Chapter 240: What Kind of Morality to Talk About with Demonic Cultivators?!

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"Alright, the position of patriarch, you can compete for it legitimately in the future. I won't intervene in the regular affairs of the Ning family."

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

"But now... impossible!"

"A mere Qi Refining junior, if he becomes the head of a clan, who can look up to the Ning family?"

"Alright, alright." 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:...

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

"Alright, alright." Ning Zhuo curled his lips, "Then please bestow me some magic treasures, such as magic clothes, treasure armor, etc., to protect my body, is that okay?"

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

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

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. Ning Zhuo's contribution to the family was far from meeting the standard, how could he be taught the Ice Heart Technique?

Ning Jiufan warned him not to try to use this opportunity to make excessive requests and violate the family rules.

Ning Zhuo suddenly rolled his eyes and mentioned: "Ancestor, 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 will be the patriarch of the branch family directly, wouldn't that be beautiful!"

Ning Jiufan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "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?"

Ning Zhuo waved his hands hurriedly, explaining: "Ancestor, listen to me."

"Look, you and Lord Zhu Xuanji are very close. The three families of the Fire Persimmon Immortal City are all very close. This is correct."

"But the risk in this is also great. What if in the future, Lord Zhu fails to compete and doesn't become the Palace 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 the Fire Persimmon Immortal City."

"Look, even an old farmer knows that all eggs cannot be put in one basket."

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

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

Ning Jiufan:...

Zhu Xuanji:...

You don't say, these words of Ning Zhuo are really quite reasonable!

Ning Jiufan took this thought and said to Zhu Xuanji: "The little child of my clan, young and ignorant, thinking wildly, let Lord Zhu see a joke, see a joke."

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

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

"This phenomenon is indeed common."

Ning Jiufan hurriedly continued to make up: "Humph, 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 mock his own stupidity and foolishness now!"

Zhu Xuanji waved his hand, letting Ning Jiufan stop talking, and pointed his finger at Ning Zhuo.

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

He didn't dare to continue letting Ning Zhuo make requests.

"I will lend you a protective spirit talisman, which can resist the full blow of an ordinary Jin Dan."

"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!"

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?"

"Humph!" The Ning family ancestor couldn't help it anymore, used means, and released invisible pressure.

Ning Zhuo was caught off guard, suddenly pressed to the ground, prostrating, his bones creaking under the pressure, as if carrying a mountain.

He hurriedly begged for mercy.

Ning Jiufan then revoked the means.

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

"I am selling my life!"

Ning Jiufan:...

Zhu Xuanji:...

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

He was laughed at by anger.

A moment later.

Ning Zhuo's courtyard.

Su Mo was in the pavilion, eating good wine and food while sarcastically mocking Ning Zhuo.

"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 is worthy of being made by the Ning family, and it is exactly the same as the Ning family."

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

Just at this time, 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 exchange? Say it!"

"I will take it all."

The two Foundation Establishment guards saw Ning Zhuo and couldn't help but be surprised and happy, sighing in their hearts: As expected of Young Master Ning Zhuo, sixteen-year-old genius, young and spirited, unable to bear humiliation, caring for the family, worthy of being a good son of the Ning family branch line!

Su Mo stood up, looked at Ning Zhuo carefully, happy in his heart, with a solemn expression on his face.

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

This exchange, if he won, please Ning Zhuo tell him the content of the Demonic Path True Scripture.

Ning Zhuo sneered: "Sure enough, it's for this."

He stretched out three fingers and swore in public: "I swear by the reputation of my Ning family, I have never obtained a single word of this so-called Demonic Path True Scripture."

"You came to visit me, looking for me to exchange, not sincere at all."

"And using the reputation of the Ning family to threaten me, kidnap me, and force me to agree to exchange with you, is even more ill-intentioned."

"I don't care who is behind you or what orders you received, this time I must make you pay the most miserable price!"

Su Mo was made nervous by what was said, forced himself to be calm, and sneered: "Why? Does Ning Zhuo still want to bully the few with the many, bullying me, a loose cultivator?"

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

"You want to be the first to eat crab, very good, I also want to kill one to warn a hundred."

Su Mo's face changed again, becoming even uglier.

Ning Jiufan:...

Zhu Xuanji:...

The two looked at each other secretly, both thinking: Ning Zhuo got the protective talisman and Directional Escape Talisman, and his courage increased greatly, walking from one extreme to another.

The next day.

Early in the morning, the martial arts stage was crowded.

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

Not long after, there was only one protagonist left, Ning Zhuo.

In the talisman making he was best at, Su Mo clearly had a gap with Ning Zhuo and lost very cleanly, without any objection.

Considering that Ning Zhuo was only sixteen years old now, it made the gap between the two feel even more exaggerated.

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

The challenger walked onto the martial arts stage to exchange array formation with Ning Zhuo. The request made was still the Demonic Path True Scripture.

Ning Zhuo heard this and let out a cold laugh. Then he swore in public that he didn't know about this Demonic Path True Scripture at all before Zhu Xuanji came to his door. There were many real parts in the rumors, but the rumor that the true scripture belonged to him was purely a rumor and couldn't stand any scrutiny.

Ning Zhuo refused the second challenge: "You all came for the Demonic Path True Scripture, but unfortunately you found the wrong person."

"How can I do as you wish, one exchange after another, endless!"

"My Ning family is a righteous big clan, I, Ning Zhuo, was born in a righteous place since childhood, heard and saw, all are the style of benevolence. Between morning and evening, the teachings of teachers, good deeds and righteous acts, all are like spring breeze and rain, subtly influencing the heart."

"However, we righteous people look up and down without shame to heaven and ancestors, kindness is not without a blade, how can we be calculated by such small schemes."

"Next, whoever wants to exchange with me, using the reputation of my Ning family to force me, will all be recognized as enemies, never dying!"

"In this way, who will challenge?"

For a time, everyone under the martial arts stage was silent.

In the distance, the top floor of the restaurant.

The Jin Dan disciple of the Taiqing Palace had a gloomy gaze, his mouth corners moved, and he transmitted the sound out.

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

"Ning Zhuo, I am here to challenge you, never dying!" The visitor was big and thick, rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and his fists were like sandbags. At a glance, he was a reckless man of body cultivation.

Ning Zhuo stared at the reckless man, his eyes cold: "I have said so much, but you still come to force me, full of malice, you must be a demonic cultivator!"

"Come, beat him to death for me."

The next moment, the Foundation Establishment guards who had been eager to move jumped onto the stage and swarmed the reckless body cultivator.

The reckless man was shocked: "Isn't it a single fight?! Despicable... ah!"

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

Ning Zhuo stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the stage: "What kind of morality to talk about with demonic cultivators. Naturally, it is to eliminate demons and defend the way, everyone competes to be first."

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

Wherever his gaze went, everyone avoided it.