Chapter 10

In "The Immortal Emperor's Biography," an interesting story is recorded. When the Immortal Emperor Ning Fan was young, he accidentally displayed the sword qi technique 'Transform Fire into Sword,' condensing the earth's fire into a sword and slicing through a pill cauldron with a single strike.

In a daze, Ning Fan fell into a dream.

In the dream, he found himself in a gloomy world, where a thousand-foot-tall fire monument stood. This was the Mystic Yin Realm.

At the base of the monument, a woman stood, her face indistinct, as if she were asleep. Behind her, a vast power hung in the sky, a sun with black and white halves.

"You're not Xusui..." Ning Fan mumbled.

"Lord, you mustn't peek..." the woman said with a dreamy smile, her breath like orchids, blowing a fragrant wind that blew Ning Fan out of the dream.

On the bed, Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes, feeling a bit dazed. He had already forgotten the dream, but vaguely remembered dreaming about the woman in the lock.

The moment he woke up, a mysterious woman's voice echoed in his mind.

"Sister will sleep for at least a few more decades. Don't wake her up, and no peeking next time."

"You're sleeping again..."

The mysterious woman fell asleep, and Ning Fan's head gradually cleared. He then realized he was naked in bed, with many wounds on his body, seemingly caused by an explosion.

Beside the bed, Zhehe had a red face, holding a basin and carefully cleaning his wounds.

In addition to Zhehe, the old demon was staring at him with a conflicted expression.

Was the old demon staring at his lower body, conflicted about something?

"Hehe, Ning kid, you have a bright future..." Ning Fan felt a chill down his back, wondering what kind of future the old demon was talking about.

Dressed, Ning Fan turned around, and the old demon was still looking at him with a strange expression, as if he had something to say but couldn't bring himself to speak.

Who would have thought that the old demon, who had killed countless people, was actually a shy old man?

"Master, if you have any questions, just ask..."

"How many levels of pills can you refine with your alchemy skills now?"

"Four levels..."

"Wow! You learned alchemy on your own?!" The old demon sucked in a cold breath, his hands rubbing in his sleeves, his face turning red and green, full of embarrassment.

"I told you, before I was captured by the Joyful Union Sect, I was a doctor who treated immortals. Is it strange that I know alchemy?"

"Good, good. As a demon cultivator, you must be full of lies. I like you more and more!" The old demon saw through Ning Fan's lies but was even happier.

Demon cultivators should be mysterious.

"Write me the pill formula. I'll refine the pills myself and then go into seclusion... The 'Dao Fruit Auction' in Seven Plum City was originally my task, but I'll entrust it to you. If you mess up the auction, I'll kill you!"

"You won't kill me..." Ning Fan muttered to himself, took the paper and pen, and wrote down the formula for the 'Seven Yin-Yang Mystic Pill,' clearly marking the proportions of the ingredients and the precautions for refining the pill. After all, the old demon was only a third-level alchemist, and Ning Fan was worried he wouldn't be able to refine a fourth-level pill.

"Pills that concern the life and death of demon cultivators must be refined personally. You can't trust anyone; this is a rule for demon cultivators..." The old demon spoke with authority, but Ning Fan could see that he wasn't refining the pills because he didn't trust him, but because he didn't want to lose face.

If his disciple was already a fourth-level alchemist and he was still only a third-level, he would have no face to show anyone!

"I must refine a fourth-level pill and not be outdone by my disciple!" The old demon was all about saving face.

But when he glanced at the formula, he saw that Ning Fan had written down every step of controlling the fire in great detail, which made him a bit annoyed.

I'm not a beginner in alchemy, and he's marking every step... Wait, this step, this technique, 'Divide the Pill into Two Essences,' what does it mean? Why can't I understand it... Uh, this step, to draw the fire into the pill? How? I've never seen this technique before!

His face turned sour, not because Ning Fan hadn't marked it clearly, but because Ning Fan had explained the alchemy steps too briefly.

I can't understand it, I can't understand it. This Ning kid's alchemy skills are really above mine! I've never seen this alchemy technique before!

"Should I ask Ning kid for advice..." He just thought this, his face turned red like a tomato, and he shook his head continuously.

"If I ask Ning kid for advice, I'll be back in my mother's womb, with no face to show anyone!"

He held the formula, put on an old and dignified expression, and seemed to look at Ning Fan approvingly.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad. I've looked over this formula, and there are no mistakes. Actually, I know this formula. I had you write it to test your understanding of alchemy. Hmm, you've passed."

The old demon waved his sleeve and left the room, and little Zhehe let out a sigh of relief, patting her chest. "Brother Fan, that was close. If you had made a mistake in the formula, this old demon would have killed you..."

This little girl, with her innocent mind, was fooled by the old demon's pretense.

