Chapter 1273: Chapter 1273: Encountering a Demon in a Strange Land (Part 2)

This was the first day Ning Fan arrived in the Northern Barbarian Country.

When the sea ship docked, it was already nighttime. Gazing around, there were already thousands of vessels resting at the harbor, and his arrival did not attract the attention of those ashore.

The harbor wasn’t dark, as the Northern Barbarian Country was a land blanketed in snow, and the snow night illuminated by moonlight wasn’t too dark; several thousand sea ships lined the coast, their lights stretching for dozens of miles, further brightening the night here; ashore, it was even more brightly lit, with several markets operating here, bustling with people and lively even at night.

Ning Fan stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the myriad lights onshore, feeling as if in another world. Caught in the blood-filled cultivation world, it had been a long time since he felt the peace and harmony of the human realm.

In the night sky, flurries of snow landed softly on his shoulders, like unseen hands gently brushing past.

His gaze unintentionally swept over the snow on his shoulder, then landed on Bai Ling’s face beside him.

Tonight, Bai Ling wasn’t wrapped up tightly, as there was no sunlight here to burn her.

A snowflake happened to float down, lightly landing on Bai Ling’s nose, yet it didn’t melt away from Bai Ling’s body heat—likely because Bai Ling’s usual temperature was as cool as snow.

Though Bai Ling couldn’t see the beauty of the falling snow, her face was adorned with smiles, hands spread to catch the snow, with an earnest expression as if catching countless versions of herself.

Ning Fan couldn’t help but smile, instinctively raising his hand to brush away the snowflake from Bai Ling’s nose, exchanged for Bai Ling’s puzzled expression.

[Why did Senior Brother brush away the snowflakes? Isn’t it nice to have them fall on us?] She asked in her heart.

"Sorry, I instinctively did something unnecessary. There’s nothing wrong with having snowflakes fall on us." Ning Fan was taken aback and apologized.

[Then, does Senior Brother like snow?] Bai Ling asked eagerly.

"Yes, very much. In my hometown among the blooming plum blossoms, there’s such a beautiful snowy landscape, but it’s not as lively in the deep of night as it is here." Ning Fan replied.

[If Senior Brother likes snow, we’ll certainly get along better! I like playing chess, and Senior Brother likes playing chess too; Senior Brother likes snow, and I like it too.] Bai Ling said happily.

Actually, I don’t particularly like playing chess, at most not dislike it...

This thought, Ning Fan kept to himself and didn’t say out loud.

Beside him, Shi Gandang couldn’t hear Bai Ling’s inner words, and from his perspective, Ning Fan talking to Bai Ling seemed oddly solitary.

"I wonder if Senior plans to rest on the ship tonight or seeks another spot in the market ashore?" Shi Gandang asked respectfully.

"No need to bother finding another place, I’ll rest on the ship tonight..." Ning Fan began, but then noticed Bai Ling’s expectant expression nearby.

So he changed his tune, "...We’ll stay a night at the market instead."

...

Ning Fan, Bai Ling, and Shi Gandang disembarked.

The group from the Jinbiao Sect responsible for escorting Bai Ling to the Northern Barbarian Country bid farewell to Ning Fan and Bai Ling, without joining them ashore.

Their escort mission was completed, naturally they had no reason to stay; additionally, after the task encountered attacks from Northern Dipper assassins, many of their brethren were lost, they must return to the Sect to report this matter promptly.

"Master Lu Bei! Be sure to visit us at Jinbiao Sect for drinks if you have time! Promise me!"

"We will surely prepare good wine and food, awaiting your arrival, Senior!"

"Bai Ling girl! Take care! Do come to Jinbiao Sect next time you have an escort mission!"

"Be careful at the Dao Fruit Conference!"

"Farewell! Everyone, farewell!"

On the distant ship, Wux Laoliu gazed toward the harbor, waving continuously; where he waved, Ning Fan stood amidst the wind and snow, watching the Jinbiao Sect group depart—watching Wux Laoliu leave.

"Be sure to visit Jinbiao Sect for drinks if you have a chance!" Wux Laoliu shouted to Ning Fan.

"Yes, if there’s a chance, I’ll definitely go." Ning Fan nodded.

...

Entering the market at the dock, the perceptive Shi Gandang noticed Ning Fan and Bai Ling were interested in exploring the market, and thus excused himself to find lodgings, temporarily separating himself from Ning Fan.

Before leaving, he further displayed a deeply meaningful expression, whispering secret transmissions to Ning Fan, "Senior, if you and the White Lady get tired of strolling, head north in the market for a guest spot to rest. Those guest rooms have strong isolating formations, no matter the commotion in the room, none will sense it outside... and the guest spot offers various services, hehehe, Senior understands..."

"..." Ning Fan was speechless.

