The next day.

The sky is clear.

Wanyao Sect opened its gate. Lin Bufan stood in front of the gate, looking into the sky. The foundation-building disciples were scattered on both sides of the mountain road. They stood straight, energetic, respectfully, and waited for the distinguished guest.

Many monks stood in the distance and looked at this place.

Ning Jufan, the Ning family's Golden Elixir ancestor, was dressed in a green robe, stepping on auspicious clouds, and slowly descended in front of the Wanyaomen mountain gate.

On his left stood an old fire-melting demon ape, and on his right stood a young man in white clothes with a handsome face and a big head.

It was exactly Grandma Yuan and Ning Zhuo.

Ning Fan landed in front of the mountain gate, bowed respectfully, and said: "Master Lin, I moved with my entire clan more than ten years ago and received help from the Wanyao Sect. I have always been thinking about it. Today I am visiting the mountain gate, and it is really an honor for you to come out to greet me!"

Lin Bufan smiled and nodded gently: "Fellow Daoist Ning, we meet again."

His eyes fell on Grandma Yuan, and he thought, "It is indeed a Nascent Soul Demon Ape!"

Ning Jiufan introduced, "This is my pet, named Yuan Lao. I feel very lucky to have its help."

“Hehe.” Lin Bufan laughed loudly, waved his wide sleeves, made a gesture to lead the way, and said: “Fellow Daoist Ning, please follow me. I have prepared some good spiritual tea and have been waiting for you for a long time.”

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ning Zhuo, expressionless, followed Ning Jiufan and walked through the gate of Wanyaomen openly and entered the original mountain.

"This brat..." Lin Shanshan's fellow brothers all looked unhappy.

The monks who were watching from a distance were discussing the situation.

"Ning Zhuo is indeed the young master of the Ning family."

"The Ning family's Jindan ancestor brought him with him, which shows how much he favors him."

"Ning Zhuo is indeed different from the independent cultivators like me."

Some of the monks were envious, some were jealous, and some sighed.

Hua Guzi and Han Zhou were naturally among the crowd.

Hua Guzi didn't withdraw his gaze until Ning Jiufan, Ning Zhuo and others disappeared into the pavilions and terraces on the original mountain.

She was a little depressed.

Han Zhou was about to say goodbye to her, but she stopped him.

Hua Guzi: "Come on, Hanzhou, let's have a fight!"

Han Zhou felt something was wrong and quickly refused.

Hua Guzi snorted coldly: "Normally, the three of us take turns to compete with each other. Why don't you dare to do it this time without Master Ning Zhuo?"

Han Zhou's face suddenly turned sad: "Friend Hua, if you insist on asking, then I will have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany you. But there is a reason that I must explain first--"

"Even if you defeat me, it won't make up for the difference in status between you and Fellow Daoist Ning Zhuo."

"Shut up!!!" Hua Guzi's eyes were bloodshot and completely red.

She was so powerful that the surrounding monks became alert. Everyone felt that she was about to attack on the spot.

Han Zhou hurriedly advised, "Fellow Daoist Hua, calm down. If you are going to fight on Xiaozheng Peak, it is best to do it in the martial arts arena. Fighting outside is a violation of the sect's rules. You will be fined at the very least, or be asked to leave at the worst."

Hua Guzi finally calmed down and flew back to Xiaozheng Peak angrily.

It turns out that Mt.

Reception room.

After a cup of tea, the greetings ended.

Ning Jufan presented a specially prepared gift.

Lin Bufan accepted it and asked directly: "Fellow Daoist Ning, what is the purpose of your visit this time?"

Ning Jufan frankly stated his needs. First, he had to heal the demon ape. Second, he had to seek an alliance between the Ning family and the Wanyao Sect.

"Now, my Ning family has gained a firm foothold in Huoshixian City and is actively developing."

Lin Bufan stroked his beard and smiled: "No problem, no problem."

His attitude was very enthusiastic, but when it came to the negotiation, he was not at all "easy to talk to" as he had just said. Quite the contrary, he would haggle over every little bit and would not give an inch.

Lin Bufan was also an eloquent speaker, and Ning surrendered in front of him, which made him seem clumsy and he gradually lost his ability to resist during the negotiations.

Ning Zhuo saw that the situation was not good, so he dared to interrupt and debated with Lin Bufan for several rounds, but was at a disadvantage.

However, this has already made Lin Bufan look at him with new eyes.

He praised softly, "Young friend Ning Zhuo, you are indeed worthy of being the patriarch who founded the branch family. You are indeed talented."

From these words, it is clear that Lin Bufan has already received his rewards and has a considerable understanding of Huoshi Immortal City, the Ning family, and Ning Zhuo.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

This gave him an advantage in the negotiations.

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Seeing that Ning Zhuo performed better than himself, Ning Jufan decisively retreated to the back and watched Ning Zhuo charge forward.

Ning Zhuo's skills in speaking are amazing, but Lin Bufan is even more amazing! Lin Bufan runs the Wanyao Sect, and does many things in person, and negotiates many deals in person. He is over 600 years old and has a lot of life experience.

Ning Zhuo was only sixteen years old, not even a fraction of his age.

Ning Zhuo had no choice but to show weakness and protect himself by using his status as a junior. This made Lin Bufan, a senior who was at the Nascent Soul stage, difficult to target.

By the time the two sides had reached a preliminary agreement, Lin Bufan was calm and smiling, but Ning Zhuo was already sweating profusely.

Throughout the entire process, except for the first few rounds of confrontation, Ning Zhuo was still on the offensive. After that, he was on the passive defense and kept getting beaten.

"My dear Ning Zhuo, are you really only sixteen years old? Can you let me feel your bones for you?" Lin Bufan took the initiative to invite.

It is better to just obey.

Lin Bufan touched his hand bones and nodded, "He is indeed a sixteen-year-old boy. His vitality is intact, very good, keep it up."

"This is the first time we meet. As an elder, I will give you a small gift."

"Tell me what you want!"

Ning Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he immediately bowed and asked, "Could you please show some leniency, Lord Lin, and lift Miss Lin's house arrest?"

Lin Bufan's smile suddenly faded a little.

He shook his head gently: "I punished Shanshan because she didn't even do her daily homework and was too forgetful."

"So she was punished with confinement to make her realize her mistakes and correct them."

"It will be of great benefit to her. Xiaozhuo, please change your request."

Ning Zhuo smiled awkwardly: "I often heard from Miss Lin about the various prestige and deeds of your sect's senior brother, your first disciple Linghu Jiu."

"I have been friends with Linghu Jiu for a long time. There were some disturbances before, but it was Linghu Daoist who took the initiative to help me settle the matter."

Ning Zhuo proposed to visit Linghu Jiu in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave to express his gratitude.

Lin Bufan pondered in silence.

Ning Jiufan chimed in at the right time, "In my humble opinion, Ning Zhuo of our clan must be a pillar of the family. Young friend Linghu of your sect must also be a high-ranking member of the sect. It would be beneficial for both of us if the two of them met and established a friendship."

Lin Bufan nodded then. He looked at Ning Zhuo and suggested giving other resource rewards as a meeting gift.

But Ning Zhuo insisted on doing so, and Lin Bufan had no choice but to agree to Ning Zhuo's request.

The outline of the cooperation between the two parties has been finalized.

Ning Zhuo was too impatient to discuss the rest, so he left it all to Ning Jiufan.

He carried the jar of wine and went straight to the back mountain of Dazheng Peak.

(End of this chapter)