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Chapter 756 Life Choices
Late at night, White Dragon Fairy City.

"Boom~~~"

A fiery red light came from west to east, and no one knew how it passed through the city defense formation in an instant, leaving a group of city defense monks who were guarding the formation stunned.

Not long after, a huge figure descended from the sky and landed heavily on the square in the center of the fairy city.

When everyone hurriedly used their spiritual sense to investigate, they discovered that the huge object that fell from the sky and covered the entire square was actually the corpse of a colorful peacock, and there were even wisps of the aura of the late Nascent Soul stage lingering on the corpse!

As expected, it was the colorful peacock that made the entire White Dragon Fairy City feel uneasy.

In addition, the body of the colorful peacock is intact, even the fourth-grade top-quality demon pill is there.

Ning Daoran has now become a god, and he no longer values ​​many opportunities in the mortal world. Just like the materials for the seven-colored peacock, he is too lazy to even take them all.

Of course, the bigger reason was that he had something in mind.

Not long after, Ning Daoran's voice came from the air: "This seven-colored peacock has been killed by Ning. All the monster materials are left to the White Dragon Immortal City. I hope the people in charge of the Immortal City will not embezzle these materials. Divide the materials as soon as possible and compensate those who died or were injured in the attempt to kill the seven-colored peacock."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of fiery red light again, heading east with the big stupid deer, and left the White Dragon Immortal City.

Inside the city lord's palace.

An early Nascent Soul cultivator rushed out. He was the current city lord. He knelt down and bowed in the direction where Ning Daoran fled. "On behalf of all the cultivators in White Dragon Immortal City, I would like to thank Senior Ning for his help!"

And inside the city.

Fairy Qin stood on the roof, looked at the remains of the colorful peacock, and then looked at the direction where Ning Daoran fled. At this moment, she finally understood why the brilliant Master Lin Fu chose this person as his Taoist partner.

……

A few days later, the spring breeze blew.

In Kunpeng Fairy City, a man and a deer walked slowly.

Ning Daoran bought a lot of sundries and interesting things. These things were not bound by the rules of heaven and could be taken to the upper realm. These things were naturally given to Lin Man.

After not seeing each other for many years, it is appropriate to give some greeting gifts when we meet again.

"Senior Ning..."

In the fairy city, in the direction of Nantian Palace, a young cultivator exuding the aura of an early Nascent Soul stage came floating over.

Ning Daoran knew this person. He was Lin Tiannan's direct disciple, named Zhang Yixi. Although the name was very special, the person looked very simple and honest. Anyone who was chosen by Lin Tiannan as the successor would naturally not be too bad.

"Friend Zhang."

Ning Daoran immediately clasped his fists and said, "Long time no see..."

"Ah."

Zhang Yixi frowned: "Senior Ning is late... A few months ago, my master just passed away in the Immortal City."

"This……"

Ning Daoran's body trembled. He had never expected such a thing to happen. How cruel was the way of heaven? Even a giant like Lin Tiannan, who was in charge of a region, had died in the late Nascent Soul stage.

It is so difficult to achieve the state of transformation. Except for the peak cultivators, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven for other cultivators to achieve the state of transformation! This is also the reason why there are so many cultivators in the world, but only a handful of them can truly reach the state of transformation.

"Friend Zhang, please lead the way. I am going to pay my respects to City Lord Lin."

"Yes!"

In the forest behind the Nantian Palace, there stands a new tomb with a tombstone that reads "Tomb of Lin Tiannan, Lord of Kunpeng Fairy City". In fact, it is not much different from other tombs and does not appear to be luxurious. Not far away, there is even a tomb with Chen Liang's name engraved on it.

Ning Daoran's heart sank. Even the honest Taoist friend Chen Liang had passed away.

His mood was slightly affected.

"Senior Ning..."

Zhang Yixi said: "Before leaving, Master once said that he had no regrets in his life. He was able to rule a place and protect the peace of Kunpeng Immortal City. He was able to repel the black tide many times, and he was able to make friends with a peerless genius like Senior Ning. He did not leave with regrets in his life. On the contrary, he lived a very happy life. If there is an afterlife, it should be the same!"

Such bold words really sound like something Lin Tiannan would say.

"Ah."

Ning Daoran nodded gently: "City Lord Lin is also a person whom I respect. He is in charge of Kunpeng Immortal City. Although he holds a high position and has great power, he takes the world as his responsibility and has repeatedly taken action, never falling behind others. It is my luck to make a friend like City Lord Lin."

Zhang Yixi's eyes instantly filled with tears, and he lowered his head and said, "If Master knew that Senior Ning would say these words, he would surely be very pleased in his grave."

Afterwards, Ning Daoran paid tribute to Chen Liang and talked about some old stories.

Now, with the support of Zhang Yixi, who is in the early stage of Nascent Soul and a group of elders in Kunpeng Immortal City and Nantian Palace, as well as Lin Tiannan’s confidants during his lifetime, he has become the lord of Kunpeng Immortal City.

Therefore, Zhang Yixi was extremely worried and did things conscientiously, just like his master.

Before Ning Daoran left, he left Zhang Yixi a Tianyuan Wind and Thunder Formation that was large enough to cover the entire Kunpeng Immortal City, as a token of his appreciation to his old friend Lin Tiannan.

