Chapter 379.3 (1/2)

Zhou… Zhou

All of a sudden, there were only Ning Fan, Bei Xiaoman, Lu Qing and Stone Warrior left in the main hall.

“I hope I’m not dreaming… Fellow Daoist Zhou actually defeated the clone of Emperor Xi. That is to say, Fellow Daoist Zhou already has the capability to put up a fight against a Void Refinement Realm expert if Fellow Daoist Zhou goes all-out! *Clicks tongue* If this matter were to be known, I suppose it will greatly astonish the Endless Sea.” Lu Qing praised incessantly.

“I would like this matter to remain as a secret…” Ning Fan shook his head. This time, the incident was related to Bei Xiaoman’s marriage contract, the Lost World Palace and the Ximen Aristocratic Family. If it were to be spread, it would certainly taint the reputation of the Ximen Aristocratic Family.

Although Ximen Ye might tolerate having his marriage partner being taken away by an insignificant being of the mortal world, the Ximen Aristocratic Family might react otherwise.

The current Ning Fan was still unable to bear the wrath of the entire Ximen Aristocratic Family… He was still too weak. After defeating Ximen Ye, he did not feel the slightest hint of joy. All he did was laugh mockingly at himself.

The person he had defeated was just Ximen Ye’s clone. If Ximen Ye comes with his true body, Ning Fan would probably not even have the chance to retaliate when faced with his Void Fragmentation Realm strength.

“The difference between me and a true prodigy is too vast… Unless I attain the Void Fragmentation Realm…”

Ning Fan shook his head. From now on, he would no longer call himself a genius or a prodigy. There were still too many people who were stronger than him.

“Zhou Ming, are you alright? Why did you bleed so much?!”

“I’m fine. I’m just a little dizzy. I probably lost too much blood…”

Ning Fan looked at Bei Xiaoman who still had tear stains on her face and felt his heart soften. This time, he did not smile anymore.

It was beyond logic and above reason that Bei Xiaoman would actually shed tears for him.

*Pak*

Ning Fan’s mind went blank and his vision turned white. Then, he passed out just like that and fell right towards Bei Xiaoman.

Before he lost his consciousness, he had two thoughts in his mind.

Firstly, Ximen Ye was a strong opponent.

Secondly, the place where he fell was truly soft and tender although it was not too ample…

Bei Xiaoman was at a loss of what to do next. When she saw Ning Fan faint, her face paled from being too worried.

However, when Ning Fan collapsed into her arms, only then did she feel that he was still actually breathing.

The reason why he would pass out was due to him losing a lot of blood and exhaustion…

“Detestable! Stinky Zhou Ming! Since you are not dead, why are you trying to scare me? You are really detestable!”

“Get your dirty face off of me! You are leaning against my... my…”

Bei Xiaoman’s face turned red. Ning Fan was really good at falling where he should by shoving his head onto her chest.

Did he do it on purpose?

However, Bei Xiaoman did not dare to irresponsibly throw Ning Fan on the ground and ignore him since his injuries were not minor. The only thing she could do was to let him bury his head in her chest, greedily breathing in her fragrance.

“Mistress, Revered Ming’s injuries are too serious. From my perspective, he must be treated immediately…” Stone Warrior advised.

After all, he had a friendly relationship with Ning Fan. Besides, if it wasn’t for Ning Fan, Bei Xiaoman would certainly have been captured and brought back to the Northern Heaven this time.

Thus, he was unwilling to see any accidents to befall him.

“Mm. I know. I’ll treat him. I have something that I haven’t finished using…”

Bei Xiaoman clenched her teeth. Actually, her scarlet dragon had yet to be completely severed. She had only managed to cut off half of it using up only half of the black crystal that her mother gave her.

The other half of the crystal was naturally precious to her. However, compared to healing Ning Fan’s wounds, her scarlet dragon did not seem to be something significant.

“Fine. I will figure out how to deal with my scarlet dragon later. Now, I have to make this Stinky Zhou Ming regain his consciousness! Humph! He is my human cauldron. If he dies just like this, then I will suffer a loss!”

Bei Xiaoman carried Ning Fan with her petite body and walked to the top floor of the southern tower.

That floor was her boudoir.

In the Ximen Aristocratic Family of the Northern Heaven.

Within a stone chamber, Ximen Ye was in the middle of understanding the next bottleneck of his cultivation realm by meditating. Outside the chamber, countless cultivators were patiently and respectfully waiting for him.