Published: March 8, 2025
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN: Opportunity!
Xiao Changfeng felt dizzy and his heart sank, his whole body turning cold: How did I finally manage to deal with Bu Liqing, only to be targeted by Ning Tianya? This time, it's over...
"Senior, spare me..." Just as Xiao Changfeng was about to beg for mercy, Ning Tianya had already thrown him up in the air, grabbing his ankle and smashing him down on a large rock like a meteor hammer, angrily cursing, "Do you think I wouldn't dare to touch you with Bu Liqing backing you up?!"
Xiao Changfeng barely managed to say half a sentence: "...Please, Senior, for the sake of my Xiao Clan..." before he was slammed against the rock, his last words along with his flesh and blood scattered.
"I have to deal with you, Xiao? So what if you're a Xiao? Even if you're a bastard shared by the nine great sovereign families, I'll still smash you!" As Ning Tianya reminisced angrily, he swung again, and by the third strike, Xiao Changfeng's rotund body had already turned into a puddle of meat paste! In Ning Tianya's hand, only a stinky foot remained.
With a loud slap, he tossed the stinky foot aside, still furious: "You're actually threatening me with the nine great clans? This world is truly insane!"
Then, Ning Tianya stretched out his arms, roaring in rage: "Die!"
Two sharp streams of energy exploded forth, and the remaining two masters of the Xiao Clan suddenly fell silent, even begging for mercy was too late, and with a bang, their bodies exploded like firecrackers.
Bu Liqing's gaze narrowed: This Ning Tianya seems to often shout loudly, but he has never been this furious... Why?
Seeing Ning Tianya's body blocking that little girl again, she couldn't help but think: Could it be related to this little girl?
She heard Ning Tianya wave his hand, telling the nine heavens enforcer, "Alright, it's none of your business; the short and stout person you were supervising is dead beyond saving. You can go back to the upper three days now."
His commanding tone made it sound as if he was the superior of this enforcer.
"Yes, junior takes his leave." The white-clothed person forced a smile, bowed to both of them, and turned to leave, thinking to himself that the Xiao Clan had truly suffered a dumb loss; Xiao Changfeng died at Ning Tianya's hands, and probably the Xiao Clan wouldn't even dare to mention it, they could only accept it with their noses pinched...
If they were to deal with Ning Tianya... cough cough, the white-clothed person thought for a moment, it seemed that the Xiao Clan currently didn't have such strength... Unless they called upon several ancestral patriarchs to launch a siege... but that didn't seem likely to succeed either.
Forget it, what does this have to do with me? I just need to bring the news back...
The white-clothed person left.
Ning Tianya stood tall in front of Mo Qingwu, completely ignoring Gu Duxing and the others' gratitude, saying, "You all should leave." This was directed at Jun Xizhu and Young Master Wei, and then he added, "Little girl, you're a Xun, right?"
Jun Xizhu replied, "Indeed... May I ask, Senior?..."
"Mm, you're a descendant of the Xun family. Hm hm," Ning Tianya waved his hand: "Go on, go on, if you have time to meet your old and immortal ancestral patriarch, tell him that Ning Tianya wants to have a drink with him."
Jun Xizhu paused for a moment, wanting to say: That legendary ancestral patriarch is currently nowhere to be found, and the Jun family has long been gone. But this thought turned in her mind before she swallowed it. If she said that, it would clearly imply that she had a request. Jun Xizhu didn't like that feeling, so she bowed respectfully, saying, "In that case, junior takes his leave. If able to see the ancestral patriarch, I will definitely relay your message, Senior."
She nodded to Chu Yang, greeted Young Master Wei, and left with Anzhuzhu.
"Aren't you leaving?" Ning Tianya, determined to clear all obstacles, called out to Bu Liqing in midair: "Hurry up and leave, I'll come find you for a fight in a few days."