He only intended to stroll casually with Bai Ling in the market, where had Shi Gandang drawn his thoughts?

Ultimately, Shi Gandang excused himself.

Leaving only Ning Fan and Bai Ling to stroll the market.

Bai Ling, despite being unable to visually perceive the market’s bustling activity, wandered with a happy face. Previously, she had never stepped out of Hongjun Snow Valley, everything here felt fresh and curious.

Bai Ling: [So fragrant, what is this scent?]

Ning Fan: "Wait, let me ask... This is a snack called snowflake cake being sold here. Would you like to buy some to taste?"

Bai Ling: [Can we?]

Ning Fan: [We can, but... No, nothing.]

Buying things is certainly possible, the issue is the lack of money. Ning Fan’s storage pouch contained plenty of Dao Crystals and immortal jade, but in this trial space, as soon as he retrieves Dao Crystals and immortal jade, they turn to ash and dissipate.

It seems due to the vast temporal separation, the retrieved Dao Crystals and immortal jade couldn’t withstand the force of spanning time rules and would instantly disintegrate.

Though unable to retrieve Dao Crystals and immortal jade for purchases, Heavenly Dao Gold and Silver could be used.

Ning Fan tried, and the Heavenly Dao Gold and Silver he retrieved were not destroyed by time laws.

This was somewhat surprising to Ning Fan, but thinking it over, he found it reasonable. After all, the Tongtian Sect established the Ancient Kingdom Trading Array, engaging business across times, using currency like Heavenly Dao Gold and Silver.

Even in different temporal spaces, Heavenly Dao Gold and Silver circulated, enduring beyond endless reincarnation as hard currency.

"So that’s it. Gold and silver are not naturally currency, currency naturally being gold and silver..." Ning Fan seemed enlightened, muttering to himself.

He then reached the snowflake cake stall, with the stall owner being a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Northern Barbarian Country.

The stall owner’s cultivation wasn’t high, but years of business here sharpened her insight. Seeing Ning Fan’s vast aura, hard to gauge, she knew this was a mighty Senior, daring not to neglect.

"Senior decided yet? How many boxes of snowflake cake? I’m not boasting; my snowflake cakes are mixed with unique North Pole Mountain snow water and various exclusive Northern Barbarian Country celestial herbs, priced at ten thousand Xuejing Stones per box, absolute value for money!"

"Xuejing Stone?" Ning Fan was surprised. It sounded like Xuejing Stone was a spirit stone currency exclusive to Northern Barbarian Country cultivators.

"If you don’t have our country’s spirit stones, you can use immortal jade for the transaction, and if using immortal jade, I can offer senior some discounts, only nine thousand immortal jades per box!" the vendor said.

"Sorry, I don’t have any immortal jades on me right now. Let’s trade with this; do you recognize this item?" Ning Fan took out a tiny piece of Heavenly Dao Silver, weighing less than one tael, insignificant to him.

"T-this is... Heavenly Dao Silver! Senior, please don’t joke around, even if it’s just one tael, its value far exceeds hundreds of billions of immortal jades, no, even more, higher! I’ve never dealt with such currency, can’t estimate its value, I-I dare not accept it..." The vendor was frightened; she recognized Heavenly Dao Silver, as expected from a true realm cultivator.

"No problem, as long as you recognize it. Let’s use this to buy a box of snowflake pastries."

To Ning Fan, who possessed millions of taels of Heavenly Dao Gold, a mere tael of Heavenly Dao Silver meant nothing.

He simply couldn’t find any smaller denomination currency on him and had to transact this way.

Thus, the transaction was completed.

The female cultivator selling pastries was stunned!

The news spread from one to ten, ten to hundred, and soon, everyone in the market knew that tonight in the market, a big spender had come, one who spends (money) like (foolish) dirt (wealthy)!

"Have you heard? Someone actually used a tael of Heavenly Dao Silver to buy just a box of snowflake pastries?"

"Don’t be ridiculous! Even an Immortal Emperor under the Shanhai Arbiter can only receive half a tael of Heavenly Dao Silver as annual salary; how can anyone be so prodigal, so extravagant?"

"It’s true! I witnessed it myself!"

"Hiss! If this is true, this person’s origin is definitely extraordinary!"

"Even a Quasi-Saint can’t be so wasteful!"

"Could this person be a disciple of a Saint?"

"Warn Hei Liu, Barbarian Ghost, and the rogues not to provoke this kind of existence and bring trouble to our Wind Barbarian Market!"

"Rest assured, when Hei Liu, Barbarian Ghost heard about such a person, they were terrified and immediately ordered their subordinates not to provoke such people."

"What about the guy who received a tael of Heavenly Dao Silver?"

