Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 105: Limited IQ, Don’t Show Off in Your Next Life!
Ning Xuan could afford to disregard his bloodline, but they couldn’t!
In their eyes, the two people and the dog were all priceless treasures!
Ning Xuan possessed the bloodline of the Nine Nether Divine Body! The dog had just swallowed the Netherworld Demon Blood that had been stripped of its demonic nature! The woman, who was like a fairy descended to the mortal realm, even possessed the legendary Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart! If they could obtain any one of these three, their power would soar beyond all previous heights!
When the Human Emperor Dao Body was present, they hadn’t dared to act rashly, but now things were different. In an instant, gazes locked onto them from all sides. These Martial Artists began to advance, closing in from every direction.
Ning Xuan had the urge to kill them to establish his dominance, but the battle with Ningyang’s Dao Body, despite not using his Bloodline Power, had consumed a massive amount of his energy. At this moment, recovering his strength as quickly as possible was the best option.
"Junior Brother, they’re so scary! I’m taking Little White and getting out of here! Take care of yourself!" a doll-like young woman, his senior sister, suddenly exclaimed before vanishing without a trace. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
The approaching Martial Artists all froze for a moment, then gave chase.
Three of them, who had fallen behind the main group, suddenly skidded to a halt after running past Ning Xuan’s position. They spun around, their eyes fixed on him.
"He must be completely spent; otherwise, he would have already attacked!" one of them transmitted his thoughts to the other two. Ning Xuan’s exploits had spread throughout The Capital, so they were well aware of his capabilities.
"Indeed! The group ahead of us is much stronger. We probably won’t get anything if we chase them. We’re better off taking him down!"
"I agree! We’ll split the Nine Nether Divine Blood three ways once we get it!"
"Done!"
The three of them reached an agreement in a heartbeat.
"The three of you, aren’t you going to compete for the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart and the Netherworld Demon Blood? What fools. My bloodline is weaker than theirs, so what use would it be to you?" Ning Xuan said, trying a different tactic. "Do you know why I didn’t take Ning Yang’s bloodline when I destroyed his Profound Realm Dao Body last time? Because the Nine Nether Bloodline in his body at that point was so pathetic that even a dog would turn its nose up at it!"
"Hmph! So high and mighty, aren’t you?" Little White snorted. "Don’t you ’think you know what’s best for me’! I know my own worth perfectly well!"
The three men exchanged glances and burst into laughter.
So, he’s just as we guessed, still drained of power. Otherwise, he would have attacked by now instead of wasting his breath.
Ning Xuan wanted to attack, but he truly had not recovered. Devouring Element Crystals was far too slow. As for elixirs, at his current realm, only the Heavenly Repair Pill or the yet-to-be-refined Bihai Cheng Lu Pill could rapidly restore his Element Force. Even Jade Marrow was no longer effective enough. He’d originally wanted to ask his senior sister for a few Heavenly Repair Pills, but who could have known she’d vanish in a flash? This Senior Sister... she really screwed me over! Oh, wait, she screwed her *Junior Brother* over!
Although he could probably deal with these three, albeit with some effort, Ning Xuan decided against it. The moment his senior sister’s Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart was revealed, dozens of King Realm Martial Artists had appeared. Stronger experts were sure to follow. It was better to play it safe and use his wits for now.
"What are you laughing at? Do you agree with me? If so, go chase them!" Ning Xuan urged, a hint of desperation in his voice.
"Ning Xuan, do you take us for fools?"
Ning Xuan shook his head. They don’t just look like fools; they *are* fools! Of course, he would never say that out loud. If he provoked these three, he’d be forced to fight.
"He’s deliberately stalling for time to recover his strength. Should we attack now? I hear he recovers incredibly quickly!" one of them transmitted to the others.
No one who had cultivated to their realm was a true fool. They had guessed what Ning Xuan was up to. Still, the three remained extremely cautious. Ning Xuan’s combat prowess was undeniable. What if this was a trap to lure them in? That would be disastrous.
"Attack! We can’t let him recover!"
"Right! We’ll use ranged attacks!"
