At the bottom of the River of Oblivion, memories of the past flowed quietly like water …
The starry sky was the starry sky of the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm, and the location was the main planet of the Black Demon Sect — the Yin Yang Star.
One day, a spatial rift suddenly tore open in the sky above the Yin and Yang Star, and a black-robed old man covered in blood and tattered clothes fell from the sky, smashing right into the Devil River at the foot of the Black Devil Mountain on the Yin and Yang Star.
The old man who fell from the sky was Elder Wu, who entered the secret area to search for treasures. However, due to various unforeseen events, he was seriously injured and his magic power was sealed. After falling into the demonic river, he couldn't even stop his breathing and almost drowned.
At that time, there was a black-robed young man with a fierce expression sitting cross-legged on the riverbank. When Elder Wu was about to drown, the black-robed young man fished him out of the river.
Elder Wu decided to thank the black-robed young man.
He had a lot of good things on him, but they were all refined by his Dark Luck. If he gave them to the young man, it might even harm him.
In order to repay the karma, Elder Wu racked his brains and finally discovered that the black-robed young man had been schemed against by a powerful Immortal Emperor. He immediately thought of a way to repay the young man.
Ordinary people wouldn't be able to see through the black-robed young man's schemes, but Elder Wu was the successor of Dark Luck and had a deep understanding of the Dao of Fate.
"In the Southern Heaven Immortal Realm, there is an Immortal Emperor called the Ruler of Fate. He has a good reputation in the Southern Heaven and is always regarded as a good person. However, I, the Immortal Venerables, know the true face of this Emperor. This Emperor is the most sinister and ruthless. He has schemed against low-level cultivators all over the Four Heavens and Nine Worlds. Since I started cultivating, I've met many cultivators who have been schemed against by this Emperor. However, because I don't want to be tainted by karma, I've never saved anyone.
"Today, this child saved me, so I'll return the favor and save him! If his karmic luck continues on his path of cultivation, it will surely be seized by the Luck Wielding Emperor. Only if he's like me and cultivates the Devil Dao of Dark Luck would he have a chance of survival. Hehe, this kid can be considered to be lucky to have encountered me, but it's also the beginning of his lifetime of misfortune! "
Oh, right, I forgot to ask this little benefactor's name.
"Little benefactor, may I know your name?"
"I, Han Yuanji, am the man who will become the next Ancestor Emperor of the Northern Sky. Remember this name well. A million years from now, this name will definitely resound throughout the Northern Sky!" His tone was extremely arrogant.
"Haha! Brat, you really have a big mouth. You want to become the next North Heaven Ancestor Emperor? Haha! If you can become the next North Heaven Ancestor Emperor, I can become the Immortal Emperor. Aiyo, what are you doing?"
Thump!
The black-clothed youth turned around and kicked Old Wu back into the river.
"Gulp gulp … brat, you're courting death! Gulp gulp … how dare you kick me! Gulp, gulp … Do you know who I am? Gulp gulp gulp … forget it, forget it. I admit defeat. Quickly pull me up. I've already drunk a lot of river water. I'm really going to drown. I beg you, my little ancestor! "
"Humph! Since you dared to mock my dream, you deserve to drink a few more mouthfuls of water! "
Although he said so, the black-clothed youth who was in his rebellious phase still pulled Old Wu out of the water. After that, Old Wu helped the black-clothed youth.
A karmic connection was formed just like that …
However, this Old Wu had only met the black-clothed youth once. They did not have a deep friendship. They did not have any interactions after that. If it wasn't because he almost died in the river again, Old Wu would not have remembered this somewhat similar past.
Ning Fan was slightly speechless. He had never thought that this Old Wu actually had a karmic connection with the Old Devil.
There's no mistake. Isn't that young man with a face full of killing intent, a body full of thorns and clamoring to become the next North Heaven Ancestor Emperor my master, Han Yuanji?
Speaking of which, the black-clothed youth's appearance was extremely handsome. Vaguely, he also had many of the characteristics of the old Han Yuanji. The only difference was that he lacked the wretched aura that came from his bones.
