Chapter 123 -121 Xiyu Pavilion
Afternoon.
Wen Ru planned to hold a funeral for her father, Wen Zichen.
“Fellow Daoist Wen.”
After foreseeing the situation, Ning Daoran conveyed through a sound transmission, “This matter should not be publicized. Although Ouyang Po is dead, the Heavenly Slaughter Sect still has a Golden Core Elder and several Late-stage Foundation Establishment Guest Elders roaming outside.
I hope you will carefully consider this matter. For the worshipping, it would be prudent to announce it as a tomb without a body.”
“Understood.”
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Wen Ru pursed her red lips, knowing that Ning Daoran was looking out for her.
After a brief contemplation, she realized the correctness of Ning Daoran’s reminder and said, “Rest assured, Fellow Daoist, I will only set up my father’s spiritual position in the ancestral hall, and the burial will certainly not be publicized.”
“That is for the best.”
Ning Daoran, along with White Deer, decided to leave.
“Brother Ning!”
Liu Siyuan approached, retrieving two jade bottles from his storage bag, “These are the unique ‘Washing Flower Pills’ from Huanhua Valley, refined from the essence qi of spirit flowers and spirit grass, and they offer some benefits to those in the Foundation Establishment Stage in advancing their cultivation.
The cost of alchemy is high, so I can only gift you two bottles, Brother Ning, I hope you won’t find them lacking!”
Ning Daoran accepted the jade bottles and smiled, “Brother Liu, Miss Wen is knowledgeable and comes from a noble family, I sometimes envy you a lot and hope you will cherish her!”
“Of course!”
Liu Siyuan laughed heartily, “Rest assured, Brother Ning, I regard Little Ru as more important than my own life. These are not just empty words.”
“That is very good.”
Ning Daoran smiled and nodded, then, along with Big Stupid Deer, soared away with a tunneling light, saluting in mid-air, “The green mountains are everlasting, the flowing water continuous, Brother Liu, Miss Wen, we shall meet again if fate allows!”
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Qiongbi Peak.
Ning Daoran began to study the White Feather Flowing Sound Array.
Perhaps due to biting off more than he could chew, even the Third-tier Lower Grade Fiery Fire Fish Dragon Array had not been fully understood, and the difficulty of studying the Third-tier Middle-grade White Feather Flowing Sound Array was extraordinarily high.
In other words, it was like reading a heavenly book, he felt dizzy and overwhelmed by the operational principles of the array, the array patterns, the new spiritual pattern structures, and more.
He remembered a class on real-variable functions from a year where he had slept too soundly.
Thus, Ning Daoran decided to go into seclusion.
He meticulously studied the White Feather Flowing Sound Array, vowing to understand it thoroughly.
As such, a year hurried by in seclusion.
That year, Ning Daoran was sixty-six years old.
“Out of seclusion!”
Accompanied by a loud shout, Ning Daoran walked out of the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, then out of the underground chamber.
At that moment, his hair was disheveled, but his eyes were bright and spirited.
The White Feather Flowing Sound Array, indeed a Third-tier Middle-grade Array, even after a year in seclusion, his understanding of the array remained vague.
That was normal.
Across the ages in the Cultivation World, countless geniuses of the Array Path had emerged, but very few were able to independently craft Third-tier Arrays and had managed to cultivate to the Golden Core Stage.
As for Nascent Soul Stage array masters, they were almost never beyond Third-tier.
Heroes age, and beauty fades away, so it is in the Cultivation World.
The backyard, pond.
“Little Blackie!”
Ning Daoran, with his body surging with the power from the Fourteenth Layer of the Evergreen Technique, glanced down, and a creature in the depths of the pond trembled.
“Squeak squeak squeak~~~”
The Big black fish emerged from the surface of the water.
At this moment, it seemed to have grown slightly larger, with thin golden patterns appearing on its back.
“Not bad.”
Ning Daoran flicked a Second-Order Middle Grade Demon Core with his hand.
Little Blackie immediately performed a somersault in the air and swallowed the Demon Core.
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Qiongbi Peak, on the ridge.
Ning Daoran, along with Big Stupid Deer, personally weeded by hand.
Huang Shan greeted respectfully, “Greetings to the Peak Master.”
“Your cultivation has progressed, Fellow Daoist Huang, advancing to the Qi Refining Middle Stage, congratulations,” Ning Daoran said with a smile.
Huang Shan chuckled, “You flatter me, Peak Master!”
In fact, Huang Shan was also aware that he was only a year or two younger than Ning Daoran.
Already in his sixties and only at the Qi Refining Middle Stage, it was impossible for him to reach Foundation Establishment in this lifetime.
He might not even witness the mere silhouette of Foundation Establishment.
Yet, advancing to the Qi Refining Middle Stage, he surpassed the average person in cultivating qi.
If he avoided seeking death and steadily progressed in cultivation, he could generally live to a hundred years.
In this world, where the average lifespan of mortals is around sixty years, what more could one ask for?
Thus, Huang Shan no longer pursued advancement aggressively.
He began to marry and have children, and now, his family was full.
Of course, he hadn’t abandoned cultivation and still hoped to glimpse the scenery of the Late-stage Qi Refining.
The afternoon came, Ning Daoran, having been in seclusion for too long, decided to descend the mountain for a visit.
He planned to stroll through Yellow Dragon Square and gather some materials for the White Feather Flowing Sound Array.
After all, many materials only appeared “periodically.”
For a while, a certain material had appeared, but it might not appear again for a long time after that period.
Ning Daoran was in excellent spirits. He was in no hurry when it came to gathering materials for arrays.
His more important task this trip was to purchase materials for the Sea Ice Array, the Blood Transformation Soul Chasing Array, and also some repair materials for the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation.
