Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 266: Damn, How Did He Run Away!

"Yes, Young Master Ning, please do us a favor and take it with you."

Someone immediately seconded the plea. They didn't want to die. Since they had already submitted once, doing so again was no skin off their backs.

In fact, some were even filled with regret. What were we thinking before? We should have begged Ning Xuan sooner! If we had, we wouldn't have ended up in this mess!

With the offer being so earnest, it was hard to refuse, so Ning Xuan reluctantly accepted. Seeing their rather grim expressions, he asked, "This doesn't count as me strong-arming you, right?"

The upper echelons of the Wu Family waved their hands frantically. "No! Of course not! Absolutely not!"

"Young Master Ning, what are you saying? How could this be considered strong-arming? You're doing a good deed!"

The hearts of the Wu Family members were bleeding, but they didn't dare let a hint of it show.

"Alright, then. Doing good deeds is what I like most." As Ning Xuan agreed, he beckoned to the Cloud Floating Sword.

With a BUZZ, the sword flew over and attached itself to Ning Xuan's back. From the front, he looked like a peerless Swordsman with his blade carried behind him.

However…

"Get lost, you little brat!" Ning Xuan swung a backhand slap, sending the Cloud Floating Sword flying.

Now, everyone—both human and sword—was stunned. What is happening now?!

"I don't mean anything by it. I just think it looks incredibly silly. Get in my Storage Ring."

For some reason, the image of someone with their shirt tucked into their pants and a cell phone in a case strapped to their belt had popped into Ning Xuan's head. It's so damn tacky!

This was, of course, difficult to explain. Fortunately, the people here were very accommodating, and the sword was very obedient. The moment Ning Xuan finished speaking, the Cloud Floating Sword obediently flew into the Storage Ring.

The members of the Wu Family all looked as though they had a sudden epiphany. At the same time, a middle-aged man quietly removed the sword from his own back.

Ning Xuan must be mocking us, but we have no proof. Forget it. Even if he said it to our faces, we'd still have to force a smile.

Was it humiliating? Not anymore. They had grown numb to it. They were used to it.

"Alright, you all…"

Ning Xuan had barely started speaking when one of the Wu Family members cried out in a choked voice, "Young Master Ning, please just spare us! We really have nothing left!"

They thought Ning Xuan was about to extort them again.

Even Yun Wangshu couldn't help but glance at him. But that's not what he means at all, is it?

Ning Xuan was completely exasperated. These guys haven't been to the Cloud Summit Heavenly Palace, so how can they have such a warped view of me?

"I was telling you not to bother seeing me off! What are you all thinking?"

The Wu Family was a clan of sword-forgers. Their most valuable possessions were swords. He had already fleeced them once, and now this Cloud Floating Sword was likely their most priceless treasure. Having acquired it, it was naturally time for him to leave. Seeing how tense they all were, Ning Xuan had planned on doing one last good deed by letting them relax. Instead, he had only terrified them more.

"Sister Wangshu, Senior Sister, let's go."

Ning Xuan called to the two women and summoned a Flying Boat. He had left the mobile villa for his Eldest Senior Brother, and Sword Control was out of the question. Thankfully, he still had a Flying Boat in his Storage Ring to make do with. The three of them boarded it as quickly as possible and departed.

Behind them, the high-ranking members of the Wu Family bowed in unison. "Take care, Young Master Ning."

That walking plague is finally leaving! they all thought.

They didn't straighten up until the Flying Boat was completely out of sight. Then, they all heaved a collective sigh of relief. Our lives are finally safe!

Afterward, as if nothing had happened, they began to clean up the mess in complete silence.

「A short while later」

News spread that the Wu Family had indefinitely sealed off Cloud Floating Mountain.

「At that moment」

Ning Xuan and his two companions were seated in a teahouse.

"What's going on? The Wu Family's Sword Tomb sealed the mountain!"

"I heard they had a Peerless Divine Sword about to be born. Don't tell me something went wrong?"

"That's what I was thinking. What a shame. The Wu Family are master sword-forgers. If they had succeeded, we could have witnessed the splendor of the Divine Sword!"

Amid the chorus of disappointed sighs, a discordant voice piped up.

"What do you lot know? The Cloud Floating Sword was definitely a success! I felt its peerless edge even from a great distance!"

"Is that true?!"

"Of course, it's true! And I wasn't the only one who sensed it!" As he said this, the man glanced around warily. At that moment, enveloped by a terrifying bloodthirsty aura, he had been so frightened that he had dropped to his knees, despite being far away. Someone saw how pathetic I was back then. I hope they're not here!

His gaze swept the room, but he saw no acquaintances. However, his eyes locked onto one corner and refused to move. Two women were sitting there, and though they wore hooded cloaks that obscured their faces, their alluring figures were enough to steal his soul.

His eyes glinted, and he immediately walked over to sit beside them.

"Scram!" a low voice commanded just as he was about to speak.

"Well, now! I didn't even notice someone else was here!" he exclaimed with theatrical surprise, pretending he had only just noticed the man sitting across from the two women.

Yun Wangshu turned her head to look at him, her beautiful eyes beneath her hood filled with pity. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't see her expression and completely misinterpreted the gesture.

"Don't you worry, little lady, Big Brother will take good care of... THUD!"

Before he could finish, he found himself sitting on the floor, the lecherous grin on his face replaced by sheer terror.

Bloodthirsty aura! He once again felt the same bloodthirsty aura he had sensed at the foot of Cloud Floating Mountain! Though it was just a wisp this time, he could feel the chilling threat of death within it.

"What's going... wait, what's that smell?" someone in the crowd started to ask, their words changing mid-sentence.

No answer was needed. All eyes turned to the man sprawled on the ground. Seeing the dark, wet patch spreading from his crotch, they all recoiled in disgust.

Ning Xuan was more direct. He left money for the tea on the table and departed with the two women.

The man on the floor watched them leave, about to heave a sigh of relief when—

SPLAT!

An invisible wave of energy struck, and his head rolled to the floor. Even in death, he never knew how his opponent had done it.

"Dead... He's dead?!"

"Who in the world were those three?!"

"I have no idea! The women wore hooded cloaks, so I couldn't see their faces. As for the man... I wasn't even paying attention to him!"

"Same here. But his methods remind me of someone!"

"Who?!"

"Ning Xuan!"

"Isn't Ning Xuan... Holy crap, could it really be him?"

After a brief, stunned silence, the patrons all made excuses and hurriedly left the teahouse.

If that was Ning Xuan, then one of those women is very likely to have the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart! This is a feast delivered right to our doorstep. It would be a crime against ourselves not to take it! But his methods are terrifying... We need to call for backup!

On the road, seeing Ning Xuan walking at a leisurely pace, Yun Wangshu couldn't help but suggest, "We should use the Flying Boat."

"Alright!" Ning Xuan readily agreed.

I was planning to lie in wait for them, but I have to listen to Sister Wangshu. It's not about sucking up; she's been in a terrible mood these past few days, and it's best not to frustrate her further.

"Where are they?"

"There!"

"Damn it, how did he get away?!"

On the ground below, the Martial Artists who had rushed to pursue them could only stare up at the tiny black dot disappearing into the sky.