A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 25. Master Ning's Identity

With the Celestial Master by his side, and other Taoist priests already present, and more arriving in succession, Ning Xuan naturally wouldn't summon the [Fragrance Stealing Rat] at this moment, lest he exude a demonic aura.

However, he still gained some extra benefits.

Then let's talk about the use of "strength".

Since gaining insight into the Yanming Force, he hasn't actually had the opportunity to fully unleash its power.

But this time, when facing the ten-foot-tall Bodhisattva body stolen by the Fragrant Stealing Rat, he used this power in almost every strike, always on the verge of life and death. Especially when he shattered the Bodhisattva body in the later stages, he was like a madman.

Nightmares are both a form of divination and a form of martial arts training.

Who else can constantly hone their skills in the face of life and death like him?

This gave him a deeper understanding of "energy".

The bright moon hangs in the sky, the mountain shadows are dark and rugged, and the howls of wild beasts from the deep mountains can be heard from time to time in the distance.

The jubilant campfire stretched the shadows of the trees and his own figure, making them appear very, very long.

He closed his eyes and began to organize these insights.

About half an hour later, he suddenly stood up, and his beast-slaying sword was instantly drawn.

hum~~
The knife cuts through the air.

Ning Xuan shook his head in dissatisfaction.

What he realized was very simple.

That is the fusion of "moves" and "power".

"Moves" are used by relying on body shape, movements, and surface strength, while "force" is generated by the deep peristalsis of flesh and blood.

When he struck the Bodhisattva earlier, he first delivered a "Flying Swallow Collapses Mountain" strike, and then his bones and muscles crackled. While the blade remained stationary, he unleashed a strike using the "Swallow Cry Force".

This is equivalent to the fact that even though he only made one strike, once it lands, the subsequent force will surge towards the enemy like a raging tidal wave.

This is a continuation of "moves" and "force".

However, if we remove the word "continuous" and allow the "moves" and "forces" to achieve the goal at the same time, then that is "fusion".

At that time, the two forces will erupt simultaneously, promoting each other.

At that time, he did not unleash two consecutive strikes, but rather used the combined power of both of himself to unleash a single strike.

The "Swallow's Cry Force" propelled the "Flying Swallow Collapses the Mountain," and the "Flying Swallow Collapses the Mountain" also enhanced the "Swallow's Cry Force."

Ning Xuan kept adjusting, and after trying for another half hour, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and unleashed a slash.

Suddenly, a sharp and extremely piercing buzzing sound echoed in the air.

Ning Xuan saw the muscles in his right arm throb with a "pop".

His slash froze in mid-air.

Suddenly, many figures turned their gazes to Ning Xuan. They stared in astonishment at his actions, only then realizing that the sound they had just heard was simply the sound of him slashing through the air.

But what level of skill is needed to produce such a rapid and sharp buzzing sound?
Ning Xuan swept his arms and felt a slight soreness in his muscles.

Sheath the sword, then loosely grasp and relax your five fingers.

He roughly understood the level of skill involved in that strike.

This strike should be the limit of "Constitution 3" that it can withstand, but the power it unleashed far exceeded "Constitution 3".

If he had been able to comprehend this technique when fighting the Bodhisattva, even if he was no match for the Bodhisattva, he wouldn't have let the Bodhisattva retreat unscathed while fighting desperately.

This cut will at least leave a deep gash on the Bodhisattva's hand.

'Let's call this move Swallow Union.'

Ning Xuan gave the move a name to mark a certain point in his martial arts training, and then stuck the beast-slaying sword next to the campfire.

This is the point where the previous "nightmare" returned.

At this moment, it was just a simple campfire.

Ning Xuan felt a sense of relief. He stretched out his body and lay down in a comfortable position.

Inside the tent.
Ugly Slave's sleep was not very good.

Upon hearing Ning Xuan's sword strike, his drowsiness vanished completely.

It wasn't because the sound of the knife was too loud and woke him up that he couldn't fall back asleep. Although the Celestial Master's physique was not as good as that of an ordinary person, and sleep was an important part of recovery, he usually valued self-cultivation, so he wouldn't be so easily disturbed by a small accident that he couldn't fall asleep.

He was not shocked by the intensity of the blade's wind.
No, to be precise, he began to be troubled by the meaning behind the intense wind of the blade, rather than by the powerful wind itself.

Because, the moment he heard the sound of the blade, he already knew that Ning Xuan had definitely passed the test.

My younger brother is truly a martial arts prodigy.

If he had been infected with the demonic plague, that would be one thing, but unfortunately, he didn't have the slightest trace of demonic aura on him.

This is extremely rare.

At least, he had never seen it.

Whether Ning Xuan passes the test will completely change Ning Taiyi's subsequent arrangements and will also alter his actions at Manfeng Mountain.

Originally, he wanted to wait and see.

But now, he had already seen the sound of the blade.

