Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 25 Ning Huarong

Not long after, Ningfa returned to his home.

At this time, the sky was dark, the stars were sparse, and the moon was high in the sky.

Ningfa had just entered the house when he suddenly found someone standing in the courtyard.

Under the soft moonlight, I saw that the person was actually a young woman.

She was wearing a black warrior suit. Although it was a men's suit, it perfectly outlined her slender and beautiful figure, and gave her a unique heroic air.

Her cloud-like hair was casually floating in the air, her face as pure as white jade, her eyes were as bright as stars, her nose was straight and upturned, her cherry-red lips were slightly pursed, full of temptation.

At this moment, she was facing Ningfa, looking up at the moon, as if blending into the night, outlining a beautiful and moving picture.

Even Ning Fa, who was used to seeing beautiful women in his previous life, couldn't help but brighten his eyes.

But then he frowned, feeling vaguely that he had seen this woman before, and he couldn't help but search his memory carefully.

Soon, he remembered who this woman was, and his face changed as he said, "Devil...woman!...Oh no, meet the Fifth Elder."

The woman in black turned around and stared at Ningfa with her beautiful star-like eyes.

The corners of her mouth suddenly curved into an arc, and she smiled contemptuously.

As she smiled, her whole temperament changed completely.

The harmless and charming temperament in her is no longer there.

Her long, cloud-like hair fluttered in the wind, her starry eyes flickered with a cold light, emitting a fierce oppressive force. With her hands behind her back, she exuded a domineering aura that looked down on the world.

Although she was a head shorter than Ningfa, it seemed as if she was looking down at Ningfa.

The corners of her mouth lifted up, revealing a wanton smile, even with a hint of neurotic madness in it, making her look morbidly beautiful.

Ning Fazhi felt a substantial pressure descending upon him, like a thousand pounds pressing down on his head, causing him to lower his head involuntarily and forcing him to kneel down.

Ningfa was furious. When had he ever bowed to others in his life?

Even if I kill him, it won't work!
He clenched his teeth and forced his head up. Due to the enormous pressure, there was a crisp crackling sound from his bones. Ningfa's face was already red and his neck was thick. He was gasping for breath and struggling desperately.

A hint of interest flashed in the black-clothed woman's beautiful eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved even higher.

Then the pressure on Ningfa became even greater, making him feel like a small boat in the storm, which seemed likely to capsize at any time.

But he still didn't give up. The veins on his neck were exposed and his eyes were bloodshot, but he just didn't lower his head.

At some point, the heavy pressure on Ningfa's body suddenly eased, and Ningfa was caught off guard and his neck suddenly tilted back, almost spraining his neck.

"He has a stubborn temper."

The woman in black said calmly.

Ning Fayou rubbed his neck, and then said calmly as if nothing had happened, "I wonder why the Fifth Elder came to my house so late at night? It shouldn't be that he lost the bet and refused to admit it. I heard that the Fifth Elder is the one who keeps his promises the most."

The black-clothed woman's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange look. Ning Fa's performance made her look at him with a higher regard. After listening to what he said, she couldn't help but sneer:
"What are you afraid of? I, Ning Huarong, have never broken my promise. Since you have lost the bet, I will not make things difficult for you."

Hearing this, Ning Fa breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this witch didn't cheat, it would be fine.

He will certainly avenge himself for the humiliation he suffered tonight someday.

After all, he is a man of flexibility.

Ning Huarong glanced at him and said calmly, "But I still have a bet to make with you."

Ning Fa was shocked. What tricks was this witch going to do next?

Ning Huarong chuckled and said, "Let's bet on whether you can break through the middle stage of Qi training within a year. If you can't, then you lose the bet, and you still have to be my dual cultivation cauldron for three months. On the contrary, if you can do it, I can agree to one condition of yours."

Ningfa's eyes widened. This witch was still so evil and was so greedy for her body?

Considering her appearance, it's not that he can't let himself spend a few nights with her, but he's afraid that this witch might get too high and damage his foundation.

