Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 75 Please be a human!

The Wang Family.

SMACK!

Wang Shijie slapped him across the face. "You little beast, have you gone mad?!"

"’The Invincible Divine Fist’ is trash... How dare you say such a thing! The entire Wang Family and I will be ruined because of you!" Wang Shijie was seething, wishing he could kill Wang Quan with a single blow.

Wang Quan’s face was expressionless. "I will bear the consequences of my actions alone. I won’t involve the Wang Family."

BANG!

Wang Shijie kicked him. "You’ll bear it? How?! Wait, don’t tell me you actually think you’re the young master of the Wang Family?!"

"I wouldn’t dare. I will never forget my adoptive father’s kindness in taking me in. I know you have an illegitimate son, and that he’s here in the mansion. Call him out. I will infuse him with all my cultivation, and from now on, we’ll be even."

Wang Quan’s face was a mask of indifference. He had only learned of this by chance after entering the mansion, and now it was already too late to leave.

Wang Shijie stuttered, "How did you know... How could you think that? I am your... Is what you’re saying true?!" He dropped the act, his expression turning grim.

Wang Quan looked at him mockingly. "Does it matter if I’m serious or not? Tell those hidden experts to withdraw. My word is as good as gold."

"Yu’er, come out."

As Wang Shijie spoke, a somewhat frail young man appeared. He looked at Wang Quan and appeared exceptionally polite, bowing at a ninety-degree angle. "I am Wang Yu. Thank you for this, Brother Wang Quan."

"I hope you don’t choke on it."

Wang Yu smiled faintly. "Like you, Brother Wang Quan, I have also suffered many hardships. Come, let me see just how much power the ninth-ranked prodigy on the Pride Leaderboard truly wields!"

Wang Quan looked toward Wang Shijie. "Will you spare my life after this is done? I brought this upon myself, so let the Martial God Temple be the one to deal with me."

"I swear on my Divine Soul, as long as Yu’er is unharmed, I will not lay a hand on you!"

Only then did Wang Quan nod.

Wang Yu sat cross-legged. Wang Quan took a deep breath and began to perform the Crowning Technique.

About half an hour later, Wang Quan collapsed to the ground, looking as if he had aged twenty years.

Wang Yu rose to his feet, his once frail body now lean and defined.

"Father, I’ve received all of his power!" he exclaimed, overjoyed.

"Good! Hahaha! Yu’er, you have suffered all these years! The Pride Hunting Ground is about to open. Cultivate diligently; I have already found a Sect for you! Once you make a name for yourself in the Pride Hunting Ground, you can join Su Yue Zhuai!"

"Su Yue Zhuai? Father, I thought it was the Martial God Temple."

"What’s so good about the Martial God Temple? With the Human Emperor presiding over it, you’ll never stand out. Su Yue Zhuai is the correct path. Not only is their heritage no weaker than the Martial God Temple’s, but they also have many female disciples."

"Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. I’ll listen to you, Father!" Wang Yu grinned, then fixed his gaze on Wang Quan.

"What... what are you doing?" Wang Quan asked, backing away.

"My dear brother, thank you for making me whole!" Wang Yu said as he threw a punch.

BANG!

The arms Wang Quan raised to block instantly exploded, and his body flew backward several meters before landing in the artificial lake. Blood immediately stained the water’s surface red.

"Spare your life? How naively charming." By the lakeside, Wang Yu stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

Wang Shijie clapped and laughed loudly. "Excellent! My son, Wang Yu, has the bearing of a conqueror!"

"Father, should I make a trip to the Stele Forest?" Wang Yu’s fighting spirit surged. If Wang Quan could return from there alive, so could he.

Wang Shijie shook his head. "For the next few days, focus on your cultivation. There’s something strange about the Stele Forest. Those two old men actually ran off with a stone stele. I’ll send men to pursue them and find out the truth first."

"Understood!"

「Stele Forest.」

Ning Xuan carried the stone stele and placed it before the old man, smiling. "Mission accomplished!"

