Chapter 282 (1/2)
Making Fun of The Little Fox
Within one month, the remaining 49 places were determined. They were all chosen from the one hundred Divine Transformation Ream experts.
Imperial Concubine Wu Yan was ranked second while Lu Jiefen was ranked third. The remaining were undisclosed.
After just one month, the shocking news about Lu Bei killing six generals on the purple platform was quickly spread to the entire Second World which was billions of li* large using different kinds of communication methods.
No one blamed Ning Fan for Wang Xiao and the other generals’ deaths. After all, the fight was held in accordance to the teachings of the Demon Ancestor. The moment anyone sets foot on the purple platform, their life and death would be decided by the heavens.
Of course, the True Spirit Races were not going to let Ning Fan off the hook. However, it would only be an issue after he ascends to the Land of Demons. Therefore, it was not a concern at all for the demons in the Second World.
What they had to take note of was that as long as Lu Bei exists in the Luo Yun Tribe, they must not offend that tribe no matter what!
The demons began to hunt for demon beasts and search for sacrificial offerings at the southern part of the Luo Yun Tribe which was connected to the Feng Yun Tribe.
To activate the World Passage to the Third World, the nine divisions had spared no effort by deploying nearly all of their forces to hunt demon beasts.
At least five hundred thousands of demon beasts which were at the Gold Core Realm and above would be needed for the blood sacrificial ceremony and at least one percent among them must be beast kings.
The preparation for the ancient demon sacrificial ceremony this time was more demanding than activating the World Passage of the Second World. Just for the materials needed to carve the grand formation, it cost at least one fifth of the total financial resources of each tribe.
However, Ning Fan did not need to worry about any of those things.
Within the month, he was at his bedroom accompanying Lu Wan’er in healing her injuries.
General Bei’s Residence was guarded tightly by countless experts.
In a room within the River Gazing Tower, Ning Fan and Lu Wan’er were sitting in meditation positions with their eyes closed on a soft bed. Both of them were pressing against each other’s palms. With Ning Fan being the lead, the two of them rotated their magic power as they practiced dual-cultivation.
Using the female’s Yin Qi to replenish Yang while using the male’s Yang Qi to replenish Yin and achieve harmony of Yin and Yang within them. The speed of this healing method was exceptional. However, Ning Fan could barely display this method after he attained the Divine Transformation Realm by taking the lead in this cultivation to help Lu Wan’er treat her wounds while treating his.
After a month, the injuries Lu Wan’er suffered due to forcefully activating the phoenix wings during the fight were already completely healed. Moreover, under the dual-cultivation with Ning Fan, her demon power had improved quite a lot.
As for Ning Fan’s wounds, they were nearly recovered. Unfortunately, the loss of his blood essence could not be completely replenished. Hence, his face remained pale.
Sniffing the concentrated manly smell from Ning Fan on the bed while feeling the temperature of his skin when their palms touched, Lu Wan’er’s cheeks turned as red as a tomato and her heart raced with nervousness.
It was her first time sitting on a man’s bed… The meaning behind it could be comprehended without being told.
Those who were a little more sharp-witted would understand that the two of them were treating their wounds while dwelling in deep seclusion inside their rooms for a month.
Whereas those who were ignorant would only think that they had been enjoying themselves for an entire month.
Thus, in the Luo Yun Province, while Ning Fan’s fame had grown rapidly like the scorching sun in the middle of the day, the gossip about his unconventional lifestyle was also spreading widely too.
During cultivation. Ning Fan’s facial expression was extremely serious and he was very scrupulous about every detail. The casual and relaxed look which he normally wore had never once appeared during that period of time.
That concentrated look on his face made Lu Wan’er inwardly blamed him for not understanding amorous feelings.
Everyone knows that I, Lu Wan’er, am your woman. If you don’t marry me, what would happen… Besides, I am already 900 years old while you aren’t even 400 years old… I am so much older than you…”
In the cultivation world, age was like floating clouds. Some of the couples might not have much difference in their cultivation level, but the difference in their ages were extremely huge. Well, these were naturally because of one’s innate potential.
However, those who would really consider the difference of age in an intimate relationship were probably those silly women like Lu Wan’er.
Otherwise, Ning Fan would not need to marry anyone else other than Zhihe since there seemed to be nobody younger than him.
The next moment, Ning Fan gently exhaled and withdrew his demon power back to his body and opened his eyes.
“At long last, my injuries have almost recovered… Wang Xiao is the strongest opponent whom I have defeated relying only on my own strength. However, I didn’t expect that eliminating him would cause me to be injured so badly. If I didn’t have the incarnation technique, I probably wouldn’t be able to withstand that ice demonic technique that froze the entire province…” Ning Fan laughed at himself.
He clearly knew that after his demon power had attained the Divine Transformation Realm, he could at most put up a fight against a Late Divine Transformation Realm expert. If he wants to kill an expert at that cultivation level, he must pay a great price, like inflicting damage on himself.
However, he had never anticipated that his self-mockery would cause Lu Wan’er to petulantly stare at him.
“What else do you think?! You have just reached Divine Transformation Realm and yet you immediately went to risk your life fighting that Wang Xiao… It isn’t easy at all to exchange Wang Xiao’s life with your grievous injuries, okay?! You are that stubborn every single time… Do you know how worried I was when I saw you vanish within that ice demonic technique? I was really afraid that you would die…”
Lu Wan’er’s shoulders shuddered. Although she claimed that Ning Fan was not dead at that time, her heart was overwhelmed with anxiety.
“Who asked that Wang Xiao to harbor intentions of hurting you? I just don’t dare to let him escape alive this time…”
Don’t dare… The outsiders might be seeing how glorious Ning Fan was, but none of them knew that he also feel fear. He was just too afraid to let his beloved woman be in danger.
One’s courage always stemmed from one’s fear in life.
In fact, the reason why that butterfly dared to resist an Immortal Emperor was not because it had amazing boldness and bravery but because it had its true love behind it.
Lu Wan’er’s heart skipped a beat. At this moment, she suddenly realized that Ning Fan was actually just an ordinary person. He was not as lofty and insensitive as she had imagined him to be.
Lu Wan’er lifted her arm and placed it around Ning Fan’s neck. Leaning forward, she looked him squarely in the eyes like an elder sister affectionately looking at her young brother.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine… Ning Fan, tell me about your stories, will you?”
From Ning Fan’s eyes, Lu Wan’er saw too much tiredness and loneliness.
This firm and persistent man must have lots of stories to tell…
“You want to listen?”
“Yes. I want to truly understand you…” Lu Wan’er expression was abnormally serious. Gradually, she lied down and snuggled into his chest.
Being bashful and bold at the same time, she rubbed her soft and tender bosom against Ning Fan’s solid chest.
The demon race was not shackled by etiquettes. Love means love. The current Lu Wan’er was not the number-one spirit augmentation master of the Luo Yun Tribe but a little fox who had fallen in love.
“Tell me everything about you. Let me see your true self…” Her vision slowly turned blurry and misty.
The more she looked at the current Lu Bei’s appearance that Ning Fan wore, the more unfamiliar she felt. She wanted to see the true Ning Fan rather than the fake Lu Bei.
“My true self…”