Chapter 367: Zhao Xin Seeks Death
Ning Daoran frowned instantly, this request was really too much.
"Friend Zhao."
He looked up at the late Jindan cultivator in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Zhao, you are joking. This Liuhua Island has a fourth-level spiritual vein. How can it be bought with a mere 200,000 spiritual stones? To put it another way, I am the island owner personally appointed by Senior Lin Tiannan, the master of Kunpeng Immortal City. If I sell Liuhua Island right away, I can't afford to be held accountable by Senior Lin."
"This matter..."
The Zhao family ancestor looked solemn: "Liuhua Island is the ancestral property of our Zhao family. Even if City Lord Lin investigates this matter, this transaction is still reasonable. Why does Little Friend Ning have to use this as an excuse?"
"oh?"
Ning Daoran was slightly startled. He had not expected that this late Jindan ancestor would speak so harshly without any reservation. He could not help but smile and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Zhao is so straightforward, then I will also be straightforward."
As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "When the cultivators from Sangyu Country attacked, your Zhao family lost Liuhua Island without any resistance. Now that Kunpeng Immortal City has finally taken back the island after so many cultivators died and were injured, you say this is the ancestral property of the Zhao family?
The three Liuhua Islands are all the territories of Kunpeng Immortal City. The land deeds and house deeds of your Zhao family have been taken back by Kunpeng Immortal City. What does this Liuhua Island have to do with you?
The price of just a fourth-level low-grade spirit vein is more than one million spirit stones. You use a mere two hundred thousand to buy the island. Do you think I, Ning, am a beggar?"
For a moment, the Zhao family ancestor's expression became more and more ugly.
"Young man, you are so ignorant!"
He suddenly stood up, a burst of spiritual pressure burst out, and rushed straight towards the other party.
"Are you going to take action?"
Ning Daoran sat quietly in the chair, calm and composed, but he also released a ray of spiritual pressure, which instantly collided with the opponent's spiritual pressure, and there was no winner! "Good!"
The Zhao family ancestor was greatly surprised. He was at the Golden Core Perfection stage, only one step away from the Nascent Soul stage. With his terrifying spiritual pressure, he couldn't do anything to the Golden Core mid-stage cultivator in front of him! ? This person really had a profound background.
"In that case, I will not bother you any more."
The Zhao family ancestor clasped his fists and smiled, saying, "My little friend Ning, even if the mountains don't move, the waters will. There will be a time when you and I will meet again."
"Senior, please stop talking, lest you make mistakes."
Ning Daoran's eyes gradually turned cold. The big stupid deer and little black boy in Lingpu Cave were already shouting frantically to kill this man. Even Xiaobai frowned and expressed his willingness to take action.
"Walk!"
The ancestor of the Zhao family waved his sleeves and left with a group of Zhao family members.
"Grandmaster, didn't we reach an agreement? How could this person be so ungrateful?"
In the crowd, a young cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core frowned, and then glared at Ning Daoran fiercely.
Although this person is in the middle stage of the Golden Core, he has great potential. He actually possesses a first-grade golden spiritual root. This kind of peerless genius is usually hidden in the inner sect of the top ten immortal sects to practice quietly in the hope of making a big splash in the future.
"Friend Zhao, I won't see you off!"
After everyone from the Zhao family left, Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves, activated the formation, and isolated everyone outside.
All of a sudden, a group of Zhao family monks were extremely ashamed and angry.
"Grandmaster, this person has humiliated our Zhao family so much, are we just going to let this matter go?"
"Liuhua Island is the ancestral property of our Zhao family. How can we just give it to someone else like this?"
"This Ning Daoran is just riding on the fame of True Lord Du'e. How can he, a mere middle-stage Jindan, fight against True Lord Yuanying? He is just a villain seeking fame and reputation. Why should we be afraid of him?"
"If we don't take back our ancestral heritage, how can we face our ancestors?"
"Ancestor, give the order. We will attack the island right now and strangle this man to death!"
…
"Shut up, everyone!"
Facing the indignation of the crowd, the ancestor of the Zhao family directly released a late Jindan spiritual pressure to shut everyone up. He frowned and said, "This man is not simple, don't underestimate him. As for the matter of taking back Liuhua Island, we have to think about it in the long run. None of you can act rashly without my permission."
"Yes, ancestor!"
A group of people suppressed their temper and followed the ancestor of the Zhao family away.
On the island.
Sui Zhuyue frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that Zhao Xianliang, a well-known and renowned old Jindan, would be so shameless. He wants to buy Liuhua Island for 200,000 spirit stones. How is this different from robbing?"
"The Zhao family will not let this go."
Ning Daoran said: "Zhu Yue, if we want to gain a foothold on Liuhua Island, we must solve this kind of trouble. If we don't take action, the Zhao family will naturally come to cause trouble again. In the next period of time, we must strengthen the security of various places on the island, and people coming and going on the island must be strictly checked to prevent infiltration by the Zhao family."
"Yes, I will do it carefully."
Sui Zhuyue nodded: "Young Master, don't worry about this matter. Zhuyue knows what to do."
"Um."
Ning Daoran nodded. That being said, Sui Zhuyue was only in the late stage of foundation building after all, and there were no strong cultivators organized on the island to strengthen the vigilance. It seemed that he still had to rely on his own paper mannequin.
…
Half a month later.
Just as Ning Daoran expected, troubles came one after another.