"The woman is from the Yu Man Clan, ranked fourth in the family, just a small Nascent Soul cultivator. She has already been taken to the clan by the Yu Man Clan’s Left General. The tael of Heavenly Dao Silver has probably ended up in the pocket of the Yu Man Ancestor. Given this woman’s status, she couldn’t possibly own such a valuable object, but with the Yu Man Ancestor’s personality, even if he takes the treasure, he will certainly reward the woman well, so she can be considered quite lucky."

"Hmph! Yu Man Ancestor beat us to it!"

...

"Wait, more news! That person went to a candy vendor and bought two candied figures with a tael of Heavenly Dao Silver!"

"Crazy! Even if this person is wealthy, he shouldn’t be so wasteful! Why, why didn’t he buy from me!"

"Have you found out the identity of the candy vendor?"

"He’s one of us from Wind Barbarian; our ancestor has already sent people to bring him."

"Good, at least the fortune didn’t fall into outside hands. That candy vendor will surely be rewarded well; such luck makes one green with envy!"

...

"He went to buy a kite!"

"A kite? For what, he bought a kite? Was it for a tael of Heavenly Dao Silver again?"

"Yes!"

"Quick! Find out his path; let’s move our stalls to his route and try our luck!"

...

"He went to buy roasted chestnuts again!"

"Damn it! I sell roasted chestnuts too; why didn’t he buy mine!"

"Who was lucky this time?"

"I don’t know, seems like a newcomer to the market."

"I know that old man; people on the street call him Old Lie. His full name seems to be Lie Shan or something."

"Hmph! Such luck should not be cheap for outsiders! Tell Hei Liu and Barbarian Ghost to ’invite’ this Old Lie over to us!"

...

As Ning Fan discovered Heavenly Dao Silver could be used, he bought everything Bai Ling wanted along the way, accidentally acquiring a heap of useful and useless items.

At this moment, Bai Ling was nibbling on a snowflake pastry on the left and a sugar-coated fruit on the right, wearing a snow demon mask on her head, moving wherever it was bustling without feeling tired.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, carried Bai Ling’s items, with several oil paper bags hanging on him, a phoenix-shaped kite on his back, and two ugly sugar figurines in his hands.

Looking at Bai Ling in high spirits, he couldn’t help but feel a headache — they’ve been shopping for two hours already, still not enough.

"My transactions with Heavenly Dao Silver were unintended, but they seem to have caused a significant commotion in the neighboring market. If we keep shopping, it might bring some trouble..."

Ning Fan wanted to persuade Bai Ling that it was time to find a guesthouse to rest, but facing Bai Ling’s joyful face, he suddenly remembered the paper crane, Weiliang, and Mu Xiaoliang’s team...

"Didn’t expect this girl to be quiet like a virgin during chess and lively like a rabbit when playful..."

He sighed softly.

Alright, let her shop a bit more.

If it really causes trouble, the opposing side should have acted long ago; since they haven’t, they must have some concerns...

"Speaking of which, in this trial space, many things can’t be truly touched, yet these items purchased with Heavenly Dao Silver, for some reason, can be touched by me... This seems to involve some profound principles, perhaps it’s the operation principle of the Ancient Kingdom Trade Array..."

Ning Fan was in contemplation, suddenly saw Bai Ling turn around, heading towards a roasted chestnut stall.

He had no choice but to follow her, planning to buy some chestnuts with a tael of Heavenly Dao Silver.

However, when he presented the dao silver, the vendor, busy stirring the chestnuts, didn’t even look up, and refused.

"This store doesn’t accept dao silver, only accepts dao gold."

Doesn’t accept dao silver, only dao gold?

Ning Fan was first stunned, then his eyes narrowed.

Interesting! How does he know I have dao gold! I’ve only showed dao silver publicly, and not many of them, could he be guessing or testing me with words? If so, it’s nothing...

The problem lies in...

The roasted chestnut elder in front of me seems weak in cultivation, merely at the Golden Core level. But if he really were a Gold Core expert, how dare he refuse the Dao Silver from a great expert and instead demand Dao Gold? Is Dao Gold something a Gold Core expert dares to accept?

"What do you wish to see from me? What can you even see? If you want to buy chestnuts, that’s fine, two million taels of Dao Gold for a bag!" The elder continued roasting chestnuts without raising his head, not even sparing Ning Fan a glance, merely scoffing nonchalantly.

[What’s happening?] Bai Ling tugged at Ning Fan’s sleeve, somewhat perplexed as to what kind of riddle Ning Fan was playing with a chestnut stand owner.

Why does a bag of chestnuts suddenly cost two million gold? Could the stand owner possibly be a fool?

"It’s nothing. I just encountered a senior expert hidden in plain sight."

Ning Fan spoke lightly, though inside, his heart was churning violently. How did this person know he had two million Dao Gold? Was it just a coincidence, or...

