- Chapter 132 1 (2/2)
Suqiu stared at the bottle in her hand. An inexplicable emotion flashed past her eyes…If it was really Ning Fan who concocted these pills for Zhi He, the young man must had gone through a lot of troubles to integrate the Ice Bee Jelly into these pills…what a thoughtful man…
No wonder this little girl called the pill ‘Sweet Pill’. She is already not bad having married such a caring alchemist…
Originally, she only had indifference towards Ning Fan whose obscene behaviors had been spread throughout the country. Back in Long Inclination Palace of Sinister Sparrow Sect, she thoroughly checked Ning Fan and discovered that although he lacked primordial yang, he wasn’t an unruly person and was a person with many secrets…that was why she had given Ning Fan a smile.
Now that she was saved by Ning Fan, and understood his caring side, her impression of Ning Fan got better.
She realized that despite having the experience of six hundred years, she couldn’t see through this young fellow. The only thing she could see was the stubborn persistence inside of him, which was very similar to her.
“Why did he chose devil cultivation at that time…?” Suqiu couldn’t help thinking why.
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“Release all the spiritual arrows and retreat back to the city!”
Volleys of flaming arrows fell from above, exploding and burning in the sky like fireworks. Each refined corpse from the Heavenly Dao Sect let out miserable wails whilst being turned into ashes.
Each person was left with ten arrows. Two thousand devil cultivators would make a total of 20 000 spiritual arrows, which cost 200 000 immortal jades… Purple Yin Old Devil revealed shock in his eyes, and gave the order to the disciples of Extreme Yin Gate to not rescue Heavenly Dao Sect until there was no more spiritual arrows in the sky!
The sect master of Heavenly Dao Sect, Tian Yizi, sat as still as Mountain Tai, seemingly unconcerned about the death of his six thousand disciples. And instead, sneer was seen in his eyes.
After shooting the last ten spiritual arrows, the four armies of Ning City retreated back into the formation light of Ning City with their flying mounts.
Although this profound formation light could cause massive casualties in the enemy’s camp, Ning Fan couldn’t waste it now. Before the arrival of the reinforcements of Sinister Sparrow sect and Fire Cloud Sect, it was unwise for him to fight the two sects.
All the guards returned to Ning City like a tide while Ning Fan landed on the city wall, his eyes seemed baffled.
The ground outside the city heaped with thick corpse ashes. All six thousands ‘disciples’ of Heavenly Dao Sect had died in the volley of fire arrows.
However, that didn’t make Ning Fan feel any joy or victory. Instead, there was a hint of uneasiness seen in his eyes.
There were three things that puzzled him. First, he was puzzled if those disciples of Heavenly Dao Sect were humans or corpses…if they were corpses, why did half of them had a qi of a living person. If they were humans, why did each of their bodies seem rotten, which made them no different than refined corpses?
Secondly, it was the calm look of Tian Yizi…Six thousand disciples were killed, filling the entire sky with corpse qi. Not only had this not infuriated Tian Yizi, but it made him reveal a look of joy instead.
Thirdly, what was the black coffin on Tian Yizi’s back…There was an extremely heavy qi within the coffin that stirred Ning Fan’s fear.
There was also the Third Corpse Pupil and the…black coffin! This Tian Yizi is far more complicated that he looked…
Why didn’t Tian Yizi feel angered by the death of his disciples…?
Ning Fan vaguely felt that he might have missed out something important. Nangong who was next to him also had a similar expression as Ning Fan.