Nine Nether Dragon Emperor

Chapter 408 408: I'm Exhausted, Can I Come in and Sit?

The fact that Ning Xuan and his companions appeared on their own meant that Zhang Qiang and the team sent to intercept them were all dead.

That was one thing. Outside the gorge, the path ahead was clear. For Ning Xuan to not leave and instead choose to come to Xiaoyao Town was completely beyond their expectations. His arrogant, swaggering appearance almost made their jaws drop.

Once the Enforcers recovered from their shock, they exchanged puzzled looks. Just as one of them was about to speak, they saw Ning Xuan suddenly raise his hand. They all reacted as if facing a great enemy, assuming defensive stances. However, because they were crowded together, the group descended into a flustered, clumsy mess. What was even more embarrassing was that they soon realized Ning Xuan had no intention of attacking. He had simply tossed an object onto the ground, leaving all the Enforcers stunned.

"This contains the Earth Spring Spirit Milk you're looking for." After saying his piece, Ning Xuan turned to leave.

This series of moves left not only the eighteen Enforcers in shock, but even the nine Commanders in the teahouse were completely baffled.

"Stop!"

Ning Xuan was about to rejoin the women waiting a short distance away when a sharp voice suddenly rang out.

"Do you gentlemen have any further instructions?" Ning Xuan stopped, turned, cupped his hands, and offered a placating smile, all in one fluid motion.

"Are you sure that's Earth Spring Spirit Milk in there?" the one who had shouted demanded.

"You'll know whether it is or not as soon as you check. If you're too afraid, I can do it for you." Ning Xuan put them on the spot. He appeared humble, but his sharp edge was plain to see.

"This fellow has some tricks up his sleeve," a Commander on the second floor of the teahouse remarked with a laugh.

"Indeed. It's no wonder Zhang Qiang and his team died."

"It takes more than just luck to make it here from a thousand miles away."

The Commanders gave Ning Xuan high praise, with no one underestimating him. However, each of them appeared perfectly relaxed. This wasn't the Imprisonment Space; they could attack without any restrictions. The stronger Ning Xuan was, the more excited they became.

On the main street, the nine men in the lead all stepped forward at nearly the same instant. Each served a different Commander, and none wanted to bring shame upon their leader. Seeing each other move, all nine faltered for a moment.

In that very instant.

THWIP! THWIP! THWIP!

Nine brilliant swords of light shot out, targeting the nine Enforcers who had just stepped forward. No one had expected Ning Xuan to attack at this moment, let alone with such a method. By the time the nine men reacted, it was too late.

Each one was pierced through the center of their forehead. Body and soul, extinguished!

The nine Enforcers behind them could only stare, their eyes wide with shock.

At that moment, shouts erupted from the nearby teahouse.

"Be careful!"

"Dodge!"

"Get out of the way!"

Simultaneously, figure after figure appeared, all unleashing their techniques in an attempt to save the remaining nine men. To their horror, they discovered Ning Xuan's attack wasn't a one-off.

He seemed to be controlling nine Flying Swords simultaneously!

After annihilating the first nine Enforcers, just as the other nine managed to turn their heads to dodge, the nine Flying Swords reversed direction in mid-air and flew back even faster.

The Commanders' warnings had been timely, their reactions lightning-fast. But they were still a step too slow.

By the time the nine Commanders landed on the street, the nine remaining corpses were just thudding to the ground.

An utter silence descended.

On the ground, eighteen bodies lay with their eyes wide open in death. In just a short time, their blood pooled into a small stream.

The nine Commanders finally recovered, their gazes locked deadly onto Ning Xuan. They had hoped he would be strong, but the excitement in their hearts had now been replaced with sheer horror. In a single exchange, this man had killed eighteen Enforcers!

Not even they could accomplish such a feat!

"No wonder you dared to return!"

"Excellent! With that combat power, you're nearly qualified to be sent to the Imprisonment Space!"

"That technique of yours was very interesting. Care to try it again?"

Though the Commanders spoke lightly, none of them dared to be careless.

Ning Xuan's face was pale. Hearing their words, he shook his head. Without speaking, he held out his hands and pressed them down in a gesture that told them to wait, that he needed a moment to recover.

The nine Commanders said no more, but their vigilance didn't slacken in the slightest. It was only now that they confirmed this little scoundrel—this Ning Yang—was merely at the Tenth Heavens of the Venerable Realm!

Every single one of those eighteen Enforcers had a higher Cultivation than him. For him to be able to annihilate all eighteen in one exchange meant that even if he wasn't at his limit, he had to be close. Anything else would be simply heaven-defying!

And they, the nine of them, were all Holy Realm Cultivators. Any one of them possessed a Realm above the Fifth Layer Heavens of the Holy Realm. A moment ago, they had each used their Seal Power. They hadn't sealed Ning Xuan and his companions directly, but rather the space around them.

After all, if nine Commanders were seen having to seal a mere Venerable Realm Cultivator, they would become a complete laughingstock if word got out.

What the nine of them didn't know was that, opposite them, Ning Xuan was breathing a long sigh of relief. He still remembered Cao Jun's Seal Power all too well. If these nine Commanders used it too, he would be in deep trouble. Luckily, I gambled correctly! These nine still care about their reputations, after all.

Ning Xuan's respite lasted for a full hour. The nine men opposite him showed no signs of impatience. In fact, their expressions grew even more playful. The longer Ning Xuan rested, the better it was for them. As for time, that was something they had in abundance.

"I'm exhausted. Can I go inside and sit for a bit?" Ning Xuan finally seemed to concede.

One of the men tilted his head, but his eyes never left Ning Xuan. After the lesson of him instantly killing eighteen Enforcers, they didn't dare be the least bit careless, even though they were at the Commander Level.

Who would have thought, however, that he would simply ignore them? "Senior Sister, Yourong, San Wu, Xiao Bai, let's go," Ning Xuan called out to his companions with a relaxed expression.

The nine Commanders' faces turned grim. In terms of Mental State, they had been utterly crushed by this little scoundrel named Ning Yang!

「On the second floor of the teahouse.」

"Your Sword Control Technique is formidable. May I ask who your master was?" one of the Commanders asked with a smile after personally getting up to pour tea for Ning Xuan. The other eight Commanders all turned their attention to him.

"If I tell you, will you promise not to attack later?" Ning Xuan countered.

The Commander's expression stiffened, but he quickly agreed. This was because the other eight Commanders were all sending him telepathic messages, promising him a share of the Earth Spring Spirit Milk if a fight broke out. Getting a piece of the prize without any risk or fighting? Only a fool would refuse.

"You'll have to show some sincerity," Ning Xuan said, not trusting him so easily.

The Commander had no choice but to make a vow. Only then did Ning Xuan nod. After all, breaking such a vow would create a flaw in one's Mental State upon ascending to the pinnacle, resulting in the complete annihilation of both body and soul.

"I don't know his real name, but he calls himself Old Wang..."

At another table, Wu Pianpian nearly choked on her tea.