Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 58: The Youth Wields a Sword, Solely to Annihilate the Ning Family!
"My Uncle Master said that if our Grandmaster refuses, he’ll defect from Huang Quan."
Ning Xuan grimaced. "I have no plans to join any sect for the time being," he said quickly.
Mo Ji spoke up, "Junior Martial Uncle, please don’t be hasty. My Uncle Master said that’s the last resort. He still has a master plan."
"What master plan?" Ning Xuan asked.
Mo Ji looked left and right, then whispered, "To sleep with... no, to persuade our Junior Martial Aunt."
"Junior Martial Aunt?"
"Yes, my Uncle Master also has a junior martial sister. Our Grandmaster is terrified of... I mean, he cherishes her the most."
Ning Xuan immediately shook his head. "Senior, you’ve misunderstood me. I only came here because Old Wang asked me to deliver something. I have no other intentions."
Old Wang’s junior martial sister... she has to be at least seventy or eighty years old. Seeing the suggestive look in Mo Ji’s eyes, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Just as Mo Ji was about to speak, an urgent voice came from outside, "Steward, terrible news!"
"What is it?"
"Ning... Ning Xuan! The Chu Family has posted Ning Xuan’s portraits all over The Capital, and they’ve traced him to our Bi Luo Palace! They’ll be here before long!"
Mo Ji’s expression remained neutral. "Understood. You’re dismissed."
As the person outside left, Ning Xuan also made to leave.
Smiling, Mo Ji stopped him. "Junior Martial Uncle, it’s just the Chu Family. They wouldn’t dare do anything to Bi Luo Palace."
Before Ning Xuan could speak, he added, "Although our Bi Luo Huang Quan can’t compare to the three top-tier powers, we’re not some pushover anyone can trifle with."
Ning Xuan shook his head. "I’ve offended more than just the Chu Family. There’s also the Martial God Temple, Su Yue Zhai, and the Ning Family. I’ll handle this myself."
"How will you handle it? Not long ago, the Chu Family dispatched an enforcement team and ten Human Realm experts. You’re only in the Profound Realm, right? The gap in strength is too great!"
Ning Xuan was somewhat surprised. He hadn’t expected Mo Ji to remain so composed after hearing the opponents he faced, especially since Mo Ji was clearly aware of their strength.
As if guessing Ning Xuan’s thoughts, Mo Ji chuckled. "It’s true that we at Bi Luo Palace don’t cultivate Martial Arts, but our Mechanical Techniques aren’t just for show. And even if we were to be outmatched, we can still call for backup."
Ning Xuan instinctively asked, "Who would you call?"
"Our Junior Martial Aunt. She’s a formidable fighter," Mo Ji said, his face filled with pride.
"I will handle my own affairs. However, there is something I need your help with."
Ning Xuan disliked owing favors. Besides, who said you had to face powerful enemies head-on?
Mo Ji instinctively asked, "What is it?"
Ning Xuan smiled. "I’ll tell you when I get back."
"Where are you going?"
"Where is the Ning Family? Please point me in the right direction."
Mo Ji’s eyes narrowed as he pointed toward a specific location.
Ning Xuan thanked him.
"Junior Martial Uncle, I will see you out the back door."
This time, Ning Xuan didn’t refuse.
At the back door of Bi Luo Palace, watching Ning Xuan depart, Mo Ji spat out a single word: "Badass!"
This new Junior Martial Uncle of theirs was strong not just in talent, but in intellect.
When the Ning Family came from Wuling City in Dong Yang County, their strongest member had a cultivation that had just barely reached the Profound Realm. Although six years had passed, Ning Yang had procured many resources for the Ning Family from the Martial God Temple’s Sub-Hall. The Ning Family were also frequent customers at Bi Luo Palace. Despite all this, their strongest member was still Ning Yang’s grandfather, Ning Qianzheng, who had only just recently entered the Human Realm.
By going to the Ning Residence, Ning Xuan was effectively redirecting the entire crisis. After all, if Ning Xuan really managed to topple the Ning Family, it would be an undeniable declaration of war against Ning Yang! As the Divine Child of the Martial God Temple, Ning Yang would absolutely never allow anyone else to harm Ning Xuan.
