novelraw Chapter 519: The Cannon Fodder Biological Mother of the Luck Child 33
Chapter 519: The Cannon Fodder Biological Mother of the Luck Child 33
When the big boss villain took action, the effect was naturally extraordinary, as if a super high-speed motor had been activated. In less than half a month, amidst the "generous donations" from the major sects and families, the treasures required for the great formation listed in An Ning's earlier booklet were actually collected for the most part.
Even An Ning couldn't help but sigh, no wonder everyone liked being a villain, especially a powerful one.
Just look at that Sect Leader Yun, his miserable state!
Tsk, he was probably ridiculed at least a hundred times a day. For a time, labels like "running dog of the Demonic Sect," "traitor to the righteous path," "hypocrite," etc., were thrown at him. His level of misfortune even made the system click its tongue in amazement.
But it wasn't surprising. In this world, seizing treasures from others was no different from killing them!
However, that was as far as it went. Sympathy? Pity? The system declared that was impossible!
After all, in the previous life, these people, whether willing or not, were among the executioners who forced their own little one.
An Ning felt the same.
While the collection of treasures for the great formation was in full swing, Yan Xing was still busy running around everywhere, wearing out his lips trying to resolve this crisis as quickly as possible.
In the small courtyard, however, An Ning remained unhurried. During her daily leisure time, she never forgot to leisurely savor fine wine with her little nephew.To be honest, in this life, she didn't have much sympathy for these so-called righteous cultivators, let alone those rogue cultivators and commoners.
Were the common people ignorant? Indeed, some were.
They didn't understand the rights and wrongs of the cultivation world. What they usually heard were just the various statements "corrected" by the sects.
Since those righteous sects all said he was a great demon!
Well! Then he definitely was! If he wasn't, why would they only talk about him and not others?
Even though they had never seen A-Yi do a single bad deed from beginning to end, and hadn't even seen the man himself, it didn't stop these people from cursing him a couple of times, especially when they themselves were dissatisfied.
And among them, quite a few were people A-Yi had helped during his travels in his early years.
Could these "careless words" be easily forgiven just because of ignorance?
At least for An Ning herself, she couldn't do it.
With the bait of a breakthrough dangled before them, the Xuanming Cult was undoubtedly very efficient. In less than half a month, dozens of fully stuffed storage bags were delivered intact into An Ning's hands.
Taking the storage bags, An Ning gave them a quick glance. What can she say?
Well... compared to the spiritual materials used for those "great formations" built outside the demon domain earlier, after much persuasion from Yan Xing, these were hundreds, even thousands of times more precious.
"These people are really..."
This disparity left not only Xiao Yi, but even the system speechless.
Let's just say, if you weren't ruthless enough, these people wouldn't part with anything, right?
With a great calamity imminent, being this stingy is truly astounding...
Anyway, by the time the desired spiritual materials were collected and An Ning and Xiao Yi began setting up the formation, the area near Northern Mountain was already overflowing with demonic energy. Not only were plants and trees continuously withering, but many people had already been affected by it.
Even acts like killing one's husband or murdering one's own child were no longer uncommon.
That Madam Fu from earlier was just one example among many.
Unexpectedly, just before the great formation began, An Ning encountered a familiar person.
No, or rather, a person the original owner was particularly familiar with.
"You are..."
Dressed in a light purple long skirt, with almond-shaped eyes, peach-blossom cheeks, a pretty face, and a graceful figure, yet at this moment, her every movement unconsciously exuded a certain seductive charm. Even though she had deliberately worn a clearly conservative dress for today's visit, her body still intentionally bent slightly as she walked.
A posture of absolute submission.
It was the former Fifth Young Lady Fu, also the youngest daughter of the Fu Family.
It's just that this Fifth Young Lady was far too different from the one in the original owner's memory...
An Ning quickly guessed the reason why the other party could appear here.
Affected by the demonic energy, many people had been killed recently, especially by those close to them. That elder was originally tyrannical and miserly to begin with. Just look at how that young master Fu became a mangled corpse only half a year after entering the mansion; it spoke volumes.
Such a person had countless enemies. Under the influence of demonic energy, being killed by someone close to him wasn't surprising.
She just didn't know what this person suddenly running over here intended to do?
But it wasn't important anymore.
In the original owner's memory, although this Fifth Young Lady was somewhat spoiled and loved to show off verbally all day, she hadn't actually done any real evil.
An Ning soon withdrew her gaze, focusing on the formation stones before her.
Because of her "notorious reputation" and the high likelihood of collaborating with the Xuanming Cult this time, there were few people near An Ning at the formation site now, aside from A-Yi and the familiar Xie family members from before.
Of course, it might also be that these people simply had no time to spare right now!
The Four Directions Demon-Suppressing Formation was a set of formations jointly designed by An Ning and A-Yi after many discussions.
Unlike his almost self-taught state in his previous life, in this life, with An Ning around, Xiao Yi had received proper, systematic training in formations since childhood.
He himself was a true genius in this path. If An Ning's formation path was like an extremely precise, massive, and complex giant machine, then Xiao Yi was the ever-changing convergence of countless spiritual lights.
With the two of them combined, this suppression formation was naturally extraordinary.
An Ning even thought that if A-Yi had had enough time in his previous life...
Of course, ahem... the prerequisite was that the required energy was also immense, not only needing vast amounts of spiritual materials but also the present situation.
Under the high pressure from the big demon Nangong Ding in front, countless "highly virtuous and respected" cultivators "vied to volunteer" and "stepped forward willingly" to channel spiritual energy into the various formation foundations.
This alone lasted a full seven days.
In short, seven days later, when An Ning took a glance, whether they were righteous gentlemen or demonic sect villains, all had pale faces, weak bodies, and could be described as utterly listless.
However, at this moment, despite having more than one bottle of Spirit-Replenishing Pills in her jade ring, aside from her precious nephew and a few familiar Xie family members, An Ning showed not the slightest intention of offering them.
Anyway, the moment the formation was completed, as everyone watched the two living kings of hell in the sky make the final stroke, and the black demonic energy continuously overflowing in mid-air was completely suppressed without exception, almost everyone couldn't help but heave a huge sigh of relief.
Vaguely, the vast majority even felt a sense of having survived a catastrophe.
Mmm... they were still alive, not drained dry, that was... really great!
Of course, if we're talking about who was happiest at this moment, it was undoubtedly the Sect Leader Nangong before them.
High-level cultivators, or rather, cultivators who had once gained some insight into the heavenly dao, were extremely sensitive to the world. The moment the formation was finally completed, even if only for an instant, Nangong Ding still sensed that the bottleneck that had trapped him for decades finally showed signs of loosening slightly.
However, before he could rejoice, the next second, he saw the sky instantly darken with dense clouds, and familiar thunderbolts swiftly rushed toward another direction.
When he clearly saw the familiar face standing there...
Sect Leader Nangong, who felt he had been working tirelessly recently and had just donated more than one wave of "blood": "..."
The crowd who had contributed money, effort, and nearly half their lives: "Huh?"