Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 250 Eve
Nie Zhaonan didn't care about the irrelevant answer from the Yanyue Sect's Great Elder, and replied calmly, "Wan'er is in seclusion and won't be able to come out in the short term. Daoist friend, you can tell me if you have anything to say. Wan'er and I are husband and wife, so I can make the decision for her."

Nie Zhaonan was not lying. What he gained from the trip to the Blood Forbidden Land was just an elixir that could help Nangong Wan break through the current bottleneck.

So after accompanying Nie Zhaonan for a while, Nangong Wan went into the quiet room of Zixiao Cave to practice in seclusion, preparing to break through to the middle stage.

There are also other elixirs that can help improve her cultivation. Obviously, Nangong Wan will not come out of seclusion until her cultivation has reached its limit.

Hearing this, the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect lowered his head slightly, looking embarrassed.

This time she came to Huangfeng Valley, in addition to participating in the auction, she had originally planned to rely on her old friendship with Nangong Wan to gain some benefits for the Yanyue Sect. However, now she didn't even get to see Nangong Wan, so this idea was naturally going to fail.

But even though the chances were slim, she wasn't going to give up.

So after taking a deep breath, the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect looked at Nie Zhaonan and asked carefully:
"All the items in the Treasure Pavilion are coveted by cultivators and are extremely popular. I wonder if Brother Nie has any idea of ​​selling them throughout Tiannan?"

When he spoke of the latter part, the Yanyue Sect's Great Elder showed a hint of anticipation on his face, mixed with some uneasiness, which he could not hide no matter how hard he tried.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. As for selling the things in the Treasure Pavilion to Tiannan, let alone whether Huangfeng Valley has the strength to do so, even if it does, the Treasure Pavilion does not have enough quantity to meet the needs of the entire Tiannan." Nie Zhaonan refused with a smile.

He can ripen spiritual herbs, spiritual trees and other resources infinitely through the spiritual fields in the cave. It would be extremely easy to meet the needs of the entire human world, but he would never reveal his own background.

Although he needed to earn some spirit stones through the Treasure Pavilion to meet the needs of expanding the cave in the future and planting the Spirit Eye Tree, there was no need to make such a big move in Tiannan. After all, this human world received a lot of attention from the upper realm.

Not to mention the Mulan Holy Bird that he had talked with before, the Cave Heaven Rat King from the spiritual world is about to send down his spirit, and there is even an ancient demon altar hidden in the human world.

Except for the cultivators who have reached the state of Divine Transformation and are unable to ascend, the entire human world has extremely deep connections with the upper realms, so Nie Zhaonan cannot help but be careful.

Seeing Nie Zhaonan's serious look, the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect didn't care whether Nie Zhaonan really didn't understand the implied meaning of her words, and spoke bluntly:
"Yanyue Sect has several Tianyue Divine Boats, which are considered to be the best flying magic weapons in Tiannan. Daoist friend, you can leave the subsequent sales to Yanyue Sect."

Hearing this, Nie Zhaonan looked thoughtful. After a while, he shook his head and said:
"I'm still worried. The items sold in my pavilion are all valuable. If the quantity increases, even Nascent Soul cultivators like me will be tempted. 'People die for money, birds die for food.' This saying is very applicable to cultivators like us. It is not impossible for me to take a risk and make a fortune and escape to Tiannan."

“There are quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators in Huangfeng Valley now. Together with our Yanyue Sect, we can arrange for Nascent Soul cultivators to escort the Tianyue Divine Boat. This will certainly make those who covet it feel fearful.” The Great Elder of the Yanyue Sect looked at Wang Ning and Yuan Yao and immediately gave a suggestion.

Before participating in this auction, she roughly counted the Nascent Soul cultivators in Huangfeng Valley. She had not realized that several Nascent Soul cultivators had emerged in Huangfeng Valley in the past few decades. Including her junior sister, there were as many as six people. With the two women in front of her, the number reached eight. She just didn't know if this was all.

Thinking back, when Nie Zhaonan returned to Tiannan, he brought more than just the four female cultivators in the Fake Infant Realm that she knew of.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect became.

The suggestion of the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect might be a good idea for others, but Nie Zhaonan remained unmoved after hearing it. He said in a light tone: "As cultivators of my generation, we should focus on cultivation. How can we waste time doing the escort thing?"

Seeing the great elder of the Yanyue Sect opening his red lips and about to speak again, Nie Zhaonan interrupted him and said, "Okay, let's stop here for today. I really have no interest in cooperating with the Yanyue Sect. Please go back, fellow Taoist."

