Four guards followed Ning Zhuo closely.
Among them, two were in the Qi Refinent Realm, and two were in the Foundation Establishnt Stage, all sent by the Ning Family to Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo was now very important, providing trendous help to the Ning Family in exploring the Magma Fairy Palace. The attention from the Ning Family could be seen just by looking at these four guards.
When Ning Zhuo left the family's residence, he did not return ho imdiately.
He entered and exited several stores, purchasing many special bricks, array plates, and other items for formations.
The four guards noticed this and communicated telepathically.
"This kid Ning Zhuo wants to build his own cultivation secret room."
"This kind of secret room has good protective features and can shield divine sense. How will we monitor him in the future? Using magic artifacts would be too obvious."
"Report this to the Young Clan Leader."
"But honestly, this kid is really loaded."
"He's currently favored by the Young Clan Leader and supported by the joint resources of three families, so of course he is well-off."
After Ning Zhuo finished his purchases, he spent lavishly to hire an Array Master for the setup.
After leaving his residence in the morning, by the afternoon, a new small partition had been constructed in his bedroom.
The partition was entirely made of stone bricks, with a stone door that could move left and right, open and close, controlled by mana infusion and divine sense.
However, the formation was not yet fully set, so the small partition had little defensive power.
The two Qi Refinent Realm guards patrolled the periter, continuously circling the courtyard and the area outside.
The two Foundation Establishnt cultivators took positions, one hidden and one standing guard at Ning Zhuo's rear door, eyes closed in ditation.
As night fell.
Ning Zhuo opened his eyes, got up quietly, activated a switch, and entered the underground workspace.
"So young," a Foundation Establishnt cultivator murmured, with a knowing smile.
Ning Zhuo looked around the workspace, appearing nervous, as he first checked several places for any changes.
These were his detection asures. If anyone else had entered, these places would likely have changed.
But nothing had changed.
Under the divine sense monitoring of the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators, Ning Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, his brows smoothing and his whole body relaxing.
He strolled around the room, touching this and that, emanating an inner and outer sense of safety and comfort, as if he had returned to his own nest.
He sat down in a chair, stretched lazily, and yawned loudly.
After resting for a while, he stood up slowly.
He took out a ditation mat from his storage bag and placed it in the center of the room.
Sitting cross-legged, he also took out several bottles of elixirs and placed them in front of him.
Both the ditation mat and elixirs were objects that made the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators envious.
Though Ning Zhuo was only in the Qi Refinent Realm, his status as a standout in the three-family joint renovation team granted him a wealth of resources!
Before starting his cultivation, Ning Zhuo thought for a mont and then took out a handkerchief from his chest.
The handkerchief was as white as snow, soft in texture, and had no patterns.
Ning Zhuo infused mana into it.
Clouds gradually erged from the handkerchief, surrounding Ning Zhuo.
The clouds piled up, eventually covering Ning Zhuo completely.
Both Foundation Establishnt cultivators frowned deeply.
They communicated telepathically: "This seems like the Floating Cloud Handkerchief?"
"Yes, this magic artifact is produced in Flying Cloud Country."
"How did Ning Zhuo get it?"
"It might be his mother's relic. Don't you rember? The records ntioned that Ning Zhuo's mother, ng Yaoyin, was from Flying Cloud Country."
"Oh, I rember now! That must be it. What should we do now? We can't sense his cultivation situation anymore."
"The Floating Cloud conceals vision, and the handkerchief's concealing ability is strong. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so renowned."
"No matter. We just need to ensure Ning Zhuo's safety. Monitoring isn't the priority. Of course, we'll report this situation first thing in the morning."
Ning Zhuo had planned ahead and considered many scenarios.
As the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators guessed, the Floating Cloud Handkerchief was indeed his mother's relic.
Using this magic artifact, the clouds produced provided excellent concealnt.
With this cloud cover, it would be difficult to leak his cultivation situation.
Even if soone with Golden Eyes tried to see through it, the clouds would consu themselves intensely, giving Ning Zhuo ample warning and ti to adjust.
Of course, risks still existed.
The ans in the cultivation world were nurous, with countless talents and spells, so soone might have a thod to pierce through the clouds and observe Ning Zhuo's true situation without triggering the cloud's changes.
Ning Zhuo had considered this point.
But still, he had no choice. He had already put in his best efforts.
The four major powers had vast resources, and the renovation team's overall cultivation levels were advancing rapidly, making Ning Zhuo's previous defensive asures ineffective.
Zhu Xuanji's continuous investigations also brought imnse pressure.
Ning Zhuo had to seize the ti!
Prolonged defense would lead to defeat.
Even if he had ticulously built an anti-surveillance barrier over ten years, it would eventually collapse.
He had to seize the Magma Fairy Palace before everyone else!
Hence, taking so risks in these areas was necessary.
The Demon-infused Bloodline Technique refined essence blood.
The Five Elents Qi Regulation Art absorbed and exhaled mana.
The Mirror Stand Spirit Communication Technique honed divine sense.
