Seeing that Ning Fan showed no signs of blaming him, Elder Luxx breathed a sigh of relief, sheathed his sword, and smiled politely at Ning Fan, saying, "Has the Rain Immortal Monarch co here today to find the young master?"
"Yes. You don’t need to guard here anymore. You may withdraw for today."
Ning Fan retracted the five Rain Immortal Swords. His brow’s rain star flickered slightly, and as he glanced at Elder Luxx, it unexpectedly gave Elder Luxx a jittery feeling.
He was a half-step into the Shedding Void realm, an old monster, yet from Ning Fan at this mont, he felt a sense of crisis.
It wasn’t a crisis brought about by external forces, but rather a crisis stemming from Ning Fan’s own power!
Elder Luxx swallowed, thinking to himself Ning Fan truly lived up to being a strong figure who made it through the twenty-four tombs; although a Ghost Immortal, his power was truly unfathomable.
He couldn’t make it through the twenty-four tombs... After all, the twenty-four tombs had tomb lords of the Shedding Void realm. Ning Fan could make it through, so his strength was naturally above his own...
"Heh heh, since the Rain Immortal Monarch does not wish for this old man to intrude, I shall temporarily take my leave."
Elder Luxx was sensible enough to exchange a few casual words with Ning Fan before bidding farewell and leaving.
On the low hill, only Ning Fan remained, looking at the palace at the foot of the hill, he smiled slightly. With a flicker, he appeared directly within the palace.
This sleeping palace only had a formation that isolated spirit sense, but no formation that prevented entry.
Inside the little demoness’s sleeping palace, there were many female disciples with low cultivation levels serving there.
Upon seeing Ning Fan’s arrival, a few Nascent Soul female cultivators who didn’t recognize him imdiately blocked Ning Fan, intending to question him, but were stopped by other female cultivators who knew Ning Fan’s identity.
"He is the Rain Immortal Monarch! He has the right to be here!"
"What! He is the Rain Immortal Monarch! Oh my, isn’t the Rain Immortal Monarch supposed to be green-faced, with fangs and three heads and eight arms? How could he turn out like this!"
"Looks harmless, but his status is actually so frightening!"
"Shh, silence! Don’t you want to live! So words should not be said carelessly!"
Ning Fan paid no attention to these low-level female cultivators, simply dismissed them temporarily.
He walked step by step towards the little demoness’s bedroom. Outside the bedroom, he slled a waft of tea fragrance.
Not the scent of Qilin Tea, but another kind of Spiritual Tea... Ning Fan wasn’t well-versed in Spiritual Tea, yet he could tell it was a kind of tea ticulously crafted to calm the spirit.
Moreover, there was a soft voice of laughter gently coming through,
"Hehe, husband is indeed mighty. That old bull Elder Luxx, no matter how I tried, I couldn’t get him to leave, but with just one word from husband, he was driven away. Truly worthy to be the inheritor of Ancient Chaos."
With such commotion upon Ning Fan’s arrival, the little demoness naturally would not be unaware.
Though the little demoness appeared all smiles now, there was a hint of restlessness in her heart.
With her cleverness, she already vaguely guessed Ning Fan’s purpose today... His visit this ti was to completely claim her, otherwise, he wouldn’t have dismissed everyone...
She understood that Ning Fan wanted to help her rid of her ceremonial sacrificial identity, but she wasn’t ntally prepared to roll in bed with soone...
As a demoness, how could she be eaten so casually?
"Hehe, Desire-calming Tea, calms the spirit, clears the heat and quells the fire... Any male cultivator who drinks it will have no desires for three months... If they arouse desires, it will cause nausea, vomiting, diarrhea and pain in certain parts to the point of bursting... It is ineffective for female cultivators..."
The little demoness rested one hand on her cheek while playing with the red clay stove on the table with the other, brewing Desire-calming Tea with a wicked smile.
She believed once Ning Fan drank this tea, he would be unable to feel desires toward her, and the business of rolling in bed would naturally not happen...
As Ning Fan pushed the door open and entered, the little demoness collected her mischievous smile and greeted Ning Fan with a harmless expression.
Once Ning Fan sat opposite her, she, as usual, took out the glass tea cup and poured him a cup of Spiritual Tea.
"Has husband’s injury already healed?" The little demoness blinked, seemingly innocently asking.
"Already healed, Aci needn’t worry." Ning Fan toyed with the tea cup in his hand, smiling slightly, as if he had discovered sothing, yet also as if he hadn’t.
"Husband saved from danger, helped rid of my ceremonial sacrificial identity, but this little woman has nothing to repay you with, can only toast you with tea instead of wine!"
The little demoness drank a cup of Spiritual Tea calmly and then looked at Ning Fan with beautiful eyes, seemingly urging him to drink together.
