The pursuit of the Heavenly Eye was really beyond Ning Fan's expectation.
After avoiding this calamity, Ning Fan returned to the thatched cottage to see Luo You after checking that everything was fine.
Seeing that she still showed no signs of waking up, he sighed inwardly and began to sort out the spoils of war.
It was time to deal with the 120 bottles of dragon blood.
It would take ten years to brew the blood wine. Ning Fan needed to confirm if it was possible to shorten the ten years.
In the Profound Yin World, one's cultivation speed and alchemy speed were a hundred times faster than in the outside world.
As for whether his brewing speed would increase, it was still unknown.
Ning Fan took out the Xuan Wei Bloody Gourd and carefully studied the wine inside it. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he let out a sigh.
The Profound Yin World did not have the ability to increase the production of blood wine.
No, it should be said that the structure of this Darkradiance Bloodgourd was extremely special, and it had to link up with the energy of the world in the outside world in order to brew blood into wine.
If it was stored in a time acceleration or placed in the Profound Yin World, not only would it not be able to accelerate, it would also be impossible to brew wine.
This is a troublesome matter.
Perhaps in the future, when Ning Fan breaks through the void and attains the Immortal Realm, he would be able to communicate with the power of heaven and earth. Only then would he be able to brew wine in the Profound Yin World. However, he could not do it now.
"The wine can only be brewed in the outside world. The ten years in the outside world cannot be sped up … In other words, it will take at least ten years for the blood wine to be brewed. I can only break through the Void Refinement Realm bottleneck with the help of the power of the blood wine after ten years."
"It will take me ten years to accumulate enough magic power, and I don't know how many years it will take to break through the Void Refinement Realm bottleneck. I'm afraid that the Void Refinement Realm will consume a lot of time. It's even possible that I won't be able to succeed in the Void Refinement Realm in the remaining sixty years … I'm too greedy. If I can succeed in the Void Refinement Realm after several decades, it would already be a great blessing. For ordinary cultivators, they might not necessarily be able to attain the Void Refinement Realm even if they spend hundreds or thousands of years. "
"Rather than pondering about the unknown, why don't I drink the remaining seven mouthfuls of blood wine and put the 120 bottles of blood wine into the blood gourd? This is the real business! "
Before he came to the Dragon Deciding Valley, he could at most drink three mouthfuls of blood wine. After that, he would not be able to resist the baleful qi of the blood wine.
However, after the massacre in the blood pool, his baleful aura had become even more shocking. It was not impossible for him to drink seven mouthfuls in a row.
Gulp!
Ning Fan gulped down seven mouthfuls of the blood wine in one gulp. The spiciness entered his throat and he immediately sat down cross-legged to refine the power of the wine.
Three mouthfuls of blood wine increased his magic power by 25000 units.
Seven mouthfuls of blood wine increased his magic power by another 58000 units!
With the cultivation speed of the Profound Yin World that was one hundred times faster than normal, Ning Fan did not spend too much time refining the blood wine. When the wine power in his body was completely refined, his magic power broke through to 396500 units.
The seven mouthfuls of blood wine were all brewed with the blood of the Sword Sovereign, so the alcohol was quite ferocious.
Even with Ning Fan's alcohol tolerance, he still felt slightly tipsy and dizzy.
After suppressing the power of the wine, Ning Fan patted his storage pouch and took out the 120 jade pots. Then, he stored all of the dragon blood into the blood gourd.
This Dragon Blood was slightly inferior to the Sword Sovereign's Blood, but if each pot of blood was made into wine, it would have at least 5000 units of Fa Li.
Once the six hundred thousand units of Armor Blood Wine is successfully brewed, Ning Fan's magic power would exceed one million units and he could officially begin breaking through to the Void Refinement Realm.
Ten years … Only ten years, not too long!
After dealing with the blood wine, Ning Fan took out the Serene Palace Buddha Fire and the Divine Cold Soul. With a solemn expression, he refined them one by one.
After refining the Divine Cold Soul, Ning Fan now possessed the thirteenth type of Heavenly Cold Soul and Earth Flame. His magic power increased by one thousand units.
After refining the Serene Palace Buddha Flame, Ning Fan obtained his first type of Sixth Grade Void Flame. His magic power increased by five thousand units.
