Chapter 367

She intends to personally slay these four, one by one!

To reclaim the share of the Jiao Dragon's fortune that rightfully belonged to her mother... the Jiao Dragon's fortune!

For this, she did not hesitate to disguise herself as a man, practice sword techniques relentlessly, wander the Jianghu, and seek opportunities and power across the land to aid her revenge.

"Come to think of it, although she is in human form, flowing within her veins is... the blood of the Jiao Dragon."

Ning Chuan pondered silently in his heart, a strange curve forming at the corner of his lips.

"Moreover, it is the blood of the Jiao Dragon, burdened with the great fortune of heaven and earth."

"If... if I could subdue her, engage in dual cultivation with her, and devour her fortune."

"For me, the benefit would be so great that it would likely... be several times stronger than those so-called Earth Immortals and Jin Dan from before!"

"Perhaps it could even help me break through the realm in one stroke!"

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan suddenly felt a strong interest in this "Number One Beauty of the World" who had come uninvited.

"Let her... come in."

Ning Chuan said lightly, his voice carrying a hint of unquestionable authority.

Moments later.

Under the guidance of Xu Weixiong.

A figure, dressed in snow-white robes, carrying two ancient battle-blades, one long and one short on her back, with peerless beauty and a temperament as cold as snow, capable of freezing everything, slowly walked into this Tingchao Pavilion filled with authority and mystery.

Although she was of female form, between her brows lay an indescribable heroism and aloofness.

Those bright and clear eyes were like two brilliant stars, flashing with unyielding and determined light.

It was none other than the one hailed as the "Number One Beauty of the World," who carved out a mighty reputation in the iron and blood land of Northern Liang by her own strength... Nangong Puye!

When she entered Tingchao Pavilion and saw Ning Chuan, who sat in the main seat, radiant and handsome, so beautiful he seemed not of this mortal world.

Even with her indifferent nature, accustomed to seeing worldly beauty and caring not even for her own appearance.

She could not help but be slightly stunned, a hint of barely concealed awe and... shock flashing in those cold eyes!

She never expected that the Sea Jiao Lord, rumored in the Jianghu to be so divine that he could transform into a hundred-zhang Jiao Dragon and suppress Earth Immortals.

His true human form would actually... actually be so perfect! So... soul-subduing!

It was a beauty that transcended gender, transcending vulgar aesthetics to the extreme!

It was as if he was the most noble and most powerful existence between heaven and earth!

She could clearly feel the Jiao Dragon aura emanating from him, extremely similar to her mother's, yet far more powerful and far more pure... the Jiao Dragon aura!

Ning Chuan looked at this peerless woman in white before him, a playful curve forming at the corner of his lips, and asked calmly:

"Nangong Puye?"

"You pay respects to this King; what is your business?"

His voice, though not loud, carried a powerful pressure from a superior, making Nangong Puye feel a wave of palpitation.

Nangong Puye took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock and turmoil in her heart.

She bowed respectfully to Ning Chuan, clasping her fists, and said in a cold voice:

"Junior Nangong Puye pays respects to Your Majesty, the Long Wang."

"The reason for this junior's coming is a matter concerning the safety of the entire Northern Liang, and even the entire Central Plains."

She paused, then continued:

"According to the information this junior received, after learning that the Wang Fu of Northern Liang was destroyed, the Northern Liang Empress, Murong Yuyan, has issued an order."

"She has ordered her Grand Marshal of the Army, the War God Tuoba Pusa, to personally lead five hundred thousand elite troops south!"

"Their target is precisely this land of Northern Liang, which has just undergone the baptism of blood and fire and is waiting to be rebuilt!"

"Tuoba Pusa is the first warrior of Northern Liang; his strength has already reached the peak of the Earth Immortal realm, or even stronger. With the blessing of the army's killing intent from those five hundred thousand Northern Liang iron cavalry, his momentum is likely even greater than the combined might of the two Sword Gods before!"

"This junior is unworthy, but wishes to remain in Northern Liang to lend a hand to Your Majesty, the Long Wang, and jointly resist the Northern Liang army about to move south!"

