For a moment, all eyes turned towards them, filled with surprise, envy, jealousy, and a myriad of other emotions.
As soon as Wan Lingfeng spoke, several senior brothers revealed expressions of anger: “Junior Brother Ning did not come to participate in the sect competition, and besides, your cultivation is above him.”
Wan Lingfeng sneered and said, “It’s just a friendly sparring match. I can let him have ten moves!”
Many people immediately understood the grievances involved, and besides, they naturally wanted to see the excitement. I wonder how skilled this divine master’s disciple is?
Besides disciples of the Tiānzōng sect, many other sects are eager to watch the show.
“You…” Several young disciples were furious: “…Uncle Ning wouldn’t fall for your tricks.”
All eyes were on him, making it impossible for Ning Shu to ignore the attention. Furthermore, since the other party had issued a challenge, even if it was intentional, he couldn’t refuse. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for his master.
Thus, the young man Yi Jue’s clothes fluttered, and in the next moment, he appeared on the platform.
He was born fair and handsome, with an ethereal and refined air.
Many present had to admit, the disciple taken in by Lord Shinnou was much more handsome than most cultivators.
Ning Shu landed on the platform, drew out her sword, and said, “You don’t need to give me ten moves. My cultivation is not much worse than yours. Let’s begin.”
Anyone with discernment could immediately tell that the sword was made of a rare and precious material known as Xuanhuang.
I couldn’t help but gasp!
Si Kong Hengyu is indeed favored beyond compare by this master!
They just don’t know that this is just Si Kong Hengyu’s gift for his foundation establishment. If they knew, they would probably be furious and jealous again.
And Wan Lingfeng obviously noticed this, he gripped his sword. However, in his heart was not only unwillingness but also resentment. If he had been a disciple of Si Kong Hengyu back then, would this young man even exist?
Ning Shu only felt a gust of wind from her palm, it turned out that Wan Lingfeng had already made a move!
Although they are just foundation-building youths, they are insignificant in the eyes of those who are more powerful. But what matters most is that they are ambitious and talented at a young age. They will surely make waves in the cultivation world in the future!
Everyone watched with bated breath. The young man in blue and white was a rare wood spirit root, and even more so, a disciple of the Divine Lord. Naturally gifted with excellent aptitude, but this competition was destined to see Wan Lingfeng prevail.
Just by watching, all the disciples of the ten thousand sects could tell something was wrong. Although they had agreed to simply spar, Wan Lingfeng was becoming increasingly fierce!
Ning Shu also naturally saw this, he slightly frowned. He wasn’t afraid though, after all, he was personally trained in swordsmanship by Si Kong Hengyu.
Wàn Língfēng’s heart trembled, he had forgotten their previous agreement. A coldness flashed in his eyes; now there was only victory or defeat!
Just when Ning Shu was being pressed back step by step, and everyone thought that the disciple of the revered Godless would be eliminated, a ringing sound rang out. Wan Lingfeng’s sword actually fell to the ground, and he stared in disbelief with wide eyes.
Ning Shu hadn’t expected to be flattering Wan Lingfeng in his hands. He sheathed his sword and pursed his lips, saying, “I yield.”
Wan Lingfeng’s face was extremely ugly!
Ning Shu turned around, just about to walk down when suddenly he sensed a cold and eerie presence creeping towards him. He initially thought it was Wan Lingfeng’s unwillingness to accept defeat, trying to sneak an attack. When he tried to turn around, he only felt darkness before his eyes and lost consciousness.
But at this moment, only Wan Lingfeng remained on stage, under the watchful eyes of everyone.
These people only felt a wave of discomfort, and the next moment, they saw a black mist. As for the handsome young man, he had vanished without a trace!
The disciples of Tianzongmen’s collective faces changed drastically!
Master Ning was actually kidnapped right under their noses! If the Divine Lord knew…
Their faces turned ashen.
…..
Because cultivators appeared at the competition, it has now been suspended. Especially the Hengshan School, their people disappeared on their own territory, naturally they are in a hurry.
But no one expected it.
Sī kōng hé yù would actually come in person.
The terrifying pressure of cultivation was no joke. When that aura appeared, all the cultivators present were sweating profusely. Even some Jindan real people and even the elders of the Void-Dwelling Gate changed their expressions drastically!
On the mainland, there are no more than three people with such cultivation. The other two are still in seclusion, and their cultivation is absolutely impossible to be so suppressed. So there’s only one left.
“I wonder if your visit, esteemed one, is regarding my disciple? We have already dispatched people to track him down and will surely bring Ning Xiaoxiu back!”
The visitor was clad in a snow robe, their breath like ice, and an endless chill surrounded them.
Sikuohengyu glanced lightly at the Hengshan School disciples, his brows and eyes icy as he said, “Hengshan School has fallen to such a state that even its disciples can be kidnapped under your very noses?”
This statement was extremely impolite, carrying a menacing undertone.
A few elders of the Hengshan School frowned slightly, showing a hint of discontent. They were about to say something when they sensed another presence—their ancestor, who had not appeared in many years!
