Chapter 1352: Chapter 1341: Invincible Ascetic
“Ladies, let’s drink.”
Ning Fan laughed heartily, spreading his arms to embrace the four enchanting beauties.
“Master, let serve you a drink.”
Crimson wine turned into a bloodline sliding into the small cherry mouth, then passed to Ning Fan’s mouth through a kiss.
Just then, the room’s door was kicked open with a bang.
Gazing at the three n and one woman who barged in, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the accompanying girls, with the mature woman’s flustered expression fully demonstrating the intruders’ ill intentions.
Ning Fan glanced sideways at the young man standing in the front, then said indifferently, “Ignore him, darling, let’s continue drinking.”
Such arrogant behavior indeed infuriated the young man, “Kid, you’re quite bold, daring not to put , Wei Ke, in your eyes.”
“Scram!”
Ning Fan shouted, his deep voice like thunder resonating, rolling towards the three people.
With a bang!
Wei Ke himself was unscathed, but the two Object-Manipulating Realm followers beside him were imdiately knocked out of the room by the sound waves.
“Useless!”
Wei Ke cursed lowly, then grinned ferociously, “I must try you out, see what you’re made of!”
With those words, a Peak of True Origin aura erupted from Wei Ke’s body.
This indiscriminate aura oppression directly frightened the group of won into a state of shock.
The mature woman trembled forcibly as she crawled out the door.
“I didn’t expect you to be at the Peak of True Origin as well.”
Ning Fan finally understood the source of Wei Ke’s arrogance.
“Hmph! Now you know. I want to see if you’re as formidable as that slut said.”
Seeing the eight won on the verge of fainting, Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with sharpness.
“Relying on sacrifice to enhance strength, what use is Peak of True Origin, still trash.”
With these words, the previously calm room seed like it was swept by a typhoon, with the sound of a howling gale.
The oppressive force surged like tidal waves, carrying a mountain-crushing montum, sweeping towards Wei Ke, completely dispersing his aura.
When he ntioned “trash,” the waves suddenly accelerated, a sharp whistling sound flashed by, and Wei Ke seed to be slapped, his entire body was instantly flung out.
Had it not been for the wall behind him, who knows how far he would have flown.
“Not so cocky now, are you?”
Wei Ke spat blood, speaking with a hint of dread, “You… you’re an Ascetic!”
“Ascetic!”
Upon hearing these three words, everyone present’s gaze at Ning Fan underwent a dramatic change.
The mature woman’s expression fluctuated several tis, with both shock and regret.
If she had known Ning Fan was an Ascetic, perhaps she could have defused this misunderstanding.
In Ancient Sky City, no one dared to ignore an Ascetic.
Becoming an Ascetic not only required a resilient mindset, overcoming the temptation of sacrifice, and enduring the tedium of quiet cultivation.
It also required extrely high cultivation talent, otherwise, it would be difficult to achieve great success before life’s end.
Moreover, once becoming an Ascetic, even if they have only sacrificed once,
the originally pure True Qi would deteriorate, no matter how refined it becos, it can never return to its forr purity.
That ans only one path remains, making the initial tribulations entirely futile.
It is precisely due to such harsh conditions that the number of Ascetics is extrely rare.
Used to relying on sacrifice for strength, more and more people take shortcuts.
Therefore, it’s no exaggeration to call each Ascetic a dragon among n.
Especially a Peak of True Origin Ascetic, enough to cause a sensation in Ancient Sky City.
The reason Ascetics have such a resounding reputation is precisely because they are invincible at the sa Realm, and can even rely on pure True Qi and adept Martial Technique to potentially kill across levels.
Though both at Peak of True Origin, Wei Ke was no match for Ning Fan, a testant to this truth.
“Weren’t you quite arrogant earlier? Enjoying each ‘master’ you uttered.”
Ning Fan’s gaze grew increasingly murderous, initially just wanting to find a scapegoat, not expecting the other to cross his line.
Besides Ning Qiankun, anyone calling themselves “master” in front of Ning Fan either hadn’t been born or was awaiting reincarnation.
“Today, I’ll teach you how to behave properly.”
Noticing the chill in Ning Fan’s eyes, the mature woman was frightened out of her wits, “No, he’s the eldest from the Wick Family.”
“It’s the eldest I’m stomping on.”
A cold glint flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes as he lifted his foot and stomped heavily on Wei Ke’s chest,
“Ugh…”
Wei Ke imdiately spewed a mouthful of black blood.
“With a cultivation at Peak of True Origin, yet the refinent of True Qi isn’t even on par with Object-Manipulating Peak.”
Recalling Wei Ke’s feeble display, Ning Fan was truly speechless.
If Wei Ke had directly begun fighting, perhaps relying on bizarre moves, a few exchanges might have been possible, losing more honorably.
But this fool dared to compete in aura, purely bringing disgrace upon himself.
The gap between them was like a hot knife through butter.
Ning Fan’s montum, like an unstoppable force, didn’t even give Wei Ke ti to use a True Qi Protective Circle, leaving him heavily injured.
“Don’t be so arrogant in your next life.”
Hearing these words, the mature woman was scared senseless, imdiately kowtowing in plea, “Young Ning, please let Young Master Wei go.”
“Young Ning, please. Otherwise, we’ll be finished too, dragged down as collateral.”
Looking at the won pleading on their knees, Ning Fan hesitated, feeling uneasy about implicating them.
Wei Ke, wide-eyed, pointed at Ning Fan, stamring, “You… you…”
Hearing these words, a cold smile crept on Ning Fan’s lips. If Wei Ke intended to use these won as leverage, it would only lead to his miserable end.
“You are Ning Fan!”
Upon hearing Wei Ke finally utter this, Ning Fan’s expression shifted slightly, “You know ?”
“Cough… cough…”
Coughing up blood, Wei Ke nodded, “An Ascetic at the Peak of True Origin has arrived in Ancient Sky City. This news has spread throughout the city.”
“Seems the news leaked upon entering the city.”
Back then, many witnessed Ning Fan’s unleashed aura, even the gate official gave him a pass.
“I rember now.”
The mature woman shouted excitedly, “Young Ning, so you’re the Ascetic cultivating in the landfill.”
“Heavens. So the rumored person is truly Young Ning.”
“Indeed, Young Ning, cultivating in the west landfill, even the thought disgusts .”
“I thought it was a lie. Never expected to serve the real person. Praise the Sun God for granting the blessing to et Young Ning.”
…
Reading their words literally and tone-wise, the people’s remarks conveyed admiration, respect, and praise,
yet Ning Fan couldn’t feel the slightest joy.
“Ning Fan, the landfill Ascetic.”
The re thought of that title made Ning Fan wish to silence them for good.
But the genuine reverence in their eyes didn’t deceive, they had no sense of Ning Fan’s cultivation in the landfill being inappropriate, instead respecting this fierce commitnt to asceticism all the more.
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