- Chapter 42 (1/2)
Who is Black Devil Ning?!
Ning Fan’s face was veiled with Broad Wintry Cloth. He stepped out of an icy rainbow and stood in midair. After killing Old Man Chen, he casually kept something into his storage pouch and his gaze swept the three of them.
Under his intense gaze, Nanyang Zi, Lu Nanzi and Old Man Zhu shivered, causing cold sweat to keep on forming on their foreheads.
This man could kill Old Man Chen with just a sword strike. Killing any one of them wouldn’t be that difficult. What did this man want?
“My surname is Ning, also known as Black Devil. The three of you are to become my servants. Let me plant a ‘Restrictive Spell’ in each and every one of you so that I could let you live.”
Ning Fan’s voice was clear, but his tone was cold and mature. Combined with the murderous intent of an Immortal Emperor, Nanyang Zi and the other two changed their facial expressions.
Could it be that this young man in front of them was also an old devil? Could he be the lord of Ning City? Furthermore, all of these made sense. Being the lord of Ning City, he was an old devil and was able to build up this city secretly. All of these facts were logical. Thus, the three of them had accepted his identity, without a doubt.
Ning Fan built Ning City. It was a city resided by the three groups of Black Demon Guards. However their real identities were not revealed. Only mystery could surprise people. This was also one of the old monster’s teaching.
Ning Fan wanted the three of them to become his servants the moment he spoke. Such a demand was really tyrannical.
Nanyang Zi, Lu Nanzi and Old Man Zhu had established their names as the upper rank seniors of Yue Country. They all had despotic power which allowed them to live for over a few hundred years. Hence, how could they be willing to become someone’s servant?
Furthermore, Ning Fan wanted to plant the Restrain Spell on them? As soon as they heard the name ‘Restrain Spell’, the trio sucked in cold air.
What was Restrain Spell? It was restraining a person using Divine Sense. It could only be planted into someone’s mind if he’s willing to. Once this spell was planted, the victim’s life and death would easily be controlled by the master of the spell. Thus, his life and death only depended on one thought!
Only some sects, which had the Immemorial inheritance, knew how to use the Restrain Spell. These sects normally utilized such a spell to gather big amount of army and forces.
Nanyang Zi and the other two were predicting and deducing. What was the origin of this ‘Black Devil Ning’? How could he know about such a spell? Was he a descendant of an Immemorial sect?
However, none of them would give in to become ‘Black Devil Ning’ servants, even if he was a leader who had huge army forces.
Take Nanyang Zi for example. He was an elder and a foreign minister of the Great Void Sect. One should know that Great Void Sect also had the inheritance of an Immemorial Sect. He didn’t believe that Black Devil Ning dared to kill him or keep him as a servant.
As for Lu Nanzi and old devil Zhu, their facial expression turned bitter. The two of them didn’t have such a great background as Nanyang Zi. Lu Nanzi was the master of Lu Family. Although it was considered quite a large force in Yue Country, it was nothing but an insect in the Rain Immortal World.
As for Old Man Zhu, he was much more pathetic. Old Man Chen and he were merely rogue cultivators. They belonged to no sect and had no strong background or status. Once they were captured, no one would be able to save them.
What now? Were these three dignified seniors going to fall into the enemy’s hands and then have a Restrain Spell planted on them, eventually becoming a servant?
“This is not going to happen! This old man will never serve anyone. Black Devil Ning, don’t impose your demands on others. This old man had always been a rogue cultivator because this old man wanted a carefree lifestyle. You want me to be your servant? I’d rather die than become one ! Humph!”
Old Man Zhu revealed a mad facial expression. Hatred filled his eyes. Suddenly, he struck his own chest with a palm, breaking twelve immortal veins with his magical power.
The strike had broken many veins. He was heavily injured now. His face was deathly pale, but his energy was soaring, breaking through the peak Harmonious Spirit realm and entering the early Gold Core realm. His magical power was even slightly stronger than Nanyang Zi now.
Without a doubt, Old Man Zhu had used the Self-harm Mystique. He was going all out to attack.
Escape wasn’t an option anymore. He might as well spare no efforts to defeat Black Devil Ning. He was merely an intermediate Harmonious Spirit cultivator. Using a sneak attack and adding on his Self-harm Mystique, he might even be able to take him down.
