Chapter 518 - When The White Robe Appears, The World Wears White Mourning Dress! (2/2)
Ning Fan had infused his determination of igniting the moonlight into this magic technique, making it nearly reach the standard of immortal techniques.
If Ning Fan did not have that crazy determination, the destructive power of this technique would at most be equivalent to a Mortal Void Realm technique.
The destructive power of the Void Ignition Technique was indeed terrifying. However, Ning Fan helplessly realized that his current cultivation base was not enough for him to use this technique at will.
The magic technique’s grade was too high while his cultivation base was far too low.
If he forcibly used it, he would either be injured by the backlash or lose control of the magic technique. The black fire butterfly he summoned might eliminate his enemy and himself.
Now, he could command the black fire butterfly to flap its wings no more than three times. Doing it a fourth time was clearly beyond him.
The power of the three flaps could terrify Yun Daoku but it definitely could not kill him.
With Ning Fan’s current cultivation base, he could not kill a Void Fragmentation Realm expert no matter what. Thus, it was hilarious that Yun Daoku had been too timid and was unaware that Ning Fan had yet to completely master this technique.
“The Void Ignition Technique can be kept as a trump card. If it isn’t absolutely necessary, I should not use it unless my cultivation base reaches a higher level…”
Ning Fan examined his internal body. During the past few months where he entered the Sovereign Tomb with a trace of his soul, nearly eighty percent of his body’s injuries had already been healed using the Black Star Healing Technique.
He only needed to swallow the Seventh Revolution Life Returning Pill that the Thunder Sovereign had given to him and his injuries would be completely healed in one go.
Once he fully recovers and finishes some trivial matters, he could then leave this place…
“Big Brother, don’t you need to explain to the elder sisters why your true name is ‘Ning Fan’…?” Xu Qiuling reminded him.
“Yes. It’s time for me to explain it properly. It all started from a low-grade cultivation country. It’s a very long and old story…”
Ning Fan smiled faintly and reached out his hand to grab the snow in the air. Countless snowflakes condensed into houses, snowy mountains and rivers.
In an instant, Ning Fan rebuilt the ruins within the area of ten thousand li* (500m per li) using a magic technique!
However, the style of the buildings and the landscape of the mountains did not resemble the Giant Devil Clan but the terrain of the Wu and Yue Countries instead.
Every shape of the mountains and rivers there had already been etched deeply into Ning Fan’s heart…
“Let’s enter the house and talk inside…”
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In just half a month, a cultivator’s name that none had ever heard of spread across the Rain World!
‘Marquis White Robe’… Ning Fan!
‘Scarlet Heaven Palace Lord’… Ning Fan!
The title might sound unfamiliar, but no one dared to underestimate this Marquis White Robe whom the Rain Sovereign had newly promoted.
It was all because this Marquis White Robe was none other than the person who made countless experts of the Rain World tremble with fear upon hearing his name – Zhou Ming, ‘Revered Ming’!
A ballad began to spread among countless cultivators to let all the low-grade cultivators in their sects remember that they must never mess with this Marquis White Robe!
Those cultivators who luckily survived the battle of the one hundred plus sects in the Giant Devil Clan spread Ning Fan’s terrifying infamy around after they returned to their respective cultivation countries.
Scarlet Heaven Palace Lord, slaughterer of one hundred sects!
When the white robe appears, the world wears white mourning dress!
Despite it being a graceful and elegant title, it became fearsome and awe-inspiring when it became Ning Fan’s. It almost had the magical effect of stopping a baby from crying.
In the Middle State’s Rain Palace, a few palace lords of the Rain Palace’s divisions complained to the elderly man on the throne, displaying their discontentment.
“Your Majesty! That Ning Fan is a devil cultivator who has slaughtered countless people. It’s still acceptable to confer him the title of marquis but how can we make him the Scarlet Heaven Palace Lord?! If he comes to the Middle State, isn’t he going to enjoy the same status as we righteous cultivators do?!”
“Your Majesty! This man had been rude toward you. How dare he make an impertinent remark saying ‘if the Rain World does not let me down, I won’t let the Rain World down in return!’ He must be punished in order to warn him against a greater crime!”
