novelraw Chapter 697: Severing Mortal Ties (Finale)
Chapter 697: Severing Mortal Ties (Finale)
"Your master?" Ning Fan was slightly taken aback, as he knew that Yu Chong’er’s master was Yun Qingge.
Yun Qingge was an unparalleled beauty, with top-notch talent, and she was admired by countless male cultivators in the Rain World.
However, this had nothing to do with Ning Fan, as he rarely paid attention to this woman.
Compared to Yun Qingge, Ning Fan was more interested in Yu Chong’er, and along the journey, his fondness for her had grown.
"Well, I know you’re the Rain Emperor, a very busy person, and you probably don’t have time to see my master, but could you, for my sake..."
When Yu Chong’er spoke to this point, she suddenly stopped, her face flushed red.
What did it mean to do something for her sake? What influence did she have to trouble the Rain Emperor?
"I truly am very busy..." Ning Fan started to say, but Yu Chong’er lowered her head in disappointment.
"However, I must give face to you." Ning Fan joked, making Yu Chong’er’s cheeks burn with embarrassment, leaving her speechless.
What did it mean, what did it mean!
Why would he give face to her, she didn’t understand, she felt as if she wanted to find a hole to hide in!
"You’re just as amusing as ever, let’s go, and meet your master."
With a sweep of his sleeve, Ning Fan and Yu Chong’er vanished from the spot.
In no time, they appeared within the Thousand Fantasies Country’s Thousand Fantasies Sect.
As one of the four great Void Fragmentation experts, Yun Qingge also held the title of the master of the Thousand Fantasies Sect.
"Greetings, Rain Emperor!"
Ning Fan’s arrival was not concealed in any way, and he stood grandly in the air.
Countless cultivators of the Thousand Fantasies Sect ascended to see Ning Fan’s arrival, clasping their hands in salute, their words extremely respectful.
How could they not be respectful, a powerful Rain Emperor like Ning Fan had not appeared in ages.
Ning Fan’s illustrious reputation had elevated the status of the Rain World, and as cultivators of the Rain World, they had never been prouder!
They held Ning Fan in reverence from the bottom of their hearts!
"Has he arrived?"
Yun Qingge, unfortunately, was bathing in her room and could not immediately receive Ning Fan.
Just as she was about to get dressed to welcome Ning Fan, she saw Ning Fan with a sweep of his sleeve, bringing Yu Chong’er directly outside Yun Qingge’s boudoir.
"Master, I’ve brought the Rain Emperor, hehe."
Yu Chong’er shamelessly was about to push the door open, but Ning Fan shook his head with a chuckle, holding Yu Chong’er’s small hand.
"Wait."
"Wait... wait for what... don’t hold my hand, I, I..." Yu Chong’er, just having her hand held by Ning Fan, felt her heart jumping to her throat, her face beet red, her mind a complete blank.
"Alright."
Ning Fan released Yu Chong’er as instructed, waiting outside.
Though the boudoir had a Sense Barrier Formation set up, Ning Fan could hear some water sounds from inside, knowing what Yun Qingge was doing.
He had no intention to rashly enter, or rather, he had no interest in Yun Qingge.
After a while, the room’s door creaked open. Yun Qingge had dressed properly, still in military attire, and she performed a graceful salute to Ning Fan, "Qingge greets the Rain Emperor."
"Miss Yun, there’s no need for formalities."
Ning Fan nodded lightly and, along with Yu Chong’er, stepped into Yun Qingge’s boudoir, his gaze on Yun Qingge free of any desire, not even pausing for long.
Initially, Yun Qingge didn’t have a good impression of Ning Fan due to her disciple’s theft of spirit equipment.
Later, her impression of Ning Fan gradually improved, yet she still did not believe Ning Fan to be a virtuous man.
However, Ning Fan’s current gaze was so clear, clear enough to surprise Yun Qingge.
Was this the true Ning Fan? It was said he was lustful and had many wives and concubines, but perhaps only a few truly caught his eye.
"Miss Yun seeks Ning Fan; I wonder what the matter is?" Ning Fan sat casually on a nearby rattan chair, while Yu Chong’er sat foolishly beside him, yet to regain her senses.
