The destruction of Extreme Yin Gate and the reappearance of the corpse devil two thousand years ago had almost plunged Yue Country into the crisis of extinction.
In this battle, there were three Nascent Soul experts. During the battle, the dragon fire phenomenon was vaguely seen by all the experts in Yue Country.
The ancient battlefield that was the location of the decisive battle had been scorched into ruins within a hundred miles. Not even a blade of grass could be seen. The cultivators who came to investigate the place stared with their mouths agape.
There were even more cultivators who came to Ning City to meet the two Nascent Soul experts – Black Devil Ning and Jing Zhuo. But now, Ning City was under martial law. Jing Zhuo and 'Black Devil Ning' were in seclusion. The one who received the cultivators was Nangong with a gentle smile.
"Ask me if you have any questions. Of course, I can't guarantee that what I said is the truth …" Nangong sat on the high seat, leisurely enjoying his fragrant tea.
At the side, a few Sect Masters of second-rate sects immediately handed over their storage pouches obediently with smiles on their faces. "Hehe, as the right-hand man of Lord Black Demon, Vice City Lord Nangong naturally has a lot of secrets that he can't tell you. It's understandable, understandable … This is just a small token of my respect …"
"Hehe, there's no need to be so courteous … I can't accept it, absolutely can't accept it …" Nangong pretended to decline. The few sect masters gritted their teeth, took out a few more storage pouches and handed them over respectfully.
Only then did Nangong reluctantly accept these valuable gifts. He scanned the storage pouches with his spirit sense and was afraid that there were at least ten thousand immortal jades inside …
"Ai, it's hard to refuse such kindness. Alright, I'll clear up some of your doubts. If you have any questions, please be frank with me. "
"May I ask if the expert who killed the corpse devil is Master Black Devil? Rumor has it that Master Black Devil is Revered Ning of Sinister Sparrow Sect … is this true? "
"Of course it's nonsense. My young master is absolutely not a Nascent Soul expert or even a Gold Core expert. I can swear on my Heart's Devil!" Nangong made a solemn vow, but it wasn't a lie.
It was true that Ning Fan was just a half-step Gold Core expert. However, he wouldn't tell them whether Black Devil Ning was Ning Fan or not. Wasn't it better to be mysterious?
"Aiya, why did Vice City Lord Nan make the Great Vow of the Heart Devil? How could we dare to ask other questions …" Each of the old monsters showed a look of shame, as if they owed Master Nangong a favor. However, their intention of befriending Ning City became firmer.
"Haha, it's nothing …" Nangong smiled and shook his head.
At the side, Yuchi revealed a look of worship, while Situ, a rare muscle twitched.
Nangong was indeed worthy of being Nangong. After duping these old monsters of Yue Country, 10,000 immortal jades were already in his hands. Nangong wouldn't keep this money for his own use, but for the construction of Ning City. The reason why Ning City didn't lack money was because of Nangong's contribution.
"Allow me to explain the details of this battle to you fellow Daoists …"
As soon as Nangong spoke, all the old monsters sat on their seats and listened attentively, fearing that they would miss a single detail.
Every time they heard something horrifying, even those old monsters' expressions would change slightly.
When they heard the last part of the story, Black Devil Ning came in black, turned into a black shadow, annihilated Tian Yizi, and killed the corpse devil in a blink … everyone's eyes were burning with passion. The elusive Black Devil Ning was actually so powerful!
"Vice City Lord Nan, can you make an exception and let us meet Master Black Devil …"
"I'm afraid this might be a little troublesome … everyone should know that our Black Devil City Lord has gone into seclusion again after the battle. I'm afraid that he won't come out for a few decades … of course, if Ning City is in danger, he will still lend a hand."
"It's understandable, it's understandable … but we really don't have the fortune to meet each other. Pity, pity …"
...
Nangong was in charge of receiving the cultivators of Yue Country. Situ was in charge of reorganizing the casualties and reorganizing the four guards of Ning City. Yuchi was in charge of repairing the underground fire vein.
Ning Fan, the hands-off boss, was currently in a secret chamber, regulating his breathing. On the bed beside him was Yin Suqiu, who had been unconscious for three days.
The poison had been temporarily suppressed by the pills. However, this poison was too powerful. Even the Void Primordial Pill of the Great Void Sect could not get rid of it completely. Even though it was not difficult to neutralize it, the process would be quite troublesome. Thus, Ning Fan could only adjust his breathing and slightly stabilize his injuries.
The battle with the black corpse had caused him severe injuries. In order to advance the Dragon Vortex Fire to the Sixth Revolution and threaten the black corpse, Ning Fan had consumed a lot of blood essence. His divine soul was already deficient because he had severed his soul and molded his incarnation. Now that he had lost his blood essence, his body's primordial qi was greatly depleted.
