The Rain World had a lot of rain, so it was normal for Yue Country to have rain.
Two years ago, the Joyful Union Sect was established here. However, this sect was annihilated by the Yue Kingdom's Master Apothecary Han Yuanji in a single night!
This was the place where the Old Monster's unlucky disciple died tragically and also the place where the Old Monster and Ning Fans met.
This was the place where Ning Fan plucked the Evil Woman's energy and also the place where he first met Zhi He.
It was the beginning and the end.
Since the annihilation of the Joyful Union Sect, this place was only left with ruins. The spirit veins at the bottom of the mountain were also broken, and spiritual energy no longer existed. No more cultivators established a sect. Now, only the woodcutter would occasionally go up the mountain to chop firewood. Occasionally, there would be rumors spreading from the mountains.
In the rain, a young man in white clothes and a black cloak stood at the peak of the mountain, listening to the song with his eyes closed.
Memories spun in his mind.
Before the raindrops could wet his robe, they strangely deviated from their trajectory and did not fall on the young man's body.
The divine ability that caused the raindrops to deviate was called the Divine Intent of Rain!
"Here I stray from my destiny, and so I am no longer myself. The rain deviates from its track, but it is still rain … Humans are inferior to the rain, too fickle … "
The young man opened his eyes, and a trace of vicissitude flashed across his eyes.
The Old Devil had left, Dugu had left, Seven Apricot City was cold … There was rain in the Rain World, and the Parting Hatred Mountain was also cold.
Once the Old Devil left, Moksha Sovereign might not be a threat to him after a hundred years. If he could find a place to hide, he could easily avoid the confrontation with Moksha Sovereign.
Void Fragmentation Realm within a hundred years. Difficult … Defeating Moksha Emperor within a hundred years. Difficult … If I can escape, why not?
Why didn't he escape? Why did he persist? Why did he desperately increase his strength …
What exactly was the purpose of cultivating the Devil Path and the Dao?
The Heart Devil in Ning Fan's heart gradually rose. If he does not eliminate this Heart Devil, he would never be able to form his core for the rest of his life. Moreover, he would be plagued by it for the rest of his life.
"Perhaps, I should listen to Master's words and give up the empty dream of attaining the Void Fragmentation Realm within a hundred years. I should give up on contending against Moksha Sovereign and live a peaceful life of a thousand years at the Void Fragmentation Realm.
"But Han Nietian injured Master! How can this enmity be settled just like that!? "
All of a sudden, Ning Fan's Heart Devil was forcefully suppressed. He opened his eyes abruptly. All of a sudden, the rain on the entire Li Hen Mountain was bestowed with a trace of strange charm. It actually stopped in mid-air. It did not fall or move. It was as if it was suspended in mid-air. The world seemed to have stopped moving!
This was because the young man's Divine Will of Rain had been bestowed with a strand of concept — the heart of defying the heavens!
This Defying Will caused the rain to reverse. This Defying Will caused the inner demons to be suppressed. This Defying Will was used by the young man as a fundamental method to slay his inner demons!
"It's still not enough … If I can use the Divine Intent of Rain to make this drizzle roll back to the Firmament, then the Defying Intent would be enough. At that time, even if I don't sever my emotions, I can still destroy the Heart Devil!"
The young man put away all of his emotions and took one last look at the ruins of the All Pleasure Sect. After pondering for a moment, he teleported and disappeared in the drizzle.
Once he left, the karma of the Joyful Union Sect would be severed.
The strange scene of the mountain rain stopping just now had already caused a few woodcutters who were chopping firewood in the mountains to tremble with fear.
"Oh my god, why did the rain suddenly stop just now … this is really … really seeing a ghost in broad daylight. This place is really evil. I better go home quickly …"
...
A day later, the rain stopped and a bright rainbow appeared in the sky.
On the ruins of the Heaven Separation Sect, a young man in white robe and black cloak appeared out of nowhere with a flash of black light. He didn't attract anyone's attention.
The Heaven Separation Sect was destroyed and the sect was completely destroyed. However, there were still many half-destroyed pills and magical treasures in the ruins, which attracted many cultivators to set up camp and search for treasures in the ruins.
There were also many bandits lurking in the dark. Once they found any cultivator who found a good treasure in the ruins, they would most likely attack that cultivator to seize the treasure.