“Old Lu, care to stroll around Yellow Dragon Square?”
“Ao~~”
The man and deer struck an agreement and leisurely left the mountain to wander.
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In the afternoon, Yellow Dragon Square was exceptionally bustling.
The stalls in the vendor area were almost completely filled, and the main street was even more crowded with Loose Cultivators everywhere.
Amid the bustling crowd, someone suddenly seemed to glance at Ning Daoran.
“Hm?”
He spotted the person too and turned around with White Deer.
Just behind him stood two figures in long dresses, slender and graceful.
One of them was none other than Chen Ping’er, who had disappeared for many years!
Beside her was another Fairy, also in a white dress, breathtakingly beautiful.
“Ning… Fellow Daoist Ning?”
Chen Ping’er exclaimed with joy.
“Fellow Daoist Chen?”
Ning Daoran stepped forward, saying, “After the battle at Yellow Dragon Square a few years ago, I thought you had an accident. I didn’t expect we could meet again. It’s really great.”
“Um…”
Chen Ping’er’s face turned slightly red and said, “Over the years, Ping’er has been wandering. I have just returned to Yellow Dragon Square and haven’t sent a Sound Transmission Talisman to report my safety to you. Please forgive me, Fellow Daoist.”
“Think nothing of it.”
At this moment, the lady standing beside her smiled and asked, “Ping’er, who is this Fellow Daoist?”
“He is Fellow Daoist Ning Daoran I often mention to you, the Peak Master of Qiongbi Peak of Chaotic Sect, an Outer Elder.”
“I see.”
The lady pressed her dress in salutation and smiled, “I am Yun Lan, pleased to meet you, Fellow Daoist.”
Chen Ping’er smiled and said, “Fellow Daoist Ning, this is my good friend, commonly known as Fairy Yun Lan. We both have recently joined Xiyu Pavilion and just opened a branch here in Yellow Dragon Square.”
Xiyu Pavilion, a major force within Qingzhou, hosted Golden Core cultivators.
Ning Daoran had heard of this name before. Xiyu Pavilion was said to be located in a spiritually rich area hidden deep in the mountains, possessing abundant resources, and could even compete with Qingfu Square in the trade routes around Qingzhou.
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Unexpectedly, Chen Ping’er had joined Xiyu Pavilion.
Moreover, the lady had reached Foundation Establishment.
Furthermore, her every frown and smile seemed even more enchanting and full of charm, and if he didn’t guess wrong, the Bewitching Technique she cultivated had also significantly improved after Foundation Establishment.
Beside her, Fairy Yun Lan was also an Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator and practiced the same Bewitching Technique.
Looking at Ning Daoran, her beautiful eyes seemed to hook one in.
This somewhat made Ning Daoran wish he could punch her.
However, the movements of Xiyu Pavilion this time were significant. Deploying two Foundation Establishment Fairies indicated their intent to replace Qingfu Square in Yellow Dragon Square.
Naturally, the existing shops would come into competition, and how Xiyu Pavilion could carve out a path through the market would depend on its own capabilities.
“Fellow Daoist Ning,”
Chen Ping’er smiled, “Since the Xiyu Pavilion store has just opened, would you like me to accompany you around?”
“Thank you.”
Ning Daoran walked alongside Chen Ping’er, while Fairy Yun Lan tactfully went elsewhere.
The layout of Xiyu Pavilion was very similar to that of Qingfu Square, giving Ning Daoran a familiar feel.
He pulled out a list from his robes. It contained many materials required for the re-forging and repairing of several arrays, with nearly a quarter listed on it.
“It appears to be quite a substantial order.”
Chen Ping’er looked at the list, her beautiful eyes filled with a charming spirit, and smiled, “Please wait a moment, Fellow Daoist. I’ll have someone help you pick out the materials. As for the final price, as an old customer, you will receive at least a 10% discount.”
“Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist!”
“Xiyu Pavilion has just opened, and you’ve already placed such a big order, I should be the one thanking you,”
Chen Ping’er chuckled lightly, covering her mouth. Suddenly, she remembered something and said, “By the way, there is a trade meeting for Foundation Establishment Cultivators in Xiyu Pavilion in an hour. Would you like to join? I heard there will be many fine items there.”
“I will.”
Ning Daoran nodded with a smile and transmitted his voice, “I’ll change my appearance before I attend.”
“As you wish.”
After purchasing a large amount of materials, Ning Daoran left Xiyu Pavilion and turned into an alley after stepping out, transforming swiftly into a young cultivator with high cheekbones, clothed in a cyan robe.
He glanced up at the nearby Wind Stopping Tower, where a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Brother was guarding, and the grand array was ready to be activated at any moment.
The security was quite high, enough for him to feel safe to join the trading event, so he stepped forward into Xiyu Pavilion.
“Fellow Daoist Chen.”
Ning Daoran directly transmitted to Chen Ping’er, “It’s me.”
“Ah?”
Chen Ping’er turned around and immediately, her pretty face flushed red.
‘Why is she blushing?’
Ning Daoran was somewhat surprised.
Meanwhile, Chen Ping’er’s heart raced. She remembered this man’s face.
The last time she saw him was at Qingfu Square, and his wandering eyes were fixated between her chest and hips as if he wanted to devour her.
It turned out that the lecher was Ning Daoran in disguise.
Probably Ning Daoran habitually disguised himself like this and had forgotten about the previous incident…
For a moment, Chen Ping’er felt her heart flutter. If he really liked her, why didn’t he just say it outright?
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“Fellow Daoist Chen?”
Ning Daoran said, “The time is almost here, aren’t you going to lead me to the trade meeting?”
“Oh, um…”
Chen Ping’er regained her composure, “It would be my pleasure to show you the way.”