novelraw Chapter 632: Ancestor Baimu
Chapter 632: Ancestor Baimu
Seeing a flash of escape light from afar, the little demoness giggled, "Troubles already upon entering the Demon World. Big Brother Fan, you must protect me. Here, take this pill; it will conceal your appearance, aura, and bone age. Within a month, no one will know you are Ning Fan."
This pill had been prepared by the little demoness long ago. Now that Ning Fan is the Rain Emperor, naturally, many know his appearance.
If the demon world’s experts learned that the Rain Emperor had sneaked into the Rain Immortal World, it would likely cause trouble.
On this important mission, even the little demoness wouldn’t want to cause more trouble than necessary.
"This is... a Seventh Revolution peak pill, Formless Pill!"
Ning Fan looked at the little demoness, feeling inferior. The Godly Void Pavilion indeed possesses profound depths, as the little demoness easily presents a Seventh Revolution peak pill...
Even without this pill, Ning Fan had planned to change his appearance and conceal his identity upon entering the demon world.
When he entered the Tree World, he did not need to hide his identity because it was ordinary, and no one in the Tree World recognized him.
However, times are different now. The identity of the Rain Emperor is quite sensitive, and if someone learns that Rain Emperor Ning Fan has infiltrated the demon world, it’s uncertain when an old monster from the demon world might take action.
The demon world is among the Upper Three Worlds of the Nine Worlds, with hundreds of Void Fragmentation cultivators in one world, along with rogue devil experts.
Even though Ning Fan possesses a rogue devil aura, he dares not flaunt it excessively like in the Tree World; after all, the rogue devil aura can only be used once more...
Without much ado, he swallowed the Yixiang Dan in one gulp, instantly altering his appearance, bone age, and aura.
While still youthful in appearance, he looked completely different from Ning Fan, with the purple seal concealed by the pill’s power.
His bone age temporarily changed to twenty thousand years.
His aura transformed beyond recognition.
"Alright, now no one will recognize you as Little Fan Fan. I’ve also prepared identities for entering the demon world for you, a few options to choose from later. But for now... let’s deal with these Nascent Soul and Spirit Severing seniors. I am currently just a Gold Core expert, really afraid of these aggressive seniors."
Feigning fear, the little demoness, like a small beast, grabbed Ning Fan’s sleeve, hiding behind him.
In an instant, over ten escape lights approached and surrounded Ning Fan and the little demoness, forming a blockade.
This group of cultivators were all demon race cultivators, donned in unified attire with a clan emblem stitched onto their clothing.
"Why do you block our path?" Ning Fan asked calmly.
"Hmph, our Xuanhe Clan has sealed the entire White Feather Demon Sea, capturing all White Feather Clan members. You appear suspicious in the White Feather Demon Sea and are most likely the remnants of the White Feather Clan!"
An elder in the late Nascent Soul stage stepped forward, taking out a jade scroll from his storage pouch.
Within the jade scroll, the appearances of twenty-three important White Feather Clan members were recorded.
The elder carefully compared Ning Fan and the little demoness’s appearances with those in the scroll, finding none that matched, showing a hint of disappointment while reporting to the mid Divine Transformation Realm man standing behind him,
"Reporting to Elder Luo, these two are not on the jade scroll."
The man’s surname was Luo, an elder of the Xuanhe Clan, and one of the three leaders in charge of wiping out the White Feather Clan.
"Is that so? In that case, kill the man and keep the woman."
Elder Luo gave a dismissive wave after glancing at Ning Fan and the little demoness.
At a glance, he recognized the little demoness as a mere Gold Core disciple, her cultivation negligible.
Yet her appearance was quite pleasing, though her body was slightly petite, she could still serve as a Cauldron Furnace.
Although he could not discern Ning Fan’s cultivation, Elder Luo assumed Ning Fan was not very powerful and possessed some magical treasure concealing his cultivation.
He had already concluded that Ning Fan and his companion in the White Feather Demon Sea were White Feather Clan members.
The White Feather Clan had only one Nascent Soul and Spirit Severing cultivator, who had already died in battle against the Xuanhe Clan cultivators.
