Chapter 127 A First Marriage is Higher Than One Person 3

Ning Yan closed her eyes to rest for a while, and then rewrote a body-strengthening exercise.

I copied the exercise manual six times. One copy was given to each of my four older brothers, one to my parents, and one to my three sisters-in-law.

There was no way around it; she was too lazy, and her hands hurt from copying books so much.

After the six newly written cultivation manuals dried, Ning Yan personally delivered them to him. She gave the remaining four to her fourth brother, saying, "Practice these yourself. Also, give these three to your three older brothers. The cultivation manuals you practiced before were too poor. No matter how much you practiced, you could only reach the maximum strength of thirty cauldrons."

"And with this technique, reaching the strength of fifty cauldrons shouldn't be a problem if one practices it diligently."

The saying "fifty cauldrons of strength" is a conservative estimate, because no one in this world has reached that level yet, and no one knows what level comes after fifty cauldrons.

Ning Chenyun opened his mouth in surprise. Was his sister exaggerating a bit? The strongest combat power he had ever heard of on the entire continent was the War King of Yun Kingdom. He had the power of forty-eight cauldrons and could easily deal with the most powerful ferocious beasts, killing them as easily as cutting vegetables.

If he reaches the strength of fifty cauldrons, wouldn't he surpass the War King?

"Then where did you get this cultivation technique, little sister?"

After saying that, he suddenly covered his mouth as if he had thought of something, and looked around suspiciously like a thief. After making sure that no one was around the study, he said, "You didn't steal the Fu family's martial arts techniques, did you? How dare you? What if the Fu family finds out?"

Ning Yan: My dear brother, you're quite the imagination!

"That's why I'm in such a hurry to get my brothers to start practicing. If the Fu family comes after me, you brothers can protect me."

Ning Chenyun nodded and handed the remaining three books to Ning Yan: "Okay, okay, I understand. I'll memorize this manual later, and then I'll tear it up so no one can get it."

I'll personally go to my second and third brothers' place tomorrow. When I get there, I'll silently recite the cultivation technique to them, making sure they'll never forget to come back.

His three older brothers were all serving in the military, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Ning Yan: It's really not that bad!

She just wrote this down on a whim, and had her family practice it first to see the results. If it worked well, it could be promoted more widely.

With everyone's strength improved, their ability to fight ferocious beasts can also be greatly enhanced. By reducing and controlling the number of ferocious beasts within a certain range, the people of Xuanwu Continent can finally recuperate and thrive.

Although she can't stand hardship, she's happy to help out whenever she can.

She simply took back the three booklets, saying, "Memorize them, and give them back to me when you're done."

Tearing it up would be a waste; she should keep it.

Ning Chenyun was very obedient and did whatever his sister said. He memorized the technique perfectly in half an hour and could recite it backwards.

Ning Yan stared at him again: "Fourth Brother, start practicing now, I'll be watching you."

Don't practice the wrong techniques. Once Fourth Brother masters the basics, he'll never forget them.

"Should I discard the cultivation techniques I practiced before?"

"No need, we just won't practice anymore."

The cultivation method she wrote is so powerful that it doesn't require abolishing the previous cultivation method, and the strength can be preserved, so that the person who changes the cultivation method will not lose the ability to protect themselves.

Ning Chenyun didn't refute a word and immediately began to cultivate according to the technique.

Ning Yan stared for more than four hours before Ning Chenyun finally stopped practicing. He said with a look of surprise, "This technique is much stronger than the one we practiced before!"

"Little sister, I plan to leave immediately. The sooner the brothers start practicing their skills, the safer they'll be. I'm off now."

Ning Yan didn't stop her, and only returned to her own courtyard after watching Ning Chenyun leave.

The medicinal herbs she had ordered her servants to buy had been brought back. She divided them into two portions: one for body-strengthening medicine and the other for making various pills.

She had servants around her, so she only needed to give orders and didn't have to do many things herself.

In the days that followed, Ning Yan would get up early every morning to practice her martial arts and take a medicinal bath every evening.

The original owner of this body was afraid of hardship and had never exercised much before, so even though she had reached marriageable age, she only had the strength of two cauldrons at most.

With only the strength of two tripods, compared to the people of this world, they are as weak as chicks. How can that be acceptable?

We definitely need to improve our strength.

She rarely puts her heart into something, but it has to be admitted that a woman who is serious is incredibly charming.

Xiangling was completely infatuated with her young mistress, following her around every day without fail and serving Ningyan impeccably.

Ning Yan simply handed over the cultivation technique to Xiang Ling as well, so that she could practice it together.

Many of the maids in the manor are illiterate, so they don't recognize the cultivation techniques they're given.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of Ning Wanrong and Fu Qing's wedding arrived.

Previously, Prefect Fu personally visited the Ning family's eldest branch to apologize, claiming that although the marriage between the two families had fallen through, it would not affect their friendship, and the two families would still visit each other as relatives in the future.

While Ning's father breathed a sigh of relief, he made up his mind that he would never have anything to do with Prefect Fu again, since the woman his son was going to marry was his own niece.

Therefore, not a single person from the eldest branch of the Ning family attended Ning Wanrong's wedding.

Ning Yan, on the other hand, was dressed up beautifully and stood at her own door with her fourth brother, who was on leave, watching the groom come to pick up the bride.

The scene was incredibly awkward.

The two houses were right next to each other, and the second uncle's family couldn't wait to send Ning Yan back inside, but who would listen to them?

This awkwardness reached its peak when Fu Qing came to greet them!

His gaze kept lingering on Ning Yan. Even though it had only been a little over half a month since they last met, his ex-wife was many times more beautiful than when she first married him!

It's the kind of person who you can't help but be drawn to, the kind of person you can't take your eyes off.

Unfortunately, Ning Yan didn't spare him any attention. Instead, she leaned against her fourth brother, her eyelids drooping slightly, her gaze unfocused and somewhat vacant, as if she were daydreaming.

Among the onlookers was a man with a sword at his waist, a jade crown on his head, and strong features. He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, and was followed by four solemn-faced attendants. From the moment Ning Yan appeared at the door, their gazes had not been able to leave her.

"Master, is there something wrong with that woman?"

Wen Xiangyan thought to himself that there was indeed something wrong, otherwise why would his heart pound so hard whenever he saw her?

"Go and ask around."

The attendant immediately bowed and said he would go and inquire.

The attendant quickly found out the truth.

"The two people getting married today are Miss Ning's ex-husband and her cousin. They divorced half a month ago because they were having an affair behind her back."

As for the rest, there wasn't enough time for me to find out.

Wen Xiangyan: What else do you want to know?

At this moment, Fu Qing had already taken Ning Wanrong back to the wedding ceremony, and the onlookers gradually dispersed. Ning Yan finally came to her senses, and her eyes met Wen Xiangyan's.

(End of this chapter)