77: Subdue the dragon, defeat Jiumozhi again!

"Arrogant!" Ning Yuan snorted coldly, channeling his True Qi. Instantly, a brilliant golden dragon surged forth.

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, in an instant, men and horses were overturned.

"Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!" Seeing this, Jiumozhi's eyes widened immediately.

The Xiao Wu Xiang Skill he cultivated, along with the Six Meridian Divine Sword he had previously gone to Dali to seize, and the Beggar Clan's Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, were all top-tier martial arts of the age.

Jiumozhi loved martial arts above all else; coveting the Six Meridian Divine Sword, he naturally coveted the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms as well.

However, the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms had always been in Qiao Feng's hands, so he naturally never had a chance.

"As the leader of the Beggar Clan, it is hardly strange that I know the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, is it?"

Ning Yuan laughed loudly. Although he had only mastered a few of the palm techniques, the power he unleashed, thanks to his profound Internal Energy, could be described as world-shaking.

With just one palm, he cleared the enemies in front of him.

"In terms of area-of-effect lethality, the Six Meridian Divine Sword and the Xiao Wu Xiang Skill are far inferior to the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!"

Seeing this, Ning Yuan was also greatly amazed. This was the first time he had unleashed his power so recklessly.

"Keep attacking! I don't believe his True Qi is inexhaustible!" Seeing this, Nuerhai, though terrified, immediately gave the order, yet instinctively retreated.

The power of the opponent's palm had already terrified him; at such close range, he felt no sense of security.

"Young Master Murong is truly a gifted prodigy. In fact, I have always admired the various ultimate arts of the Central Plains. I previously went to Dali, but unfortunately, the people at Tianlong Temple were too hypocritical and unwilling to lend me the sword manual to read. Now that I see Young Master Murong's Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, I would like to test its power."

Jiumozhi suddenly stepped forward, rushing toward Ning Yuan. Although the strength Ning Yuan displayed was shocking, it also delighted Jiumozhi, who was a martial arts fanatic.

However, Ning Yuan could not afford to slowly test his skills against Jiumozhi right now. Bao Butong, Feng Boe, and the others were surrounded; even though they were highly skilled in martial arts, they were overwhelmed when facing hundreds of Western Xia elites.

"Jiumozhi, this Young Master has no time to deal with you today. If you dare to pester me again, be careful, or I will not consider the sentiments of the previous generation."

Ning Yuan snorted coldly. His palms moved with wide, sweeping motions. Using his profound Internal Energy to channel the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms was like adding wings to a tiger. Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, rocks shattered the clouds, and heaven and earth seemed to crumble.

Ning Yuan's palms terrified the Western Xia soldiers; in just a few dozen moves, hundreds were lost. Seeing such might, many of the remaining soldiers were so scared they knelt on the ground as if seeing a deity.

Jiumozhi had only exchanged one palm strike before he was forced back dozens of steps by a terrifying force, his webbing between thumb and finger bleeding.

"What profound Internal Energy! How can you possess such profound Internal Energy at such a young age?" Jiumozhi shouted, his eyes wide in disbelief.

"Nuerhai, is it? You dare to threaten this Young Master?" Ning Yuan couldn't be bothered to answer and simply carved a bloody path through. His supreme lightness skill allowed him to easily take the head of a general amidst thousands of troops.

He went straight to the rear, grabbed Nuerhai by the neck, and hauled him to the front of the formation. Jiumozhi didn't even have time to stop him.

"Murong Fu, what do you want to do?" Nuerhai's Face showed fear, but his pride prevented him from yielding.

"Just as you wished!" Ning Yuan applied a little force to his palm, strangling Nuerhai to death on the spot, and casually threw his corpse into the ranks of the Western Xia soldiers.

"Your commander is dead. If anyone is willing to be buried with him, then step forward and test whether I, Murong Fu, can kill you all!" Ning Yuan stated unceremoniously.

Although the Bei Ming Divine Skill could not achieve the inexhaustible Qi recovery of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, his Foundation of 150 years of Internal Energy meant he was not afraid of wheel battles or wars of attrition. No one in the world could outlast him.

Let alone a mere thousand men, even if there were ten thousand, Ning Yuan could slaughter his way through.

Looking at Nuerhai's corpse that had fallen into the formation, everyone recoiled in fear, their gazes filled with terror as they looked at Ning Yuan, unable to stop themselves from swallowing hard.

Although the group of women behind him might be his weakness, who could guarantee they would live long enough to see it? Moreover, with the commander already dead, what was the point even if they captured those people?

There was no need for them to be buried with Nuerhai. Thinking this, some people wavered and couldn't help but retreat.

As someone's weapon hit the ground with a 'clang', it stirred up a thousand waves. In an instant, the rest of them turned and fled. The army that looked so vast and mighty was actually vulnerable to a single blow.

To ordinary people, the power displayed by the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms was far more oppressive than the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

Jiumozhi was also dumbfounded, then said: "The student has surpassed the master; Young Master Murong is truly worthy of his reputation. Since that is the case, I shall take my leave first. We shall meet again if fate allows." Having said that, Jiumozhi left without looking back.

Although Ning Yuan coveted Jiumozhi's Internal Energy, he understood that now was not the time to hunt down Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi's martial arts were extraordinary, and he was cautious; as soon as things went wrong, he would run away. Without thorough preparation, defeating him was easy, but wanting to seize his Internal Energy was not so simple.

Even if his Internal Energy could almost crush Jiumozhi, if the opponent was determined to run, it would take a significant amount of time to catch him. If Wang Yuyan and the others weren't by his side, he could naturally chase him without worry, but with them present, Ning Yuan naturally couldn't be reckless.

However, the purpose of coming to Western Xia this time was not Jiumozhi, so Ning Yuan did not regret it.