Should Ning Fan be a White Feather Clan member, he certainly wouldn’t be a significant figure, not worth Elder Luo’s concern.
At Luo’s command, the surrounding Xuanhe experts immediately showed killing intent, with three Nascent Soul cultivators launching their magical treasures towards Ning Fan.
The remaining Nascent Soul experts remained cautious, fearing Ning Fan might have a trick up his sleeve for a counterattack.
While there were no more Nascent Soul and Spirit Severing cultivators among the White Feather Clan remnants, several Nascent Soul experts remained. Elder Luo, confident in his high-level cultivation, was unafraid of Ning Fan, but the others dared not be careless.
"Husband, save me!" The little demoness, looking at the three roaring magical treasures, feigned fear, clinging tightly to Ning Fan’s arm, rubbing her not-so-full chest against Ning Fan’s arm.
Ning Fan felt slightly speechless towards the little demoness. He had not expected that entering the demon world this time, he had to pose as the little demoness’s partner.
Towards this group of Xuanhe Clan cultivators, Ning Fan was inclined to kill.
Though he entered the demon world on a peaceful mission, the other party attacked without saying a word, launching lethal moves, so naturally, he would not hold back.
With a slight raise of his hand, he pointed a finger, and in an instant, three massive silver whirlpools appeared in the sky.
The silver whirlpools immediately enveloped the three Nascent Soul magical treasures, shattering them.
All the Xuanhe Clan cultivators present were startled, and even Elder Luo opened his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of surprise, coldly laughing,
"I thought this lad was a little fish, but it seems he’s actually a big one... Kill him, take his head back for a reward!"
"Big fish? Haha, where’s the big fish? The two of us old fellows would also like to share in this glory!"
From a distance, another large group of cultivators rushed toward the scene, arriving in an instant.
This time, dozens of Nascent Soul masters came, led by two elders in the late Divinity Transformation stage, one wearing green and the other in red robes.
Behind these experts, hundreds of Winged Clan cultivators were bound with demon rope, all women, mostly at the Harmonious Spirit and Golden Core levels, with only one Nascent Soul female cultivator among them.
These women were all captured by Xuanhe Clan cultivators from within the Baiyu Clan.
The men had long been killed off.
Seeing the other two managing elders trying to take credit, the man named Luo felt displeased but dared not express it.
His cultivation wasn’t equal to the two elders; he had to tolerate it.
"Hehe, this big fish belongs to me! You all, stand back!"
The elder in green was eager to seize credit, his form flickered, and he rushed toward Ning Fan.
He was surrounded by the terrifying aura of the late Divinity Transformation stage, ten fingers forming precise gestures, and instantly a huge shadow of Xuanhe appeared behind him.
"Demon Art, Crane Cry!"
As the elder’s hand gestures mirrored the shadow’s movements, the Xuanhe suddenly cried out, creating layer upon layer of silver sound waves that vibrated toward Ning Fan and the little demoness.
The sound waves were fivefold, each sharper than the last.
Nearby, the Nascent Soul cultivators of Xuanhe were astonished upon seeing the elder utilize this art.
"Too, too terrifying! Elder Yuan has mastered our Xuanhe Clan’s Crane Cry art to the realm of five-tier sound waves!"
"That Baiyu cultivator will likely die without a place for burial! How dare a mere Baiyu conceal treasures, not offering them all to our Xuanhe Clan! It’s truly a path to death!"
"Hu, husband, I’m, I’m scared!" The little demoness tightly clung to Ning Fan’s arm, though her eyes held a hidden expression of enjoying the show.
Ning Fan said nothing more, and with a point of the left index finger, numerous massive silver whirlpools abruptly appeared in the sky.
At the instant these whirlpools appeared, all five sound waves shattered, and the shadow of Xuanhe was disintegrated by the shock.
The elder who wielded this art was directly swept to death by the surrounding silver glow, eyes filled with unspeakable fear at the moment of death!
The Nascent Soul cultivators of Xuanhe, upon being swallowed by the whirlpool, were immediately shredded into countless pieces.