Ning Fan tapped his knuckles on the sandalwood table lightly, looking at the little demoness with a smile.
He might not know much about Spiritual Tea, but his senses for desire were extrely keen...
If one were to drink this Spiritual Tea, ordinary male cultivators might end up downtrodden for three months...
"Does Aci truly want to drink this cup of Spiritual Tea?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.
"Yes, husband seems to have a bit of fire, drink a cup of Spiritual Tea to cool down..." The little demoness returned Ning Fan a flirtatious smile.
"Alright, it is indeed ti to cool down... But just one cup of Spiritual Tea seems insufficient..."
Ning Fan picked up the glass teacup and drank it all in one go. The Desire-calming Tea entered his stomach but had almost no effect on him, who possessed the Six Desires Bone.
Seeing Ning Fan drink the Spiritual Tea, the little demoness imdiately gave a wicked smile, thinking she had succeeded.
However, Ning Fan stood up with no change in expression, and with a wave of his hand, he set up an Isolation Formation in the bedroom...
"Hehe, why does my husband set up a formation in my bedroom? Soone might think you want to do sothing to ..."
The little demoness wasn’t worried at all about what Ning Fan might do to her at this mont. She swayed her body and half leaned on the chaise longue, gently swaying her bare feet.
Her snow-white, smooth little feet swayed gently, as if deliberately trying to awaken Ning Fan’s desires and trigger the Spiritual Tea’s effects...
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she stretched lazily, revealing a large section of her white jade-like arm and let out a cat-like soft moan, incredibly enticing...
Her pair of eyes, like black gemstones, seed to drip water, looking at Ning Fan with a vague smile.
"Husband, I’m feeling so uncomfortable, please help !"
She was definitely doing it on purpose.
The little demoness was wantonly seducing Ning Fan, trying to stir up his desires and make the Desire-calming Tea effective...
She was waiting to see Ning Fan clutch a painfully swollen part of himself with a slight grimace. However, that scene seed to be delayed...
"Do you really want to seduce ?"
Ning Fan still smiled, unhurriedly pouring another cup of Spiritual Tea and drinking it in one go.
"Hehe, a little girl’s got nothing else to offer in return, so I can only give myself to you. Why doesn’t my husband co and take ? I’m feeling so uncomfortable..." The little demoness giggled but suddenly felt a sense of foreboding...
Before she could figure out where the ominous feeling ca from, Ning Fan had already stood up, walking step by step towards the chaise longue, his eyes showing a slight hint of desire, but the Desire-calming Tea had not taken effect...
"Miscalculation! This tea is ineffective on Little Fan Fan!"
The little demoness finally understood where her ominous feeling ca from. Her pretty face flushed red, and with a whoosh, she sprung up from the chaise longue, trying to make a swift escape.
Unfortunately, before taking two steps, she was directly restrained by iron-like arms. The next mont, she only felt her body lighten as Ning Fan lifted her horizontally, laid her on the chaise longue, and pressed down...
"Little Fan Fan, no!" The little demoness tried to push against Ning Fan’s chest with tears in her eyes but couldn’t move him.
She kicked her little foot directly towards a certain part of Ning Fan, but he simply grabbed her ankle and ran his hand along the smooth ankle up into her skirt...
The sound of fabric tearing was heard as the little demoness’s black skirt imdiately turned into a heap of torn cloth on the ground.
As Ning Fan’s hand caressed her, her breathing gradually turned rapid, panting continuously, her pretty face blushed to the point it could drip blood.
"Little Fan... Fan... no... don’t..." Her weak resistance couldn’t stop what was about to happen.
Her petite body was completely restrained, only to gradually sink into bliss...
Unable to stop, nor did she want to...
...
From the bedroom, at an unknown ti, low moans of pain mixed with pleasure gradually sounded.
It wasn’t until late at night that the moans slowly faded.
The red clay stove on the sandalwood table had long gone out, the air in the room was filled with a licentious atmosphere...
The little demoness lay naked, curled like a cat in Ning Fan’s arms, tears still seed to hang in her eyes, slumbering peacefully.
...
Ning Fan looked at the little demoness’s tear drops, feeling speechless...
Those tears were definitely fake. The first ti, it was him conquering her, but in the subsequent tis, it was her fiercely retaliating, plundering him...
Though he had tasted much of the little demoness’s flavor during the disaster of life and death, this ti was the most genuine, the most wonderful...
"Little Fan Fan... truly shaless... truly worthy of being the inheritor of Ancient Chaos... I like it..." The little demoness murmured in her sleep, her words making Ning Fan both want to laugh and cry once more.
But when he turned his gaze inward, Ning Fan’s expression turned sowhat grave.
