Who permitted you to call me Little Lan?! Lan Mei felt a little ashamed in her heart. This was her infant name. No one else other than her mother dared to call her this name.
Then, she felt a cooling and refreshing sensation coming from below her body. It made her relax. She was surprised to discover that the meridians in her lower body was circulating smoothly, and she had broken through to the intermediate Harmonious Spirit realm!
If there was no Ning Fan, she might just be a lonely girl who always put up an arrogant facade in front of everyone. Ning Fan’s appearance had not only given her warmth, but also the happiness that a woman should have.
Thank you…
She smiled sweetly.
When Ke Er saw Lan Mei’s face, she became more startled than seeing ghosts.
Eh! Miss smiled so sweetly for the first time!
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The night had passed. Ning Fan returned to Dual Cultivation Palace and went immediately into seclusion. Lan Mei’s illness had been treated. Another problem was resolved before his seclusion.
The Profound Yin Qi was located at the fifth level of Dark Sparrow’s grave. Although Ning Fan had never been to that place before, he didn’t think that he could find it when even Void Fragmentation old experts could not. In that case, he would just put that matter aside until it was the right time.
The pills had also been delivered to Ning City. During his seclusion, he expected that the Three Black Demon Guards would have significant improvements.
So there was only one more thing before he went into a long-period of seclusion.
“Bone Sovereign…”
Cold light and killing intent flickered in his eyes. He was waiting, waiting for Bone Sovereign to make a move, to leave Sinister Sparrow Sect and massacre the clans outside! At that time, he would follow the Bone Sovereign and kill him!
He waved, taking out an old and ancient book. It was no doubt the Characterless Heavenly Scripture.
Nothing was recorded inside this scripture as if it was functionless. The only valuable thing in this scripture was the four words on the cover.
DEATH FOR THE MONARCH!
The killing intent from these four words was more than ten million times greater than Ning Fan’s and the handwriting was very mature.
When his eyes fell upon these four words, the killing intent inside of him found a way to use a catharsis that was beyond peace.
This Characterless Heavenly Scripture seemed functionless, but he had found some valuable thing inside this waste material.
That was Restrain Killing Intent!
He stood up, walked towards the windowsill, spread open the rice papers and wielded the ink brush, attempting to imitate the handwriting of the scripture.
The four words—Death for the Monarch—were askew and crooked like a reptile.
Ning Fan’s handwriting wasn’t good. He was very poor when he was young and it was considered rare that he knew a few words. After acquiring the Ancient Chaos’ Memory, his knowledge had virtually reached a terrifying stage, but that didn’t make his handwriting any better.
However, he wasn’t concerned about how beautiful or ugly his handwriting was. What he cared about was the charm within those characters. The way he imitated the author’s style of writing seemed as if he was also imitating the age of the words.
Lyre-playing, chess, calligraphy and painting could help enhance one’s mental state. Ning Fan’s mental condition was getting more peaceful while his mental state was being enhanced unnoticeably.
He seemed to understand something from the calligraphy.
He felt that killing intent might not be strong enough even if you display them openly. Sometimes, it would become much sharper if you concealed them.
An obscure person amazed the world with a single brilliant feat. A man who didn’t fly, pierced through the heaven in the first attempt. A restrained aura could allow one to burst forth. A saved-up aura could allow one to enhance the aura!
The only regret was that no matter what, he couldn’t imitate the four characters that had the trace of lasting and undiminished appeal.
But this didn’t disrupt him from consolidating his mental state from calligraphy.
The first day, Wang Yao had yet to leave the Deacon Palace probably because he had expended substantial amount of his magical power.
On the second day, he left the Deacon Palace but only to meet a few elders, and then he returned to the palace.
On the third day, there was no movement about Wang Yao.
Ning Fan wasn’t in a hurry. On the third day, as Wang Yao remained immobile, he would be immobile as well.
That proud woman, Bai Lu hadn’t come to disturb him, perhaps it was because of that night. After learning Ning Fan’s true cultivation base and the truth about the plucking, she had secluded herself in her room for several days, as if she was still in a bad mood. Not only her virginity had been snatched away by Ning Fan, she had also been deceived for a few times!
However, to Ning Fan’s surprise, that woman didn’t come yelling to murder him.
No one had come to interrupt him. In three days, he had written a thick pile of rice papers. He could now restrain his killing intent naturally. His mental state had improved compared to three days ago.
At the same time, the words he wrote were looking better. It looked more fluent and mature. There was a sharp light hidden in between the strokes of those words.
He was sitting near the windowsill, closing his eyes, but his hands were casually writing the four words with the ink brush.
As the night fell, he stopped writing all of a sudden. A sharp light of killing intent flashed past his eyes!
At this moment, a grey-robed youth turned into light that was undetectable by people’s eyes and ears, and rushed out of the grand formation of Sinister Sparrow Sect!
Wang Yao had moved!
“You will die tonight!”
Ning Fan’s killing intent surged in his eyes; the rice papers on the table were blown away by the wind.
He rode on the moonlight and gently created a temporary opening on the formation of Sinister Sparrow Sect with a slash of his Separation Slayer. Then, he casted the Falsifying Art Chant to conceal himself and headed towards Wang Yao’s direction stealthily.
The direction seemed to be leading to where Western Hu Clan was located. Perhaps this was the clan that Wang Yao targeted.
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In the Dual Cultivation Palace, a woman in thin garment was looking out of her window with complicated eye expression and saw the departing Ning Fan under the moonlight.
She was Bai Lu.