There was no disguise in his words about wanting to see the guest off, and there wasn't even a hint of politeness.

“Fellow Daoist Nie…” The Great Elder of the Yanyue Sect hesitated and wanted to say more, but he didn’t know where to start.

After sitting quietly for a while, the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect could only sigh in his heart and leave reluctantly.

She had already prepared countless plans and schemes in her mind, even the distribution of benefits, but what she had not expected was that Nie Zhaonan was so determined that the cooperation ended before it even began.

Of course, she could also guess the reason why Nie Zhaonan behaved like this.

It was simply that when Nie Zhaonan came to Yanyue Sect and wanted to take Nangong Wan away, she asked for a huge amount of resources, so he held a grudge against her.

She also secretly regretted that her vision was indeed short-sighted at the beginning.

Seeing that the figure of the Yanyue Sect's grand elder had disappeared, Wang Ningsu, who had been silent all the time, waved her hand and closed the door again.

Then she asked softly, "My husband seems to dislike this Great Elder of the Yanyue Sect?"

Wang Ning's voice was extremely pleasant to the ear, and Nie Zhaonan felt a little relieved when he heard it.

"How did Ning'er know that? I think I was just being impartial and didn't show too much emotion." Nie Zhaonan turned his head to look at the breathtakingly beautiful face and asked with a little interest.

"The Great Elder of the Yanyue Sect is also very beautiful. She can be considered a top-notch beauty, and she still retains her virginity. Given my husband's lustful nature, he should take this opportunity to subdue her and not let her go in vain." Wang Ning tapped his chin lightly and analyzed seriously.

Nie Zhaonan's face darkened when he heard this. He turned around and asked Yuan Yao, who was always well-behaved:

"Does Yaoer think so too?"

"me."

Yuan Yao did not give the answer that Nie Zhaonan wanted to hear. After hesitating for a moment, her mind couldn't help but recall the ridiculous scenes. She looked up again and saw Wang Ning's eyes, then nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Wang Ning's statement with her actions.

“If you ask me, if you really want to vent your anger for Sister Nangong Wan, you should take revenge on the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect. You should have forced her to offer herself to him, or even used your magical powers to imprison her by force, and then…” At this moment, a little devil seemed to rise in Wang Ning’s heart, and she was full of bad intentions.

Nie Zhaonan couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He stretched out his arms and embraced Wang Ning and Yuan Yao again.

He flicked Wang Ning's forehead with his fingers, and a red mark immediately appeared on her smooth skin. "Ah~ it hurts!" Wang Ning moaned, but her beautiful face did not show any pain, and her voice even had a subtle teasing tone.

Taking his hand back, Nie Zhaonan didn't care about Wang Ning's reaction, but explained calmly: "I have no interest in her. It's not because of Wan'er's leaving Yanyue Sect, but for other reasons. You two don't need to know the details."

When he finished speaking, he looked at the two girls in his arms with some displeasure.

"My husband is so stingy. Just because I made up a few random words, he is unwilling to tell us such a small thing." Seeing that Nie Zhaonan ignored her, Wang Ning said with a little resentment in her tone, and even arched her body into Nie Zhaonan's arms with grievance.

"Ning'er, if you want, I'm very interested in teaching you a lesson as you said." Nie Zhaonan said with a hint of evil humor, sweeping away the previous gloom.

At the same time, he lifted up Wang Ning's smooth chin with his fingers, and admired the delicate and beautiful face in front of him with a sly smile.

"No!" Wang Ning shouted, waving her hands and refusing again and again.

Then she quickly continued, "I was just talking just now, and I have no intention of asking you to put it into practice. Besides, I am the most obedient one, and I don't need your teaching."

She didn't believe that her lustful husband would be willing to use force against her or allow even a scratch to appear on her flawless skin, but she still had to show weakness.

After saying that, Wang Ning playfully stuck out her little tongue, which was pink and covered with a thin layer of crystal, and was extremely tempting.

Seeing this, Nie Zhao couldn't feel unhappy at all. He couldn't even pretend. He could only hug the lovely girl in his arms tighter, making them inseparable.

"Yuan Yao, what about you? You actually dared to stand on Ning'er's side just now. How do you want me to punish you?" After dealing with Wang Ning, Nie Zhaonan turned around and looked at Yuan Yao, who had been keeping her head down like a quail.

At this time, Yuan Yao already regretted "betraying" her husband just now. Hearing Nie Zhaonan's words, she could only slowly raise her head.

