Nine Nether Dragon Emperor

Chapter 431 431: You Clearly Haven't Learned About the Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains!

The shockwave ripples had the terrifying power to obliterate an ordinary Martial Artist. However, Ning Xuan and Cheng Dabao were no ordinary people. Cheng Dabao completely ignored the shockwaves. She tossed her large blade into the air, caught the ring on its spine, and swept it horizontally once more! This time, she didn't even turn around. The Golden Silk Giant Ring Blade wasn't her weapon, but her mastery of it now was countless times greater than the one-eyed man from before! She had perfected the art of the blitz, while Ning Xuan relied on his supreme agility.

After dodging another strike from Cheng Dabao, Ning Xuan couldn't help but roar, "Damn it! Cheng Dabao, how many people have you killed? Why is your malevolent aura so strong!" He was using the pacifying power of his Azure Dragon Divine Meridian. The technique he was using would have been enough to snap five people like You Ruo out of their stupor, yet Cheng Dabao still showed no sign of coming to her senses. Her response was another strange, tyrannical slash.

"You're still coming?!" Ning Xuan flared up in anger. He abruptly pulled his hands away from Cheng Dabao's body and chopped at the blade.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

His hands moved with lightning speed, chopping the blade in Cheng Dabao's grasp into pieces as if it were a vegetable. By the time Cheng Dabao swung again, only the hilt remained in her hand! She stared at it, stunned, and the bloody light in her eyes dimmed slightly.

Just as Ning Xuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Cheng Dabao extended a hand and beckoned. The long spear from behind flew straight into her grasp.

BOOM!

Ning Xuan threw a punch, sending Cheng Dabao flying like a sandbag.

CLANG!

He then snatched the long spear into his grasp. The spear vibrated violently. Although it had lost its Artifact Spirit, it still instinctively tried to break free. Ning Xuan had no intention of letting it have its way. He forcibly suppressed it with his Bloodline Power, and the spear immediately grew still.

Over there, Cheng Dabao coughed up blood as she tumbled out of the deep crater in the rock wall. She stood, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and gave an arrogant, cold snort. "Ning Xuan, is this how you take care of me?!"

Ning Xuan froze, his face instantly filled with regret. Just as she was about to speak again, he lamented, "Damn it, if I'd known one punch would snap you out of it, I wouldn't have bothered fighting you at all!" The look of utter remorse on his face was palpable.

A stunned Cheng Dabao froze in place for a moment. When she snapped back to her senses, she gritted her teeth and lunged at Ning Xuan, claws out. "Ning Xuan, I'm going to chop you to death!"

"Wow, what a treasure trove!" Ning Xuan completely ignored her, turning instead to look ahead.

Cheng Dabao instinctively turned to look, and her eyes immediately became glued to the sight. Ahead of them was a large pit filled with a sea of red. There were top-grade agates as red as blood, red jade pulsing with energy, and even fiery-red Vermilion Fruits. In short, the large pit contained every kind of red object she could imagine. Although many items were useless to her, the Vermilion Fruits and the red jade were certainly no ordinary goods and would be very useful.

Without a second thought, Cheng Dabao quickly set to work. Ning Xuan didn't see a Storage Ring on her, but the treasures in the pit were disappearing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Where are you putting everything?" Ning Xuan asked as he started collecting items himself.

She acted as if she hadn't heard him. However, Ning Xuan immediately sensed an anomaly, one that Cheng Dabao had clearly revealed to him. Muttering to himself, he stopped caring about the treasures in the pit and stood in place, pondering. It's so much more convenient to create your own space without relying on external items.

Cheng Dabao glanced over, a smug look spreading across her face. Creating a personal space is no easy feat. It'll take him several months at least to succeed! By then, not only will all these treasures be mine, but so will the Xuan Ge Spear! Hehe! She felt incredibly pleased with herself. So much so that as she collected the treasures into her space, she began to sway left and right.

But just a moment later, she froze. Where did the Vermilion Fruit in front of me go? Am I seeing things...

Realization dawning, Cheng Dabao whipped around to face Ning Xuan.

"Thanks, Dabao," Ning Xuan said, having just successfully created his own storage space.

"You had already created a space before, hadn't you?" Cheng Dabao asked hurriedly, her eyes wide.

"If I already had one, would I still be carrying this thing around? I have to say, creating your own storage space is so much better! With it, this old ring is completely worthless!" Ning Xuan transferred the Divine Crystals from his Storage Ring into his new space as he took the ring off. He decided he would trade the ring to You Ruo later for more Divine Crystals.

"You… you're really something!" Cheng Dabao, certain that Ning Xuan wasn't joking and not wanting to see him gloat, could only suppress the shock in her heart and give him a thumbs-up. At the same time, she sped up her collection of the treasures.

Ning Xuan wanted to laugh as he watched her. The Xuan Ge Weapon Spirit clearly had a fondness for the color red. Of all the things she had collected, the Vermilion Fruits were by far the most valuable. Now that he had the fruits, Ning Xuan had no intention of competing with Cheng Dabao for the other treasures. However, he didn't plan on telling her that.

He focused his attention on the long spear in his hand. He had no idea what it was made of, but it was surprisingly heavy.

Ning Xuan flicked it with his finger.

BOOM!

A red light flared, releasing a terrifying aura. Whoa! This spear actually contains its own energy. If it were to fuse with an Artifact Spirit…

Before he could finish his thought, Ning Xuan spun around and thrust the spear behind him. At the spear's tip, another Cheng Dabao, this one clad in red, appeared.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

Her gaze fixed on Ning Xuan, and the spear in his hand—the one he had just suppressed—began to vibrate incessantly, trying to escape his control. However, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break free. Surprise, shock, and a hint of panic flashed in the Red Attire Spirit's eyes.

Soon, she recovered her composure and asked Ning Xuan, "Didn't you want it to merge with an Artifact Spirit? Why don't you let go?"

Having already turned to face her, Ning Xuan let out a hearty laugh. "Haha, it can merge with an Artifact Spirit just as well in my hands. A good spear needs a worthy master; otherwise, it's just gathering dust. If I were the Artifact Spirit, I'd merge willingly. It would be embarrassing to put up a fight only to lose."

The Red Attire Spirit nodded. "That's true, but her strength is her own, not the spear's. Without it, she won't be affected at all."

"I don't think so. This is a fine spear. As long as it's wielded properly, it's not impossible for a new Artifact Spirit to be born from it," Ning Xuan said with a smile, caressing the long spear in his hand.

Across from him, the Red Attire Spirit's expression changed. Then, she smiled charmingly. "For a weapon to develop Spiritual Intelligence, it would require at least ten thousand years. I'm just afraid that the person who obtains this spear might not live that long."

"It's obvious you've never studied *The Foolish Old Man Who Removed the Mountains*. 'Sons beget sons, and those sons beget more sons, and so on unto infinity.' What are ten thousand years? A hundred thousand or even a million years is nothing to worry about. Besides, who says a weapon needs ten thousand years to develop Spiritual Intelligence?" Ning Xuan blinked, his face full of confidence.