Ning Fan appeared on the ruins. His spirit sense swept across a thousand li and instantly understood everything that happened.
Looking at the ruins, he slightly closed his eyes. He didn't come here to search for treasures, but to end the lingering thoughts in his heart.
He closed his eyes for a long time. Above the sky, there was a misty rain intent.
Immediately, the drizzle was like a cloud. The drizzle seemed to be guided by Ning Fan's Divine Intent.
Ning Fan closed his eyes and murmured to himself.
"Que Shenzi's Divine Intent of Rain has a total of three intents. The first intent is the Killing Intent, the second is the Battle Intent and the third is the Defying Intent. Only when these three intents are integrated can one obtain their own Divine Intent. I have the Defying Intent. Although it's not enough, I will be able to completely understand it in the future. I also have the Killing Intent. In the ruins of the Heaven Separation Sect, my Killing Intent is unbearable! "
In Ning Fan's mind, he recalled the damage that Ning Gu suffered in the Heaven Separation Sect and the bitterness of being unable to cultivate for the rest of his life. His heart was enveloped by a cold murderous intent, and the murderous intent was still rising!
The few Vein Opening cultivators at the side obviously didn't know the terror of this young man.
They had been searching for treasures for many days, but they only found some scrap metal. Naturally, they were annoyed.
They weren't interested in Ning Fan, and they weren't even interested in the rain that fell from the sky.
But they were suddenly very interested in the treasures that Ning Fan had!
"High Grade Magical Treasure? Or Profound Gold Spirit Equipment? Or a Third Revolution Pill?! Why is this compass flickering so violently? "
Among them, a man with a moustache was holding a Treasure Seeking Compass while looking at Ning Fan with fiery eyes.
Naturally, they were Rogue Cultivators who came here to search for treasures. Some of them even occasionally did the shady business of bandits.
The ruins of the Heaven Separation Sect had been searched by many cultivators. There were very few Magical Treasures left, but Ning Fan in front of them seemed to be a big fat sheep. No one knew how many treasures he had on him to be able to cause the Treasure Seeking Compass to shake violently.
The moustache man who had good eyesight could see the black ribbon and ancient beast wrist guards on Ning Fan's hair and wrists. Each of them was a Profound Gold Spirit Equipment and was very valuable.
Ning Fan was indeed a fat sheep! Moreover, it seemed that this fat sheep was very young and his cultivation was most likely not high.
Everyone couldn't see Ning Fan's cultivation, so they treated him as a young master with a low cultivation.
They didn't know which family's young master dared to come to the Heaven Separation Sect to admire the flowers and watch the rain. He really didn't know that there were many Rogue Cultivators and bandits here.
"Kill …"
The moustache man whispered to the seventh level Vein Opening man beside him. The man immediately revealed a hideous smile and rubbed his palms together as he approached Ning Fan.
Killing Ning Fan, in the eyes of the man, was definitely not much harder than killing an ant.
However, the closer he got to Ning Fan, the more he felt a sense of danger as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, causing his footsteps to gradually slow down.
When he was ten zhang away from Ning Fan, a killing intent similar to that of a wild beast caused his blood to surge. He was shocked to find that he couldn't even get half a step closer to Ning Fan!
At this moment, no matter how stupid the man was, he could see that Ning Fan was not a Young Master or a fat sheep, but a hidden peerless expert!
The moustache man's face turned pale. When he saw Ning Fan's eyelids moving, he immediately shouted.
"Brothers, run!"
At this moment, Ning Fan opened his eyes. Within a hundred zhang, the raindrops suddenly became as sharp as swords!
"Too late!" Ning Fan's eyes turned cold. Within the curtain of rain, the moustache man and the others were drenched into sieves, their blood splashing all over the barren hill!
Ning Fan did not use any magical power to kill these Vein Opening rogue cultivators. He only fused the Divine Rain Intent with his killing intent. That killing intent that could not harm anyone turned into a weapon and killed these rogue cultivators.
Not enough. The killing intent in the Divine Rain Intent was worlds apart from Que Shenzi's. However, Ning Fan had indeed fused a second intent realm into the Divine Rain Intent.
Defy and kill. Que Shenzi's third intent realm was battle intent. However, Ning Fan was different from Que Shenzi. He cultivated the evil path not to dominate an area. He did not improve his strength to fight against the world.
