’Young Master Tian’, Ning Tian, was the person with the best innate potential in the Ning Family. He was already a Mid Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator after forty plus years under the careful training and grooming of the Ning Family.
He stared at Ning Fan’s back that looked too far from his reach and felt a bone-chilling coldness running throughout his body.
He recognized Ning Fan. He remembered that he was none other than the mortal whom he had bullied in the past... He was the person who sold Ning Fan to the All Pleasure Sect!
"The mortal young man whom I bullied in the past has actually become a Void Refinement Realm old monster today! I’m dead! I’m certainly dead!"
Ning Qingqing who was also known as Mistress Qing was sighing nonstop. She was also an outstanding descendant of the Ning Family. Today, she was already a Late Harmonious Spirit Realm female cultivator.
She owed Ning Fan her life. When she was bathing in the pond of the Ning Bi Hill in the past, she was nearly defiled by a gang of scoundrels. If it wasn’t for Ning Fan who yelled to warn her, she certainly would not be able to escape that disaster.
She was saved. However, Ning Fan had offended the scoundrels because of that and invited trouble into his life...
In the past, she did not know Ning Fan was his savior. She also had no idea that Ning Fan was sold to Wu Country by Ning Tian.
When she accidentally saved Ning Fan from Ning Tian’s subordinates, she did not even know that mortal young man was her savior.
When she found the truth behind everything, she could no longer find nor repay Ning Fan.
When she finally found Ning Fan, he had already broken free from his mortal body and arrogantly stood at the pinnacle of the vault of heavens above the Rain World in a state that she could never have imagined. He became so strong that she could only look up to him in awe...
"Ning Fan... I no longer have the chance to repay you, right...?" She smiled bitterly. Why would Ning Fan, who currently carried the noble title of White-Robed Marquis, need a favor from a Harmonious Spirit Realm junior?
In the past, she was the sky and he was the earth... Now, however, she was the earth and he was the sky...
Ning Fan descended once again on the jade platform that was hanging in midair and scanned around the area. When his eyes scanned past Tianji Laoren and the Ning Family of Hai Ning, he looked down-hearted.
Both Tianji Laoren and Ning Tian wronged him in the past. They must die.
However, the Ning Family of Hai Ning and the cultivators of Wu Country were innocent.
His past resentments had already lessened. He was not willing to commit more massacres in Wu Country. When he looked back at his mortal life, the mountains and rivers in Wu Country once had his footprints as well. The Ning Family of Hai Ning had also once fostered him who was a mere orphan and raised him into a man...
He was not in a hurry to look at the storage pouch that Yun Youmu gave him. Instead, he gradually walked toward Tianji Laoren and coldly uttered, "Kill yourself."
"N-No! I’ve realized my mistake. I was muddle-headed in the past and that’s why I sold Senior’s information to the Heavenly Dao Sect. I was wrong! Please give me a chance! Please spare my life! I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die!"
"If you refuse to commit suicide, then let me help you..."
With a cold and indifferent face, Ning Fan lifted a finger and pointed at Tianji Laoren’s forehead. His body trembled for some time while his expression froze. His nascent soul was destroyed and his corpse collapsed to the ground.
"I’m not a kind person. If someone wronged me, I’ll seek revenge; if someone helps me, I’ll definitely repay them. That’s all. You have made a huge mistake in the past and caused the deaths of countless cultivators of Yue Country. Your mistake even nearly got Zhi He killed... After killing you today, that animosity will be permanently resolved..."
Ning Fan did not even spare a glance at Tianji Laoren’s corpse. His coldness made countless cultivators shiver with fear.
After that, he gradually walked toward the seats of Wu Country, approaching the Ning Family of Hai Ning. Every step he took instilled immense anxiety into the cultivators of Wu Country, sending chills down the spines of the three ancestors of the Ning Family.
"Is White-Robed Marquis going to eliminate our Ning Family?! Are we going to die?!!!" The three ancestors did not even have the courage to escape.
"Ning Fan! Please spare me! I was wrong. I was thoughtless in the past to have harmed you. I was stupid back then!" Ning Tian suddenly dashed out from the seats of the Ning Family and knelt before Ning Fan, kowtowing and begging him nonstop.
Countless cultivators of the Ning Family were petrified.
It turned out that it was Ning Tian who provoked Ning Fan. It was him who invited a great calamity to the Ning Family!
Ning Fan’s face remained cold. He calmly uttered a few words.
"Ning Tian, you’ve made an inexcusable mistake against me and Ning Gu in that year and you must pay with your life. It’s impossible for me to forgive you."
"Since you leave me with no choice, I’ll just fight you to the death!" Ning Tian’s eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity. He shot out a mid-grade flying sword from his long sleeve which headed directly toward Ning Fan’s dantian.
Ning Fan did not even pay any attention to that flying sword. When the flying sword was three cun* (3.33cm per cun) away from him, it was literally burned to ashes by Ning Fan’s massive magic power.
With Ning Fan’s current level, Ning Tian could certainly not harm him even if he stood still... This was the difference between their cultivation bases!
"Impossible! I don’t believe it! Forty years ago, you were just a mere mortal. How did you become so strong? I refuse to believe it! Only I, Ning Tian, am the blessed son of Heaven. You’re nothing. Why would Heaven show favoritism toward you?! Ah!"
Ning Fan did not give Ning Tian a chance to continue blabbering nonsense. As soon as he pointed his finger at him, the latter turned into ashes...
As such, his grudges against Wu Country were gone now once and for all, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
"Are the three of you the three ancestors of the Ning Family?" Ning Fan shifted his gaze toward the seats of the Hai Ning Family and said with a flat tone.
"Yes. We j-juniors are t-the three ancestors of the Ning Family." The three ancestors of the Ning Family were scared half to death. They immediately cupped their fists and bowed to Ning Fan while their bodies were trembling uncontrollably. They did not know how Ning Fan would deal with their family after killing Ning Tian.
"Is Ning Daniu dead...?" Ning Fan suddenly asked an unrelated question.
"Erm... W-Who is Ning Daniu? We don’t know him..." The three ancestors began trembling even more intensely. They had no idea if they would enrage Ning Fan if they did not give him a satisfactory answer.
"He is dead. Your foster father is dead. He died of old age." In the next instant, a lady in green robes walked out from the seats of the Ning Family. She was none other than Ning Qingqing.
"He’s now dead too..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and felt slightly disappointed.
Ning Daniu was a mortal. He was one of the servants that the Ning Family of Hai Ning adopted and he was Ning Fan and Ning Gu’s foster father.
Ning Daniu was not any less harsh on Ning Fan. However, despite his bad treatment, Ning Fan still held gratitude toward him for raising him...
Thus, Ning Fan more or less felt melancholic upon hearing his demise.
Looking at the green-robed lady in front of him, Ning Fan was slightly astonished.
Ning Daniu was just a lowly mortal servant in the Ning Family of Hai Ning. The cultivators of the Ning Family should not have paid attention to a mortal.
Even though he asked the three ancestors of the Ning Family about him, he did not expect to get an answer from them.
To his surprise, this lady could actually give him an exact answer.
"So it’s you... Mistress Qing..." Ning Fan recalled his past memories and gradually remembered who this lady in green robes was.