Although this bet sounds fair, everyone in the family knows that he has a defective thunder spirit root. The family spent so much effort to help his predecessor break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of Qi training. How can he break through within a year by himself? Isn't this bet a sure loss?

Ning Fa shook his head without hesitation and refused: "I won't make this bet."

Hearing this, Ning Huarong laughed. Her laughter became louder and louder, with a hint of neurotic madness, which made Ning Fa's ears hurt.

Ning Huarong's smile faded, and a scornful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. She said calmly, "I'm not here to discuss with you. I'm just here to inform you that the bet will end one year from now."

After saying that, Ning Fa only felt a figure flash before his eyes, and Ning Huarong disappeared in front of him.

Ningfa had no idea how the woman left.

He had also seen many cultivators in the late stage of Qi training, and his father's old lover, the Ninth Elder, and Ning Zonglie were definitely strong cultivators in the late stage of Qi training, but compared with this girl, they were definitely far behind.

Ning Fa felt that this witch was not at the same level as the other late-stage Qi training cultivators.

No wonder this girl is so powerful in the family, it is entirely due to her own strength.

I am afraid that once she has established her foundation, except for the Great Elder who is in the middle stage of foundation building and the powerful Third Elder, the other two elders will not be her match.

Ning Fa's face couldn't help but turn a little ugly, and the joy he had originally felt in being promoted to the family's alchemist disappeared.

He thought that after joining the family alchemy hall, he would no longer be harassed by this witch, but now he found that he was too naive.

He underestimated Ning Huarong's determination to get him, and overestimated the resistance of the family Dan Hall to her.

It looked like even if he was promoted to a first-class intermediate-grade alchemist, he would not be able to escape his fate as long as Ning Huarong was determined to let him be the cauldron for dual cultivation.

Unless he can be promoted to a first-grade top-grade alchemist, then perhaps the family elders can mediate.

But by then, I'm afraid that the witch will have already advanced to the foundation-building stage. With her strength at that time and her neurotic personality, I'm afraid no one will be able to control her.

Thinking of this, Ning Fa's face couldn't help but become gloomy, and she found that she couldn't escape the fate of being the cauldron of the witch's dual cultivation.

"I am still too naive. Even if my alchemy skills are improved, what's the use? Without strong strength to protect me, I will eventually be prey to others. In this world, strength is still respected. Improving the realm of cultivation is the most fundamental thing."

Ning Fa murmured that after being forced by Ning Huarong, he deeply realized the importance of improving his cultivation.

Even if there was no bet, he would try his best to improve his own cultivation.

The good news is that although Ning Huarong is domineering and crazy, she seems to be a person who keeps her promises. Now he has to try his best to break through to the middle stage of Qi training.

But this may not be an easy task. After all, my predecessor has worked so hard for so long, and even with the strong help of my family, he still couldn't make a breakthrough.

But no matter how difficult it is, you have to try.

Ningfa stood in the courtyard for a long time, his face seemed to blend into the night and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Half an hour later, Ning Fa let out a sigh of relief and walked into the alchemy room.

He sat cross-legged on a cushion, clasped his hands together, and spiritual energy surged in his body.

Suddenly, a flash of electricity began to flash on the index finger of his right hand, quickly turning into a white arc several inches long, which coiled around his index finger like a spirit snake.

"go with!"

Ning Fa shouted, and then the silver-white electric arc flashed out and hit a wooden chair next to Ning Fa in an instant.

There was a flash of light, and in an instant the sturdy wooden chair made of twenty-year-old peach wood turned into a pile of ashes.

Ning Fa nodded with satisfaction. Even though he possessed an incomplete thunder spiritual root, its powerful force was still real and far surpassed that of cultivators of the same level.

As long as he can cultivate to the same level as that witch, even if his strength is not as good as that witch, it is estimated that the difference will not be too far.

By then, with the help of alchemy, it would be wishful thinking for the witch to force herself.

But the question now is how to improve the level of cultivation?

(End of this chapter)