Ning Fan laughed, patted Zhehe's little head, and watched the old demon's back, feeling that this old demon, who had killed countless people, was also somewhat cute.

"This 'Seven Yin-Yang Mystic Pill' is a formula created by the Chaos Ancient Emperor. It's strange that the old demon knows it and is testing me... The old demon clearly frowned twice, indicating that there are two steps in the formula he doesn't understand. He doesn't understand but is pretending, hah, this old demon is quite interesting..."

Ning Fan felt a sense of joy. He had never thought that cultivating as a demon would be such a joyful thing after meeting the old demon.

Zhehe's big eyes gazed at Ning Fan's smiling face, and she was captivated.

Brother Fan's smile is really beautiful.

...

To save face, the old demon completely ignored Seven Plum City and gave Ning Fan a task—hosting the 'Dao Fruit Auction.'

The old demon made it sound easy, making Ning Fan think it was a small matter. But soon, he realized he was wrong.

The 'Dao Fruit Auction' was held at the Divine Void Pavilion, an extremely mysterious and powerful force!

Hosting the auction was not as simple as selling something. The Dao Fruit was an extremely precious item, and on the day of the auction, countless Spirit Fusion and even Golden Core experts would descend upon Seven Plum City.

Receiving these old monsters and maintaining order in Seven Plum City became Ning Fan's primary task. Without the old demon to back him up, if a Golden Core expert caused trouble in Seven Plum City, should Ning Fan intervene or not?

Not intervening would ruin the auction. Intervening... what could he do to a Golden Core expert?

In addition to maintaining order, Ning Fan needed to contact all the forces in Seven Plum City to attend the auction together.

In Seven Plum City, besides the 'Three Divine Armies of Black Demons,' the remaining demon cultivators belonged to the Four Great Families. The Four Great Families seemed to look down on Ning Fan, and among the three armies, only the Plum Guard led by Weichi respected Ning Fan. The other two armies didn't give him any face.

When he asked Weichi to send invitations to the representatives of the three armies and the four families to discuss the auction, not a single person came.

Are they trying to give me a hard time? Indeed, as a demon cultivator, to make people respect you, you need strength.

"Brother Weichi, I heard that the Sword Guard's Commander Situ has black grass in his residence? He seems to be the most opposed to me becoming the young lord of Seven Plum and leading the Plum Guard..." In the grand hall of Si Fan Palace, Ning Fan's tone was very calm.

"Reporting to the young lord, Second Brother is a bit stubborn and has a prejudice against the young lord, but... he doesn't have any ill intentions..." If anyone were there, they would have noticed that the formidable Weichi, who could kill people with a nod, was now completely submissive to Ning Fan.

Weichi was thoroughly convinced by Ning Fan. Ning Fan was a third-level alchemist, capable of refining Golden Core pills! In the State of Yue, he would be treated like a Golden Core expert wherever he went! The influence of such a level of alchemist was terrifying. With just a word, countless Spirit Fusion experts from both the righteous and demon paths would follow Ning Fan's orders for a single pill.

Even if the pill was more precious, even Golden Core experts would come to Ning Fan's aid.

In the past, when the old demon was a third-level alchemist, he could call upon countless demons to follow him when attacking the righteous. The scene... tsk tsk tsk...

Weichi imagined the grand scene of Ning Fan attacking the righteous and being followed by many, and he remembered Ning Fan's terrifying killing aura, which made him even more admiring.

"When can we go out and attack a righteous sect, that would be a truly exhilarating thing. It's been so many years since I've had a proper fight and attacked a sect!"

While he was lost in his imagination, Ning Fan's voice broke through.

"Weichi, Weichi, wake up, don't daydream. I'm talking to you..."

"Cough, cough, cough... Young lord, I'm sorry, I was being disrespectful..." Weichi snapped out of his daydream and looked at Ning Fan with eager eyes. "What did the young lord say just now? Could you repeat it?"

"I said, you lead the way, and I'll go to the Sword Guard's residence to meet Situ and uproot his black grass."

"Wow! Young lord, that's not a good idea. Second Brother has a strong prejudice against you. His sword qi is extremely sharp and deadly. If he sees you, he might do something to you, and the city lord will blame me." Weichi was worried that Situ would fight with Ning Fan.

"Before, I refined a hundred 'Sun and Moon Pills,' and a hundred Plum Guards should have broken through the fifth level of the Meridian Opening stage..." Ning Fan smiled mysteriously.

"Take these hundred Plum Guards to show Commander Situ that I, Ning Fan, have the qualifications to lead the Plum Guard and become the young lord of Seven Plum!"

(Seeking collections, seeking recommendations, my fellow "Cultivating Demons"! We finally made it to the new book list in the category, let's keep it up!)

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