Time is indeed a merciless butcher's knife. It could actually turn a living, beautiful young man into a wretched chrysanthemum face.
What Ning Fan did not expect was that the Old Devil had also been schemed against by the Immortal Emperor Master Luck. However, because of Old Wu's help, he eventually cultivated his dark luck and got rid of the Immortal Emperor Master Luck's scheme.
This Old Wu had actually done his master a favor.
Ning Fan let out a long sigh. Old Wu had done his master a favor. Just because of this, it was impossible for Ning Fan to kill him.
However, he also could not let this person go so easily. This person had set up a vicious scheme against him and tried to kill him. If I let him go just like that, I would certainly be nurturing a tiger that will bring about future troubles!
The River of Oblivion could seize people's memories. From the river, Ning Fan saw the scene where Old Wu and the sect master of the Pill Sect interacted.
"I didn't expect that the sect master of the Pill Sect would actually build an Anti-Ning Alliance to deal with me. Even though I'm willing to let this Old Wu go for the sake of my master, I can't guarantee that he won't have the intention to take revenge on me in the future. "
The human heart is unpredictable. This Old Wu doesn't seem to be a good person. If I let him go, how should I deal with him if he has the intention to take revenge on me in the future?
"Old Wu, do you remember Han Yuanji?" Ning Fan suddenly looked at the River of Oblivion and asked.
"Han Yuanji? What Han Yuanji … Let's not talk about this anymore. Rain Sovereign, oh Rain Sovereign, please be merciful and let this poor Daoist live. If this poor Daoist can escape this calamity, I'm willing to be your slave! " Old Wu was already waiting for death. When he suddenly heard Ning Fan's question, his desire to live was immediately aroused and he begged for mercy.
Even though he could still vaguely remember the incident where he almost drowned in the past, he could not remember the name of the black-robed young man who saved him.
Well, it was no wonder. He, Old Wu, had been unlucky all his life. He had encountered many disasters and the people who saved him were innumerable. Among them, there were many juniors and even mortals. How could he remember all of them clearly?
Old Wu was too lazy to care about whether Han Yuanji was Han Yuanji or not. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind and that was to survive!
The Rain Lord was really too scary! He had been running amuck for many years and no one had ever dared to kill him. It was because his luck was already at the eighth grade. Even if a Quasi-Saint tries to kill him, he would also be affected by his luck.
That was why no one dared to kill him after living for so many years. It was his first time meeting someone who was not afraid of his luck at all.
Only Ning Fan dared to touch his Heaven Splitting Stone casually and kill him in a domineering manner. He was not afraid of the revenge of his eighth grade luck!
How could he beg the Rain Lord to spare his life?
"Rain Lord, please do me a favor. If you are willing to spare my life, I am willing to give you the Heaven Splitting Stone, the Four Emperors Arhat Pine and the Yin and Yang Four Seals!"
Compared to his life, these three treasures were not worth mentioning at all. He was the current sect master of the Black Fate Sect. Even a Quasi-Saint would have to be wary of his eighth grade luck. If he lacked any heavenly ingredients or earthly treasures, he could totally ask those major forces for them. As long as the items were not too excessive, there were not many major forces who would refuse his request!
"…" Ning Fan ignored Old Wu. He was still thinking about how to deal with him.
He certainly could not kill him. With the Old Devil's fondness for old friendships, if he killed his benefactor, the Old Devil would certainly be bitterly disappointed. Even if this so-called benefactor did not even remember who the Old Devil was …
However, if he let him go, how could he guarantee that Old Wu would not have the intention to take revenge?
Seeing that Ning Fan did not answer for a long time, Old Wu only thought that his bargaining chip was not high enough to move Ning Fan.
After cursing Ning Fan's greed in his heart, Old Wu gritted his teeth and said.