After the clouds and rain, there was unexpectedly a strange, indescribable power inside Ning Fan.
In his blood, a trace of dark substance had appeared...
If previously, during the Blood Fusion Calamity, so Calamity Blood had erged within him, then this ti, after rolling with the little demoness, a thread of Dark Blood had appeared inside him...
Manipulating the power of the Dark Blood within him, Ning Fan extended his hand, and with a thought...
Outside the bedroom, in the night, threads of dark power imdiately gathered towards his palm...
"This is... Palm Position Power!"
Ning Fan’s gaze suddenly changed, as a hint of Dark Blood erged within him, he could actually mobilize a trace of Palm Position Power from the Dark Dao Principle!
In the past, he could only rely on the power of Rain Yin Yang to activate a trace of Palm Position Power from the Rain Dao Principle, but now, he had gained another Dark Dao Principle!
"This Dark Blood... Could it be the reason the Dark Clan targeted the Xiao Family’s female cultivators?"
Ning Fan’s gaze turned cold, as if he had an epiphany.
To the Dark Clan, the Palm Position Power of the Dark Dao Principle was definitely considered a supre treasure.
Through Dual Cultivation, he could seize the Dark Blood of the Xiao Family female cultivators, but this Dark Blood was only a trace...
If through Bell Sacrifice, the Xiao Family female cultivators’ Spirit could be refined into wine, could he obtain more Dark Blood...
Ning Fan’s palm covered the tender body of the little demoness, closing his eyes, he sensed the condition inside the little demoness using the power of dicine Soul.
At this mont, the original Dark Blood in the little demoness’s blood had already faded by ninety percent.
The remaining ten percent was slowly evaporating away...
Her Dark Blood had been taken by Ning Fan, from today onward, she had no value for the Dark Clan...
Ning Fan withdrew the power of dicine Soul, opened his eyes, and looked at the sleeping little demoness with a complex expression.
At this mont, he thought of Senluo, thought of Xiao Qianyu... Senluo seed to have never understood why Xiao Qianyu was targeted by the Dark Clan until his death.
He sacrificed his life to revive Xiao Qianyu, not knowing if she still had Dark Blood inside her, not knowing if she would be targeted by the Dark Clan again...
A trace of fatigue surged within him, Ning Fan embraced the little demoness, sinking into deep sleep.
For over ten days afterward, Ning Fan directly stayed in the little demoness’s sleeping quarters, purposely causing the entire Godly Void Pavilion to know that the little demoness was no longer pure and had fallen into his hands.
Thus, the little demoness’s qualification as a sacrifice was completely lost.
On Dongming Star, a nacing black escape light approached rapidly, stepping on four layers of dark clouds!
The person stepping on dark clouds was undoubtedly a Dark Clan master, who road freely on Dongming Star, not to be obstructed by anyone!
This was a young master from the Dark Clan, possessing mid-stage Enlightennt cultivation, following a certain powerful figure from the Dark Clan, to Godly Void Pavilion to deliver Dark Star Fruit.
For so unknown reason, he headed straight for the little demoness’s sleeping quarters, with a hint of anger in his eyes!
He ca here only to verify one thing! To verify if the little demoness was no longer pure, if the Dark Blood was truly lost!
"Has the Dark Blood really been lost?"
"Will our clan’s wine-sharing festival after a thousand years be unable to proceed as planned?"
"Without Dark Blood, even if I beco an emperor one day, I will not be able to achieve Palm Position!"
"What of the inheritor of Ancient Chaotic Grand Emperor! Why fear the disciple of soone already dead! The clan’s ancestors, after cultivating for too many years, their courage has beco smaller and smaller!"
"Not only ten Dark Star Fruits were surrendered, but even the Dark Blood was handed over willingly, how hateful!"
The youth rushed all the way, yet when he approached the sleeping quarters, he was intercepted by a sword light.
The one blocking him turned out to be Elder Luxx.
"A master from the Dark Clan!" Elder Luxx’s heart slightly trembled, but still made a move to stop the Dark Clan youth.
"Who are you, why do you trespass into the Godly Void Pavilion’s young master’s quarters!" Elder Luxx asked neither humbly nor arrogantly.
With Ancient Chaotic Grand Emperor having frightened away the Dark Clan, the masters of the Godly Void Pavilion were now not as intimidated by the Dark Clan as before, showing so confidence.
The Dark Clan youth frowned, clearly dissatisfied at being stopped, narrowing his eyes dangerously and coldly said, "I am An Wuya! The Dark Clan’s Ninth Young Emperor!"
"The Ninth Young Emperor!"
Upon hearing this, Elder Luxx’s gaze imdiately shook.
Those who obtained the status of the Dark Clan’s Young Emperor generally have the potential to achieve the position of Immortal Emperor in this lifeti.