“Your Majesty…”
The dissatisfaction each of the palace lords felt was related to Ning Fan.
The Rain Sovereign did not mind their complaints and maintained his silence all throughout.
After Yun Daoku conveyed what Ning Fan had said to him, those words still reverberated in his ears.
“If the Rain World does not let me down, I won’t let the Rain World down in return!”
“My ambition is beyond the Rain World!”
The Rain Sovereign’s expression was filled with mixed feelings. He muttered to himself.
This young man does not seem to harbor the intention of becoming a sovereign… However, it’s hard to predict a man’s heart… But he is still extremely useful to me…
The Rain Sovereign’s eyes gradually grew deeper. No one knew what he was thinking in his mind.
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In a remote country of the eight hundred cultivation countries, a white-robed middle-aged sword cultivator who only had a single arm was walking alone within a cultivation city.
He was Yun Tianjue who had just returned from an ancient site. Originally, he had found a remnant piece of the Immortal Severing Sword. However, it was destroyed by the void beast which was guarding the place. This made him extremely unhappy.
Whoever provokes Yun Tianjue when he is in a bad mood would certainly be doomed!
All of a sudden, he stopped outside a tavern, listening to the casual conversations of the people inside with interest.
“Did you hear about it? That Revered Ming’s true name is Ning Fan. Now, he has been promoted to the position of Scarlet Heaven Palace Lord of the Rain Palace and he has even been granted the title ‘Marquis White Robe’.”
“Scarlet Heaven Palace Lord, slaughterer of one hundred sects. When the white robe appears, the world wears white mourning dress! This Marquis White Robe certainly is someone we must not provoke!”
“You know what? This Ning Fan was even audacious enough to threaten the Rain Sovereign…”
All of a sudden, Yun Tianjue’s cold tight brows slightly loosened up. His mood actually got slightly better.
“So his name is Ning Fan… Ning Fan…”
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In the Ning Family in Hai Ning of Wu Country, a young mistress wearing green robes was having her secluded cultivation inside a stone chamber. Suddenly, she heard a maidservant outside the stone door reporting to her in a hurry.
“Mistress Qing, I’ve found Ning Fan’s whereabouts!”
“Did you find him…?” Ning Qingqing stopped circulating her qi. Her face remained cold and indifferent as if she had no emotions. However, deep inside her bright eyes, there was a hint of joy that came from the bottom of her heart.
Have I finally found him…?
“Look! Mistress Qing! All of this is information related to Ning Fan, the Marquis White Robe…” The maidservant passed all the jade slips containing all the information related to Ning Fan that had been gathered to Ning Qingqing.
Ning Qingqing flew out from the stone chamber and took the jade slips eagerly. However, when she scanned the information inside the jade slips, she wore a look of disappointment.
“It isn’t him… This also isn’t him…”
“In the past, he was just a mortal… How can he be a Void Refinement Realm expert now…?”
Ning Qingqing sighed dejectedly with eyes filled with disappointment.
“Will I forever lose the chance to repay him for his help in the past…?”
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Inside Seven Apricot City of Yue Country, a young lady who appeared to be around sixteen to seventeen years old stood on a field of ice and snow, flying a kite while longing for someone. She wore a coat made out of snow-white fox fur with an appearance that looked clean and somber.
All of a sudden, a maidservant ran toward her with a jade slip in her hand.
“City Lord Zhi He, there is information about the young master!”
“Is there some news about Big Brother Fan…?”
The young lady’s heart skipped a beat. She threw away her kite and took the jade slip. When she finished reading it, she beamed in joy with her eyes turning into the shape of crescent moons. However, her expression turned sad the next moment.
“Big Brother Fan… Will you return before I form my gold core…? I don’t want to forget about you… I am reluctant to sever my heart’s devil because that heart’s devil is you…”
That silly innocent young girl in the past was now actually on the verge of forming her gold core. Moreover, she also became the city lord who was in command of both Seven Apricot City and Ning City!
In her hometown, she was waiting for Ning Fan’s return, waiting for the sound of the bell orchid to arrive…
No matter how many years it would take…
Translated by Tommy, edited by Roel