The Swirling Void Technique can not only be used for sealing but also for killing.
In just a moment, all sixty-five Nascent Soul experts dispatched by Xuanhe Clan this time were completely annihilated!
The face of the man named Luo turned ashen with fright; he realized he’d provoked someone he couldn’t afford to offend.
At this moment, Ning Fan’s aura remained unexposed, yet his presence during the attack was more overwhelming than even the Xuanhe Clan Leader.
With a single finger, he annihilated sixty-five Nascent Soul cultivators, a late Divinity Transformation stage elder! Moreover, the man named Luo clearly saw that Ning Fan had casually pointed, not using his full strength!
The Xuanhe Clan Leader is a Void Pierce Stage expert, a renowned figure in the Northern Demon Sea.
But in Luo’s eyes, Ning Fan at this moment, his presence far surpassed that of the Xuanhe Clan Leader.
He secretly guessed, could Ning Fan possibly be an old monster of the Absolute Void Stage!
It’s over, it’s over, an old monster of the Absolute Void Stage, he’s something I can’t mess with!
Must escape!
The man named Luo, without saying a word, spat out several mouthfuls of blood essence and fled.
Another elder in red robe also wore a pale face with fear.
He deeply regretted coming to seize glory, not only failing to gain credit but nearly losing his life.
He no longer cared about the hundreds of Baiyu Clan female cultivators he had captured, spraying blood essence similarly to the man named Luo, fleeing for his life!
Those Baiyu Clan female cultivators who were captured had initially worn expressions of despair, knowing that once taken back to Xuanhe Clan, they would surely become Cauldron Furnaces for the clan.
Unexpectedly, Ning Fan appeared out of nowhere, raising a hand to completely crush the Xuanhe Clan’s cultivators, causing these women to glance around with radiant eyes.
They knew Ning Fan must be a high-level master with cultivation beyond imagination.
Ning Fan’s slaughter of the Xuanhe group was essentially saving them in disguise, meaning they were immensely grateful.
Only the Nascent Soul female cultivator looked at Ning Fan with disbelief and a hint of joy.
She wore white down feather clothes, adorned with several white feathers in her hair, her appearance quite beautiful.
She naturally excelled at perception, sensing a hint of Winged Demon aura within Ning Fan’s divine skill.
She had seen portraits of ancestors in the clan’s restricted grounds, and after Ning Fan’s disguise, his appearance resembled one of them closely!
That ancestor left Baiyu Clan several thousand years ago, claiming to travel outside, but was actually expelled from the family and vanished since.
The renowned divine skill of that ancestor is a fatal silver glow!
The name of that ancestor is Baimu!
However, that ancestor has a questionable reputation, skilled in Dual Cultivation techniques, and has repeatedly seduced and taken advantage of women in the clan, indeed a lecherous person...
"This Senior is willing to offend the Xuanhe Clan to save us. Could he be Ancestor Baimu?"
"Now that he has returned, will he protect our Baiyu Clan..."
"Will he reclaim the Star Stone that our Baiyu Clan has guarded for generations..."
The eyes of the feather-clad woman were filled with hope.
The man named Luo and the elder in red robes fled in different directions, but how could they escape from Ning Fan’s grasp?
With a blank expression, Ning Fan withdrew his arm from the little demoness’s embrace, his figure blurred and disappeared. In the next moment, two horrific screams echoed from afar.
Moments later, Ning Fan returned to the ancient sword, holding a demon soul in each hand.
"Soul Search."
Without any hesitation, he directly searched the souls of the two, then swallowed them in one gulp.
From the memories of the man named Luo and the elder in red robes, Ning Fan learned that they belonged to the Xuanhe Clan of the Northern Demon Sea in the Demon World, and he also understood the reason for the Xuanhe Clan’s aggression against the Baiyu Clan.
The Clan Leader Xuan He coveted the treasures of the Baiyu Clan and demanded them forcefully.
The precious treasure called the Star Stone is passed down through generations of the Baiyu Clan and contains infinite star power.
There are a total of ten Star Stones. The Baiyu Clan, fearing the might of the Xuanhe Clan, offered nine of them but secretly kept one.