The Ancestor took a step forward, clasped his hands together respectfully and said: “Divine Lord, please do not be angry. When my disciple returns, this seat will definitely discipline him properly!”
Si Kong Hengyu was obviously furious!
Haven’t you seen that many disciples present, all with extremely pale faces? Wan Lingfeng only felt a cold gaze sweep over him, and he felt a shiver run down his spine.
His mind was blank, back when he was at Tianzong Gate.
He had never seen Sikong Hengyu with his own eyes. Just his cultivation alone made him yearn for it so much! But now, the chill on his back told him otherwise.
Wan Lingfeng naturally knew that Shen Wuzun was venting his anger on him.
A bloody metallic taste filled his throat, but in his heart, jealousy and resentment welled up. Why? He saw Ning Shu’s cultivation level, it wasn’t anything special, and her talent wasn’t much better than his.
His cultivation was extraordinary, half of it thanks to the top-grade materials that Si Kong Hengyu used to nurture him.
What is he worse than Ning Shu at? <<<
….
Ning Shu didn’t know that because of his disappearance, the entire cultivation world was spreading rumors that the Hengshan School had offended Si Kong Hengyu alone. All because of his disciple, he was actually kidnapped by a demonic cultivator in broad daylight!
It remains to be seen whether things will turn out well or badly!
Some say that Sifang Hengyu went to such great lengths for just one disciple. They could just take another one, couldn’t they? Others say that the Hengshan School is indeed at fault. It’s their own territory, and yet someone was able to kidnap people there.
He widened his eyes, finding himself in a damp and dark place. The air here made him feel very uncomfortable.
Ning Shu pursed her lips.
“Awake,” a young man strode in, his bearing cold and menacing. Though naturally handsome, there was an air of wickedness about him. He surveyed the boy, saying, “It seems you hold your master in high regard.”
Ning Shu, listening to his deep-meaning words, suddenly had a foreboding feeling.
He said warily, “What do you want? What business do you have with my master?”
The demon cultivator before him said faintly, “I am the deputy sovereign of the Demon Realm. At first, I captured you to torture you. Then I would have killed you to avenge the hatred in our Demon Realm’s hearts. However, for now, you don’t need to die.”
Ning Shu couldn’t help but ask, “What do you mean?”
He sized up the surrounding scene, maintaining a calm facade in his heart. The demon cultivator, however, saw through his intentions and spoke up: “I advise you not to waste your effort. This is the territory of the Demon Realm. Enjoy yourselves while you can, after all, we still need you to deal with your master.”
The cultivator left after finishing his words.
Ning Shu coughed violently, and several female maids from the demon realm walked in, their faces expressionless. They didn’t look like real people, more like corpses.
He couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine.
Ning had been cooped up for two days when the young demon cultivator from before came again. His face was grim, clearly troubled by something bad. He gripped the boy’s chin tightly and said, “Si Kong Hengyu actually… stormed into the Demon Realm for you!”
“Doesn’t he fear I’ll kill you!”
His chest rose and fell with every breath, but his eyes betrayed a hint of fear.
Ning Shu wasn’t sure, but he obviously saw it too. The person in front of him now seemed to be holding back, afraid to make a move against him. He turned his face away, coughed once, and said, “…As for what Master does, I have always been oblivious.”
The demonic cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the youth’s face. It was fair and handsome. His neck was a smooth expanse of white, and after a long moment, he sneered with icy amusement: “So that’s how it is, interesting! Interesting indeed! I never thought I’d see the day…when even Si Kong Hengyu could make such a joke!”
Ning Shu didn’t know why he suddenly laughed, a few anxieties rose in his heart. He slightly tightened his hands, the demon cultivator looked at him meaningfully, then turned and left.
As soon as the other party left, his heart started to flutter with anxiety.
Master… to have actually come to the Demon Realm?
Ning Shu’s heart tightened, and she refused to sit idly by. She had to find a way out, escape this dangerous situation instead of just waiting passively.
…
Although Ning Shu was captured, the cultivators did not do anything to him. Every day, they would have people send him some food.
But he was wary, not daring to eat any of it. Every time, he would secretly pour the food away.
It’s just today.
The one who brought the food was not the former female servant, but a lowly demon attendant.
Ning Shu didn’t initially take him to heart.
But instead of retreating like the other maids, this demon servant simply set down her things and kept looking at him. Then, she walked closer to him.
Ning Shu immediately noticed something was wrong, he cautiously took a few steps back.
To my surprise, the other party actually said, “Master Ning.”
That sound….
It’s Zhao Fang’s voice!
Ning Shu widened her eyes slightly, and the demon servant returned to his original form. He grabbed the young man’s hand and said, “Master Ning, don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you.”
He immediately came to his senses, the current situation preventing him from dwelling on how Zhao Fang could have appeared in the demon realm.
While Zhao Fang had already taken out a set of clothes and said, “Master Ning, put this on. I’ll take you out first.”