Without any special means, he would need at least a few decades of seclusion to recover his blood essence. It was inevitable that his lifespan would be shortened. Perhaps, Ning Fan's current lifespan was less than 200 years.
He sat cross-legged on the cushion. The spoils of the battle were displayed on the ground in front of him.
Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly, contemplating the gains and losses of the battle.
Old Devil Purple Yin had quite a number of high grade magical arts, such as the Nascent Realm magical art Wind Soul Claw. However, this kind of magical art could only be used by Wind Spirit cultivators and was useless to Ning Fan. However, Ning Fan was very interested in one of the cultivation methods of Old Devil Purple Yin.
'Yin Evil Art' … this cultivation method was to cultivate the Yin Pearl Technique. In Extreme Yin Gate, everyone, from the old ancestor to the disciples, cultivated this technique. However, this technique of Old Devil Purple Yin was certainly of a higher level than the others. This technique not only recorded the process of condensing the Yin Pearl, but also the method to fuse the Yin Pearl with the Gold Core.
According to Ning Fan's estimation, if he could condense the Yin Pearl and fuse it with the Gold Core like Old Devil Purple Yin, his Gold Core would be stronger and sturdier than ordinary people. Moreover, it would increase his chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm by at least 10%!
This technique was quite useful to Ning Fan, but before he formed his Gold Core, he wouldn't be able to use it.
Apart from this magical art to fuse the Gold Core, among the spoils of Old Devil Purple Yin, there was only a Purple Alms Bowl that could attract Ning Fan's attention.
This Purple Alms Bowl was a High Grade Intermediate Magical Treasure. However, it seemed to be fused with a trace of Spirit Intent. As a result, it could absorb all the magical treasures that attacked Purple Yin into it.
Apart from that, there was nothing else in Old Devil Purple Yin's possessions that could move Ning Fan's heart. Ning Fan's vision was pretty high.
However, the storage of the black corpse couldn't be underestimated by Ning Fan.
Apart from all the magical treasures and pills, the thing that caught Ning Fan's attention the most was an ancient Fiendgod cultivation method – Corpse Devil Record!
This cultivation method recorded the method to open the Corpse Devil Vein and the method to turn a corpse into an Immortal three times. Apart from that, there were also several ancient Fiendgod divine abilities!
Ning Fan already had the Yin Yang Devil Vein, so it was impossible for him to cultivate the Corpse Devil Vein. However, the ancient Fiendgod divine abilities made Ning Fan's eyes light up. The memories of Ancient Chaos didn't contain any Fiendgod divine abilities, but compared to the Corpse Devil Record, it contained the lifetime experience and memories of an Immortal Emperor. It was hard to say which one was better, but these divine abilities were still very useful to Ning Fan.
Corpse Transformation Technique. This technique stimulated the corpse qi of the Corpse Devil Vein and could directly refine a cultivator into a living corpse.
Third Corpse Pupil. This pupil required the cultivator to cultivate the Corpse Devil Vein and open the Heavenly Eye Vein between the eyebrows. If he could successfully cultivate the Third Corpse Pupil, he wouldn't mind using the illusory technique, but using the trace of Three Corpses Evil Sense was what tempted Ning Fan.
Every cultivator had three corpses. Even a True Immortal would be afraid of the evil sense. The evil sense of the black corpse was only superficial and not considered as the Three Corpses Evil Sense. Not to mention Ning Fan, even among the True Immortals in the Four Heavens Immortal World, only a few of them could do so.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the Corpse Devil Vein, so he couldn't open the third vertical eye.
The reason why the Third Corpse Pupil needed the third vertical eye to store the evil sense was because the evil sense couldn't be touched by the cultivator himself. He could only open another vein to store it.
If I found another way to store the evil sense, I might be able to use my eyes to store the evil sense.
Ning Fan pondered. If that was the case, he could use the Third Corpse Pupil even without the third eye. The only thing he needed to worry about was how to resist the evil sense of the three corpses.
Perhaps, the black-clothed incarnation could resist it. After all, that incarnation didn't have a heart or mind. If that was the case, he could give it a try.
Apart from these, the black corpse also had a few powerful body refining techniques. One of them was the Colossal Bone Secret Art, which allowed him to transform into a ten zhang tall giant. To Ning Fan, this technique was extremely useful.
And the biggest loot was probably … the black corpse itself.
The black corpse had been burnt into a charred corpse by Ning Fan. The strength of the corpse's body made Ning Fan understand it. If he could refine this corpse into a refined corpse, it would be a pretty good fighter. Perhaps, with this refined corpse, he would be able to fight against ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
Apart from that, there were many other spoils of war. But when Suqiu Xianzi moaned on the bed, Ning Fan didn't have time to think about these things anymore.