This matter was later exposed, and the Clan Leader Xuan He was furious, sending people to massacre the Baiyu Clan and seize the Star Stone by force.
Ning Fan waved his sleeve, holding in his hand a stone shining like the stars, feeling its vast star power, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Interesting, just entering the Demon World and I’ve already found a treasure."
This Star Stone contains enough star power for Ning Fan to condense ten Natal Stars.
"Oh? It’s a Star Stone. Husband’s luck is really good, finding a treasure just upon entering the Demon World." The little demoness was deeply in character, still playing Ning Fan’s spiritual partner.
Her gaze swept over the hundreds of Baiyu female cultivators in the distance, then gave Ning Fan a meaningful smile, "Congratulations, Husband, for also acquiring hundreds of tender Cauldron Furnaces in one stroke, truly a fortunate man."
The inheritor of the Ancient Chaotic Grand Emperor must master the Yin Yang Transformation, proficient in the art of supplementing, as she naturally knew.
"These Cauldron Furnaces have too low cultivations, collecting them is useless."
Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed to the air, causing the demon ropes binding the hundreds of female cultivators to turn to ash in an instant.
"You can leave now."
Ning Fan coldly said to the Baiyu Clan female cultivators, having no intention of helping them, only slaying Xuanhe cultivators because they sought trouble.
Upon saying this, Ning Fan stepped directly onto the ancient sword, intending to escape immediately.
He obtained part of the map of the Northern Demon World from the Xuanhe cultivators.
The place he had entered through the Key to the Main Gate belonged to the Northern Demon Sea, specifically the White Feather Sea Area.
The Baiyu Clan’s ancestors were once prosperous, and the entire sea area was named after the Baiyu.
But the Baiyu Clan has long since declined, becoming an oppressed force bullied by countless demon races.
There are a hundred and forty-six demon seas in the Northern Demon Sea. The little demoness wanted Ning Fan to accompany her to the Yuanqiong Demon Sea.
To travel from the Baiyu Demon Sea to the Yuanqiong Demon Sea, one must cross more than sixty demon seas.
Each demon sea is as large as a high-level cultivation world.
With Ning Fan’s escape speed on the Ancient Golden Sword, reaching the Yuanqiong Demon Sea would take at least a month.
The Demon World is much larger than the Rain Immortal World, with just the Northern Demon Sea being three times the size of the Rain World.
The journey is still long, and Ning Fan would not linger here any longer.
Seeing Ning Fan about to leave, the feather-clad female cultivator immediately panicked, suddenly kneeling in the air, pleading,
"Ancestor Baimu, please don’t abandon us! Don’t abandon the Baiyu Clan!"
"Ancestor Baimu?"
Ning Fan was taken aback, stopping his escape light, unsure why she addressed him like that.
He quietly used the Mind Reading Technique, uncovering all her thoughts, and finally understood.
It turned out she had mistaken him for the Baiyu Clan’s previous ancestor, Baimu, based on his current appearance, divine skills, and the aura of the Winged Demon.
His eyes narrowed slightly. Entering the Demon World, he would indeed need an identity.
Along the way, the little demoness told him about the purpose of their journey.
To achieve that goal, Baimu’s identity does have some use.
"I am not Baimu, but from this moment on, I can be Baimu."
As Ning Fan spoke in words the woman in feathered clothing could not understand, he supported her to her feet from a distance.
The woman in feathered clothing was initially stunned, not understanding the meaning of Ning Fan’s words.
After pondering for a moment, she thought that Baimu was exiled from the clan back then, and the phrase ’I am not Baimu’ probably indicated lingering resentment towards Baiyu in his heart.
However, Senior Baimu ultimately is considered a member of the Baiyu Clan and would not bear to see his clan bullied, hence he returned with forceful action.
Yes, it must be like this.
"I beg Ancestor Baimu to destroy the Xuanhe Clan, reclaim the Star Stones, and avenge the fallen Baiyu clansmen!" The woman’s eyes instantly reddened.
In this battle, nearly ten thousand Baiyu clansmen were annihilated, leaving only these few hundred women.