Ugly Slave decided not to sleep anymore. He sat up abruptly, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, put on his robes, and walked outside. When he saw Ning Xuan lying comfortably, he said, "Qingfeng, let's go up the mountain now."

dong dong dong.
dong dong dong.
Before dawn, the gates of Ning Mansion in Xinghe County were about to be broken down.

The servant rubbed his sleepy eyes, cursing under his breath, and came to the door. Before he could even ask anything, he saw the flickering flames outside the crack in the door.

The firelight illuminated the menacing, dark armor, and beneath the helmet, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at him.

The servant felt a sudden tightness in his chest, and was so frightened that he fell backward and stumbled backward.

"Open the door."

The voice outside the door was chilling.

The servant felt a jolt in his heart, his head buzzed, and his face turned pale.

There was another sound coming from outside the door.

"Open the door immediately."

The servant was dumbfounded.

However, a sharp-eyed guard saw and heard everything from behind and hurriedly turned around and ran into the inner room to call the master.

The servant paused for a moment before getting up and hurriedly opening the door.

Outside the door, a dark mass of dozens of men in heavy black armor blocked the entrance. Their intimidating presence prevented the servants from even asking, "Who are you?"

Fortunately, Master Ning arrived just in time.

Master Ning arrived in a hurry, glanced at the dozens of ferocious black-armored soldiers, then turned his gaze to a carriage behind them, and nodded slightly.

The black-armored soldiers stopped talking and simply parted to make way for each other.

Master Ning walked over tacitly and then got into the carriage.

Inside the train carriage.
A young man who looked like a scholar sat to the side, with deep eyes.

The person in the main seat was a round-faced man in brocade robes. He had smile lines on his face, but at this moment he appeared indifferent. It was clear that Master Ning was not someone he should greet with a smile, or that Master Ning had done something to make him very unhappy.

Ning Taiyi bowed and smiled, "Manager Zhao, what brings you here?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the young man and smiled as he revealed his identity: "The top scholar in the imperial examination."

The man in brocade robes, addressed as Steward Zhao, was indeed the steward of General Qin's mansion. He glanced at Ning Taiyi and said, word by word, "This is no longer the top scholar; he will be taking over your position next month."

Ning Taiyi laughed and said, "Isn't that next month? It's only the beginning of the month."

Manager Zhao said, "I know you've been operating here for nearly thirty years, and you're still unwilling to accept this and don't want your family to fall into ruin. But haven't the consequences already been decided? Why do you still want to go and confront Manfeng Mountain?"

"It's better to live a wretched life than to die a glorious death. If your descendants can at least enjoy wealth and status, what more could you ask for?"

Ning Taiyi said, "There's something strange going on at Manfeng Mountain. I'll send someone to check it out."

Manager Zhao ignored his explanation and said in a gradually stern voice, "What's so interesting about that? That Manfeng Mountain is a testament to your incompetence, and the dragon energy of that Manfeng Mountain is reserved for your next appointment."

Once the number of missing persons is fully revealed, public sentiment will inevitably waver, which will be your opportunity to regain public support when you take office. You want to rob it now?! What good will it do you?

As he spoke, his eyes darted around, and he said, "Or do you think you've found some opportunity to stir up trouble?"

Ning Taiyi smiled and said, "The steward has misunderstood."

Manager Zhao said, "Regardless of whether there's a misunderstanding or not, recall your Heavenly Masters."

Ning Taiyi said repeatedly, "Alright, I'll call myself Ugly Slave."

Manager Zhao's expression softened slightly.

Ning Taiyi sat upright, and golden light suddenly emanated from his body, making him appear extremely majestic.

He commanded authoritatively, "Ugly slave, come before me."

The five characters disappeared underground and vanished without a trace.

Manager Zhao watched carefully, and seeing that he hadn't cheated, his expression softened considerably.

However.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

Half an hour passed.

The ugly servant who could burrow underground never appeared.

Ning Taiyi roared again in a fit of rage: "Ugly slave, come to see me."

The five characters disappeared underground once again.

An hour passed
The ugly slave still hasn't appeared.

Ning Taiyi flew into a rage, shouting, "Rebellion! Rebellion!!"

Manager Zhao said, "Stop pretending. He's already entered the demon zone. Only by entering that zone can the dragon energy be prevented from spreading. Ning Taiyi, what exactly are you up to?"

Ning Taiyi said, "It's really just a brief inspection."

Manager Zhao said, "I hope so."

Ning Taiyi glanced at the scholar beside him and said, "Why is the top scholar so impatient? He went to the General's Mansion at the slightest disturbance and brought such a commotion here."

The scholar did not answer, but said calmly, "The ugly servant has not yet arrived, so we will have to wait. Prefect Ning, let's play a game of chess."

Every commoner knows that the prefect of Wangyue Prefecture is not surnamed Ning.

But the scholar called him Prefect Ning.

Ning Taiyi did not deny it.

He simply smiled and said, "I'll keep you company."

(End of this chapter)