He rotated through these three cultivation techniques, continuously consuming various precious elixirs. Even the ditation mat he was sitting on was an auxiliary magic artifact sent by the three-family alliance, enhancing Ning Zhuo's cultivation speed.
With the simultaneous progress in all three techniques, the advancents were visible to the naked eye.
"There's no problem with the cultivation techniques."
"But I can't practice spells, nor can I test the newly obtained divine ability prototype."
The thought of the Life-hanging Divine Ability prototype made Ning Zhuo itch to see its effects, but under the current circumstances, he had to endure.
At the peak of Fire Persimmon Mountain, amidst rolling clouds, ng Chong was also cultivating.
He floated in the air, eyes closed, still in a slumber.
The current City Lord of Fire Persimmon Immortal City, ng Kui, hovered above ng Chong, placing his hand on ng Chong's head.
He channeled mana, mobilized his essence, and infused it into ng Chong.
Since ng Chong was his own grandson, sharing the sa bloodline, ng Kui's essence blood could be naturally absorbed by ng Chong.
ng Chong benefited greatly, with the sunken eye sockets and protruding cheekbones gradually recovering at a visible speed.
However, ng Kui visibly weakened.
Although he was at the Nascent Soul Stage, his focus was on mana cultivation, with little effort spent on the body.
Of course, a Nascent Soul level cultivator would still have a bodily foundation stronger than most Golden Core body cultivators, even without specific attention to the body.
The key issue was the enormous loss.
The essence blood ng Kui donated had to undergo extensive purification, of which only a minimal portion could be absorbed by ng Chong. Though the loss was incredibly high, this thod ensured that ng Chong's essence blood remained extraordinarily pure, free from external impurities.
ng Kui had not wanted to do this but had no choice.
He knew that the three-family alliance was making considerable progress in exploring the Magma Fairy Palace.
ng Chong, still trapped in room three and comatose, had forced his hand.
"ng Chong, my grandson, you are to be the new master of the Magma Fairy Palace. Awaken quickly!" ng Kui transmitted.
ng Chong slowly opened his eyes: "Grandfather, I..."
ng Kui transmitted again, urging him to close his eyes and rest, to actively recuperate.
Cultivators treasured their essence, energy, and spirit.
ng Kui continuously replenished ng Chong's essence completely before stopping.
His face bore a sallow tinge, his gaze slightly dimd.
ng Chong, gaining his freedom, then recounted his experiences in room three.
ng Kui could never have suspected that the Golden Blood Battle Ape - Dasheng was a setup by another competitor. Stroking his beard in thought, he said after a mont: "Your martial skills lag behind the chanical monkey's by quite a bit, and even with special training, it will take a lot of ti."
"Your ti is very precious; you must seize the initiative!"
"I have a thod to quickly bridge the gap, but it is sowhat painful."
ng Chong was delighted and quickly said: "Grandfather, I do not know what pain is! What thod is it?"
"Thunderstrike," ng Kui stated.
ng Chong replied: "I strike what?"
ng Kui shook his head: "You get struck."
"What?"
ng Chong was about to continue speaking when a clap of thunder resounded, and a flash of blue light split the clouds.
ng Chong was hit hard, stunned on the spot. His entire body was charred black, hair standing up, smoke rising faintly.
Rumbling...
Peals of thunder echoed continuously within the clouds.
ng Chong gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, constantly recalling the image of the Golden Blood Battle Ape - Dasheng: "I will master this. I will reclaim my honor!"
At Ning Mansion.
Ning Xiaohui was also undergoing special training.
She extended her hands, plunging them into a basin filled with ice.
Instantly, a chilling force froze her to the bone, making her face turn pale, her body shivering occasionally.
"Hold on, Xiaohui." Ning Xiaohui's grandmother encouraged sternly beside her.
"Your Talent Ice Fat Jade Hands are the best way to suppress Ning Zhuo."
"Ning Zhuo's talent has not been asured yet, and even if it were, there might not be a mature thod to further develop it."
"You are different. Your Ice Fat Jade Hands have appeared many tis in our family."
"This is the advantage of a family.
"Our bloodline is shared, with similar cultivation techniques and resources."
"There are many ways to cultivate Ice Fat Jade Hands, all gradually explored by our ancestors."
Ning Xiaohui said with determination: "I understand, Grandma, the Ice Fat Jade Hands have always been my greatest advantage."
"Once the special training is complete, what's Ning Zhuo to ?"
At the Zhou Family.
Zhou Zeshen was connected to multiple tubes, with dicinal liquid continuously flowing into his body.
He cultivated with all his might.
At the Zheng Family.
Zheng Jian continuously practiced with chanical puppets, fully absorbed, lost in his efforts.
The struggle over the Magma Fairy Palace had long since begun and had now entered a fiercer stage.
Night deepened.
Yuan Er tossed and turned, unable to sleep or rest well.
Since the death of Yuan Dasheng, every night had been like this, leaving him feeling empty and insecure.
"Why isn't Uncle Dasheng's chanism ready yet?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go find Ning Zhuo!"
Within the Magma Fairy Palace.
The Golden Blooded War Ape - Dasheng quietly crouched in room three, indistinguishable from the stones and bricks when inactive.
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