76: Enter Xixia and meet Jiumozhi again! (Fourth update, please subscribe)

Current World: demi-gods and semi-devils

Departure Countdown: 37 days

Luck: 680

Current Identity: Murong Fu

Current Talent: A Thousand Miles a Day (Not active)

Cultivation: Super First-Class

Martial Arts: Bei Ming Divine Skill, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, Xiao Wu Xiang Skill, Six Meridian Divine Sword, Lingbo Microstep, Star Shift, Canhe Finger, Dog Beating Staff Technique...

As soon as he descended the mountain.

Ning Yuan immediately sat cross-legged and began to circulate his Internal Energy to regulate his breathing.

Wu Yazi's more than seventy years of cultivation, moreover, with True Qi from the same origin as Bei Ming Divine Skill, its quality, purity, and compatibility could be said to be unique.

In this regard, even Tianshan Child Granny and Li Qiushui could not compare to the help and increase this cultivation provided to Ning Yuan.

"My Luck directly increased by over 100 points. Xu Zhu's greatest Opportunity has been seized by me!"

Ning Yuan looked at his surging Luck, very excited.

Not only did he receive Wu Yazi's Legacy, but he also became the Sect Head of the Xiaoyao Sect, completely replacing Xu Zhu, so such an increase was not surprising.

He had also directly gained 100 points when he first acquired the Bei Ming Divine Skill.

Although there was only a little over a month left until he returned to the main world, nearly seven hundred Luck points and so many Ultimate Skill (Peerless Arts) already made Ning Yuan feel at ease.

In the next month, as long as he went to Western Xia and obtained the remaining benefits, his Luck might even exceed a thousand.

Thinking this, Ning Yuan looked at Wang Yuyan, who was sobbing in A Zhu's arms.

"Last time, with A Zhu's help, I gained thirty years of cultivation through arduous training. After absorbing the Internal Energy of the five elders of Tianlong Temple, the Four Evils, Ding Chunqiu, and other second and third-rate Jianghu figures, my cultivation should be around eighty years."

"Now, having received Wu Yazi's seventy years of cultivation Legacy, my cultivation should reach one hundred and fifty years. This is already a height unreachable by human power."

Ning Yuan silently regulated his breathing, fusing Wu Yazi's cultivation while secretly calculating in his heart.

"Such cultivation has already surpassed the Three Elders of Xiaoyao and the Four Greats of Tianlong. Even the Sweeping Monk might not possess such profound cultivation."

"However, why hasn't my Realm wavered in the slightest?"

Although Ning Yuan could clearly feel that his cultivation had greatly increased and his strength had obviously improved significantly, he still didn't have that feeling of Breakthrough.

The qualitative change brought by cultivation when breaking through to a new level, a new Realm.

It was still absent.

"Is it still not enough?"

Ning Yuan was puzzled, but he quickly had no time to think further. The True Qi surging chaotically within him forced him to concentrate on dealing with it.

Although they shared the same origin, everyone's True Qi still carried personal characteristics. To completely fuse them required considerable effort.

If it were someone who didn't understand martial arts and fully inherited it, it would be much simpler.

There would be no need to worry about these things.

After a long while, Su Xinghe descended the mountain with sorrow.

Ning Yuan had also basically adjusted his state by then.

Upon seeing Ning Yuan, Su Xinghe immediately knelt, "Disciple pays respects to Sect Head!"

Seeing their Sect Head kneel, the other Disciples of the Deaf-Mute Gate also all knelt.

"Senior Brother Su, please rise."

Ning Yuan immediately raised his hands, saying sincerely, "Although I received the Legacy from Senior Wu Yazi and his trust to take over as Sect Head of the Xiaoyao Sect, I still need the support of old Sect members like Senior Brother Su. Senior Brother Su, there's no need for such formality."

"Propriety cannot be abandoned."

Su Xinghe insisted, bowing deeply.

Ning Yuan, helpless, could only say, "Senior Brother, we haven't rested since we started our journey. Why don't you find us some guest rooms to rest first? We still need to follow Master's instructions and head to Western Xia."

"The Sect Head is right."

Su Xinghe nodded solemnly, immediately signaling his Disciples to lead the way.

After dinner.

Ning Yuan brought Wang Yuyan into the room.

"Cousin, you don't need to be sad. Your maternal grandfather died of old age. I've received his Legacy, and I will definitely protect you well."

Ning Yuan pulled Wang Yuyan into his arms, gently comforting her.

"Cousin!"

Tears streamed from Wang Yuyan's eyes as she tightly hugged Ning Yuan, sobbing softly.

That night, Wang Yuyan snuggled in Ning Yuan's arms, sleeping peacefully.

Nothing happened.

The next morning, Ning Yuan led the group away from Leigu Mountain... "Cousin, what are we going to Western Xia for?"

On the way, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This time I took you to meet your maternal grandfather, and now I'm taking you to meet your maternal grandmother."

"My maternal grandmother is still alive?"

Wang Yuyan's eyes widened.

Madam Wang had never mentioned these family matters to her.

The group traveled slowly.

The journey was naturally not entirely safe, but ordinary troubles could be handled by Bao Butong and Feng Boe, so Ning Yuan didn't need to show himself at all.

Until they entered Western Xia territory.

Thousands of soldiers surrounded Ning Yuan and his group.

"Murong Fu, you killed my Western Xia General Zhengdong and massacred many Masters of the First Rank Hall. Now you even dare to openly enter my Western Xia territory. Do you think there's no one in my Western Xia?"

