Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 169: Young, but Bold!

"Although my surname is Mo, in the Mo Family, my status is lower than a dog’s!"

"It was so hard to find an excuse to come out, and of the six people following me, five were just for show... and the only one left... he ran away too!" Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly burst out.

"Shut up! Mo Xiaoxiao, so it really was you! Running away from home is one thing, but to slander the family... you cannot be spared!" a thunderous shout erupted from the crowd.

Simultaneously, a great hand materialized from thin air and smacked down toward Mo Xiaoxiao!

The attack came from a King Realm expert, and he wasn’t holding back in the slightest!

Mo Xiaoxiao stared at the rapidly approaching hand, her eyes filled with sorrow. Then, she resignedly closed her eyes and muttered, "Mother, Xiaoxiao is coming to find you. This feeling... it’s wonderful..."

A tragically beautiful smile appeared on her face as two streams of clear tears slid from the corners of her eyes.

Ning Xuan let out a low shout and stepped forward, his body thrumming as he prepared to throw a punch.

"Let me!" Qian Yourong once again stood in front of Ning Xuan and, without another word, fired her cannon.

BANG!

As the Element Force Giant Hand shattered, the Energy Cannon was already aimed at the attacker. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The faces of the surrounding crowd changed drastically, and they scrambled to get away. The man tried to flee, but a targeting ring locked onto him, leaving him nowhere to run.

"Xiaoxiao, I was just joking! You have to save—"

The man pleaded with Mo Xiaoxiao for mercy, but before he could finish, Qian Yourong cut him off. "Shameless old scoundrel, go to hell—"

Just as she was about to fire, Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly cried out, "Wait!"

Qian Yourong looked shocked. "He was trying to kill you!"

"Thank you, bad sister." Mo Xiaoxiao then turned to the man and declared, "Listen up! I couldn’t care less about the surname Mo! From this day forward, my surname is Ning! I am Ning Sanwu!"

Qian Yourong breathed a sigh of relief, a smile playing on her lips. She threw an arm around Mo Xiaoxiao—no, it should be Ning Sanwu—and said, "Ning is a good surname. From now on, big sister has your back!"

「Outside.」

Lin Xihua was also beaming. "Not bad, not bad. The surname Lin is a good one. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely treat you well in the—"

"Shut up!" Ning Sanwu and Qian Yourong snapped in unison.

"It’s Ning, not Lin! The ’Ning’ from Ning Xuan! Can’t you tell N and L apart?"

After rebuking Lin Xihua, Ning Sanwu glanced at Ning Xuan and explained, her voice lacking some confidence, "Ning Xuan stood alone and scared you so-called prestigious clans out of your wits! I’m taking this surname to remind myself that all of you clans are nothing but trash!"

Qian Yourong remarked from the side, "Sister, what you just said almost makes me want to divorce my husband and leave my clan."

The members of the Jun Family turned livid.

On the other hand, the chubby Qian Duoduo immediately raised his plump hand and exclaimed excitedly, "Great! Aunt, count me in! From now on, I’ll be called Ning Duo—"

With a flick of her sleeve, Qian Yourong used some unknown technique to silence Qian Duoduo.

But it was too late. Many people had already turned to look at him.

Ning Xuan was speechless. This brat is just making things worse!

Soon, someone asked in confusion, "Hey, where’s Ning Xuan?"

Everyone looked around. Sure enough, Ning Xuan was gone! Previously, they had all been focused on the Heavenly Crystal and the presence of Lin Xihua, causing everyone to completely overlook "Ning Xuan." Even those who had initially paid him some mind had long since ignored him. And now, he had vanished right under their noses!

"Fine, fine. If you don’t want the surname, then don’t..." the Mo Family martial artist spoke up, once again diverting everyone’s attention.

"Sister, kill him!" Ning Sanwu’s voice rang out.

BANG!

Qian Yourong fired without hesitation. It was quick and clean. The man was simply gone.

Lin Xihua’s attention returned from the exploding mist of blood, his gaze locking onto Ning Xuan once more. "Since you aren’t even a member of the Mo Family," he sneered, "you’re all the more deserving of death!"

With a wave of his hand, the remaining five maids moved as one.

Ning Xuan moved as well, but he was flying toward the city outskirts. Since Jun Ting was dead, he had pocketed tens of millions of Heavenly Crystals, and Qian Yourong would definitely take care of Mo—no, Ning Sanwu—he could consider his business with the Jun Family concluded. Considering "Ning Xuan" had killed Jun Ting with a single punch, Qian Yourong had shown him more than enough respect. He couldn’t afford to push his luck.

Ning Xuan’s sudden escape took everyone by surprise.

After a moment of shock, the five maids shot off in pursuit.

Ning Sanwu also tried to follow but was grabbed by Qian Yourong. Struggling, she shouted, "Let me go! He’s my enemy! I have to get my revenge!"

"Don’t worry, he’ll be back. Before he left, he sent me a voice transmission asking me to take care of you," Qian Yourong said. Her words instantly calmed Ning Sanwu down.

Meanwhile, after flying out of Junlan City, Ning Xuan came to a sudden halt.

"Why did you stop run—"

The five maids landed. The leader had barely spoken when a flash of sword light streaked past.

BOOM!

Ning Xuan then swept his sleeve. Before the severed heads could hit the ground or the headless bodies could fall, they all disintegrated into ash. The killing and the destruction of evidence all happened in an instant.

Seeing no one around, Ning Xuan changed his appearance, transforming into the "Ning Xuan" who had been on the stage. Now the genuine article, he strode brazenly back into the city without any further disguise.

Before long, people were brushing past him. Their expressions would shift to conflict, but after a moment’s hesitation, they chose to continue on their way out of the city. They weren’t from prestigious clans; Ning Xuan was someone they couldn’t afford to provoke. Besides, watching Lin Xihua’s five maids pursue the mysterious man was far more interesting. They were all curious about his true identity.

Since almost everyone was thinking the same thing, Ning Xuan managed to reach the Jun Family estate without incident.

Someone was already waiting at the gate. It was an energetic old woman with a kind smile.

"Young Master Ning, please."

After escorting Ning Xuan through the main gate, she led him directly toward the rear courtyard. Along the way, many people who saw Ning Xuan showed expressions of fear and actively kept their distance. They were also extremely respectful toward the old woman. It was clear that Qian Yourong held a high position in the Jun Family.

「The Jun Family’s rear courtyard, on Lake Center Island, outside a pavilion.」

"Miss, Young Master Ning has arrived," the old woman announced to those inside.

Standing beside her, Ning Xuan could clearly see the situation within the pavilion. Four people were seated there. Three of them he had just seen in the square: Qian Yourong, Lin Xihua, and Jun Tianzheng. The last person was a pale-faced young man sitting next to Qian Yourong, who looked at her with unconcealed adoration.

This must be the third master of the Jun Family. Ning Xuan thought, though his expression was a little strange. If I’m not mistaken, this was the man who impersonated me earlier!

Suddenly, Qian Yourong’s voice transmission sounded in his ear. "You may be young, but you’ve got guts, actually daring to come back!"

Ning Xuan didn’t answer, asking a question of his own instead. "Were the words you said in the square earlier sincere?"

"I said a lot of things. Which words are you referring to?"

"The ones about killing Ning Xuan."

"You saw through it?"

"I’m not an idiot."

Qian Yourong glanced at Lin Xihua. "He didn’t."

Lin Xihua was overjoyed. "Miss Qian, is there something I can help you with? Rest assured, your business is my business! Just say the word!"

Ning Xuan subconsciously looked toward the young man.