"Qingge has a request, hoping the Rain Emperor will agree."
"What is it?"
"Qingge wishes to know where the Rain Sovereign medallion in the Rain Emperor’s hand came from. As far as Qingge knows, that medallion should have disappeared with my imperial father..."
"Your imperial father?" Ning Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes, my imperial father, who was the previous Rain Emperor, the Red Cloud Rain Emperor. Since the Rain Emperor was able to find the medallion, he probably also knows my father’s remains whereabouts. Please, Rain Emperor, tell me!"
With that, Yun Qingge once again performed a graceful salute, a faint sadness in her eyes.
Ning Fan, however, remained unmoved, simply silent.
He mused if Yun Qingge sought him just to find the remains of the Red Cloud Rain Emperor?
The Red Cloud Rain Emperor was not dead, so where was there talk of remains?
Ning Fan naturally knew the whereabouts of the Red Cloud Rain Emperor, but why should he tell Yun Qingge?
If he rescued the Red Cloud Rain Emperor, his theft of the Time Crystal years ago might be exposed.
It might lead to quite a few troubles...
Although Red Cloud had gifted Ning Fan the Rain Sovereign cultivation technique and the Rain Sovereign medallion, those things were not worthy of Ning Fan taking risks as repayment.
After considering, he decided not to tell Yun Qingge the location of Red Cloud.
"The Rain Sovereign medallion came into my possession by chance, and when I obtained it, I did not see your father’s remains," Ning Fan replied lightly.
"Is that so..." Yun Qingge sorrowfully closed her eyes, while Yu Chong’er, beside her, snapped back to reality and pouted discontentedly.
"Ning Fan, you’re lying. You’ve taken the blood of the Insect Sovereign from me. I can feel it when you’re lying... You must know where the remains of the Red Cloud Rain Sovereign are."
"Uh..." Ning Fan fell silent, looking at Yu Chong’er. Could this little girl really tell when he was lying?
The blood of the Insect Sovereign... Ning Fan had long known through certain means what the blood of the Insect Sovereign meant.
She saved him, helped him, gifted him blood through a kiss...
She stole spirit equipment and gave it to him, adorably foolish...
This was why Ning Fan paid special attention to Yu Chong’er.
Who’d have thought her Insect Sovereign blood had such special effects...
"Does the Rain Sovereign know where my father’s remains are? I beg the Rain Sovereign to tell me!"
Yun Qingge clenched her teeth and directly knelt down in front of Ning Fan.
"If I can retrieve my father’s remains, I’ll willingly become the Rain Sovereign’s Cauldron Furnace!"
"Master!" Yu Chong’er grew anxious, hurriedly stood up, and ran over to support Yun Qingge, although she couldn’t lift her.
Yun Qingge pleaded as she looked at Ning Fan but saw only his eternally indifferent gaze.
He was a heartless person... at least to her.
Thud!
This time, Yu Chong’er knelt down too!
Ning Fan’s expression immediately changed. He abruptly stood up, flicked his sleeve, and lifted up Yu Chong’er and Yun Qingge.
"What are you doing!"
"Hmph!" Yu Chong’er pouted, ignoring Ning Fan, yet inside her heart was a burst of sweetness.
No matter how much her master begged, it was useless, but when she knelt, Ning Fan softened.
She didn’t understand the sentiment behind it, but she was just happy.
Yun Qingge was stunned, then looked at Yu Chong’er with bitterness, mocking herself with a smile.
She really underestimated Ning Fan; Ning Fan wasn’t someone who would choose any random woman.
Yu Chong’er could enter his eyes, but she could not...
"Red Cloud is still alive, trapped somewhere."
Ning Fan’s calm voice reached Yun Qingge’s ears, leaving her frozen, then filled with tears.
Any small calculations dissipated, leaving only joy.
She had long suspected Ning Fan had reasons for not revealing her father’s remains.
Never did she imagine that the supposed reason would be this exhilarating news.
The place Red Cloud is trapped in must be a secret, or Ning Fan wouldn’t hide it.
Yun Qingge’s brow furrowed immediately.
Her father was trapped somewhere; even with his Sixth Heavenly Layer power, he couldn’t escape, meaning it must be a dangerous place.
She absolutely had no ability to rescue her father.