Nuerhai, riding a tall horse, angrily reprimanded.

"Whether it's General Zhengdong or some other Imperial Advisor or Emperor, a dead person is a dead person. Does Western Xia really want to fall out with me over a dead person?"

Ning Yuan stood on the carriage with his hands behind his back, looking down at the crowd.

"Dead person?"

As soon as these words came out, the Masters of the First Rank Hall were instantly enraged, "Presumptuous, Murong Fu, are you trying to provoke my Western Xia?"

"One person fighting a nation, Murong Fu, you have great courage!"

Nuerhai snorted coldly, "Even if you are a peerless Master, surrounded by thousands of my soldiers, I don't believe you can withstand us. Even if you can withstand us and escape, I don't believe the women behind you can all remain unharmed and alive!"

Nuerhai held his horsewhip and pointed at the people behind Ning Yuan, shouting.

Mu Wanqing was the most easily provoked and immediately snorted, "I'd like to see what abilities you have."

"Hahaha..."

Ning Yuan chuckled, raised his hand to stop Mu Wanqing, and looked at Nuerhai, saying, "I can't guarantee that, but I can guarantee that before your people harm them, you will already be a dead man!"

"You!"

Hearing this, Nuerhai's expression immediately changed.

Ning Yuan continued, "I can also guarantee that if even one of my women is injured, your Western Xia Emperor will live in constant fear. I don't believe the people of your First Rank Hall can prevent me from killing."

These words made Nuerhai and the other Western Xia generals all show expressions of shock and anger.

"Murong Fu, how dare you! You alone want to threaten my entire Western Xia? You are arrogant!"

"Is it arrogance or fact? I don't get to say, and neither do you. Why don't we try it?"

"If I fail, I lose nothing. If you fail, at most you'll just replace an Emperor!"

Ning Yuan said with a confident smile.

This made the Western Xia people blocking their way so angry their lungs felt like they would explode.

When had anyone dared to speak such words to them directly, one person threatening an army and a nation?

But soon, Nuerhai burst into laughter, "Murong Fu, did you become the Beggars' Clan leader and actually think you're invincible?"

"Do you really think there's no one in this world who can stop you?"

Nuerhai waved his hand, and two figures appeared behind him.

"My First Rank Hall's top Master, The Utterly Evil, has broken out of your cage. You didn't expect that, did you?"

Nuerhai sneered, then made an inviting gesture, "And the Imperial Advisor of Tubo, Great Master Jiumozhi, has also come at my Western Xia's invitation."

As he spoke, a familiar figure appeared.

"amitabha, Young Master Murong, we meet again."

Jiumozhi said with a gentle smile.

"So it's Great Master Jiumozhi. No wonder Western Xia has such confidence."

Ning Yuan also revealed a smile.

"Young Master Murong, I am a close friend of your esteemed father. How about, for my Face, both sides cease hostilities and make peace? To avoid conflict."

Jiumozhi put his palms together, saying with a smiling Face.

"Great Master Jiumozhi, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. The question of ceasing hostilities and making peace should not be asked of me right now, but of Western Xia."

Ning Yuan said leisurely.

Even Jiumozhi's appearance did not move him.

Back at Yanz dock, their strengths were already on the same level.

Now that he had obtained seventy years of Wu Yazi's cultivation, how could Jiumozhi be his opponent?

If Jiumozhi remained stubborn, then he would simply have to take Jiumozhi's cultivation.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan licked his lips, and the look in his eyes towards Jiumozhi became more thought-provoking.

Jiumozhi, however, suddenly felt a chill all over his body. At this moment, he had no time to think further and turned to look at Nuerhai and the others, "General, Young Master Murong is the son of an old friend of this humble monk. I believe there might be some misunderstanding between the two sides. How about this humble monk hosts a banquet for the two of you to clarify the misunderstanding, lest a conflict break out and harm relations."

"Great Master Jiumozhi, I don't see any misunderstanding. The evidence that he killed my Western Xia General Zhengdong, Helian Tieshu, is conclusive. If we have to swallow this, I'm afraid the whole world will laugh at my Western Xia as cowardly rats, and from then on, Western Xia will not be able to hold its head high among other nations."

Nuerhai snorted coldly, unmoved.

"That's right, I killed Helian Tieshu. He was babbling in front of me, killing him served as a warning. But now I see you're also babbling."

Ning Yuan stared at Nuerhai with ill intent.

He also didn't want to let this go so easily.

"You still want to kill me?"

Nuerhai immediately showed a look of shock and anger.

Jiumozhi also felt a headache.

Unless absolutely necessary, he currently did not want to fight Ning Yuan. Last time, both sides were evenly matched, and it wouldn't be easy to determine a victor.

"Heh..."

Ning Yuan chuckled, not answering, but his meaning was already self-evident.

"Good, I don't believe you can Face my army's encirclement and slaughter. Great Master Jiumozhi, you don't need to persuade any further. If you are unwilling to act, then please leave."

Nuerhai waved his horsewhip and immediately shouted, "Men, kill them!"

With the military order given, the surrounding Western Xia soldiers immediately gripped their iron spears and advanced towards Ning Yuan and his group.

"Young Misses, be careful."

Bao Butong and Feng Boe immediately stood behind Wang Yuyan and the others with grave expressions.

"Hahaha! Murong Fu, no matter how strong you are alone, can you protect so many people?"

Seeing this scene, Nuerhai immediately burst into wild laughter, "What Southern Murong? Today I'll turn you into Dead Murong!"