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Wei Ning, the Blood Corpse, moved with incredible speed. Even though Unyielding Bones belonged to the Flying Corpse, its speed was only on par with Wei Ning's. After their earlier exchanges, Wei Ning had already gained a significant lead over them. It was clear that catching up was impossible now, especially as the sky began to brighten. The God of Joy disliked sunlight, so Wu Yunhe ordered the disciples to halt their pursuit.
Fang Yujue stomped his foot in frustration and said, "Damn it! You were lucky this time, but if I encounter you again, I will definitely kill you." Among them, Fang Yujue harbored the deepest hatred for Wei Ning because he was convinced that Fang Zhi was killed by Wei Ning, or at least that Wei Ning and the Phoenix Maiden had conspired together.
Fang Yujue glanced at his disciples and declared firmly, "Any disciple of the Fang Family who encounters this person in the future is to kill him without mercy."
The disciples nodded in agreement.
Wu Yunhe's expression was equally grim. The appearances of Wang Chuyi and Wei Ning had undoubtedly disrupted the Corpse Driving Conference and thwarted his ambitions to dominate Zhu You during this event. With a darkened face, he said, "This thief impersonating a disciple of the Wei Family deserves death. From now on, any disciple of the Wu Family who sees Wang Chuyi or this person should report to me. There will be generous rewards."
At that moment, several White Family Disciples emerged carrying the barely conscious Bai Maoren. Bai Maoren harbored deep hatred for Wei Ning and his master but could only utter one word: "Kill."
There was no longer any need to continue the Corpse Driving Conference. The three family heads had suffered heavy losses and their reputations had plummeted, while Wang Chuyi and Wei Ning had established themselves among the younger generation. Especially Wang Chuyi's unmatched prowess in battle and his ability to intimidate all skilled opponents with just a word made them envious.
When would they reach such heights?
The disciples spoke casually but secretly envied them greatly, wishing they could immediately join Wang Chuyi's faction.
Wei Ning ran for several dozen meters before stopping when he realized no one was pursuing him. After circling around the mountain a few times, he found the path down.
By the time Wei Ning descended the mountain, it was already past nine o'clock. The sun shone brightly. Feeling a bit hungry, he stopped at a restaurant and ordered a bowl of Hunan Specialty Pig's Trotter Noodles.
At that moment, two middle-aged men entered from outside. Judging by their attire, they were likely Disciples of Blessing who had just come down from the Corpse Driving Conference. Not wanting to cause trouble, Wei Ning deliberately avoided their gaze to prevent being noticed.
The two men ordered breakfast and began eating while chatting. Their conversation mostly revolved around topics related to the Taoist Sect and Bagua. "Hey, buddy, did you hear? The women from Dragon Tiger Mountain are getting married."
"Who?"
He waved his hand dismissively and replied, "Lin Lingsu. Such a famous beauty; you must have heard of her."
Upon hearing Lin Lingsu's name mentioned, Wei Ning couldn't help but perk up his ears and listen closely.
"No way! I heard she's the most renowned ice-cold beauty on Dragon Tiger Mountain. So many people have been turned down by her; who would she ever favor? A rich second-generation heir? A BMW prince? She wouldn't be crying inside a BMW too, would she?"
"Where have you been? I'm not joking; this is absolutely true! Dragon Tiger Mountain has already issued invitations for it. Now the entire Taoist Sect is buzzing about this matter."
"Quick, quick," the man urged, his interest piqued.
"I'm telling you, recently, Dragon Tiger Mountain has undergone a tremendous change. Old man Ning Suwen has been taken out," he said, gesturing dramatically.
"What? No way! That Old Ghost can die? He's a figure of great skill in the Taoist Sect. Even if our Zhu You old men teamed up, we might not be able to take him down. Who's that powerful?"
The other man rolled his eyes in annoyance. "You only know how to boost others' spirits while diminishing your own. Didn't you see that Wang whatever? Just pulling him out to face Ning Suwen one-on-one, I think Wang Tuozi stands a better chance."
The listener nodded eagerly. "That's true, but Ning Suwen is indeed formidable. Who killed him?"
"You really don't know? It's the old saying: 'Day defense and night defense, but family thieves are hard to guard against.' The one who killed him is precisely the successor he had been nurturing, Lin Lingsu."
"No way! Lin Lingsu? Why would she strike? Besides, is she even his match?"
"I can't say for sure, but those big sects have many people and complicated relationships. It's likely that Ning Suwen and Lin Lingsu had some sort of connection... But you're right; if Lin Lingsu teamed up with that Xu Shime, Ning Suwen would have crushed them like two ants."
"Crushed them? How could that be..."
"Listen to me; it's not over yet! Originally, Ning Suwen intended to kill them, but then it seems someone named Li from Dragon Tiger Mountain—anyway, not a good person—sneaked up on Ning Suwen. As a result, the generation's leader was ambushed and went to the Underworld without knowing what hit him. Really disappointing."
"And then what happened?"
"Didn't I just tell you? With Ning Suwen dead, naturally Lin Lingsu took the stage. After finishing off the deal to kill Ning Suwen, she planned to marry that Li guy. Ugh, that Li fellow has some guts; if it were you, would you dare?"
"What’s there to fear? It's Lin Lingsu! If that seductive woman wanted me to do something with her, forget about Ning Suwen; I'd go for it too."
"Ambitious. I knew you were an Evil Spirit. By the way, is Lin Lingsu still a virgin?"
"Of course! With so many men around, do you think she can stand being lonely? She might have already been with Ning Suwen... Heh heh."
At this point, the man wore a lewd grin.
"So that Li guy is wearing old shoes then?"
"Does it even need saying?"
The two of them became increasingly reckless and opportunistic, leaving the place with their arms around each other, joking and laughing after settling their accounts.
"Wei Ning, what's wrong with you..." Liu Linglang looked at Wei Ning, whose expression was growing more and more unsettling, and couldn't help but ask with concern.
At that moment, Wei Ning's face was ashen, his hands deeply embedded in the tabletop, yet he was completely unaware of it.
"Heh heh," Wei Ning suddenly let out a cold laugh to himself. "What a good deal—if I die, you’ll never marry again. And now that I’m still warm in my grave, you… heh heh, heh heh. Heh heh..."
Wei Ning knew how his heart felt; it was both like being cut by a knife and exhilaratingly painful. "She’s just a fraud. How could you keep believing her time and again, making excuses for her?"
With a sudden slap, Wei Ning struck his own face and muttered foolishly, "Wei Ning, you are the biggest fool in the world. How could you let a woman deceive you so thoroughly? Wei Ning, oh Wei Ning, can you face the ancestors of the Wei Family? Can you face the esteemed masters of Zhu You School? Can you face... her?"
"Married? Interesting, interesting. Very good, very good. Hahahaha." Wei Ning burst into a long laugh, ignoring the strange looks from passersby as he disappeared down the street.
Suddenly, a wave of relief washed over him. How liberating it felt.
No longer burdened by things that never belonged to him. It turned out that it could really be this easy.
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