Chapter 240: Why Talk About Morality with Demonic Cultivators?!

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"Alright, the position of patriarch, you can compete fairly in the future. The old man will not intervene in the routine affairs of the Ning family."

"Work hard, according to your age and talent, it is not impossible to take charge of the entire Ning family in the future."

"But now... impossible!"

"A mere Qi Condensation junior, if he becomes a patriarch, who can look up to the Ning family?"

"Fine, fine." Unlike Ning Zhuo sighed and raised his eyes full of expectation again, "Then Ancestor, appoint me as the young patriarch. In the future, when I inherit the position of patriarch, it will be justified."

Ning Jiufan:...

"Unlike Ning Zhuo, don't mention such requests again!" His tone was even more displeased.

"Fine, fine." Unlike Ning Zhuo curled his lips, "Then please Ancestor, bestow some magic treasures, such as magic clothes, precious armor, etc., for my self-protection, is that okay?"

"I am going to take risks as bait, not afraid of ten thousand, just afraid of one. With magic treasures on my body, triggered instantly, I can also feel a little at ease."

Ning Jiufan shook his head and told Unlike Ning Zhuo that magic treasures could not be bestowed at will, worrying that the assassin would detect from afar that Unlike Ning Zhuo had magic treasures on his body and would not take action.

Unlike Ning Zhuo asked for the Ice Heart Technique again.

Ning Jiufan scolded him for being greedy, saying that this technique was the foundation of the family. Unlike Ning Zhuo's contribution to the family was far from meeting the standard, so how could he be taught the Ice Heart Technique?

Ning Jiufan warned him not to try to take this opportunity to make excessive demands and violate the family's rules.

Unlike Ning Zhuo suddenly turned his eyes and mentioned: "Ancestor is above, can I split the family?"

"After splitting the family, I don't have to be the patriarch or young patriarch of the main family anymore. I am directly the patriarch of the branch family, isn't that beautiful!"

Ning Jiufan was so angry that his beard blew and his eyes widened: "Evil obstacle! At such a young age, you actually want to split the family? And you dare to propose it in front of me; do you want to die? Or do you want to be locked in the dungeon for life?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Ancestor, listen to me."

"You see, you and Lord Zhu Xuanji are very close. The three families of Fire Persimmon Xiancheng are all very close. This is correct."

"But there is also great risk in this. In case in the future, Lord Zhu fails to compete and does not become the Master of the Lava Immortal Palace."

"By then, he will pat his butt and leave, but our Ning family will still be making a living in Fire Persimmon Xiancheng."

"You see, even a farmer knows that all eggs cannot be put in one basket."

"So, you and the main branch lean on Lord Zhu, and I take some branches to split the family and rely on the incumbent City Lord's Mansion Meng family."

"In this way, no matter which side wins in the end, our Ning family can stand in an invincible position."

Ning Jiufan:...

Zhu Xuanji:...

You don't say, these words of Unlike Ning Zhuo really make sense!

Ning Jiufan took this thought and said to Zhu Xuanji: "The child of my clan, childish words, wild thoughts, let Lord Zhu see a joke, see a joke."

Zhu Xuanji sighed faintly: "This is indeed a technique for the family to last long."

"For example, the first family among cultivators—the Gu family. Gu Tian and Gu Le are the Left Minister and National Teacher of the hostile two countries, White Mang Country and Flood Wave Country."

"This phenomenon is indeed common."

Ning Jiufan hurriedly continued to make up: "Hmph, Unlike Ning Zhuo is too young and short-sighted. If he knew that the City Lord's Mansion is the one who really wants his life, he would definitely laugh at his current ignorance and stupidity!"

Zhu Xuanji waved his hand, letting Ning Jiufan not say any more, and pointed his hand at Unlike Ning Zhuo.

Ning Jiufan understood the meaning and immediately transmitted his voice to Unlike Ning Zhuo: "Enough, kid!"

How could he continue to let Unlike Ning Zhuo make requests.

"I will lend you a self-protection spiritual talisman, which can resist the full blow of an ordinary Golden Core."

"I will bestow you three Directional Escape Talismans, which can instantly teleport to a pre-arranged teleportation location."

"Finally, I will bestow you three taels of Ice Jade Wine. Do things well, and afterwards, it will be counted as a great contribution you made to the Ning family!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo heard this, his eyes shining: "Three taels... three taels is a bit little, Ancestor."

"One catty, make it a whole, is one catty okay?"

"Hmph!" The Ning family ancestor couldn't help it anymore and used means to release invisible pressure.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was caught off guard and was immediately pressed to the ground, prostrate, his bones creaking, as if carrying a mountain.

He hurriedly begged for mercy.

Ning Jiufan then canceled the means.

Unlike Ning Zhuo regained his freedom, his face full of lingering fear, raised his palm, and stretched out five fingers: "Five taels, five taels, Ancestor."

"I am going to sell my life!"

Ning Jiufan:...

Zhu Xuanji:...

"Hehehe." Ning Jiufan couldn't help laughing.

He was laughed at by anger.

A moment later.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's courtyard.

Su Mo was in the small pavilion, eating good wine and food while mocking Unlike Ning Zhuo with sarcasm.

"The food is not bad, but it's too soft."

"The wine is also good, but not strong, too mild."

"Fine, fine, fine, this good wine and food, worthy of being made by the Ning family, and exactly the same as the Ning family."