"No wonder he’s been so calm and composed! I’m afraid that from the moment he decided to storm the Fiery Sun Sect, he was already prepared to make a move on the Ning Family!" Mo Ji muttered to himself, seeing Ning Xuan in a new light.
"Steward, the experts from the Chu Family have arrived!" A voice jolted Mo Ji back to his senses.
He nodded and made his way to the main hall. Outside the hall, eleven Human Realm experts from the Chu Family stood in a line, their Majestic Pressure palpable.
"Steward Mo, our apologies for the intrusion today. We have come for one reason only," the leader said, cupping his fist in a respectful gesture.
Bi Luo Palace is not only renowned for its Mechanical Techniques but is also the largest merchant guild on the continent. Unless absolutely necessary, not just the Chu Family, but even the three great powers would not offend them lightly.
"I know why you’re here. To be honest, Ning Xuan was indeed here a moment ago, but you’re too late. He bought some Healing Pills and has already left."
"However, our men didn’t see him leave."
Mo Ji’s expression darkened. "What? Are you suggesting I’m harboring him? Fine..."
He stepped aside, making a welcoming gesture. "You may enter Bi Luo Palace and search as you please."
The man gave a sycophantic smile. "Steward Mo jests. Of course, we trust your integrity. Apologies for the disturbance. We have important matters to attend to today. In a few days, I will host a banquet at Chunfeng Tower. I would be honored if you would grace us with your presence, Steward Mo."
With that, he led his men away. As they retreated, the leader descended the steps from the entrance and gave a cold command to his subordinates, "Keep your eyes sharp. The moment he appears, act immediately!"
"Yes, sir!" they responded in unison.
Mo Ji re-entered Bi Luo Palace.
「Meanwhile.」
Just two streets away from Bi Luo Palace, a vast complex of buildings appeared before Ning Xuan.
This place was originally the Prince’s Mansion. After Ning Yang’s family arrived in The Capital, the King himself had issued the decree and personally inscribed its new name!
The Prince’s Mansion had become the current Ning Residence.
Just as Mo Ji had guessed, Ning Xuan had come here with only one purpose: to annihilate the Ning Family.
The Ning Family hailed from Wuling City, and besides Ning Yang, the rest of the clan was mediocre in talent. In six years, how strong could such a family possibly have become?
Only by leveling the Ning Family could he consolidate all his crises into one.
Though the Ning Family’s overall strength was not formidable, the title of the Martial God Temple’s Divine Child shone too brightly. As a result, the wide-open gates of the Ning Residence before Ning Xuan were as busy as a marketplace.
It was exceptionally lively.
"I am Ning Xuan! I come alone today with the sole purpose of destroying the Ning Family! All uninvolved parties, please make way at once!"
Ning Xuan’s voice boomed, echoing to the heavens.
BOOM!
It was like a clap of thunder. Not only did everyone present turn to stare at him, but all across The Capital, anyone who heard the declaration was left utterly astounded.
Immediately, countless people began rushing toward the Ning Residence, including the group of Chu Family experts who had been waiting outside Bi Luo Palace.
"Did I hear that right? A boy wants to single-handedly destroy the family of the Martial God Temple’s Divine Child?!"
"Ning Yang is the Divine Child, the future master of the Martial God Temple, a future ruler of this land! How does he dare?!"
The entire Capital was in an uproar, the news spreading like wildfire and capturing everyone’s attention.
"Ning Yang! Six years ago, you disregarded the bonds of blood to steal my Bloodline! You then ruthlessly slaughtered sixty-two members of my branch of the family! In an act of ultimate depravity, you even destroyed our ancestral Spirit Tablets! Today, I will let you, too, taste the bitter sorrow of having your family destroyed!"
Ning Xuan’s roar was like thunder. His aura erupted, and the will to fight surged in his eyes.
He would level this place and reduce Ning Yang’s entire line to dust.
"Audacious! Who do you think you are, coming here to run wild?!"
"Boy, the Divine Child’s cultivation is miraculous, his knowledge divine! How could he possibly steal your Bloodline? Spout any more nonsense, and I’ll kill you where you stand!" someone at the entrance to the Ning Residence shouted.
Ning Xuan said nothing more.
HUMMM!
The Soft Sword in his hand suddenly went taut.
"Slash!"
With a low cry, Ning Xuan raised the longsword high and slashed down fiercely.