The old man’s mouth twitched. This little rascal is definitely showing off on purpose!

"Hmm, not bad. Back in my day, it took me this long just to copy this thing." The old man held up one finger.

"A quarter of an hour?!" Ning Xuan’s eyes widened.

The old man was speechless. What damn quarter of an hour? It took me a full year to learn this fist technique!

I should have used all my tricks. Then I definitely would have been faster. Maybe not a quarter of an hour, but surely I could have pushed for two, Ning Xuan muttered to himself, filled with regret. Damn it, is this old man going to kick me out of the Stele Forest for being too slow? He’s a true expert. The fist technique I got for free is in no way weaker than the Impermanence Swordsmanship; it’s a truly invincible, undefeatable fist! And this is just the beginning. He must have many more amazing things.

Naturally, Ning Xuan had no desire to leave.

He didn’t notice that the old man’s face had turned green. If this is slow, then am I dumber than a pig?! For heaven’s sake, act like a normal person!

Staring at Ning Xuan, the old man made his decision. "Your talent is, indeed, average. This is the simplest of fist techniques, yet it took you so long. In the future, when you encounter more difficult arts and compare yourself to me, you’ll surely have a breakdown. So, for now, put your martial training aside and go cultivate your mind."

"Yes, of course, of course! You are brilliant, Old Master, with peerless talent, I..." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Before Ning Xuan could finish, the old man, suspecting the boy was mocking him, sent him flying with a flick of his sleeve.

Ning Xuan was stunned. He found himself staring out at a frozen lake. The surroundings were draped in silver, a vast expanse of white. In the center of the lake was a lone boat where a fisherman in a straw raincoat sat motionless, nearly a snowman himself.

What is this? Is he playing some kind of joke on me? ’A lone boat, a straw-hatted old man, fishing alone in the cold river snow.’ What a scene. Ning Xuan couldn’t help but mutter.

Outside, a girl appeared beside the old man. Looking at the tall Stone Tower, she blinked and asked, "Old Man, why did you throw Junior Brother into the Stone Tower so soon?"

Before he could answer, the girl murmured, "’A lone boat, a straw-hatted old man, fishing alone in the cold river snow’... What a beautiful line. Junior Brother is so cultured!" She sighed. "Handsome, talented, and now cultured, too..."

Suddenly, she found herself unable to speak.

The old man’s face was expressionless. "If you have nothing proper to say, then keep your mouth shut."

Despite his words, he walked to the doorway with his hands behind his back and gazed at the Stone Tower, his eyes full of expectation.

"Kid, this tower is called the Blunt Stone Tower," he sent his voice across the distance. "It has twelve levels. One hundred years inside is but a single day outside. Your Master looks forward to seeing you again soon."

By the edge of the frozen lake, Ning Xuan heard the old man’s words.

Fishing to cultivate the mind, huh? Worth a try.

Eyeing the empty boat on the lake, Ning Xuan prepared to leap into the air.

SPLASH!

He fell right through the thin ice and into the frigid water.

What the hell! Are you kidding me? My cultivation is sealed again!

Ning Xuan could only grit his teeth and swim toward the empty boat in the middle of the lake. After finally managing to climb in, he picked up the fishing rod inside and stared, dumbfounded.

The hook was straight.

Damn it! My surname is Ning, not Jiang! Am I supposed to wait for a willing fish to bite?!

His composure was shattering.

Wait! Why have my emotions been so volatile since I entered this place? I get it! This place is called the Blunt Stone Tower. It can slow time to a crawl, but it also infinitely magnifies one’s negative emotions!

Outside, the old man couldn’t help but exclaim with admiration, "This little fellow is even smarter than I imagined!"

"That’s because you’re too dumb!" the girl’s voice chirped from behind him.

The old man was already used to her breaking his seals. After all, she possessed a Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart.

Gazing at the tower, he thought, Little fellow, I cannot remain in this realm for much longer. From now on, she will have to rely on you. There isn’t much time left for you.

A hint of melancholy colored the old man’s eyes.