The two Foundation Establishment guards who treated him had faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

Just at this time, Unlike Ning Zhuo's voice came: "Su Mo, you are so arrogant!"

"I treated you with good wine and food, wanting to form a good relationship with you, but you don't cherish it."

"Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

"The key is that you insult me, that's fine, but insulting the reputation of my Ning family is very hateful."

"How do you want to spar? Speak!"

"I will take it all on."

Seeing Unlike Ning Zhuo, the two Foundation Establishment guards were both surprised and delighted. Deep down, they sighed in admiration: He truly is Young Master Unlike Ning Zhuo, a sixteen-year-old genius, young and spirited, unwilling to suffer humiliation, mindful of his family—he is worthy of being a fine son of the Ning family's branch!

Su Mo stood up and carefully sized up Unlike Ning Zhuo; he was delighted in his heart, but his face remained entirely grave.

After some conversation, he bowed to Unlike Ning Zhuo and stated his request.

In this spar, if he won, he asked Unlike Ning Zhuo to disclose the contents of the Demonic Sect's True Scripture to him.

Unlike Ning Zhuo sneered: "So that's what this is for."

He held up three fingers and swore before the crowd: "I swear by the reputation of my Ning family that I have never obtained even a single word from this so-called Demonic Sect's True Scripture."

"You came to visit me and challenged me to a spar, but you have no sincerity at all."

"You even used the Ning family's reputation to threaten and hijack me, forcing me to agree to spar with you—your intentions are even more malicious."

"I don't care who is behind you or what kind of orders you received; this time, I will make you pay the most devastating price!"

Su Mo became nervous at these words. He forced himself to stay calm and sneered: "What? Does you, Unlike Ning Zhuo, still want to use numbers to bully the few and pick on a mere rogue cultivator like me?"

"Hmph, I won't make things difficult for you tonight," Unlike Ning Zhuo said. "Tomorrow morning, we shall see the truth on the martial arts stage."

"You want to be the first to eat the crab? Very well, I also want to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

Su Mo's expression changed again, looking increasingly ugly.

Ning Jiufan:...

Zhu Xuanji:...

The two exchanged a glance in secret, both thinking: Ever since Unlike Ning Zhuo obtained the protective talisman and the directional escape talisman, his courage has doubled, and he has gone from one extreme to the other.

The next day.

Early in the morning, the area beneath the martial arts stage was packed with people.

There were two protagonists on the stage: one was Unlike Ning Zhuo, and the other was Su Mo.

Not long after, only Unlike Ning Zhuo remained as the protagonist.

In talisman-making, his most proficient skill, Su Mo clearly had a gap compared to Unlike Ning Zhuo; he was defeated quite cleanly, without any dispute.

Considering that Unlike Ning Zhuo was only sixteen years old, this gap between the two sides felt even more exaggerated.

However, as soon as Su Mo walked down, there was a second challenger.

The challenger walked onto the martial arts stage to spar with Unlike Ning Zhuo in array formation. The request he proposed was still the Demonic Sect's True Scripture.

Upon hearing this, Unlike Ning Zhuo let out a cold laugh. He immediately swore before the crowd that before Zhu Xuanji had come to his door, he had absolutely no knowledge of this Demonic Sect's True Scripture. There were many true parts in the rumors, but the claim that the True Scripture belonged to him was purely a fabrication that could not withstand any scrutiny.

Unlike Ning Zhuo refused the second challenge: "You all came for the Demonic Sect's True Scripture, but unfortunately, you have found the wrong person."

"How could I grant your wishes, spar after spar, endlessly!"

"My Ning family is a righteous clan, and I, Unlike Ning Zhuo, have been raised in the lands of the righteous since childhood; what I have heard and seen has all been the spirit of benevolence. From dawn till dusk, the teachings of my elders and my virtuous deeds have all been like spring rain, subtly influencing my heart."

"However, we righteous people look up to heaven and down to our ancestors without shame; kindness is not without a blade—how could I be swayed by such petty schemes?"

"From now on, whoever wants to spar with me and uses my Ning family's reputation to coerce me will be recognized as an enemy, and it will be a fight to the death!"

"With that said, who will challenge me?"

For a moment, everyone beneath the martial arts stage fell silent.

In the distance, on the top floor of a restaurant.

A Jin Dan disciple of the Grand Clarity Palace had a sinister look in his eyes; his lips moved as he sent a voice transmission.

Someone in the crowd received the order, pushed through the crowd, and walked onto the martial arts stage.

"Unlike Ning Zhuo, I have come to challenge you—to the death!" The newcomer was burly and rough, rolling up his sleeves and clenching his fists, which were like sandbags. At a glance, he was a reckless body cultivator.

Unlike Ning Zhuo stared at the burly man, cold light in his eyes: "I have already said my piece, yet you still come to press me, full of malice—you must be a demonic cultivator!"

"Someone, beat him to death for me."

The next moment, the Foundation Establishment guards, who had long been eager to act, leaped onto the stage and swarmed the burly body cultivator.

The burly man was shocked: "Isn't this a one-on-one?! Despicable... ah!"

He was submerged by spells, and before he died, he only had time to let out a scream.

Unlike Ning Zhuo stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the stage: "Why speak of righteousness with a demonic cultivator? Naturally, everyone competes to be the first to eliminate demons and defend the Dao."

"Do you really think that we righteous people are easy to bully?!"

Wherever his gaze fell, everyone avoided it.