Seeing Ning Caihua in such a miserable state, Ning Chen was furious.
Although he had many children, this youngest son was his favorite and the one he valued the most.
He had already achieved the cultivation level of a human immortal before he was even forty years old.
Given time, there is a high probability that he will break through to the Earth Immortal realm.
With two Earth Immortals in one family, how could the Ning family not grow stronger?
After all, in the world today, the top experts are only Celestial Immortals.
Moreover, these celestial beings are all seizing the time to cultivate in seclusion.
Earth Immortals are basically the leaders of major sects.
As one of the few core disciples of the Hehuan Sect, his high position and great power go without saying.
"Hmph, trying to teach me a lesson in front of an expert? You're practically asking for death!"
Ning Chen snorted coldly, gathering his magical power in both hands, "A solitary shadow in the heavens and earth, leaving no trace in all directions."
A vengeful spirit has appeared, seeking to claim lives!
Instead of saving Ning Caihua first, he chose to find the person who attacked him.
The reason is simple: Ning Caihua's vital essence has been completely depleted, so even if she were saved, she would be ruined.
Rather than doing that, it's better to take advantage of the fact that we're still alive and trace the enemy's tracks.
The surging magical power is condensed within a small space.
A crack appeared between Ning Caihua's brows, casting a hazy light and shadow.
In the interplay of light and shadow, Li Fan's face emerged.
"You wicked scoundrel, die!"
Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.
Ning Chen's body trembled, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared behind him.
This ancient mirror was a magical artifact he had refined.
Using shadows to capture souls is Ning Chen's most proficient method of killing.
As the incantation was performed, light and shadow were reflected in the bronze mirror.
Die!
Click—
As soon as Ningcheng exerted his strength, the ancient bronze mirror shattered inch by inch.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood surged to his head, and Ning Chen was filled with unbearable horror.
Master!
This person is an absolute master.
Even from a distance of tens of miles, it can shatter my magic treasures and break my spells.
Whoever he was, Ning Chen knew he had to run.
He ignored the Hehuan Sect disciples present and paid no attention to the woman inside the pavilion.
Ning Chen transformed into a streak of light, passing through and landing in a small alley.
In the alley, vendors and pedestrians were crowded together.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, there is a touch of ordinary, everyday life.
Ning Chen knew very well that using his escape technique at this moment would be tantamount to telling that person where he was.
Hiding in a place like this is just the right way to avoid that person's attention.
After all, who would have thought that a dignified immortal would mingle with these lowly commoners?
There are reasons why I have risen from an ordinary person to where I am today.
Just when Ning Chen felt he had everything under control, Li Fan suddenly appeared in front of him.
Then, a strong, muscular shoulder was placed on his shoulder.
"Senior, spare my life!"
Ning Chen trembled like a leaf, completely stunned.
He didn't know how he was discovered, nor when the person approached him.
He was like an ordinary person, yet also like a towering mountain.
This sense of the unknown brings with it an unspeakable fear.
However, Ning Chen soon stopped shaking.
Because he discovered that his body was completely out of his control.
Like a puppet on strings, he was led by Li Fan into the depths of the alley.
Fear...surges uncontrollably!
As Ning Chen watched the alleyway dwindle in number of pedestrians, he was filled with deep regret.
If I had known my opponent was this strong, I would never have made a move, even if it meant my death.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, Ning Chen exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
One after another, glittering magical artifacts flew out from the blood mist.
Li Fan flicked his sleeve lightly, and the blood mist instantly vanished, while the magic weapon was retracted into his body.
......
A private room in a ten-story building.
The two Li Fans merged into one, and the magical treasures that he had originally stored in his body were given to Zhumie and Hupo.
These two swords began their evolutionary journey during the thousand years he slept.
For many years, they would actively hunt down passing sea monsters.
The process of evolution is naturally very slow.
However, since Li Fan's resurrection, these two knives have been living a good life.
Those powerful demonic beasts simply couldn't finish eating them all.
Of course, compared to those demonic beasts, they prefer to eat magical treasures.
These magical treasures are probably only enough for them to eat for three to five days.
Of course, Li Fan would not actively go out to hunt people from the immortal sects.
His current lifestyle is characterized by spontaneity; he neither takes initiative nor refuses anything.
......
"Master Fan, the dishes are ready!"
As soon as Sun Jing'an finished speaking, the tightly closed door opened.
He quickly stepped forward and put the hot pot down.
Inside, there was a tumbling mass of seven-colored fish meat.
"When you pass the corner, look up and tell those two young men to go back the way they came from!"
Li Fan gave a word of advice.
"Yes, Master Fan!"
Sun Jing'an respectfully left the room, closing the door behind him.
...
"Is there any major power in Tianshui City?"
Su Muzhe asked.
"No!"
Kou Huai'an shook his head and added, "Tianshui Palace!"
"Tianshui Palace does not accept male disciples!"
Su Muzhe rolled her eyes at Kou Huai'an.
"You already know all this, so why are you asking me?"
Kou Huai'an glared back.
"Let me test you!"
Su Muzhe casually mentioned it, quickly sifting through names in his mind.
Which Master Fan is it?
Is there any powerful figure whose name contains the character "凡" (mortal)?
Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable.
"Su Muzhe, why are you so shameless!"
Kou Huai'an's gaze toward Su Muzhe grew increasingly hostile.
Or... we could make this a real beating and beat this guy up.
"Shh, keep your voice down, the manager of the Ten-Story Pavilion is coming out!"
Su Muzhe held up a finger, signaling Kou Huai'an to shut up.
Before he could finish speaking, Sun Jing'an jogged forward.
He looked up and saw Su Muzhe and the other person.
Their eyes met, and Su Muzhe and Kou Huai'an quickly landed.
"Ahem... Just taking a stroll since I have nothing else to do!"
Su Muzhe scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and explained.
"I was afraid he would escape, so I deliberately chased after him!"
Kou Huai'an, who spoke later, maintained his aloof demeanor.
"Young masters, I understand."
Sun Jing'an lowered his voice and said, "The private room is occupied by Master Fan, a distinguished guest of my Tenth Tower. The monster meat you two want to eat was also obtained by him."
Master Fan also noticed the whereabouts of the two young masters.
However, he doesn't like to be disturbed when he's eating.
"Please follow me to another private room, gentlemen. Your dishes are ready!"
As he spoke, he pulled the two of them and headed towards the ninth floor.
Fortunately, Ning Caihua's outburst earlier had driven all the guests away.
Otherwise, there might not be a spot available.
Upon hearing this, Su Muzhe and Kou Huai'an knew not to say anything more.
Not long after, their dishes were served.
A clear broth base, paired with translucent fish belly meat.
Dozens of sauces were neatly arranged to the side.
In addition, there was a clay pot containing a gelatinous substance being stewed.
"Su Muzhe, you're on the treat for this meal."
At first glance, it looks like simple fish meat.
But Kou Huai'an was well aware of the power contained within this.
Fish is a demon beast, and not just any ordinary demon beast.
At least, he can't afford it.
"Kou Huai'an, have you no shame?"
Su Muzhe rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"You don't have to!"
Kou Huai'an picked up his chopsticks and didn't stand on ceremony.
Next piece of meat, roll it around.
The moment it entered his stomach, he closed his eyes in satisfaction.
I thought the pig's trotter soup in Shuzhou was an absolute delicacy, but I never expected the fish and meat at Shichonglou to be so amazing.
If it weren't for his limited knowledge, Kou Huai'an would have loved to compose a poem for this ten-story building.
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