bookrandom Chapter 195 How can there be a fool in the world of cultivation?
Chapter 195 How can there be a fool in the world of cultivation?
"Your dantian is damaged, your tendons and veins are broken, hehe." Ghost General He looked Lan Ning up and down, and said in a cold tone: "As expected of my son, you can still survive after such a serious injury?"
Lan Ning: “…”
"Aning! Aning! Save me!!" A figure covered in blood suddenly ran out of the hall. It was Bai Ling.
Bai Ling's internal injuries had not yet healed, and his spirit had just been severely damaged by Huang's death, causing him to vomit several mouthfuls of blood. At this point, he was already on the verge of collapse.
Lan Ning's face changed, and the scene of being surrounded by righteous monks a few months ago flashed through his mind. His expression suddenly became gloomy, and his tone was extremely cold: "You caused me to fall to this point, and now you dare to ask me for help!"
"Aning, if I really set up a trap to murder you, why am I now accused of colluding with the devil and ended up like this!"
Bai Ling said sadly, "After much investigation, I learned that your identity was exposed by the disciple named Bai Lan! She was the one who secretly revealed your identity and earned a large amount of contribution points."
Bai Lan received a reward from the sect for reporting Lan Ning, eight thousand contribution points.
This was a righteous act, so naturally no one would deliberately conceal it for Bai Lan, let alone hide it from fellow cultivators.
Later, Bai Ling used Yuqing Peak's connections to do a quick search and found out the key.
"Someone framed me, Aning, don't you believe me?" Bai Ling looked sad.
"...Bai Lan?"
Lan Ning's pupils shrank, and his expression suddenly changed. The look he showed towards Bai Ling instantly became complicated, three parts regret, three parts pity, and four parts hesitation.
It turned out that it wasn't her, Ling'er didn't want to harm herself...
But who is Bai Lan? Does he have a grudge against him? Has he ever seen this person?
But he had never heard of this name... Lan Ning suddenly started brainstorming. He tried to recall how he was captured, but he had no memory of Bai Lan at all.
"Aning, I really didn't mean to hurt you. Do you really not believe me..." Bai Ling cried bitterly, and regarded Lan Ning as her only life-saving straw: "I originally wanted to rescue you, but...but!"
Before this, Bai Ling had received the rumor that Han Xuzi had deliberately spread, and learned that the young master of the evil sect, Lan Ning, was imprisoned in a seal in the inner gate library. After much hesitation, Bai Ling actually went to rescue him.
This matter happened to be caught by Han Xuzi who was conducting a sting operation, and Bai Ling's crime of colluding with the evil sect was completely confirmed.
Bai Ling didn't expect that the old man who sat in front of the library and basked in the sun every day would be the ancestor of the sect.
She couldn't understand why the ancestor would target her and set such a trap to lure her into it.
It was as if someone knew everything about her and wanted to kill her and make her suffer from eternal damnation.
The sect's patriarch wanted to kill her. Even if True Man Qingxuan tried his best to protect her, he could not defeat True Lord Yuanying.
Bai Ling knew that her death was imminent, and her only hope now was to leave Qingyuan Sect, so she had to place her hopes on Lan Ning.
Looking at Bai Ling's red eyes, Lan Ning felt a sudden pang in his heart.
"......Okay, I'll take you away." Lan Ning looked at He Gui beside him with a serious and earnest look: "Father......"
He Gui was silent for a while, and suddenly slapped the seriously injured Lan Ning to the ground: "I saved you and sent out a piece of information worth tens of millions. You ungrateful thing, do you really think I'm in need of a son?"
The Yuanying stage ancestor, a cultivator standing at the top of the cultivation world, has always had everything he wanted.
Not to mention a beauty, even if it is a handsome man, a beautiful beast, or a sexy ghost, the ghost only needs to wave his hand and there will be many people rushing forward.
Even though it was difficult for high-level monks to have offspring, he could still have one or two bloodlines if he worked hard for decades and cast a wide net.
Aren’t his two illegitimate children being raised outside now? In He Gui’s eyes, Lan Ning is not the only irreplaceable heir.
If his mother, who was also in the Nascent Soul stage, had not just come out of retreat, He Gui would not have had the leisure to make this trip to rescue someone.
"I am a demon, not a Buddhist." He Gui said in a light tone.
"......!" Lan Ning was knocked to the ground by He Gui's palm and felt several of his bones broken. However, he was still able to stand up, which was obviously the result of He Gui's restraining some of his strength.
Bai Ling, who was far away, felt a chill in her heart when she saw this. Lan Ning and He Gui had a bad relationship, so she was...
Lan Ning was furious to see himself in such an embarrassing state in front of the person he loved, but he couldn't say anything to He Gui. He was even more anxious that he couldn't save Bai Ling.
Seeing this, Hanxuzi stroked his beard and laughed, "Why get angry, old ghost? Just as you said, at our current level, spirit stones are no longer important. You are a cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage of the Demonic Path, you can't be unable to take out even 10 million spirit stones, right?"
After saying that, Hanxuzi raised his hand and pointed a finger at Bai Ling. The finger suddenly struck out with great power, and instantly knocked Bai Ling several meters away. He hit the stone pillar of the hall in the distance and bled profusely.
Hanxuzi controlled the force and saved Bai Ling's life, but completely shattered her dantian, turning her into a mortal who could not practice cultivation.
“Ling’er!!!” Lan Ning’s eyes widened, his eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched.
Spiritual roots are the foundation of a cultivator's practice. Hanxuzi completely destroyed Bai Ling's foundation of cultivation with just one finger.
If the tendons and veins are broken, they can still be reshaped, but if the spiritual roots are destroyed, it is extremely difficult to repair them.
The spiritual power in Bai Ling's body was slowly dissipating, and the aura of a monk in her was gradually fading, and she turned into a mortal.
The extremely weak Bai Ling's expression became increasingly gloomy. She vaguely saw Han Xuzi smiling in the air, and a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.
"I am by no means a cold-hearted person. If you want to take the traitor of Qingyuan Sect away, you can. I will give you 10 million spirit stones." Hanxuzi stroked his beard and smiled.
The implication is that a living Bai Ling can be taken away for 10 million.
But his tendons and veins were broken, his spiritual roots were destroyed, and he was a useless Bai Ling who could not create any value for the evil path.
Hanxuzi didn't believe that there would be a fool who would spend a huge amount of spirit stones to save a useless mortal.