Her words were spoken with righteous indignation and a sense of great justice, as if she truly came to help for the safety of the Central Plains.

However, upon hearing her words, Ning Chuan let out a light laugh, and those pale golden eyes were filled with mockery and the light of seeing through everything.

"Hehe, quite the high-sounding words."

"You wanting to help this King resist the Northern Liang army is false."

"You wanting to use this King's hand to eliminate one of the four enemies who stole a quarter of your mother's fortune—Tuoba Pusa—is the truth, is it not?"

With these words spoken!

The usually cold-as-snow beautiful face of Nangong Puye instantly lost all color, turning deathly pale!

Those bright eyes of hers were filled with unbelievable shock and horror!

She never expected that the secret hidden deepest in her heart, and the most painful one.

Would actually... actually be revealed so casually by the other party in a single sentence?!

This... how is this possible?!

This matter, besides herself, absolutely no second person knew!

Could this Jiao Dragon Lord before her... could he really possess that supreme supernatural power, rumored in legends, capable of deducing the secrets of heaven and seeing into the past and future?!

Seeing Nangong Puye in that state of being lost, as if stripped of all her disguises.

Ning Chuan continued in that indifferent voice, slowly recounting that tragic past filled with blood and tears:

"Your father, Xie Guanying, in order to steal your mother's Jiao Dragon fortune, dealt a fatal blow at the critical moment of your mother's Du Du Jie and ascension, causing her soul and spirit to be utterly destroyed."

"And that vast fortune was ultimately divided into four, creating the four supreme experts: Wang Wang Xianzhi, Tuoba Pusa, Han Han Shengxuan, and himself."

"And you, Nangong Puye, in order to avenge your mother and reclaim the fortune that rightfully belonged to her, practiced sword techniques relentlessly, wandered the Jianghu, and at any cost, intended to slay these four, one by one."

"What this Seat... said, is it incorrect?"

Nangong Puye listened as Ning Chuan recounted her background and obsession word for word.

She felt her entire body turn ice-cold, as if plummeting into an ice cavern!

The last shred of hope and her final line of defense in her heart collapsed completely!

She knew that before this existence standing before her, who was all-knowing like a god, any disguise and calculation appeared so ridiculous and pale.

She gave a bitter smile, her voice filled with endless bitterness and... a trace of relief?

She slowly turned around, as if... wanting to leave.

She knew her little schemes had long been seen through clearly by the other party.

Staying here any longer would only be inviting humiliation.

However, just as she prepared to take a step.

Brother Ning Chuan's voice, full of magnetism yet carrying an undeniable majesty, rang out again:

"Submit to me."

"This Seat can help you take revenge."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Puye's steps suddenly halted!

She slowly turned around, her clear and cold eyes filled with incredulous excitement and a trace of... wariness.

Looking at Brother Ning Chuan, her voice trembling slightly, she asked: "You... are you speaking the truth?"

Brother Ning Chuan did not answer her.

He merely shifted his mind, and a drop of refined blood, shimmering with dark-gold radiance and brimming with boundless vitality and the primordial power of the Flood Dragon, appeared at his fingertip.

"Swallow it. From now on, you shall be This Seat's person."

"Your grudge, This Seat will avenge for you."

His voice, though calm, contained a powerful confidence capable of making heaven and earth submit!

Nangong Puye looked at that drop of Flood Dragon refined blood emitting terrifying energy fluctuations, a fierce struggle flashing in her eyes.

She did not want to!

She did not want to become the plaything and furnace of this Flood Dragon King standing before her, like those women in the rumors!

Her mother was a Flood Dragon!

She knew better than anyone what terrifying power of control lay within that Flood Dragon refined blood!

Once swallowed, she would completely lose herself and become the other party's slave!

This ran counter to her proud, unyielding, freedom-seeking true heart!

Seeing Nangong Puye's struggling appearance, Brother Ning Chuan merely smiled playfully and did not urge her.

He knew that a woman of such high pride needed time to make a choice.

However, he believed she would, in the end, make the most "wise" decision.

Because she had no other choice.