His magic power of 402500 units had already exceeded four hundred thousand units. He was only one hundred thousand units away from the Half-Step Void Refinement Realm's five hundred thousand units.
Initially, he wanted to consume the Divine Transformation Realm Dao Fruit. However, after giving it a second thought, he decided against it.
Yin Suqiu was highly regarded by the Purple Mansion Academy. She would be able to ascend after attaining the Divine Transformation Realm.
Although she was half a step away from the Soul Formation stage, she would still need at least a hundred years to truly reach the Soul Formation stage.
This Divine Transformation Dao Fruit should be left for Suqiu. To Ning Fan who possessed countless amounts of blood wine, one thousand units of magic power was insignificant.
To Suqiu, however, it could save her a lot of hard work and lay the foundation for her Deification.
En, of course, I have to prepare one for Xu Qiuling as well as for the other women …
Ning Fan smiled faintly. If he returns to his hometown, he might be able to help them improve their cultivation bases.
Looking at the time, it was already close to dawn. Ning Fan took care of Luo You for a while more before leaving the Profound Yin World and returning to the Dragon Deciding Valley.
In the valley, the flying snow was silent.
Outside Ning Fan's room, a lonely middle-aged man with a sword on his back had been standing alone in the snow for a long time.
He sensed that Ning Fan had entered the space of his magic treasure. Besides, the fluctuation of the space did not seem to be like a heavenly dwelling magic treasure or even a small chiliocosm treasure.
Perhaps it's a medium chiliocosm treasure … However, this should be impossible. Only immortal emperors are qualified to possess medium chiliocosm treasures, aren't they?
Yun Tianjue pondered for a while but he did not ask Ning Fan anything. He did not like to pry into other people's secrets.
Seeing Ning Fan push open the door and walk out, he only said coldly, "You have passed the test. After you bid farewell to your little girlfriend, I will send you back to the Endless Sea."
Yun Tianjue really had to send Ning Fan back.
Otherwise, it would take Ning Fan at least a few months to travel the distance of several billion li * (500m per li).
What made him rather speechless was the word 'little girlfriend' that Yun Tianjue mentioned.
It was naturally referring to Yu Chong 'er.
Ning Fan also had a good impression of this frank, straightforward and filial little girl. However, that good impression had yet to reach the level of romantic feelings.
He did not deny it. However, he did not plan to bid farewell to Yu Chong 'er either. It was enough for him to leave silently.
"Junior has gained a lot in this trip to the Dragon Determining Valley. It was all thanks to Senior's care. I won't dare to forget this kindness. However, the Rain Sovereign ordered Senior to return to the Middle State immediately but Senior disobeyed the order and sent me back to the Endless Sea. Will this matter cause trouble for Senior? "
Ning Fan was worried that Yun Tianjue had angered the Rain Sovereign.
Based on his current understanding of the Rain Sovereign, he was definitely not a kind person.
"Don't bother yourself with unnecessary matters!"
Yun Tianjue said impatiently, stopping all of Ning Fan's questions.
Seeing that Ning Fan did not have the intention to stay, he also had no intention to stay in this place.
He turned around and looked at a certain direction in the wind and snow, saying 'farewell' coldly. Then, a sword light flashed and carried Ning Fan away from the snow country.
In the dark, Chu Chang 'an revealed himself with a bitter smile.
Yun Tianjue was naturally bidding farewell to Old Man Chu.
During the one-month trip to the Blood Dragon Pool, the Blood Dragon Demonic Sword had absorbed a large amount of blood Qi, and its dragon might had become even more active.
Old Man Chu could sense a trace of the blood dragon's prestige from Ning Fan's body. He knew that Ning Fan probably had some kind of secret treasure of the blood dragon. Thus, he wanted to find out more about it. However, he did not expect that Yun Tianjue could see through Old Man Chu's intention and guarded outside Ning Fan's room.
As such, even if Old Man Chu wanted to find out more about Ning Fan, he had no choice but to give up on the idea.
He didn't want to offend Yun Tianjue for an unknown Blood Dragon Secret Treasure.