Seeing Wang Ning holding her cheek with her hands, laughing and looking like she was enjoying the show, Yuan Yao did not hesitate to refuse:

"I wanted to support my husband just now, but Sister Ning'er told me to stand on her side, so... it's all Sister Ning'er's fault, and Yuan Yao is my husband's most obedient wife."

Yuan Yao was somewhat indignant that Wang Ning took the opportunity to snatch away her most important title, and couldn't help but reiterate it.

"Yuan Yao, you..." Wang Ning was speechless. She didn't expect Yuan Yao to stab her in the back without even struggling.

"Well, it seems that the two ladies have forgotten their husband's authority. I have to carry out the flogging myself so that the two ladies will remember it." Nie Zhaonan suddenly became serious and said without any bias.

At the same time, he pointed a finger, and a flash of white light shot into a corner of the room. Suddenly, with a flash of light, the formation here was completely activated, and a huge light curtain emerged, with complicated runes covering it, isolating this place.

Wang Ning and Yuan Yao looked at each other, and the two young wives reached out and grabbed each other's belts as if they had telepathy.

The second and third floors of the Baoguang Hall are all small private rooms, which are specially set up for Nascent Soul cultivators. It can be said that every Nascent Soul cultivator has an independent private room and does not have to sit in the empty hall on the first floor like the Jindan cultivators.

However, in a private room in the corner of the second floor, there were surprisingly two Nascent Soul cultivators in the same room.

A man in white clothes and white hair looked very old, but actually had a ruddy complexion. He was one of the Seven Taizhen cultivators who delayed Mulan Shengqin that day, named Shen Changjing.

The other person was wearing the same clothes as him and was obviously one of the elders of Taizhen Sect.

"Junior Brother Xu, have you really decided to enter the Demon Valley?" Shen Changjing looked at the slightly hunched old man standing in front of the light curtain and couldn't help asking.

“Brother Shen must have guessed the purpose of my coming here. I want to make final preparations for the trip to the Demon Valley, even if it means spending all my wealth.” The old man did not look back, but just looked calmly at the cultivators in the hall below, and replied in an unusually calm tone.

“Because of the matter of the Fallen Demon Valley, Senior Brother Zhiyang specially gathered a group of our fellow disciples and told us the ancient secrets of the Fallen Demon Valley, and advised us not to enter the valley. Even though we know that there are countless treasures and opportunities in the valley, even Senior Brother Zhiyang, who is a late-stage great cultivator, is unwilling to go there in person and put himself in danger. If you enter the valley…” Shen Changjing seemed to have a very good relationship with the old man, and he still kindly advised us, and at the end he sighed heavily.

“If there really are demons from other worlds crossing into the valley, or even the ancient demon, then it is my destiny and I will not regret it.” The old man’s voice became more and more excited, as if he had returned to the time when he had just embarked on the path of cultivating immortals. Although the road ahead was difficult and uncertain, and filled with nothingness, he was not afraid to move forward.

After the excitement, the old man felt empty for a while, as if he thought of something, and said:

"Brother Shen, please forgive my choice. I am selfish, but I am going to break my promise. I don't have much time left. If I don't take this opportunity to try my best and find a magic medicine to prolong my life, or break through to the middle stage, my cultivation will be wiped out in just a hundred years and I will be reduced to a pile of bones. After hundreds of years of cultivation, I will end up with this result. I am unwilling to accept it!"

The old man turned around, tears in his eyes.

Although he entered Taizhen Sect earlier than Senior Brother Shen, due to his own low aptitude for cultivation, his realm was gradually caught up by Senior Brother Shen who entered later.

Even now he is still a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. Although his magic power has reached the peak of this realm through the accumulation of time, he is still far inferior to Senior Brother Shen, the leader of the Seven Taizhen cultivators.

Over the past hundreds of years, they have discussed Taoism, visited each other, traveled together, and killed evil cultivators together. Gradually, they have developed a deep friendship and a sense of comradery. They even made an appointment to meet each other during the Jindan stage.
As he decided to enter the valley this time, most of them would be buried in the valley, which seemed impossible to achieve.

"Junior brother, don't feel guilty. I understand. I understand everything." Shen Changjing put his hand on the old man's shoulder, patted him slowly, and comforted him softly.

"But as the leader of the seven cultivators, I take the safety of Taizhen Sect as my own responsibility, so I cannot go with my junior brother." Shen Changjing looked conflicted. He was destined to be unable to fulfill both the brotherhood and the responsibility of the sect.

(End of this chapter)