"I beg the Rain Sovereign to rescue my father from captivity!" She was smart and didn’t ask where Red Cloud was trapped, only pleaded Ning Fan for rescue.
Ning Fan’s eyes flickered, yet before he made a decision, Yu Chong’er mischievously smiled and was about to kneel again, mimicking her master’s tone, "I beg the Rain Sovereign to rescue the former Rain Sovereign!"
Yu Chong’er thought she must have gone crazy to find teasing Ning Fan amusing.
Ning Fan’s gaze darkened, firmly restraining Yu Chong’er from kneeling again.
"Kneeling back and forth, is it fun?"
That little girl, knowing he would soften towards her, was she doing it on purpose?
"I, I..." Yu Chong’er was a bit frightened; Ning Fan seemed really angry, as if they’d overstepped the line.
His gaze gradually calmed, Ning Fan looked at Yu Chong’er with annoyance and spoke flatly, "Rescuing is possible, but once he’s rescued, he will no longer be the Rain Sovereign. You must understand this."
With regard to Yu Chong’er, Ning Fan didn’t mind taking another trip to the Lost World Tower to rescue Red Cloud.
Of course, he didn’t want to bring out an enemy; if Red Cloud returned, would it spark a conflict between the former and current Rain Sovereign?
Moreover, Red Cloud knew about Ning Fan stealing the time crystal, so even if Ning Fan rescued Red Cloud, he would erase his memory.
Entering the Lost World Tower, there was another matter to attend to.
Ning Fan decided to think of a way to replenish the time crystal in the seventh layer...
He already had an idea of how to replenish it.
After ten days of flight, Ning Fan appeared at the Peng Lai Immortal Island in the Endless Sea.
Given his relationship with Mistress Xiao Man, entering the Lost World Tower wouldn’t cost him, and he didn’t care about the money.
Each entry lasts for at least a year, and until the time is up, one cannot leave.
Ning Fan was already mentally prepared; upon entering the seventh layer, he used Wind Mist Finger to begin tearing open the seal on the eighth layer.
Years later, he broke the seal barrier and entered the eighth layer once again.
This place held 343 sculptures, which were 343 Void Glimpse stage spiritual puppets.
These puppets excelled in using Puppet Secret Formation; if they attacked simultaneously, even Fracture Sixth Rank cultivators would be caught off guard and fall.
One of these puppets was Red Cloud!
The present Red Cloud’s soul was attached to a puppet, having long become a puppet!
Upon seeing Ning Fan, he couldn’t help but feel an impulse to cry.
This kid has come again, is he here to save him this time?
Without having time to carefully observe Ning Fan’s current cultivation, he saw Ning Fan directly walk towards the seven stone platforms, tapping with his finger to collect six crystals.
"Is this kid seeking death?" Red Cloud was shocked!
To him, Ning Fan simultaneously moving the seven stone platforms would draw all the puppets’ attacks, a death wish!
After finally waiting for this kid to rescue himself, he couldn’t believe that this kid’s life might also end here.
One by one, the sculptures began transforming into puppets, all 342 Void Glimpse Stage spiritual puppets locked their killing intent on Ning Fan.
Only Red Cloud’s puppet didn’t attack Ning Fan; he could only barely manage this, yet couldn’t freely control his body.
Watching as 342 puppets raised their fists, intending to smash Ning Fan into powder, Red Cloud sighed and closed his eyes.
"This child, surely dead..."
Just as this thought formed, in the next instant, Red Cloud incredulously opened his eyes.
Only to see a black moon suddenly appear in Ning Fan’s left eye, and in a moment, all the puppets knelt to the ground!
Joking aside, Ning Fan had long since been able to collect Void Fragmentation Realm puppets, could mere Void Glimpse Stage spiritual puppets dare harm Ning Fan?
"Sixth Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm!" Red Cloud was shocked to the core, astonished by Ning Fan’s terrifyingly rapid cultivation speed.
The junior of the Divinity Transformation Realm from back then was now a Fracture Sixth Rank cultivator; how many years have passed?
In the next moment, Red Cloud lost consciousness...
He was knocked out by Ning Fan, his memory erased.
