Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 38 Questioning
This was a deliberate arrangement.

But Xie Mingli seemed to be unaware of it and simply said, "Butler Qin, the side courtyard has been vacant for a long time. Let's clean it up tonight."

Qin Henian paused for a moment, then lowered his head and responded respectfully, "Yes, Miss."

"The official Qingyun Arena competition is still ten days away," Xie Mingli said casually, "It's quiet here, perfect for practicing. But—" She paused, her eyes fixed on him, "Don't forget to register within these ten days, otherwise you won't be eligible to participate."

"Thank you for the reminder." Chu Ning turned his eyes slightly, his gaze swept across Xie Mingli's cold face, with a smile at the corner of his lips that was neither deep nor shallow, as if he was guessing the deeper meaning of her words.

"If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to look for Butler Qin." Xie Mingli's voice was steady, without any emotion.

Chu Ning raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Henian beside him. The latter still had a respectful and restrained look on his face, but there was a hint of complex emotions in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss. I appreciate it." Chu Ning cupped his hands with a half-smile. "However, it's not necessary to trouble Butler Qin with such a small matter as registration."

Xie Mingli remained silent, her gaze like a mirror, reflecting her unhurried demeanor. After a moment, she nodded gently, her clothes fluttering as she turned and left.

……

In the side courtyard of Wuhou Mansion, the seventy-two lanterns hanging from the roof suddenly dimmed.

The flickering candlelight made the scene in the room hazy and quiet.

Chu Ning sat cross-legged on the couch. The moment his palms faced upwards, the true energy in his body flowed through his meridians, rising and falling with the rhythm of his breathing, like thunder lurking in the clouds, which could erupt at any time.

He was only one opportunity away from becoming a ninth-grade warrior.

If he could kill a ninth-rank warrior and repay the price of "Splitting Sky and Flying Shadow Art", he would not only be able to successfully break through, but also be able to advance the practice of another martial art.

But, is that easier said than done?
Even if he could temporarily fight a ninth-grade expert to a draw with the skills overdrawn by the Hunyuan Divine Order, it would be his limit. If he wanted to kill him, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Thinking of this, Chu Ning's eyes flickered slightly, and the burning desire for a breakthrough in his heart subsided slightly. He slowly took out the jade box from his arms and gently opened it.

Suddenly, a hot and strong medicinal power swept out, and the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Yang Fruit lay quietly in it, with a faint red-gold halo flowing around it, like a piece of dazzling glass that condensed the essence of the scorching sun.

If you can refine it, breaking through the ninth level is just the starting point, and even stepping into the eighth level is not impossible!
But the problem is that he hasn't found a way to refine it yet.

Chu Ning stared at the fruit, frowned slightly, then slowly closed the jade box and put the Nine-Transformation Xuanyang Fruit back into his arms.

The medicinal power of this substance is so strong that even a spiritual beast like the blue-eyed snow fox finds it difficult to withstand it.

He lowered his head and took out the curled-up little white fox from his clothes.

Ever since it ate the second Xuan Yang Fruit, it has been sleeping soundly. Its snow-white fur shone with a lustrous luster under the candlelight, and its breathing was long and dense.

It seemed to be in the critical stage of refining the medicinal power. Even though the physique of the spiritual beast was far superior to that of humans, it still had to go through a life and death transformation in order to completely refine the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Yang Fruit.

Thinking of this, Chu Ning withdrew his gaze, put away the jade box, and then reached out and gently stroked the little white fox's fur.

The soft and delicate touch startled him slightly, and the strange illusion suddenly emerged in his mind.

The enchanting woman, with her sleeves as red as fire, her red lips slightly parted, and her eyes as watery as water, seemed to want to draw his soul away.

Chu Ning's expression froze for a moment, and he suddenly came to his senses and quickly withdrew his hand, as if that touch was some kind of dangerous temptation.

However, at this moment.

"Zheng——!"

A sharp sword sound suddenly broke through the air, shattering the silence of the night.

