition seeks death, I can’t be blamed for being ruthless! You wait here; I’ll be back shortly."
Ning Fan didn’t bother explaining much to the Black Evil Sect, merely sneered before disappearing in a flash.
Black Evil Sect walked out of Ning Fan’s cave mansion, tidied up her disordered clothes, gently shook her head towards the direction where Ning Fan flew off, "Master deceives, you won’t be back briefly, you surely need a long time..."