……

Not long after, a man and a deer arrived at Liuhua Island.

"Uncle Ning!"

A figure floated out from the island master’s cave. It was Huang Yiyi, who was in the early Nascent Soul stage!
Many years later, she was still beautiful, and the years had not left many traces on her. When she saw Ning Daoran coming, Huang Yiyi was like seeing a relative. She hurriedly welcomed the man and the deer into the cave, and then arranged various dinner arrangements.

Ning Daoran was happy to return to his hometown.

After dinner.

Huang Yiyi took out a heavy and exquisite box. After opening it, she found a number of extremely full storage bags inside, all filled with spirit stones.

"Uncle Ning, these are the rents collected by Liuhua Island over the years and Uncle Ning's share of various revenues. Yiyi helped you exchange them all for mid-grade spirit stones. Now you have a large sum."

"Yeah." Ning Daoran was extremely satisfied.

Huang Yiyi has been the master of Liuhua Island for so many years, and she has never forgotten her roots. In fact, her character is already one of the best among the people Ning Daoran is close to.

After collecting a large number of mid-grade spirit stones, Ning Daoran said, "Yiyi, I think you should have guessed what I will do next, right?"

"Ah."

Huang Yiyi's eyes turned red: "Uncle Ning is now a Divine Transformation cultivator, so he should be trying to find a way to ascend to the upper realm, right?"

"Exactly."

Ning Daoran: "So, this farewell is most likely a farewell forever."

For a moment, Huang Yiyi nodded gently with tears in her eyes.

It is a farewell forever, and it must be a farewell forever!

People who have ascended to heaven cannot come back, and Huang Yiyi’s talent makes it impossible for her to become a spirit and ascend to heaven, so this farewell is destined to be a farewell forever, and there will never be a chance for them to meet again.

"Don't cry, Yiyi."

Ning Daoran smiled, wiped her tears with the back of his hand, and said, "From now on, you are the real owner of Liuhua Island, not just an agent. You must cherish this family business, don't let me down, and don't let your father down in the afterlife. You must live a good life and don't let anything happen to you."

"Ok!"

Huang Yiyi nodded.

"Have you heard any news about your sister Zhuyue in these years?"

"some."

Huang Yiyi's eyes were filled with tears again, and she said, "Uncle Ning... Sister Zhuyue sent someone to deliver a letter fifty years ago, but we haven't had any contact since then, and no one has replied to the letter I sent."

"That's fine."

Ning Daoran said: "I will go to the Sui family's ancestral land to see her."

"Yes, Uncle Ning..."

……

a few days later.

After much inquiry and soul searching, Ning Daoran arrived at the Sui family's ancestral land.

In the ancestral land, a tomb sits alone in the wilderness. The words on the tombstone are a little blurry, but can still be barely distinguished. It is engraved with "Tomb of Sui Zhuyue".

For a moment, Ning Daoran was filled with emotion.

Sui Zhuyue took the initiative to leave me and go to live in her ancestral land. It’s not her fault. Everyone has the right to choose. I just didn’t expect that she has passed away.

Moreover, this tomb had obviously not been taken care of for many years and was overgrown with weeds.

"Old Deer, shall we clean up Zhuyue's grave?"

"Ouch~~"

The man and the deer got busy, and soon the tomb was completely renovated.

Ning Daoran placed incense and candles and lit paper money.

But at this moment, an old man in a gray robe came floating in, emitting the aura of a middle-stage foundation building state.

"Fellow Daoist, who are you and why do you come to pay homage to Sui Zhuyue?" he asked in a low voice.

"He is just an old friend of Sui Zhuyue. Who is Daoyou?"

"He is just a former retainer of the Sui family."

The old man stroked his beard and released his spiritual sense to probe Ning Daoran's cultivation, but he could not find out anything, so he did not dare to overstep his bounds and said, "It's ridiculous. When Sui Zhuyue was alive, so many people surrounded her. But now she has only been dead for a few years, and her ancestral heritage has been taken away. The Zhang family has become the host and has dismissed all the disciples of the Sui family... It's really sad to say."

"you……"

Ning Daoran said: "I'm afraid you are not a retainer of the Sui family, so who are you?"

"My name is Sui Bie, and I am Sui Zhuyue's nephew."

"I see."

Ning Daoran nodded.

Sui Bie's appearance was too coincidental, he must have some agenda.

What he wanted was probably to bet that Ning Daoran was a great cultivator who could help the Sui family regain their ancestral land.

However, the moment Sui Zhuyue took the initiative to leave, the relationship was almost severed. Ning Daoran would never help her at this time, not to mention that what Sui Bie said might not be true.

After the worship, Ning Daoran stood up, clasped his fists with Sui Bieyi, and left immediately.

……

More than a month later.

A man and a deer came to Sangyu Kingdom, Qianyuan Sect.

Ning Daoran did not go through the mountain gate as it was too troublesome, so he went straight through the non-existent formation and transformed into a streak of fiery red light, appearing on Qianyuan Peak.

"Shua~~~"

A figure rushed out of the cave in an instant. After sensing Ning Daoran's aura of transformation, Zhang Ningxin had already rushed out. When she saw Ning Daoran, who was wearing a green shirt and looked the same as before, but his aura had been raised to the stage of transformation, she was overjoyed: "Ning... Senior Ning, are you here to see me?"

(End of this chapter)