An Wuya was actually the Dark Clan’s Ninth Young Emperor, Elder Luxx dared not treat him lightly.
"You, step aside! I want to see Xiao Qianci!" An Wuya said aggressively.
Elder Luxx frowned slightly, did not step aside, but also did not utter words that might anger An Wuya, only indicating through actions that he would not make way.
"Courting death! Dark Art, Heaven Collapse!"
An Wuya coldly snorted and grabbed with five fingers, imdiately countless black cracks fiercely tore open in the sky.
In an instant, millions of black crow phantom shadows appeared in the world, igniting spontaneously upon ergence.
A sound of Heaven Collapse instantly spread, at the mont the sky was torn, a giant dark claw fiercely grasped down from the rift, rushing towards Elder Luxx.
Elder Luxx’s gaze sank, imdiately wielding the Acquired Immortal Sword, changing the sword formula, sword light galloped across the sky.
The sword light confronted the dark claw, unexpectedly both disintegrated and lted away, extrely peculiar.
An Wuya snorted disdainfully, the giant dark claw shattered into countless crow shadows, crashing towards Elder Luxx.
Elder Luxx expanded a sword net, attempting to block the crows, but those crows directly penetrated the sword net, rushing into Elder Luxx’s body.
At the mont of crow entry, An Wuya’s finger sign changed, countless crows imdiately detonated inside Elder Luxx’s body.
In just a mont, the noble Elder Luxx, who had stepped half into the Shedding Void Realm, was severely injured by An Wuya of the mid-stage Enlightennt, his face extrely shocked!
"Dark Crow Physique!" Elder Luxx exclaid in shock.
If it weren’t for An Wuya possessing such an astonishing physique, it would be impossible for him to defeat Elder Luxx with mid-stage Enlightennt cultivation.
The giant duel’s reverberation imdiately alerted nurous Ancestral Pavilion masters.
Even Ning Fan and the little demoness in the sleeping quarters were both alard.
Nurous disciples of the Ancestral Pavilion watched the unfolding scene with disbelief, unable to believe that the noble Elder Luxx, who was half stepped into the Shedding Void, could be defeated by a mid-stage Enlightennt master.
Even though this mid-stage Enlightennt master was from the Dark Clan, the displayed battle prowess was indeed sowhat astonishing.
Ning Fan and the little demoness walked out of the sleeping quarters together, one in white clothes like a god, one in a black dress like ink.
Upon seeing them erge, An Wuya’s gaze imdiately sank.
The little demoness’s current aura clearly indicated she was no longer a maiden... that is to say, her Dark Blood had indeed been seized!
An Wuya’s gaze then fell on Ning Fan, snorted disdainfully.
"Are you the inheritor of Ancient Chaos? The first in this year’s Godly Void Pavilion Tomb competition?"
"What if I am?" Ning Fan furrowed his brow slightly, and said calmly.
"Battle , and if defeated, you’ll die!" An Wuya laughed coldly.
"Not interested."
Ning Fan grabbed the little demoness and intended to return to the sleeping quarters.
However, An Wuya waved his big hand, and suddenly millions of black crows charged towards Ning Fan with a fierce killing intent.
"The inheritor of Ancient Chaos is nothing special! The Ancient Chaos Tao System is not worth ntioning!" An Wuya grinned coldly, showing white teeth.
In this strike, he aid to kill! Clan mbers dared not touch Ning Fan, but he wanted to see what made Ning Fan untouchable!
Ning Fan’s gaze suddenly turned icy cold, he spun around fiercely, his eyes spilling murderous intent, his form flickered and disappeared from his original position.
An Wuya’s provocation he might ignore... but daring to insult the Ancient Chaos Tao System, that he would not allow!
Even though he never called Ancient Chaos his master, invisibly, he had long regarded Ancient Chaos as his teacher.
His master, can never be insulted!
At this mont, he directly unsealed the Rain Star on his brow!
At this mont, his aura almost approached the Peak Crossing Truth Realm!
No one saw how Ning Fan made a move, millions of crow shadows had already all collapsed.
A sense of crisis suddenly descended upon him, and before An Wuya could react, he was suddenly struck by an irresistible Rain Intent, imdiately suffering heavy strikes, retreating while vomiting blood in mid-air.
A white-clothed figure slowly appeared before his eyes.
Looking at this white-clothed figure once again, An Wuya’s heart suddenly developed an inexplicable sense of fear!
"Dark Clan Ninth Young Emperor, An Wuya..." Ning Fan’s gaze flashed coldly, boundless blood flas instantly extended crazily from his feet, the baleful qi and devilish aura enveloping the world!
"Just now, dare you say it again!"
Dare you!
Dare you!!!
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