Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 91 This woman is so ruthless! She even kills her own people!
If this had been anyone else, they would have panicked, even if they didn’t flee immediately. A single thought would have surfaced in their mind: Could this be a conspiracy?
Ning Xuan, on the other hand, grew excited. He was actually hoping it was a conspiracy.
By the time Ning Xuan rushed closer, however, his expression darkened. It wasn’t a conspiracy; there really was a Yuan Vein!
But this isn’t right. How can the energy in a Divine Grade Yuan Vein be so weak? Ning Xuan secretly activated the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Scripture and discreetly drew in a wisp of the energy. He immediately sensed that something was off.
Deeper inside the cave, someone couldn’t help but speak up. "Fairy, this doesn’t seem to be a Heavenly Grade Yuan Vein. It’s merely a Seventh Grade one, isn’t it?"
"I know," a smile appeared on Yuan Yurong’s face. "If I hadn’t said that, would you all have appeared so quickly? And if you hadn’t appeared, how could I..."
Before she could finish, Ning Xuan shouted from the entrance, "Isn’t this a trick? What, are you trying to wipe us all out in one fell swoop?"
The smile on Yuan Yurong’s face vanished. She ignored Ning Xuan and commanded coldly, "Kill them!"
As her words fell, Martial Artists began plummeting from the valley floor and the mountain ridges! The ambush here consisted not only of a large number of warriors from the Star Moon Pavilion but also a team of elites mobilized from Su Yue Zhuai.
In an instant, hundreds of people perished! The survivors didn’t dare to move a muscle. Powerful individuals hiding in the shadows had them locked down; any false move meant instant annihilation.
At the entrance to the Yuan Vein cave, Yuan Yurong frowned. This massacre was a desperate gamble on her part. She wanted to use the overwhelming stench of blood to lure out the divine beast that had devoured most of the Heavenly Grade Yuan Vein’s essence.
"Stop!"
At her command, the hidden assailants ceased their attacks. Seeing that nothing happened, she gave another order, her expression frigid. "Kill again!"
As he watched Martial Artists fall one after another, Wang Yu, standing beside her, began to breathe rapidly, unable to control himself.
So this is the foundation of a top-tier power?! How terrifying! At that moment, Wang Yu felt incredibly grateful for the decision his father had made for him. Joining Su Yue Zhuai was definitely the best choice of my life!
A bloodthirsty light glinted in Wang Yu’s eyes as he scanned the area, reveling in the despair.
Suddenly, he froze.
Holy crap! What am I seeing?! That bastard Ning Xuan is actually looting the Storage Rings from the dead Martial Artists!
Once the reality of the situation sank in, Wang Yu’s mouth twitched, and he immediately reported it to Yuan Yurong.
Yuan Yurong glanced over and was stunned as well. She was representing Su Yue Zhuai, and Ning Xuan held a major grudge against her sect! Has his brain fried?! Yet this man wasn’t thinking about escaping, showed no fear, and was instead excitedly plundering the dead!
"Young... Young Master Ning, please... avenge... me!"
Just as Ning Xuan was looting a Storage Ring, a dying Martial Artist suddenly grabbed his hand. With his other hand, the man reached into his robes and pressed an object into Ning Xuan’s palm.
Ning Xuan had initially thought the man was trying to drag him down to the grave with him. But the moment he held the object, he realized it was extraordinary. He discreetly slipped it into his Storage Ring and met the man’s hopeful gaze, nodding. "Alright. You can rest in peace."
A look of relief washed over the man’s face, and he breathed his last.
A Martial Artist’s cultivation demanded a clear conscience. If Ning Xuan didn’t avenge him, it would undoubtedly become a stumbling block in his heart. Now, things were settled. Ning Xuan was a man of his word, so he immediately began searching for a target.
WHOOSH!
One of the assailants glanced in his direction. Before the man could even register what was happening, his head went flying.
"Wh... y..." Unwilling to die without knowing why, the head sought an answer before it hit the ground.
"I promised to avenge him."