Fortunately, Ancestor Baimu returned, so the Baiyu Clan would not be annihilated.
"Let us speak of revenge later. I have important matters to attend to at the Yuanqiong Demon Sea; you all will accompany me."
With a wave of Ning Fan’s sleeve, hundreds of delicate Baiyu female cultivators were immediately swept onto the Ancient Golden Sword by a gentle breeze.
The ancient sword was so gigantic, it could hold a thousand people standing on it.
Seeing that Ning Fan had pressing matters and didn’t intend to stand up for the Baiyu Clan immediately, the woman in feathered clothing felt somewhat disappointed but naturally did not dare harbor any grievances.
In her view, just the fact that Ancestor Baimu was willing to set aside past grievances and save them was already a tremendous kindness.
Currently, in the Earth Yuan Palace of Yuanqiong Demon Sea, the once-in-a-millennium ’Dragon-Fishing Meet’ is being held; perhaps Ancestor Baimu was eager to participate in this grand event.
Thinking of this, the woman in feathered clothing said nothing more, standing respectfully with a submissive expression.
The other Baiyu female cultivators were all astounded, each with their mouths wide open in shock.
"This Senior in White is the Ancestor Baimu who was exiled from the clan back then?! ’Silver Finch’ Baimu."
"Ah! Rumor has it that Ancestor Baimu was lecherous, even preying on his own clan members. Will he... will he do that to us..."
"Silence! Ancestor Baimu saved us; we owe him a tremendous debt. Even if he takes us as his Cauldron Furnace, it is only fair and reasonable!"
"Everyone stop speaking nonsense. Ancestor Baimu possesses great divine skills that we cannot comment upon!"
The term ’Silver Finch’ Baimu, with those two words of ’Silver Finch’, is certainly no good reputation.
Rather than ’Silver’, it would be more accurate to say ’Lustful’.
Ning Fan naturally did not know that the fake identity he chose had a notoriously bad reputation, despised by numerous elder female cultivators in the Demon World...
Nor did he know, at this moment, the Clan Leader of the Xuanhe Clan was in thunderous rage.
Half a day later, at the Baiyu Demon Sea, on the Xuanhe Continent, within the Xuanhe Clan.
In a black palace, a muscular middle-aged man looked at the sixty-eight shattered soul plates, his fury erupting!
Three Divinity Transformation elders, sixty-five Nascent Souls, yet they all perished trying to annihilate a little Baiyu Clan!
"Someone tell me, what on earth is happening here!" the middle-aged man roared angrily.
"Reporting to the Clan Leader, I have received news that an old monster in white, claiming to be Baimu, has crossed the lock sea formation of the Baiyu Demon Sea. This person is riding an Ancient Golden Sword, with hundreds of Baiyu clan women on the sword... From what I see, this Baimu is likely connected to the deaths of the three elders."
"What, what did you say! Say it again! You said that person claims to be Baimu!" The middle-aged man’s anger deepened, and finally, he laughed in rage.
"Baimu! Baimu! Baimu! After four thousand years, you’re still alive!"
"Back then, you were expelled from the Baiyu Clan; I personally struck you to severe injury. Though your demon soul escaped by a thread, that thread should have been erased by my secret technique afterward."
"It seems I didn’t kill you back then! Since you’ve returned now, I’ll kill you once more; what harm is there!"
It seemed that this middle-aged man harbored a deep-seated hatred for Baimu.
Perhaps his wife or daughters had been wronged by Baimu, but either way, Ning Fan had already unwittingly become a target.
"After exiting the lock sea formation of Baiyu Demon Sea, which direction did Baimu go?" the middle-aged man asked again.
"He went to the Crimson Fang Demon Sea and then passed through the Blazing Flame Demon Sea and Poison Dragon Demon Sea..."
"I see; he’s heading to the Yuanqiong Demon Sea to attend the Dragon-Fishing Meet!"
The middle-aged man smirked coldly.
He began to contemplate how many allies he would need to hunt Ning Fan in the Yuanqiong Demon Sea!
The Dragon-Fishing Meet, ha, may as well participate while there. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian.com; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)