...
The secret chamber was made of stone and covered with silk. A girl in light yellow clothes was sleeping.
Judging from her appearance, she was just a young girl who hadn't seen the world. But those who knew her would know that she was an old monster who had lived for six hundred years. She was the old ancestor of the Great Void Sect, Yin Suqiu.
Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted in pain even though she was in a coma. The moaning was just her groan.
During the battle that day, she was ambushed by the black corpse and was poisoned by the Death Silkworm Poison. If an ordinary Gold Core Realm cultivator was poisoned by this poison, they would probably die immediately. But Suqiu used her powerful strength to suppress the poison. She only fainted when the battle ended.
The reason for the poison was most likely because Ning Fan had asked her to chase after the black corpse to activate her magical power. At the end of the day, it was Ning Fan's fault that the poison acted up. Ning Fan once again understood this girl's stubbornness. She didn't even say anything when she was poisoned … If it was Zhihe, she would have screamed the moment she was poisoned.
This girl's heart was firm enough to seek the Dao … No wonder she could become an old ancestor of the Great Void Sect in just six hundred years of cultivation.
It was impossible for Ning Fan to ignore the death of this girl. After all, he was touched when this girl rushed to help Ning City alone.
"If that's the case, I'm sorry …"
Ning Fan murmured in a low voice as if he was talking to himself. Immediately, he lifted Suqiu Xianzi's skirt that no one had lifted in the past six hundred years. There was another skirt that was lifted by Ning Fan. Immediately, Suqiu Xianzi's jade-like legs were exposed.
However, there were purplish red veins on her jade-like legs, as if a silkworm was crawling on her legs.
The skirt was lifted all the way to her calf's knee before it stopped. The purplish red veins stopped there. There was no need to continue lifting the skirt. If Suqiu were to continue lifting the skirt, it would be troublesome even if she woke up after she was cured of the poison.
It was a very beautiful leg. Although it was slightly introverted due to sitting on the praying mat all day long, the shape of the leg was quite similar to the legs of the women of Ying Country who were kneeling for a long time.
Ning Fan's mind had a fleeting thought, but he immediately extinguished it. He blamed himself and collected his thoughts. He took off Suqiu's shoes and silk socks, revealing a pair of jade-like feet.
Different from Suqiu's slightly flawed legs, her feet were like natural jade ornaments, almost perfect.
However, her feet were too sensitive. When Ning Fan accidentally touched her toes, the unconscious Suqiu immediately let out a soft gasp.
"En …"
This gasp made Ning Fan's mind swayed. He held the jade-like feet in his hand. His heart was momentarily disturbed by the Heart Devil.
"What I am holding is the feet of the noblest woman in Yue Country. No matter how high she is, she still has to be played by me …"
This voice made Ning Fan lose his mind for a moment, but immediately, a cold light formed in his eyes, crushing this evil thought!
"Get lost!"
After suppressing the Heart Devil, Ning Fan's eyes regained their clarity and apologized in his heart.
In any sense, he had profaned Suqiu Xianzi. It was really a waste for him to have evil thoughts towards his benefactor.
"The Dead Silkworm Poison isn't difficult to cure. It's not difficult to cure it by concocting the medicinal liquid of seventeen thousand years old spiritual herbs according to the silkworm's poison. But first, I need to guide the poison back to the place where it was poisoned …"
Ning Fan sighed. His hands were placed on both of Suqiu's knees. He secretly circulated his magical power and guided the poison back to her feet.
Cold and smooth …
Unknowingly, Suqiu Xianzi's light gasp seemed to have quickened. When the poison returned slightly, she woke up, but she didn't dare to open her eyes because she found that her calf was being stroked by Ning Fan back and forth …
"He … what is he doing?! How dare he! " Suqiu Xianzi almost wanted to slap Ning Fan, this frivolous man. But immediately, she found out that Ning Fan was curing her poison …
Her heart softened. Since it was curing poison, how could she refuse?
But she mustn't open her eyes. Otherwise, both of them would be extremely embarrassed.
As such, she could only endure the heat from Ning Fan's palm to her calf, ankle and toes.
Her feet were too sensitive, as if she could sense the number of palm prints on Ning Fan's palm.
Her face gradually turned red, but her heart was painfully enduring. It would be fine if she was unconscious, but when she woke up, she would never let out that shameful moan … as an old ancestor of the righteous path, how could she be so submissive …
However, the more she endured, the redder her face became. Although her state of mind didn't lose control, her body became more and more numb …
"Hurry up … help me … detoxify the poison …" In her heart, she secretly prayed that Ning Fan could hurry up and end this abnormal nightmare of hers.
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