"Hehe. Does the Rain Lord think that these three treasures are not enough? How about this? If you are willing to let me go, I am willing to give you all the tens of millions of years of accumulation of the Northern Heaven Black Fate Sect! In addition to the three treasures, it should be enough to make up for my previous offense! "
"…"
Ning Fan still did not answer. Compared to the accumulation of the Black Fate Sect, he was more interested in finding a foolproof plan to solve the problem of Old Wu's revenge eight days later.
In this world, a master and a disciple could turn against each other. A father and a son could become enemies. Facing a ruthless and treacherous person like Old Wu, Ning Fan could not trust him at all if he did not have something to hold him back.
Seeing that Ning Fan still did not answer, Old Wu became anxious. He thought that this Rain Lord was really too greedy. He had already offered all the accumulations of the Black Fate Sect to Ning Fan. Those were things that even immortal emperors would be tempted by. However, Ning Fan was still not satisfied and refused to let him go.
He really wanted to see what kind of greedy master could actually have such an insatiably greedy disciple! I have never heard of how greedy Great Emperor Ancient Chaos is …
Could it be that he will only spare my life if I give him my Natal Soul and serve him as my master?! Damn it! A Natal Soul is an important thing. How can I …
While Old Wu was cursing in his mind, he suddenly thought of something. Erm. That's right. Isn't there another way?!
Even though a Natal Soul is important, if it can save my life, why not give it to me?!
"If I give him my Natal Soul and serve him as my master, he certainly won't be willing to kill me! My strength is not weak in the first place. Moreover, I have the eighth grade dark luck on me. Even the secret races have to be wary of me! Isn't Ning Fan troubled because of the matter of the dark races? If he can take me as his servant, it will be greatly beneficial to him. He certainly won't refuse such a suggestion! "
Old Wu's mind raced. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible. He had been submissive all his life. He did not really reject the idea of becoming someone's servant. After making up his mind, he immediately said to Ning Fan.
"Fine, fine. I admit my defeat! I am willing to give up my Natal Soul and serve you as my master. In that case, will you be willing to spare my life?! "
Ning Fan's eyes flickered.
He had complicated the problem. To deal with a ruthless devil lord like Old Wu, wasn't his usual method to threaten him with his life?
If he takes away Old Wu's Natal Soul, he would certainly not dare to have any evil intentions. All the problems would be solved.
Of course, Old Devil was indebted to Old Wu. Ning Fan would certainly not treat him as a servant. He would still be polite to him. What Ning Fan needed was just a restriction. It would be enough if Old Wu would not do anything evil.
"Alright! If you hand over your Natal Soul, I can spare your life! "
Old Wu's face immediately lit up when he saw that there was hope for his life. He was afraid that Ning Fan would go back on his words, so he hurriedly opened his mouth and spat out his tortoise Natal Soul.
That Natal Soul was then taken away by Ning Fan. From now on, Old Wu's life or death could be decided by Ning Fan. Old Wu's life could be considered to have officially ended in Ning Fan's hands.
After removing the River of Oblivion, cleaning up the battlefield and dispersing the black cat's Dao Soul, Ning Fan took away the Four Emperors Arhat Pine and the Yin Yang Square Seal. Then, he brought Old Wu who had returned to his original form and descended into the ancient temple. The two of them stood one after the other.
Old Wu's skin was extremely thick. He did not feel that it was shameful to be afraid of death. In the world of cultivation, it was normal for the weak to submit to the strong. Ning Fan was the only nemesis he had met in his life. It was not shameful to be his servant!
"Besides, I've heard of this Ning Fan before. It is said that this person is extremely stubborn and never knows how to be flexible. If he was in my situation, he would definitely not beg for mercy from the enemy. He would only fight to the death for his boring dignity. Hehe, I'm afraid that Ning Fan won't be able to match my ability to endure humiliation and stay alive. In this aspect, he is inferior to me! "
"This Ning Fan is stronger than me, but he doesn't have the ability to deter the secret races. He only managed to make them slightly afraid of him because of the reputation of his master, Ancient Chaos. On the other hand, I can make the secret races fear me with my own ability. In this aspect, Ning Fan is inferior to me. "
"I can cultivate the Eternal True Body in the first tribulation, but Ning Fan can't. He is still inferior to me!"