"Young Master, our whereabouts have been exposed. This time they failed to kill us and instead lost another general. I fear the Western Xia people will not let this rest." Bao Butong stepped forward and said vigilantly.

"I know, but there is a place that the Western Xia imperial court cannot set foot in." Ning Yuan said dismissively.

"Which place is the Young Master referring to?" Feng Boe asked, looking puzzled.

"Lingjiu Palace on Tianshan!" Ning Yuan said indifferently.

Tianshan. Ning Yuan and the others had just arrived at the foot of Tianshan. Just then, a scream came from above, and a figure was seen falling rapidly from high in the sky. Everyone looked up in a hurry.

"Young Master, be careful." Bao Butong immediately called out a warning, but Ning Yuan had already stepped into the air and flown up. Using Star Shift with both palms, he steadily caught the person falling from the sky, and with a casual toss, the person landed safely on the ground.

Tianshan Child Granny was shocked: Who is this person to have such Internal Energy? It seems I must be careful in front of him and must not expose my identity. Tianshan Child Granny thought to herself silently.

"It's a little girl." At this moment, A Zhu and the others stepped forward and saw that the person Ning Yuan had saved was only seven or eight years old, wearing two pigtails, and couldn't help but show looks of surprise.

"Little girl, who are you? How did you fall from up there?" A Zhu stepped forward, crouched down, and asked gently. Tianshan Child Granny feigned confusion.

Ning Yuan, however, curled his lips slightly, recognizing the other party, but did not point it out directly.

Just then, a group of mountain people dressed in various colors rushed out from the surroundings. "Who are you people? Why are you trespassing on Tianshan?" "Have you seen an injured woman?" The group held various weapons and looked at Ning Yuan and the others with hostile gazes.

"I want to find the people of Lingjiu Palace. Let the people of Lingjiu Palace come out and speak." Ning Yuan said directly.

The crowd looked at each other, and then one of them walked out and asked: "What is your relationship with Lingjiu Palace? Who are you looking for in Lingjiu Palace?"

"My relationship with Lingjiu Palace is not something you lot can know. Let your Tóng Lǎo come out to talk." Ning Yuan snorted and said indifferently. At the same time, his gaze glanced imperceptibly at Tianshan Child Granny, who had her hair in pigtails.

At this moment, Tianshan Child Granny looked as if she were terrified, keeping her head down and not speaking.

Hearing Ning Yuan's words, the crowd looked at each other, their gazes sweeping over Wang Yuyan and the others behind Ning Yuan. Suddenly, they all drew their swords and slashed at Ning Yuan and his group, "Kill them! They must have a connection with Lingjiu Palace; perhaps they are the ones delivering these beautiful women to Lingjiu Palace. We cannot let them go up the mountain."

"What is wrong with you people?" Bao Butong pulled out his long sword with an annoyed look on his Face.

"We have never been afraid of a fight." Feng Boe also immediately took action.

"It seems Tianshan Child Granny has encountered some trouble." Ning Yuan thought to himself, and immediately took action. With a few casual strokes of Sword Qi, he forced these ordinary Martial Forest people to fall to the ground, injured.

"Young Master, should we ask them why they attacked us?" Bao Butong stepped forward and asked.

"No need, we will just ask the master directly." Ning Yuan said, looking at Tianshan Child Granny.

Facing Ning Yuan's mocking gaze, Tianshan Child Granny's heart tightened. Could he have recognized me? Impossible. Except for that Bitch and my trusted aides, no one knows what I look like now. Tianshan Child Granny muttered to herself.

After all, even the people from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands who attacked Piao Miao Peak did not recognize her. They only wanted to capture her to force her to reveal the whereabouts of Tianshan Child Granny.

A Zhu and the others also looked suspiciously at the little girl whom Ning Yuan had suddenly saved.

Ning Yuan extended his left hand, revealing the jade ring that symbolized the Sect Head of the Xiaoyao Sect. Seeing the jade ring in Ning Yuan's hand, Tianshan Child Granny could not help herself: "Who are you? Why is the token of my Xiaoyao Sect's Sect Head in your hand? Where is Wu Yazi?"

"This voice?" A Zhu and the others all showed expressions of astonishment, unable to believe that such a mature voice could come from the mouth of a seven or eight-year-old girl. This left them completely bewildered.

"Senior Wu Yazi has passed away. Before he died, he passed the position of Xiaoyao Sect Leader to me and asked me to come here to find Tóng Lǎo. I didn't expect such a coincidence; as soon as I arrived at the foot of Tianshan, I encountered Tóng Lǎo falling from the sky." Ning Yuan said with a smile.

"What? Junior Brother is dead?" Hearing the terrible news, Tianshan Child Granny immediately stepped forward several steps and asked again in disbelief.

"That is correct." Ning Yuan nodded, "He asked me to find Tóng Lǎo and revitalize the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Hmph, only remembered me after he died. Why would he think I would definitely help you?" Tianshan Child Granny's expression changed several times, and finally, she snorted coldly.

"If I am not mistaken, Tóng Lǎo, your cultivation has run into problems, hasn't it?" Ning Yuan said directly.

Tianshan Child Granny's expression changed, and then she snorted coldly, "It seems Wu Yazi told you everything. You even know such secrets. Why? Are you going to threaten me?"

"I, Tianshan Child Granny, am not a person who can be threatened. It is impossible for you to use my life or death to force me. Give up on that idea." Tianshan Child Granny's tone was cold; she had an extreme personality and was not someone who could be easily threatened.

Even though she had entered the Qi-dispersion period due to her Cultivation Technique and could be easily killed by any ordinary person in the Jianghu, now that her identity had been revealed, she was not prepared to compromise. She would not lose Face.