CHAPTER 1755: CHAPTER 1755
Communicating with a High-level Plane
"What should I do?"
Looking at Ning Yue, who was walking toward him, He Zhiming's eyes flickered, and he was struggling internally.
It was not good to compromise, nor was it good to not compromise.
For a moment, He Zhiming was completely at a loss.
"I'll take a gamble!"
Seeing that Ning Yue was about to reach him, He Zhiming gritted his teeth and made a decision.
Compromise!
After some comparison, He Zhiming felt that compromise was the best solution.
Although it was dangerous to compromise, He Zhiming had no choice but to compromise!
If he didn't compromise, he would be killed immediately.
If he compromised, there was still a chance of survival.
"You came from a high-level plane."
Not long after, Ning Yue stood in front of He Zhiming, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Why is your cultivation only at the mid-stage of the Sage Realm?"
"…"
Hearing Ning Yue's words, He Zhiming's face darkened.
What did he mean by his cultivation only at the mid-stage of the Sage Realm?
One must know that there was a plane barrier between high-level planes and low-level planes.
The plane barrier of the Immortal Spirit Realm had a fatal suppressive effect on the warriors who descended from high-level planes.
In the high-level planes, although He Zhiming's cultivation did not surpass the Sage Realm, it was also at the Sage Perfection Realm.
After being suppressed by the plane barrier, He Zhiming's cultivation was only at the mid-stage of the Sage Realm.
He Zhiming did not believe that Ning Yue did not know this, but he still braced himself and explained, "Actually, my cultivation is at the Sage Perfection Realm, but …"
"Sage Perfection Realm?"
Ning Yue did not pay attention to the rest of He Zhiming's words.
What Ning Yue cared about was He Zhiming's original cultivation.
After thinking about it, Ning Yue asked again, "How many more people will descend from the high-level planes?"
Swoosh!
He Zhiming's expression changed, and he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
The focus of Ning Yue's attention was what He Zhiming was most worried about.
The reason why He Zhiming chose to compromise was that he would be killed immediately if he did not compromise. The second reason was that he knew that more experts from the sect would descend.
Now that Ning Yue was concerned about this, He Zhiming suddenly became very vigilant.
"The price of descending from a higher plane to a lower plane is too great. The sect sending us to the Immortal Spirit Realm is already exhausting the strength of a sect." He Zhiming cautiously said, "In my opinion, at least for a short period of time, there will be no more martial practitioners from the sect descending here."
"You're not being honest."
Ning Yue supported his chin with one hand and sighed softly. Then, he said, "How about this? You came from a higher plane. I don't want to make things difficult for you."
After leaving these words, Ning Yue did not care about He Zhiming's reaction. Instead, he turned to look at An Haoping and said indifferently.
"State your identity."
Ning Yue had long since confirmed He Zhiming's identity. He knew that He Zhiming came from a higher plane.
However, Ning Yue wasn't particularly familiar with An Haoping.
Judging from He Zhiming's attitude toward An Haoping, He Zhiming wasn't afraid of An Haoping.
The Middle-stage Sage He Zhiming wasn't afraid of the Late-stage Sage An Haoping. There could only be one result — An Haoping wasn't from a higher plane!
"Hmph! Falling into your hands is the biggest stain on my life. Do whatever you want to me! "
An Haoping still had his pride. He didn't give Ning Yue any face. Instead, he snorted coldly and said, "However, I have to remind you that you're a grasshopper after autumn. You won't be able to jump around for long."
Ning Yue didn't take An Haoping's mockery to heart.
If he couldn't even take such words, then Ning Yue would have lived his life in vain.
After a moment of silence, Ning Yue decided to let An Haoping learn his lesson.
Just because I'm not angry doesn't mean I'll spoil you.
Ning Yue winked at the white-haired old man. Then, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and didn't say anything.
Seeing Ning Yue's actions, the white-haired old man was stunned at first. Then, he instantly understood.
It was obvious.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Yue wanted to dig out An Haoping's eyes.
Thinking of this, the white-haired old man's heart couldn't help but tremble.
Ning Yue was only an Early-stage Sky Supreme, but he could play them in the palm of his hand. It had to be said that his methods were indeed amazing.
Puchi! Puchi!
In the next instant.
The white-haired old man's right hand formed a scissor and quickly stretched out.
Two crisp sounds rang out consecutively.
Ahhhhh!
What followed was An Haoping's hysterical scream.
"My eyes, my eyes, y-y-y-you …"
An Haoping covered his eyes with both hands, and his entire person became violent.
The excruciating pain of losing both of his eyes made An Haoping lose his composure all of a sudden.
The reason why An Haoping dared to mock Ning Yue was because he saw that Ning Yue didn't do anything to He Zhiming. He felt that Ning Yue wouldn't touch him.
He had nothing to fear!
An Haoping was indeed fearless earlier. He thought that Ning Yue wanted to control him, so he mocked Ning Yue first. Who knew, he might be able to find a loophole.
Who would have thought that he would go for wool and come home shorn? He suffered a double loss!
Although losing his eyes didn't affect An Haoping too much at his cultivation level, this humiliation was something he couldn't accept!
Under these circumstances, even if he returned to the An family in the Demon Spirit realm, he would still be mocked by all sorts of people. He might even lose his core position in the An family!
In the An family, there weren't many people who would offer help in times of need, but there were many people who would beat a dog when it was down.
"I don't want to ask the same thing twice."
Ning Yue's indifferent voice rang out in An Haoping's ears once more.
An Haoping trembled and hurriedly said, "I'm from the An family in the Demon Spirit realm."
"The An family in the Demon Spirit realm, huh." Ning Yue thought for a moment, then asked, "What's your relationship with An Qianhao?"
"An Qianhao?"
An Haoping was slightly taken aback, then said, "He should be at the early-stage Sage Realm. His status in the An family isn't particularly high."
"In that case, the An family should have many Sage Realm cultivators?" Ning Yue asked again.
"That's right. The An family does have many Sage Realm cultivators. As for the exact number, I'm not too sure," An Haoping said honestly.
Ning Yue's expression changed slightly.
He knew that there were nine great families in the Demon Spirit realm.
The An family's ranking among the nine great families wasn't particularly high. In fact, it could only be ranked in the lower middle.
However, even a family with such a ranking had many Sage Realm cultivators.
From this, it could be seen how many Sage Realm cultivators the top few families had.
The more Ning Yue thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss.
Logically speaking, the Immortal Spirit realm and Demon Spirit realm were neighbors. Since there were so many Sage Realm cultivators in the Demon Spirit realm, there shouldn't be so few in the Immortal Spirit realm.
As if sensing Ning Yue's confusion, An Haoping explained, "Actually, there are also sects in the Immortal Spirit realm that can communicate with the higher-level planes and continuously send resources down."
Ning Yue's heart skipped a beat.
This time, he finally understood what An Haoping was trying to say.
The reason why the nine great families in the Demon Spirit realm had so many Sages was because they could communicate with the higher-level planes and obtain large amounts of cultivation resources.
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