"Everyone in the cultivation world is afraid of me, but he is hated by everyone in the cultivation world. Hehe, he is still inferior to me!"
"I have a mustache but Ning Fan doesn't even have a beard. Hehe, he is still inferior to me!"
"In this case, it seems that Ning Fan is inferior to me in almost every aspect. Hehe, he is really pitiful …"
The more Old Wu thought about it, the more complacent he became. He actually looked at Ning Fan with a sympathetic gaze. In terms of the method of spiritual victory, there were really not many people in the cultivation world who could be compared to Old Wu.
"I wonder if Senior Mu Song is satisfied with my strength?" Ning Fan bowed respectfully to Mu Song and asked in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
He was brought here by Xiang Bozi. He had already won three rounds in a row and he was confident that he did not embarrass Xiang Bozi. He believed that even someone as strong as Mu Song would not dare to look down on him.
"Hehe. Little Friend, you have won three rounds in a row. Moreover, you managed to block the first transformation of the Yin Yang Square Seal with your cultivation base at the first tribulation realm. Moreover, you have the Heavenly Dao Soul following you. What right do I have to be dissatisfied with you?"
Mu Song chuckled. Then, he changed the topic and asked, "I have just made a divination. Little Friend, you seem to be being pressured by the Dark Race recently. Do you need my help?"
"What's the condition?" Ning Fan asked back.
He had seen through Daoist Mu Song's personality. This person had always been in seclusion and was unwilling to get involved with anyone's karma. It was absolutely impossible for him to help Ning Fan deal with the Dark Race for no reason.
"This old man likes straightforward people who speak their mind. Of course, I won't help you unconditionally. it should be said that this is an exchange. Have you heard of Sen Luo? "
"Yes, I have."
"Due to some reasons, Sen Luo had offended the Dark Race. Even if Xiang Bozi sacrificed his eyes, he couldn't protect him. After that, I made an exception and opened my eyes for the first time. I agreed to fight against the three Quasi-Saint Realm elders of the Dark Race at the end of the starry sky. In the end, I gained the upper hand. That was why the Dark Race was afraid of me and agreed to let Sen Luo go … "
When Daoist Mu Song talked about the past, he did not show any signs of boasting. It was as if it was just a trivial matter.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, was moved. This Daoist Mu Song was indeed impressive. He could actually fight against the three Quasi-Saint Realm elders of the Dark Race alone and even gain the upper hand. In the Dharma Ending Era, he was definitely a first-class expert!
"Don't look down on the Dark Race just because of my achievements. The Dark Race doesn't have just those three Quasi-Saint Realm elders …" Daoist Mu Song's expression suddenly turned solemn as if he had recalled something in the past. However, he did not tell Ning Fan about it.
After a moment of silence, he continued. "Do you know why I helped Sen Luo?"
"Could it be because Sen Luo helped Senior with something?" Ning Fan made a guess based on Mu Song's personality.
"That's right. Sen Luo asked me to help him because I owe him karma. It's not because of Xiang Bozi's favor. By the same logic, if you can't make me owe you karma, I won't help you. Ten days later, I will show you something. If you can help me by then, I can make an exception and open your eyes for the second time when you need it! In these ten days, I must seriously prepare for this matter. You can stay on my wooden island for a while first. Even though my island is small, it has seven great forbidden areas. You can't enter the first, second and third forbidden areas because your cultivation base is not high enough. As for the other forbidden areas, you can go in and out as you please. No one will stop you. "
Ning Fan nodded his head. It seemed like he could only stay on the wooden island for ten days.
Not everyone would be like Xiang Bozi who would help him regardless of the gains and losses. Old monsters whose cultivation base has reached Mu Song's level were usually unwilling to be involved in karma. That was why many Quasi-Saints chose to live in seclusion and not show themselves in the Four Heavens. If there are no benefits, these old monsters would not participate in any battles in the cultivation world at all.
If I want to get Daoist Mu Song's help, I can only depend on my performance ten days later! (To be continued.)
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