"It... wasn’t... me..."
"If it wasn’t you, why did you look at him?"
The severed head was rendered speechless.
The head’s wide eyes landed directly on Wang Yu, whose sense of justice instantly flared. "Ning Xuan, you’ve gone too far! How dare you attack someone from Su Yue Zhuai!" he roared. "Senior Sister, cover me! I’m going to deal with him!"
Itching for a chance to prove his might, Wang Yu left those words hanging in the air as he charged toward Ning Xuan.
BANG!
His fist technique roared like thunder, shattering the air. Invincible Divine Fist! As Wang Yu threw the punch, his heart swelled with an unparalleled sense of invincibility.
Wang Quan, oh Wang Quan, what a pity you’re dead! Otherwise, you’d definitely be worshiping at my feet after seeing my fist! Inwardly, Wang Yu was immensely pleased with himself.
Even Yuan Yurong’s beautiful eyes revealed a hint of surprise. So this guy actually does have the strength to qualify for Su Yue Zhuai!
But her expression immediately turned to one of utter exasperation.
PFFT!
Before Ning Xuan had even made a move, Wang Yu was struck by the backlash from his own punch!
"You’re a disgrace! Get back here!" Yuan Yurong’s face was livid.
Shaken from his shock, Wang Yu scrambled back at top speed and hid behind Yuan Yurong. Just a moment ago, he had seen a vision in Ning Xuan’s eyes that filled him with absolute terror! A giant hand had reached down from the heavens, its Majestic Pressure suppressing all of existence, blanketing the myriad realms! And in response, a fist had risen in defiance, striking against the heavens themselves!
One glance was all it took. Fear was all that remained in his heart, and his fist’s intent instantly backlashed. He had been thoroughly defeated without Ning Xuan even lifting a finger.
"Senior... Senior Sister, be careful of his..."
Wang Yu began to offer a well-intentioned warning, but before he could finish, Yuan Yurong slashed his throat.
Ning Xuan’s brow twitched. This woman is truly ruthless.
Wang Yu’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Eighteen times," Yuan Yurong stated, her face a mask of cold indifference. "Your eyes strayed where they shouldn’t have eighteen times. I originally thought you might be useful, but I never expected you to be so pathetic. Since you’re a waste of space alive, you might as well be dead."
Wang Yu gave a bitter laugh and collapsed to the ground, dead.
Hearing her words, a few Star Moon Pavilion Martial Artists standing near Yuan Yurong subconsciously glanced in the forbidden direction.
SWISH!
Several heads flew into the air.
Ning Xuan’s eyes went wide.
Damn! This woman is ruthless! She even kills her own people! Wait a minute! She’s an expert at entrapment!
The number of killable Martial Artists in the vicinity was dwindling, and the stench of blood was already overwhelming. She wanted to kill even more. Though he didn’t know her ultimate goal, Ning Xuan grew excited. He had been itching for a fight, but these people hadn’t moved against him. Since a single look could get someone killed, then of course, he was going to look his fill!
Immediately, Ning Xuan fixed his gaze on her, staring without blinking. So she was trying to entrap people, was she? He could play that game too.
To his disappointment, however, the woman didn’t react at all.
What’s going on? I’m begging to be killed here! What is she playing at?!
Ning Xuan began to vary his gaze, trying different angles. One of the Martial Artists couldn’t resist and let his eyes follow Ning Xuan’s.
SWISH!
In an instant, a bloody hole appeared in his throat.
"Wh... why...?" the Martial Artist gurgled, clutching his neck.
"He’s handsome," Yuan Yurong replied coolly. "I’ll let him look."
The Martial Artist’s hands fell away, and he dropped to the ground, passing away peacefully. He had enough self-awareness and good taste to wholeheartedly agree with her statement.
Ning Xuan walked over and plucked his Storage Ring. "Honest people like you are rare these days. I’ll hold on to this Storage Ring for you. Otherwise, it would just end up in someone else’s hands."
The deceased was speechless.
Yuan Yurong was speechless.