Having reached a consensus, they prepared to strike. Just as they were about to move, Ning Xuan’s figure vanished.
SWISH!
The man on the left was killed instantly by Ning Xuan’s sword.
Ning Xuan’s expression, however, soured. Although he had dispatched a strong enemy in an instant, his already depleted Element Force was now more than half gone.
Damn it, the Martial Artists in this world aren’t so easily fooled!
Muttering to himself, Ning Xuan’s body disappeared once more. The two remaining men were on high alert, as if facing a great enemy. But after waiting for a long time, Ning Xuan made no further move. Only then did they realize—the bastard had run away!
"Bastard! This isn’t over!"
"After him!"
The two quickly sped off in the direction his senior sister had disappeared.
Back at the original spot, Ning Xuan reappeared and smoothly plucked the Storage Ring from the dead Martial Artist’s finger. Just as he secured his prize, his body suddenly went rigid. He threw himself sideways with incredible speed.
BOOM!
A deep crater appeared where he had just been standing, the force of the attack obliterating the corpse into a bloody mist. Ning Xuan landed a hundred yards away, gasping for breath. He looked up, and his eyes narrowed. The two Martial Artists who were supposed to be chasing his senior sister had reappeared.
One of them wore a smug grin. "We knew you couldn’t resist coming back for the loot. How could we possibly leave?"
The corner of Ning Xuan’s mouth twitched. The villains are getting smarter!
"Enough talk! Attack!" the other man roared, wasting no time. Before the words left his mouth, a terrifying phantom of a tiger burst forth from his body. The tiger leaped through the air, appearing above Ning Xuan’s head in an instant. The Majestic Pressure of a King Realm expert blanketed the entire sky.
The man who had spoken earlier also struck at that moment. With a sweep of his long sleeve, the wild grass on the ground and the fallen leaves dancing in the air transformed into deadly blades. They pierced through the void, shooting toward Ning Xuan in a unified swarm. If he didn’t dodge, he’d be turned into a pincushion.
Damn, I really shouldn’t let a King Realm Martial Artist get a chance to attack! The gap between our realms is just too vast!
In all his previous encounters with King Realm experts, Ning Xuan had never given them a chance to strike. This time, his attempt to outsmart them seemed to be backfiring spectacularly.
"Ning Yang, you dare show your face?!" Ning Xuan’s eyes suddenly erupted with a tidal wave of killing intent as he stared intently at the space behind the two men.
The Martial Artist who had summoned the tiger flinched, instinctively glancing over his shoulder.
"Don’t fall for—" the other man shouted, realizing the trick.
But it was too late. The moment the tiger’s power wavered, Ning Xuan vanished.
SWISH!
As a head flew through the air, Ning Xuan tapped his toes on the headless corpse, using it as a springboard to launch himself away.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Before the headless body could even hit the ground, it was riddled with holes from the other man’s attack. The remaining attacker’s reaction was too fast. Although useless for a counterattack, Ning Xuan’s Body Technique Skill was purely for escaping. He vanished from sight.
The last man stood alone, his face a mask of pure fury. They had been so close to success! In the end, all my collaborators were damn useless teammates!
He was so furious he could have spat blood.
"Damn you! Don’t let me find you again! If I could ambush you once, I can do it a second—"
The chill of death suddenly enveloped him. His reaction was lightning-fast, yet he still failed to dodge the killing blow.
SQUELCH!
A sword pierced through his throat from behind.
Behind him, Ning Xuan collapsed onto the ground, devoid of any grace as he gasped for air.
"Didn’t expect me to still be here, did you?" Gazing at the Martial Artist, who had turned to face him just before he died, Ning Xuan delivered the final, crushing blow to his spirit. "With your limited intelligence, you should stop trying to show off in your next life."
The man’s eyes were wide with disbelief. He died with a grievance that would never be settled.
Ning Xuan took a deep breath. After regaining a sliver of strength, he quickly got to his feet. The recent battle had flattened the terrain, and staying here would make him a sitting duck. He had just started walking when a mocking voice echoed through the air.
"Young Master Ning, just where do you think you’re going?"
