- Chapter 96 (1/2)

An Obscure Person Was Training His State of Mind with Calligraphy!

Lan Mei had a very shameful dream.

In her dream, she was stark naked and was hugging Ning Fan while he was caressing her dirty anus.

The feeling was too stimulating for her. It was a million times stronger than masturbation.

Is this the pleasure of being a woman? That is so good…

…

Lan Mei was still unconscious as her legs were spread open by Ning Fan to cure her illness.

There were many kinds of stoned girl. In Lan Mei’s case, she still had the monthly menstruation which indicated that her body was still quite normal. All she needed was just some poking or jabbing.

A cut with the sword produced blood, but under the nourishment of the Flesh Regenerating Pill, the wound healed very quickly.

The only imperfection was some scars left on the pink wound, which made this the only flaw in the apparently perfect thing.

Ning Fan took out a millennium-old spiritual ginseng, chewed it and smeared the juice on Lan Mei’s genital spot with his tongue.

Having not experienced this kind of sensation before, she uttered moans from time to time despite having lost her consciousness.

Using his mouth? Ning Fan could only do this to his wife by lowering himself, and he had only provided such treatment to Zhihe. Lan Mei was the second one. In fact, Lan Mei had already become an indispensable person in his heart.

If you are buried underneath the Bright Moon Pond after your death, I will… die along with you as well in this pond!

Lan Mei’s words lingered in his head, causing him to release a sigh.

She was chosen by the Old Devil for Ning Fan to marry, but now, it had become Ning Fan’s own choice.

Lan Mei was still in a daze when she woke up. She first saw Ning Fan’s head, stretching towards her bottom part and was using his tongue skillfully.

For a moment, she felt too ashamed to open her eyes. She was a maiden who had never experienced this kind of thing, but this night, her purity had been snatched away by Ning Fan.

She checked the mark on her hands and found that it was still there, but heranus had already been attacked once. Also, her vaginal orifice would also be attacked by Ning Fan’s tongue once it healed.

There was the sound of overflowing spring water. The bedding was wet and she could smell the fragrance of the room.

Only then did she realized that Ning Fan had brought her back to her bedroom while she was still unconscious.

But immediately, she discovered an extremely awful thing. While Ning Fan was licking her vaginal orifice, standing beside them was a young maidservant of twelve or thirteen years old with her hair combed in a bun and holding a basin of hot water. She was there to help clean the residual blood of Lan Mei.

That maidservant was no doubt the close servant of Lan Mei, Ke Er!

Stinky Ning Fan! Do you really know how to treat me? How can you let Ke Er watch us? Shameless!

She didn’t dare open her eyes because she had no idea how to face Ke Er if she did so.

Her lower body had already been played by Ning Fan. Although Ning Fan was her fiancé, but… this was a matter between husband and wife, how could a maidservant be seeing this kind of stuff…?

The maidservant, was young and innocent to these kind of things. Though this was a process of Ning Fan treating her illness, it was still too erotic to a little girl like Ke Er.

Her small face was slightly blushed. Her big pair of eyes were staring at Lan Mei’s lower body with curiosity. The rhythm of her breath was starting to get a little unnatural.

The good news was that Ning Fan didn’t stay too long. After he finished smearing all the medicinal juice over her vaginal orifice, he left her legs and said to Ke Er, “Help your miss clean them up. When she wakes up, tell her not to get out of bed and get wet for half a month’s time.”

“Roger. Um, isn’t Mister… staying back to accompany Miss?”

“No. It’s not too good if this matter spreads out. Although I don’t care about my reputation, but ‘Little Lan’ probably will mind it a lot.”

Finished speaking, he pushed open the door and left, while Ke Er quickly began to scrub and clean Lan Mei’s body.

Who permitted you to call me Little Lan?! Lan Mei felt a little ashamed in her heart. This was her infant name. No one else other than her mother dared to call her this name.

Then, she felt a cooling and refreshing sensation coming from below her body. It made her relax. She was surprised to discover that the meridians in her lower body was circulating smoothly, and she had broken through to the intermediate Harmonious Spirit realm!

If there was no Ning Fan, she might just be a lonely girl who always put up an arrogant facade in front of everyone. Ning Fan’s appearance had not only given her warmth, but also the happiness that a woman should have.

Thank you…

She smiled sweetly.

When Ke Er saw Lan Mei’s face, she became more startled than seeing ghosts.

Eh! Miss smiled so sweetly for the first time!

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The night had passed. Ning Fan returned to Dual Cultivation Palace and went immediately into seclusion. Lan Mei’s illness had been treated. Another problem was resolved before his seclusion.

The Profound Yin Qi was located at the fifth level of Dark Sparrow’s grave. Although Ning Fan had never been to that place before, he didn’t think that he could find it when even Void Fragmentation old experts could not. In that case, he would just put that matter aside until it was the right time.

The pills had also been delivered to Ning City. During his seclusion, he expected that the Three Black Demon Guards would have significant improvements.

So there was only one more thing before he went into a long-period of seclusion.

“Bone Sovereign…”

Cold light and killing intent flickered in his eyes. He was waiting, waiting for Bone Sovereign to make a move, to leave Sinister Sparrow Sect and massacre the clans outside! At that time, he would follow the Bone Sovereign and kill him!

He waved, taking out an old and ancient book. It was no doubt the Characterless Heavenly Scripture.

Nothing was recorded inside this scripture as if it was functionless. The only valuable thing in this scripture was the four words on the cover.

DEATH FOR THE MONARCH!

The killing intent from these four words was more than ten million times greater than Ning Fan’s and the handwriting was very mature.

When his eyes fell upon these four words, the killing intent inside of him found a way to use a catharsis that was beyond peace.

This Characterless Heavenly Scripture seemed functionless, but he had found some valuable thing inside this waste material.

That was Restrain Killing Intent!

He stood up, walked towards the windowsill, spread open the rice papers and wielded the ink brush, attempting to imitate the handwriting of the scripture.

The four words—Death for the Monarch—were askew and crooked like a reptile.

Ning Fan’s handwriting wasn’t good. He was very poor when he was young and it was considered rare that he knew a few words. After acquiring the Ancient Chaos’ Memory, his knowledge had virtually reached a terrifying stage, but that didn’t make his handwriting any better.

However, he wasn’t concerned about how beautiful or ugly his handwriting was. What he cared about was the charm within those characters. The way he imitated the author’s style of writing seemed as if he was also imitating the age of the words.

Lyre-playing, chess, calligraphy and painting could help enhance one’s mental state. Ning Fan’s mental condition was getting more peaceful while his mental state was being enhanced unnoticeably.

He seemed to understand something from the calligraphy.

He felt that killing intent might not be strong enough even if you display them openly. Sometimes, it would become much sharper if you concealed them.

An obscure person amazed the world with a single brilliant feat. A man who didn’t fly, pierced through the heaven in the first attempt. A restrained aura could allow one to burst forth. A saved-up aura could allow one to enhance the aura!

The only regret was that no matter what, he couldn’t imitate the four characters that had the trace of lasting and undiminished appeal.

But this didn’t disrupt him from consolidating his mental state from calligraphy.

The first day, Wang Yao had yet to leave the Deacon Palace probably because he had expended substantial amount of his magical power.

On the second day, he left the Deacon Palace but only to meet a few elders, and then he returned to the palace.