Chu Ning's eyes were slightly stern, and he looked up instantly.

In the next courtyard, true energy surged, frost stirred, and sword energy raged, even penetrating the three walls and carving three sharp frost marks on the sandalwood screen in front of him.

The icy spirit penetrated into the screen, and the patterns on the screen were frozen and cracked, turning into fine ice chips that fell down.

Chu Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling surprised.

"Xie Mingli is training so hard?"

In this world, even people in the upper class practice so hard for strength, but he possesses such a heaven-defying artifact as the Hunyuan Divine Order, which can overdraft the future in exchange for power beyond the current limit... But what is the price?
He unconsciously touched the two strands of white hair on his forehead. At that moment, memories of the past emerged like a tide - those overdrawn years of life.

The price he paid was never easy.

"All living beings overcome their own calamities."

Xie Mingli's words not only reflect her, but also reflect everyone.
At this moment, a ray of fire suddenly fell slowly from the horizon, dragging a blazing tail like a meteor, making the night sky blood red.

boom--!
The flames suddenly fell, shaking the entire courtyard, stirring up violent gusts of wind and flying dust.

"Which little bastard dares to climb up the social ladder and live in Wu Hou Mansion?"

An arrogant and cold shout rolled in, and the voice revealed the pressure of a superior, as if just one word could decide life and death.

Chu Ning walked out of the room quickly, looked up, and frowned slightly.

The man was wearing a crimson robe with fire patterns, and his whole body was shrouded in a strong breath of fire. The bluestone tiles under his feet cracked inch by inch under his pressure, and flames wrapped around his long hair, like a demon god walking out of the flames.

Feng Li from Lihuo Palace, a ninth-rank intermediate warrior.

As soon as he got the news that Xie Mingli not only returned to Wuhou Mansion, but also brought a strange man back with her, he was instantly furious and rushed over to kill her.

Feng Li's eyes were as sharp as torches as he glanced at Chu Ning coldly, filled with contempt and murderous intent.

"Only you are worthy?"

These words did not conceal the murderous intent.

Chu Ning's expression remained unchanged, his eyes calm, and he spoke calmly:
"Who are you?"

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, showing neither fear nor respect, and even hinting at a hint of impatience.

Feng Li frowned, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

"How dare you yell at me, little bastard?"

Red flames rose, and the floor tiles under his feet were scorched and cracked. A violent flame energy spread instantly, and the scorching temperature made the air distort, as if he was about to attack in the next moment.

However, just when the atmosphere was tense, a cold voice came from outside the courtyard gate, like a basin of cold spring pouring down on the flames, instantly suppressing the violent aura.

"Feng Li, can you just break into Wu Hou Mansion whenever you want?"

Following that, Xie Mingli walked into the courtyard slowly with brisk steps.

She was still wearing a light purple long dress, with wide sleeves fluttering and the hem of her skirt skimming across the bluestone ground. Although she did not have the slightest fierce aura, she had an inviolable majesty.

Her eyes narrowed slightly and fell on Feng Li, her tone still cold:
"The Palace Master of Lihuo Palace is not as unreasonable as you."

When Feng Li saw her appear, the anger in his eyes immediately subsided a little, his expression relaxed, and he restrained some of his pressure, but he still showed some aggressiveness.

He stared at Xie Mingli, his tone carrying a hint of "concern", but he couldn't hide the temptation and pressure in his words:

"Li'er, I heard that you were attacked on your way home, and you rode in the same carriage with this boy back home, and you left him at Wuhou Mansion."

He changed the subject and glanced at Chu Ning with contempt, his voice low and with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"I'm worried you've been scammed."

Chu Ning raised his eyebrows slightly and was about to speak when Xie Mingli spoke coldly.

"Please respect yourself."

She frowned slightly, her tone impatient, and her words were as sharp as a sword, directly cutting off Feng Li's words.

"We don't seem to have any special relationship, so don't call me so affectionately."

(End of this chapter)