Chapter 51

That night passed without a word.

The storm came and went quickly.

Ning Wuxie woke up from his cultivation, feeling refreshed and invigorated. The injuries he sustained last night had already healed.

The water essence still had not condensed, which left Ning Wuxie slightly disappointed. Without any extraordinary encounters, it was too slow to cultivate and accumulate magical power in a regular manner. However, thinking about the demon core in his hand, all his disappointment vanished.

Inside the hall, everyone was still asleep, exhausted from the fear and worry of the previous night. Only Yan Chixia was nowhere to be seen. Ning Wuxie got up and walked out of the hall.

Lanruo Temple was quite spacious, and it was evident that it had once been a grand temple. Unfortunately, due to wars or other reasons, it had been neglected and overgrown with weeds and trees over the years.

After the storm, the world seemed to have been washed clean, appearing particularly bright and fresh. In a lotus pond, wild lotus flowers were in full bloom, and some buds, like graceful fairies, were about to bloom.

On the opposite side of the main hall, by the lotus pond, there was a collapsed pavilion. Yan Chixia was sitting in meditation, facing the morning light, with a faint glow surrounding him.

Ning Wuxie did not disturb him and walked around the temple. When he returned, Ning Cai Chen and the others had already woken up and were packing their belongings. Nie Xiaoqian was nowhere to be seen, but Ning Wuxie sensed a faint ghostly aura on the oil-paper umbrella hanging on Ning Cai Chen's bookcase.

Yan Chixia walked over from a distance and bowed slightly to Ning Wuxie.

Ning Wuxie returned the bow, "Brother Yan, Brother Ning, are you preparing to leave?"

"Ning Gongzi, I am going to the capital to take the imperial exams. I have already stayed here too long. Now that Xiaoqian has been saved, it's time for me to leave," Ning Cai Chen smiled kindly.

"He is going to the capital to take the imperial exams, and I need to return to my sect to report. Recently, the world has not been peaceful, with demons causing trouble everywhere. I plan to ask my senior sect members to come out and clear the world of these demons, restoring peace and order."

Yan Chixia looked at Ning Wuxie with a meaningful gaze. Last night, Nie Xiaoqian could sense the demon aura, so how could Yan Chixia not? However, there were some things he did not want to reveal. Humans and demons are different, and revealing it would mean a confrontation to the death.

"Ning Gongzi, it would be wise for you to leave this place as soon as possible. The Black Mountain Demon is a tree that has attained enlightenment, residing in the Black Mountain and transforming into human form. It has already reached the Qi Condensation stage and possesses great magical power. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator like the sect leader might not be able to subdue it within the Black Mountain."

Ning Wuxie smiled faintly and looked at the horizon, "Brother Yan, if you don't leave soon, it will be too late."

Dark clouds covered the sky, a sign of impending rain. Ning Cai Chen and Yan Chixia, seeing this, bid farewell and hurriedly left.

Rolan came to Ning Wuxie's side, watching Yan Chixia and Ning Cai Chen leave, and smiled, "Are you very interested in them? And you deliberately took a detour to wait for them. Why don't you travel with them?"

Ning Wuxie retracted his gaze, looked at Rolan, and smiled, "Women, being a bit silly is more adorable. Being too clever can make people dislike you."

Rolan was taken aback.

Ning Wuxie had already walked into the hall. Rolan realized that Ning Wuxie had not answered her question. Looking at his back, she clenched her teeth and stomped her foot. This man, being too smart, is not adorable.

Five miles north of Wuzhou City.

There was a mansion nestled among the mountains and water. This mansion was originally the residence of a wealthy merchant in Wuzhou City. Unfortunately, the feng shui of the residence was poor, conflicting with the merchant's ancestral tomb. After several business losses, the merchant had to sell the mansion.

"Ning Gongzi, here are the property and land deeds. Please keep them safe. There are over ten households around the mansion, all of whom are tenants. They now belong to Ning Gongzi to manage."

A steward smiled and handed the documents to Ning Wuxie.

Chen Qinglong took the documents, checked them, and nodded to Ning Wuxie. Ning Wuxie then looked at the steward and smiled, "Steward Wu, this transaction is now complete. Please go back first. I will send the remaining money to your residence later."

"Um..."

The steward hesitated.

"Hmph, what, do you doubt our ability to pay?"

Ning Wudui, with a dark complexion, glared at the steward. Long-term martial practice had given him a fierce and brave aura, which frightened the steward, who turned pale and repeatedly said, "I dare not." He thought to himself that anyone who could produce several hundred taels of gold at once must have a complicated background. In these unstable times, why should he provoke such people?

After the steward left, Ning Wudui chuckled and scratched his head, "So easily frightened."

Rolan covered her mouth and laughed, "Your face is as terrifying as the King of Hell. How can you not scare people? If someone saw you at night, they would think you were a ghost."

"Hmph..." Ning Wudui coldly snorted, ignoring Rolan, and looked at Ning Wuxie, "Cousin, where did you get so much gold?"

Ning Wuxie crossed his arms and looked at his new mansion.

Green mountains and clear waters, the mansion was situated by a small river, with green willows swaying in the wind. Although not very large, it was exquisitely designed, with pavilions and terraces exuding an ancient charm. In the distance were several acres of rice fields, with tender green seedlings. Beyond that were a dozen households, with smoke curling up, giving it a secluded and peaceful atmosphere.

Ning Wuxie smiled in satisfaction. Hearing Ning Wudui's question, he shook his head, "In Qingyun County, the委屈 you suffered, how can we not take some interest back?"

"Ah?" Ning Wudui scratched his head.

Rolan glanced at the respectful Chen Qinglong in green robes. In Qingyun County, Ning Wuxie had always stayed at the Zhang residence. The gold was probably obtained by Chen Qinglong.

Chen Qinglong also noticed Rolan's gaze but ignored it, looking at the mansion with a gleam in his eyes. The mansion was bought in his name. In this era, owning such a mansion meant being wealthy or noble. He had worked hard to have a home like this.

"Ning Qinglong, go and give the remaining money. Miss Rolan, haven't you taken a bath in a long time?"

Ning Wuxie pinched his nose.

"Ah..."

A scream, Rolan glared at Ning Wuxie, lifted her skirt, and quickly walked into the mansion.

Ning Wuxie laughed heartily, finding it amusing to see a beautiful woman flustered.

Chen Qinglong left with the gold.

"Cousin, will he run away with the gold?"

"You forgot, the mansion was bought in his name. This is just a temporary residence for us. After we finish our business here, we will leave. Who will the remaining mansion belong to? Do you think Chen Qinglong will foolishly run away with five hundred taels of gold?"

Ning Wudui scratched his head, puzzled, "Then aren't we losing out? Giving him a mansion worth more than our village for free?"

"Worldly fame and wealth, gold and silver, are all external things. Cultivating is also about cultivating the mind. If a mere mansion can tie you down, how can you cultivate?"

Ning Wuxie shook his head slightly. Ning Wudui looked ashamed and lowered his head.

"Go back and take a hundred taels of gold to Ning Village. Give it to the teacher. He will handle it. If they are willing, bring them here. However, be careful on the way and don't let others know. After you see the teacher, return immediately."

Ning Wudui looked up and saw Ning Wuxie take a hundred taels of gold from the box carried by Ning Bo Wu and hand it to him.

"If you encounter Taoists, monks, or other strange people on the way, avoid them if you can. If you can't avoid them, don't say too much."

"Cousin, don't worry. I'm off!"

Under Ning Wuxie's watchful eye, Ning Wudui picked up his staff, tied his bundle, and quickly left.

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