"White-clothed Sword God, Yun Tianjue … I never thought that such a cold and indifferent person would actually treat a revered elder of the devil cultivators so generously. Haha, for the sake of Yun Tianjue, this old man will not have any ideas about Zhou Ming. "
"However, Yun Tianjue might dare to ignore the Rain Emperor's summons, but I don't. This old man is of the Beast Race, and I also possess half a wisp of Sovereign Qi that was bestowed upon me by the late Emperor, so I am a thorn in the Rain Emperor's side. If I return to the middle state too late, it is very likely that I will be the subject of ridicule. Hehe. Even a Void Fragmentation Realm expert doesn't have freedom. I'm leaving … "
Chu Chang 'an gave a self-mocking smile. Then, he also turned into a ray of travelling light and left for the middle state.
Amidst the wind and snow, Yu Chong 'er had a sleepless night. She stared at Ning Fan's departing sword light in silence.
Feeling a little melancholy, she could not help but touch her lips, recalling the lingering wet kiss that day. It was as if her lips still had Ning Fan's taste.
"Thank you … You saved me, my mother and my brother. I will certainly repay the third favor that I owe you. I will definitely …"
…
It took three days for them to arrive and two days for them to leave.
Yun Tianjue remained silent throughout the journey. The speed of his sword light increased. In just two days, he had sent Ning Fan back to the External Sea of Penglai.
He did not bid farewell to Ning Fan nor did he give him any instructions. Only after Ning Fan jumped off the sword light and cupped his fists towards him did he slightly nod his head. His eyes looked slightly gentle.
"I heard that Senior isn't the son of the Rain Emperor … You must be careful in the Middle State this time!" Ning Fan frowned slightly and reminded him solemnly.
Yun Tianjue had broken through his sin mark and regained his Fourth Heavenly Layer Void Fragmentation Realm cultivation base. Then, he openly disobeyed the order of the Snow Country by injuring the Seventh Prince with a single sword strike.
With the cold personality of the Rain Emperor, Ning Fan was slightly worried about how he would deal with Yun Tianjue.
Seeing that Ning Fan was actually concerned about him, Yun Tianjue's eyes flickered slightly. Without saying anything, he turned into a ray of sword light and left proudly.
In just a short while, he disappeared without a trace.
However, after he had gone far away, a ray of sword qi suddenly shot out from the direction where he left and went into Ning Fan's body.
That sword qi did not have any killing intent. It seemed to be just an inheritance of a sword technique.
Ning Fan did not resist and allowed the sword qi to enter his body. Immediately, a sword technique appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.
Myriad Sword Style!
Ning Fan took a deep breath. Yun Tianjue had actually imparted one of the three strongest sword techniques in his entire life to him!
Along with that ray of sword light, Yun Tianjue's usual cold voice could be heard.
"You be careful too."
It was the first time in a thousand years that Yun Tianjue told someone to be careful!
All of a sudden, Ning Fan found it hard to calm down. He could not understand why this kind of silent parting made him feel a little reluctant.
Perhaps, Ning Fan felt a sense of protection from the Old Devil from Yun Tianjue.
Or perhaps, it was because of a reason that even Ning Fan did not understand.
Shaking his head, Ning Fan put away all his thoughts. He looked at the Penglai Immortal Island beneath his feet and smiled bitterly.
Ever since he met Yun Tianjue in the Green Bamboo Palace, he did not return to Penglai for two months straight.
He wondered if Bei Xiaoman who had just lost her virginity would explode from anger when she woke up and could not see her lover.
Bei Xiaoman, Xu Qiuling and … Yin Suqiu …
Once these karmic ties were settled, it was time for him to enter the Internal Endless Sea.
After dealing with all the trivial matters, he could go home …
Ning Fan could not stay any longer even though there were so many beauties in his home. He had too many things to do. If he stops, he would not be able to hold on to anything.
He took a step forward and his figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in the Southern Pill Tower of Black Warrior City.
Ya Lan was receiving guests. After being praised by Ning Fan, her confidence in cultivation was ignited and she looked even more radiant.
As soon as she saw Ning Fan return, she subconsciously revealed a shy and happy expression. She lowered her head slightly and greeted him politely.
"Young Master Zhou, you're back. Are you going to see the mistress? Young Master left without saying goodbye for two months. The mistress is quite angry. "
"Is that so? Then, are you angry?" Ning Fan teased.