It wasn’t Ning Fan being ruthless; it was just some secrets that couldn’t be exposed to Red Cloud.
Ordinary people couldn’t extract Red Cloud’s soul from the puppet, but Ning Fan could do it.
As the black moon appeared in his left eye, Red Cloud’s residual soul was extracted from the puppet, and Ning Fan sighed.
He could save Red Cloud, but he didn’t want to bring trouble upon himself because of Red Cloud.
He only left Red Cloud with the memory of his time as the Rain Sovereign, leaving nothing of the events after entering the Lost World Tower.
Placing Red Cloud’s soul into his sleeve, Ning Fan glanced at the six crystals in his hand, rubbed his hands together, and turned six crystals into seven.
Alright, Ning Fan’s method of supplementing the seventh crystal was to extract some from each of the six crystals and condense them into the seventh crystal.
He was not afraid of Yishi Palace investigating this matter; he just wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Once the crystals were divided, the temporal acceleration effect of each layer in the Lost World Tower would be greatly reduced in the future.
Yet, this could also be attributed to the loss of the crystals’ power.
After putting the crystals back into the seven stone platforms, Ning Fan looked at the puppets here, having no intention to collect them.
These puppets were too weak, insignificant, yet they belonged to Yishi Palace.
Brandishing these keeper puppets from Yishi Palace’s crystal would simply announce to others that he had reached the eighth layer and stole crystals?
Ning Fan would not do such a foolish thing.
Returning to the seventh layer, the temporal acceleration effect of the seventh layer was reduced to only 64 times, half of the original.
For the remaining 60 plus years, Ning Fan stayed here to practice alchemy and cultivation techniques.
After one year in the outside world, Ning Fan exited the Lost World Tower.
Many Masters complained about the weakened temporal acceleration effect of the Lost World Tower, a matter unrelated to Ning Fan.
Returning to the Middle State, Ning Fan handed Red Cloud’s soul to Yun Qingge.
Staying for a few more days, Ning Fan left the Middle State.
When Red Cloud awoke, his eyes were blank; he didn’t remember anything after entering the Lost World Tower.
Now, he only possessed a soul. But Red Cloud was proficient in the Body-Snatching Technique, and seizing others for rebirth was not difficult; though whether he could regain his broken Void Sixth Level Cultivation after seizing was another matter.
Even so, Yun Qingge was still filled with gratitude towards Ning Fan.
She just wanted her father to live, not caring how powerful he was, nor wanting him to vie for the title of Rain Sovereign.
Yu Chong’er, meanwhile, felt deeply guilty after Ning Fan’s departure; she was worried Ning Fan was still angry with her.
She was just teasing Ning Fan...
...
The departure date drew nearer day by day.
With almost all worldly ties resolved, Ning Fan couldn’t help but reminisce about Lu Wan’er, unaware that Ning Fan was about to ascend.
When passing through the Endless Sea, Ning Fan had intended to seek Lu Wan’er within the Lu Clan’s nine divisions, only to find that place had vanished...
The entire Land Clan’s nine divisions had ascended to the Land of Demons...
Perhaps only by going to the Land of Demons in the future, could he meet Lu Wan’er again.
Ning Fan stood amidst the Seven Apricot’s snowy night, for a long, long time.
Memories of his journey flooded his mind, making him reluctant to leave the Rain Immortal World.
However, this path must be pursued resolutely, unable to stop.
Suddenly, the sound of a few little girls drinking reached Ning Fan’s ears, making him smile and cry at the same time.
"Drink! This is Spiritual Wine I stole from Big Brother Fan, hehe, it’s my first time drinking!" This was the voice of the paper crane, with nine parts drunkenness.
"So spicy, not tasty..." This was the weak voice of Xiao Huan.
"Cough, cough, cough..." This was the 6-year-old version of Mu Weiliang choking.
"Thud..." This was the sound of Mu Xiaoliang drunkenly collapsing onto the stone table.
"You can’t see me, you can’t see me..." This was the voice of Feng Xueyan’s heart. She turned into a snowman, hiding nearby to avoid drinking.
The wine was so unpleasant, she didn’t want to drink it at all.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The series of drunken falls reached Ning Fan’s ears.