Once he defeat such a man, no one would be able to stop him from leaving the city, even if there were countless of experts in Ning City. As the saying goes, one must first capture the head of the organization before capturing the entire organization.
Old Man Zhu reached before Ning Fan within a flash of light. He patted his storage pouch, causing the one hundred and eight golden sword lights to appear. It launched the attack on Ning Fan like meteor showers.
Old man Zhu’s abrupt attack had gone beyond Nanyang Zi and Lu Nanzi’s expectation. It even surprised Nangong and the two brothers. When Si Wuxie saw that Ning Fan was in danger, her brows twitched and moved lightly, akin to stepping on lotuses to rescue him, but stopped suddenly.
They saw no sign of fear on Ning Fan’s face while facing the hundred and eight flying swords. Instead, his eyes were remained full of coldness.
“A vein crushing mystique. It will crush the twelve immortal veins. In a short period of time, one can activate the power of the Gold Core.”
Ning Fan didn’t attempt to dodge the sword attack. His body was glimmering with a silvery light.
When Nanyang Zi and Lu Nanzi saw that Ning Fan did not intend to defend himself, delight was evident on their faces. They have never thought that Old Man Zhu was willing to destroy his own cultivation to attack Ning Fan. They were more surprised to see that Ning Fan had actually become so petrified that he had forgotten how to dodge and defend.
This was it! Once Old Man Zhu had taken down Ning Fan, he would’ve taken down the lord of Ning City. Who would dare to block his escaping route at that time?
However, as Nanyang Zi and Lu Nanzi’s smiles became visible, it returned to shock, because they saw a brilliant silvery light appearing on Ning Fan’s body.
“This is …. Silver Bone realm!”
The Silver Bone realm was a very high realm in physique cultivation art. A person who had such a physique could depend on its physical strength to fight an early Nascent Soul cultivator. Nanyang Zi and Lu Nanzi had never seen a true silver bone before. So, they didn’t know what physique cultivation art Ning Fan had. Furthermore their physiques were very far away from the Silver Bone realm.
On the contrary for Old Man Zhu, the silver bone sent chills down his spine, the instant he saw the silvery light from Ning Fan’s body. It automatically signified his death.
“Not good, this man is a cultivator with silver bone! My one hundred and eight flying swords were merely middle grade. How can this hurt him? Run!”
He regretted his actions, lamented that he was acting smart earlier, and wanted to get rid of the king before escaping. If he willingly agreed to be Ning Fan’s servant and be planted with the Restrain Spell, he would lose his freedom, at least he could keep his life.
Regretful! Truly regretful! However in real life, there wasn’t a second chance to change your decision.
Ning Fan’s eyes turned cold. His fist was glimmering with a silvery light. One hundred and eight flying swords came at him like a heavy rain. It was a middle grade skill, but it dissipated into powder under the silvery punch.
A brown light illuminated from the Ancient Beast Protecting Wristband on Ning Fan’s right arm. With the thirty percent increment on his physical strength, his punch landed on his chest.
Such a punch was powerful enough to destroy high grade magical treasure. After the thirty percent enhancement of physical strength, it had crushed the high grade armor of Old Man Zhu. As soon as the punch landed, hundreds of shadowy punches struck his chest, making him defenseless. The hundred punches were continuously hitting his chest but his eyes had already turned white, he had died a few seconds ago. All of the veins in his body were completely destroyed. As for his body, in just a few seconds , it turned into an inflating balloon and then burst into a blood mist, filling the cloudless sky with a bloody stench.
Shocking! Using the deadly punches mystique at the intermediate Harmonious Spirit realm to kill an early Gold Core Old Man!
Nanyang Zi’s chest was cold. He tried to imagine that if he was in Old Man Zhu’s position, his result wouldn’t be any better than the old man.
Lu Nanzi was so shocked that his eyeball nearly popped out. He was a physique-enhancer cultivator. Nonetheless, he had treated his physique enhancement as a defensive skill. He only realized that a physique could be this powerful when it came to offense, and he was a Dou cultivator.
From his knowledge and experience, Dou cultivator had always been competing and battling using their magic and magical treasure. When had a Dou cultivator used his punches and kicks?