In essence, perhaps he was the same as Ning Gu and Zhi He. He did not like killing, but he had no other choice.
On top of the ruins, the other rogue cultivators immediately recognized Ning Fan's appearance.
"Ghost … Revered Ning of Sinister Sparrow Sect! A ruthless person who could even kill Old Devil Purple Yin! Why would such a person come to the ruins of Heaven Separation Sect? Is he here to search for treasures? "
Ning Fan did not answer these people's questions. He flashed and turned into an icy rainbow.
"All Pleasure Sect has defy. Heaven Separation Sect has killing. And Cold Moon Mountain has desolation and loneliness. I have obtained Hu Fengzi's Cultivation Pill and promised to protect Hu Clan. After Hu Clan's death, there should be no more unresolved karma in Yue Country. "
Ning Fan's light gradually disappeared in the rain. The rain gradually stopped as well.
One by one, the cultivators heaved a sigh of relief after Ning Fan left.
Those who were observant were wondering what kind of terrifying technique Ning Fan used to kill those rogue cultivators with the rain.
However, with their low cultivation, they were afraid that they would never be able to understand it in their lifetime.
The only conclusion they could draw was that Revered Ning of Sinister Sparrow was indeed a terrifying expert.
...
The Cold Moon Mountain of Western Yue was once famous for its Cold Moon Spring. Western Yue Hu Clan was once prosperous because of their old ancestor, Hu Fengzi.
But after Wang Yao's arrival, the elites of Hu Clan were all killed. Their old ancestor even died after consuming a Decaying Corpse Pill. The Hu Clan declined and the Cold Moon Spring was taken away by a powerful figure.
The cultivators of Hu Clan didn't say who took away the Cold Moon Spring, but those who were observant found out that this matter was related to Revered Ning of Sinister Sparrow.
But now, Ning Fan was like the sun in midday in Yue Country. Who would be blind enough to make things difficult for him just for a spirit spring?
Following the decline of Hu Clan, fewer people paid attention to them. Most of the clans that were close to Hu Clan in the past had cut off their relationship with them. There were even some enemies who came to pick a fight with them.
Even Purple Light Sect, which had always been on good terms with Hu Clan, began to covet Hu Clan. They even requested for Hu Clan to merge with Purple Light Sect!
Purple Light Sect suffered a great loss in the battle with Yue Devil Sect. Even their sect master was gravely injured. Now, they needed to annex some small clans to replenish their strength.
In the hall of Hu Clan, the higher ups of Hu Clan were discussing about Purple Light Sect.
"How can Purple Light Sect bully us like this?! Clan Lord, why don't we ask Revered Ning for help? "An early Harmonious Spirit elder of Hu Clan advised.
"Revered Ning … it's better not to trouble him with this matter. He has made an agreement with my ancestor to protect Hu Clan three times. If we ask him for help for such a small matter …" The black-robed young man, Hu Ming, had already become the clan lord of Hu Clan. He shook his head helplessly at the elder's suggestion.
Ning Fan had planted a Mental Seal on Hu Family. Hu Ming didn't know Ning Fan's personality, so it was best not to provoke Ning Fan. If Ning Fan wasn't willing to help, he might activate the Mental Seal and kill all the cultivators of Hu Clan in a fit of rage. Then, the last bloodline of Hu Clan would be destroyed …
If he could avoid asking for help, he would think of another way to fulfill Purple Light Sect's request.
But at this moment, a faintly discernible voice that was mixed with spirit sense suddenly resounded in the clan hall from the Cold Moon Mountain.
"Don't worry. I won't go back on my words. This time, I'll help your Hu Clan. Hu Ming, quickly come to the Cold Moon Mountain to see me. "
...
On the peak of the Cold Moon Mountain, Ning Fan stood in front of an unmarked grave with his eyes closed.
For the survival of his clan, Hu Fengzi's soul was dispersed and he would never enter Samsara again. In exchange for Ning Fan's help three times …
Was it worth it?
A trace of rain intent gradually rose around his body. There seemed to be Hu Fengzi's Dao on the Cold Moon Mountain. That Dao was secretly compatible with Ning Fan's Dao.
Was it worth it?
Along the path of evil cultivation, he was trapped by love, burdened by gratitude and forced by revenge … Was it worth it?
The pitter-patter of rain fell on the Cold Moon Mountain.
The sound of the rain carried a trace of lost emotion.
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