In the end, even Feng Xueyan, who had turned into a snowman, couldn’t resist her curiosity. She took a sip of the spiritual wine and gloriously fell to the ground.
Ning Fan entered the courtyard, looking at the five-man group intoxicated and sprawled on the ground, feeling quite helpless.
He carried Feng Xueyan and the others back to their rooms one by one. Finally, Ning Fan carried the paper crane back to her room and placed her on the bed.
The other little girls drank less, became drunk immediately, but would sober up soon.
After all, the little girls all had cultivation.
Only the paper crane, this silly girl, drank the most, which made Ning Fan’s heart ache the most.
She wouldn’t say anything; she didn’t say a word, suddenly just wanting to drink.
She wanted to be drunk because her Big Brother Fan was leaving. She couldn’t bear it, but she said nothing.
"Silly girl..."
Ning Fan sighed with guilt. If he could, he wouldn’t care about cultivation; he just wanted to stay in Yue Country forever.
But ahead, there were still too many formidable enemies, and if he didn’t keep going, he wouldn’t be able to protect anything.
Ning Fan soaked a towel in water and boiled some hot water, intending to wipe the paper crane’s face to help her sober up, and give her some expensive pills to prevent her from feeling uncomfortable with a hangover.
Returning to the bedside, he saw the paper crane lying very restlessly, half-side turned.
The fox coat had fallen to the ground, and the straps of her undergarments were unknowingly untied, revealing the lotus-colored little bandeau underneath.
Her fair little hand clumsily tugged at the outer garment, seemingly uncomfortable, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her eyes half-closed, as she twisted her body.
She murmured softly, "Big Brother Fan... are you going to be away for a long time... Paper crane will miss you... Paper crane can’t bear it..."
Ning Fan’s heart twisted painfully; he couldn’t bear to leave the paper crane, couldn’t bear to leave the Seven Apricot, but how could he bring these women by his side?
Should he let them accompany him in slaughter?
Let them witness the cruelty of the cultivation world?
Or let them be imprisoned in the Cauldron Ring, accompanying Ning Fan to face danger?
The Rain Immortal World was safe, it was peaceful, but only Ning Fan was absent...
"I’m sorry..." Ning Fan sat by the bed, pulling over a thin blanket to cover the paper crane.
Who would have thought that as soon as the blanket was covered, the paper crane’s small hand would wave it to the side, kicking her feet, one shoe falling off, her plain white socks half off, revealing a tender white ankle.
Then she turned over to lie on her back, emitting a faint hum, her brows furrowed tighter, lips slightly pouting, like a little rabbit acting coy.
"Big Brother Fan... the paper crane is willing to be your cauldron forever... because if it’s the cauldron, I can accompany you through danger, through life, through death..."
The low voice made Ning Fan feel even more guilty.
The paper crane gently turned over again, the clothes previously untied now completely open, the bandeau previously covered was now half-revealed.
This exposure almost entirely showed one fragrant shoulder, along with one side of the soft snow on her chest without any coverage, that blush seemed to chill from cold, trembling slightly and slowly standing erect.
Too enticing...
"Big Brother Fan, the paper crane feels uncomfortable..." she hummed softly, drowsily opening her sleepy eyes, her small hand grasping Ning Fan’s sleeve.
"Where does it hurt?" Ning Fan gently asked.
"Here, here, and here... and here."
The paper crane pointed randomly on her tender body, finally pointing at her heart.
It hurt there, it really hurt there.
She truly couldn’t bear Ning Fan leaving, but she knew everything Ning Fan was doing was for her.
"Alright, soon it won’t hurt anymore."
The bed curtain gently fell, Ning Fan undressing, pressing down.
"Big Brother Fan, come home early..." The paper crane tearfully murmured.
"Mm..."
"Don’t die..."
"Mm..."
A year later, the Nieyun Rain Emperor of the Rain Immortal World announced his retreat, with few knowing where he had gone.
Only a few knew that Ning Fan had embarked on the path of ascension.
Those who went with him were the cauldron, Nieli, and a little one named Mu Weiliang.
The reason for taking this little one to heaven was naturally to find Immortal Soul Grass and help her grow up.
This departure was an eternal silence of mountains and rivers, never to look back!
This departure was a world full of enemies, never letting go! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)