"Me? What right do I have to be angry at Young Master? "Ya Lan gently turned her head away. She did not dare to look at Ning Fan's eyes directly. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.
It was her first time being teased by Ning Fan …
"It's good that you're not angry. Be good."
Ning Fan smiled and went up to the southern tower.
The word 'be good' sounded like he was coaxing his lover. It made Ya Lan blush all the way to her neck.
As for the elders of the Pill Tower who were standing at the side, they did not dare to offend Ya Lan when they saw how close they were.
With Ning Fan's reputation, Ya Lan's life in the future would probably be very good. Her status in the Ya Clan would also rise.
At the top of the southern tower was Bei Xiaoman's room.
Just as Ning Fan walked to the door, he could hear the sound of cursing from afar.
When he pushed the door open, Bei Xiaoman was sitting on the bed in a bad mood. She was holding a puppet that looked like Ning Fan and was poking it with a needle.
Unfortunately, the spot that she poked was right between Ning Fan's legs where his clone was.
When he looked at the floor, there were at least twenty puppets whose lower bodies had been poked into pieces.
Ning Fan felt a chill down his lower body. This Bei Xiaoman really has a lot of resentment. Is she trying to castrate me?
"Stinky Zhou! You're shameless! You just … just … finished with me and then you ran away. You've eaten your fill. You're shameless! "
How could Bei Xiaoman not feel resentful?
If it was any other woman who could not see their lover after their first night, they would probably feel the same way.
It was hard for Bei Xiaoman not to cry and vent her anger by poking the puppet. It was already very rare.
"Oh? Miss Xiaoman seems to be very angry. I wonder what I can do to calm you down? "
"Humph! How dare you come back! I'm going to poke you to death! Poke, poke, poke! "
Bei Xiaoman was like a little wild leopard that had been wronged. She ran down the bed with her stockings bare and ran into Ning Fan's arms. Then, she poked the silver needle in her hand at Ning Fan's lower body.
She really dared to do it. Does she want to be a widow?
"Crazy girl!"
Ning Fan did not say much. At this moment, Bei Xiaoman would not listen to his explanation. Ning Fan was also too lazy to explain.
With a flick of his finger, he flicked the silver needle away. Then, he lifted Bei Xiaoman up and threw her onto the bed, pinning her under his body.
One of his hands clamped onto Bei Xiaoman's hands while the other hand began to unbutton her clothes.
"Shameless!"
Bei Xiaoman was so angry that she was speechless.
Humph! After a night of pleasure with her, he would leave and come back two months later. The first thing he would do when he comes back is to have sex with her.
This stinky Zhou Ming's head must be filled with sh * t. How disgusting!
Even though she said that it was disgusting, her body immediately reacted the moment Ning Fan touched it. Her legs rubbed against each other and her thighs were already slippery.
Ning Fan unbuttoned her thin shirt. He did not even take it off. Instead, he lifted up her undergarment, revealing two small white rabbits. He sucked one of the buds and began to lick it.
"N-No … I … En … Ah …"
Before Bei Xiaoman could resist, she was already subdued by Ning Fan skillfully.
A pleasant feeling filled her entire body. The emptiness she felt was also unbearable.
She stared at Ning Fan with misty eyes. All of her resentment had been thrown to the back of her mind. Now, she just wanted to ride on his body and clamp him tightly between her legs.
"Your legs are so beautiful …" Ning Fan caressed the inside of Bei Xiaoman's smooth and slender thighs through her stockings and praised her generously.
He still remembered that when he met Bei Xiaoman at the beginning of the year, someone had reminded him that praising Bei Xiaoman like this would make her happy.
"Humph! You're such a sweet talker … Ah … "
Bei Xiaoman raised her chin proudly. Being praised by Ning Fan was much more pleasing to the ear than being praised by others.
Humph. This stinky Zhou Ming has good taste. He even knows that I'm good-looking …
When the fiery heat pierced into her body, Bei Xiaoman had already completely lost herself. Her fingernails sank deep into Ning Fan's back.
The violent impact made her so excited that she could not breathe.
"Next time … Tell me before you leave … I will be worried … En … En …" Bei Xiaoman moaned while speaking intermittently.
"Mm. Just this once."
Ning Fan savored the taste of Bei Xiaoman.
She was really delicious.
(1/4) (To be continued.)
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