First, a spiritual farmer named Liu Hao on Liuhua Island was injured. The person who injured Liu Hao was a casual cultivator. That casual cultivator was not a member of the Zhao family. Perhaps he was just a pawn bought by the Zhao family with spirit stones.
Sui Zhuyue sent people to strictly check the independent cultivators coming in and out of the island, but this was a thankless task and caused many independent cultivators to complain. Moreover, they could not find out anything. Every now and then, some spiritual farmers on the island would be injured, which made many people afraid to enter the spiritual fields to cultivate. As a result, a piece of spiritual land gradually became barren and full of weeds.
In the blink of an eye, another month passed.
Early in the morning, Sui Zhuyue rushed into the cave panting.
"Master, a cargo ship we hired to transport spiritual rice was attacked by a vagrant cultivator and was sunk. This must be the work of the Zhao family. If this continues, no one will dare to do business with our Liuhua Island anymore!"
"knew."
Ning Daoran nodded: "Go and tell everyone not to panic. From now on, we will send a monk to escort every merchant ship."
“But, we don’t have so many monks…” Sui Zhuyue bit her red lips.
"If I say yes, then yes."
Ning Daoran took out a stack of at least three hundred second-grade paper figures.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
After being taught how to use it, Sui Zhuyue's eyes lit up, and she bowed and left with a smile: "Young Master is so amazing..."
Therefore, the sea was calm for the next period of time. Even if there were any robbery cultivators who appeared, they were directly strangled by those B-grade paper figures who had the combat power of the early stage of the Golden Core!
After two months of peace, news came from the sea again.
A large cargo ship from Liuhua Island was pierced through the bottom and sank to the bottom of the sea. More than a dozen sailors and merchants on board were all killed. In addition, even the paper figurines of Monk B and others on board were beheaded!
"This is too much!"
Ning Daoran frowned, almost crushing the teacup: "Was it made by the ancestor of the Zhao family?"
“Not really.”
Sui Zhuyue shook her head: "I heard that the ancestor of the Zhao family has been in seclusion. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be another Jindan of the Zhao family who did it. This person is called Zhao Xin. He has a first-grade gold spiritual root and is a sword cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan. This person's cultivation talent is terrifying. He successfully formed a pill at the age of 86. It is very likely that he will condense an infant before the age of 300!"
Sui Zhuyue bit her red lips as she spoke: "And this person has an extremely unruly temperament. He has appeared over the port of Liuhua Island several times in the past few days and made rude remarks."
Ning Daoran sighed: "I haven't seen such a person seeking death for a long time..."
Sui Zhuyue: “…”
At this time, an old steward in the early stage of foundation building on Liuhua Island flew up the mountain and stood outside the cave and said respectfully: "Island Master, the sword cultivator Zhao Xin of the Zhao family is shouting at the port, saying that he is warning all the ships on Liuhua Island not to go out to sea, otherwise they will bear the consequences."
"I'll go and take a look."
Ning Daoran raised his hand and took the Qiu Shui Sword from the sword rack. In an instant, he turned into a ray of green light and flew out of the cave.
…
Liuhua Island, western port.
A sword cultivator sat on a pile of extremely high cargo boxes, with a tattered cloak fluttering behind him. He sneered at the group of boatmen and said, "Occupying other people's ancestral property, is this considered as usurping the magpie's nest? Apart from hiding on the island to practice, what other abilities does your island owner have? Perhaps..."
The corners of his mouth were full of evil charm: "Are you hiding in Sui Zhuyue's gentle land, too happy to leave and dare not face my Zhao family?"
Suddenly, Sui Zhuyue, who flew here with Ning Daoran, blushed on her pretty face and glanced at Ning Daoran.
Ning Daoran frowned, stood in mid-air, and asked, "Your name is Zhao Xin?"
"Exactly."
Zhao Xin slowly stood up and said with a sneer on his face, "You coward finally decided to leave? Ning Daoran, you are just a fame seeker. With your reputation, you are not worthy of occupying Liuhua Island. If you know what's good for you, take the 200,000 spirit stones and get out of Liuhua Island."
Ning Daoran frowned: "I heard that you are a mid-stage Jindan superb swordsman?"
"So what?"
"This island master will give you a chance." Ning Daoran smiled calmly: "I will use three moves. If you can survive, this island master will not kill you today. If you can't resist, you can only blame yourself for not being capable."
"What?"
Zhao Xin seemed to have suffered some kind of great humiliation. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed, angrily scolding: "Ning Daoran, who do you think you are? How dare you be so arrogant? He is just a mid-stage Jindan. Do you think I have never killed a mid-stage Jindan?"
"Have you killed anyone in the middle stage of Jindan?"
Ning Daoran laughed dumbly: "This island master is in the middle stage of the golden elixir, why don't you try to kill another one?"
"court death!"
Zhao Xin raised his sword directly, and a ray of bright sword light came through the wind, which was fast and fierce. The sharp sword intent continued to crush him, making everyone present feel as if needles were pressing against their skin.
Even Sui Zhuyue, who was in the late stage of foundation building, felt extremely uncomfortable being crushed by the sword intent, so it might only take a moment for Zhao Xin to kill him.
Unexpectedly, the air suddenly tightened, and the next second Ning Daoran disappeared from the spot. Not only did he avoid Zhao Xin's sword, but a strong and violent blood energy burst out instantly, and a punch filled with dragon demon power landed on Zhao Xin's abdomen!
“Ah~~”
Zhao Xin stuck out his tongue and blood spurted out of his mouth.
(End of this chapter)