Despite his strong perception, he could not detect any trace of concealed cultivation in the elder’s demeanor. However, his intuition told him that the person before him was extraordinary and far from being a mere Golden Core Junior! This was instinct honed from life-and-death experiences!

[Ah, so this is a senior high expert! If this elder is indeed a high expert, we should not disturb him...] Bai Ling, understanding the gravity of the situation, bowed to apologize to the elder before pulling Ning Fan away, fearing the elder might harm him.

But they couldn’t leave!

Though they walked towards the distance, no matter how far they went, when they turned around, they were still by the stall as if they hadn’t moved at all!

What a terrifying method this was! From start to finish, Ning Fan couldn’t discern any hint of divine skill from the elder, as if merely a thought could achieve such a frightening feat, easily confining all things here!

The cultivation disparity was unimaginable!

Even when he fought the Ant Lord, though Ning Fan felt unbeatable against a dignified Saint, he never felt so powerless. Undefeatable! Inescapable! Life and death not within his own hands!

Bai Ling also sensed that something was amiss, and panicked immediately, realizing she might have inadvertently provoked a top-level old monster in the real realms by wandering with Ning Fan.

Instantly, she felt an immense self-blame.

The elder sighed, comforting them, "Don’t panic, little girl. With my identity, I’m not going to act against two kids. An old leftover like me only cares about two words, face and dignity."

"You are different from that rude kid; you know how to respect the elderly by bowing. That’s very good, very good. Here! This bag of chestnuts is a gift, no payment needed. Take it and enjoy. Hehe! My chestnuts are not something everyone can eat, especially not for sale to the junior members of the Zidou clan!"

The elder, for the first time, raised his head, packed a paper bag of chestnuts with a chuckle, and handed it to Bai Ling.

Directly treating Ning Fan as if he were invisible.

[Junior members of the Zidou clan?] Bai Ling was bewildered. In her time, even the Purple Rose Celestial Emperor had not yet reversed fate to become an emperor; how could there be a Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign? Naturally, she couldn’t understand the significance of Purple Dou, but she dared not refuse the chestnuts handed by the elder.

After accepting the chestnuts, Bai Ling bowed again to the elder and thanked him very politely.

Ning Fan was in a state of deep shock.

Who exactly was this person!

He dared to directly mention Purple Dou. Could it be that he is on the same level as the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign!

Finally meeting the elder’s gaze, Ning Fan found the elder’s appearance incredibly familiar, almost identical to that of Lie Yukou, could it...

Upon further inspecting the elder’s gaze, deeper than the river of time itself, Ning Fan felt that he could not withstand even a single glance from him, forcing him to avert his gaze.

It cannot be wrong.

This is the Purple Rose Celestial Emperor!

But how is that possible!

Wasn’t the Purple Rose Celestial Emperor already annihilated from the cycle of reincarnation by Master Zidou? Logically, there shouldn’t be any trace of him left in the world, yet why...

"Could it be because of the Saint Heir Trial! It’s the Saint Heir Trial that retained a trace of his existence within the reincarnation, immortal and unextinguished!" Ning Fan vaguely guessed, preparing for the worst in his heart.

Regardless of what the Purple Rose Celestial Emperor is or how he preserved himself from total erasure in reincarnation, today’s matter will certainly not end well!

He is a disciple of the Zidou, this fact has been seen through by the other party and even explicitly stated!

The other party regards Purple Dou as an enemy, after all, it was the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign who slayed him, and from his words, it’s evident he still harbors grievances against the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign!

In such a case, how will he escape from today’s mortal path, is indeed a huge problem!

Can he really escape?

Perhaps he can, after all, he only has one thread of Heart Spirit here, so there is still leeway. Even though it’s a difficult feat, if he gives it his all, there remains a slim chance of escape!

But, if he escapes, what about Bai Ling? Wouldn’t she become implicated because of him...

Even though this is a trial realm and everything is illusory, even though Bai Ling in front of him is also an illusion, Ning Fan for a moment, did not leave immediately, but held Bai Ling’s hand tightly.

Just like many years ago, on a night of despair, the first encounter with a paper crane, the first urge to protect that girl’s heart.

Also like the day when the old monster clutched his neck, so close to death yet still wanting to fight to the death!

Fight!

The War Yin and Yang glowed faintly!

In the face of a supreme existence like the Purple Rose Celestial Emperor, the glow of War Yin and Yang was as weak as a firefly, but even a firefly has times when it cannot be extinguished!

This moment is such a time!

"Oh?" The elder uttered a soft exclamation.

For the first time, he truly looked at Ning Fan.

Unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly. This child had clearly seen through his identity and still had the courage to face him head-on.

Interesting, interesting indeed! Throughout history, all Ziwei Saint Heirs who participated in the trial lost themselves at his chestnut stand for various reasons; only this child not only preserved his self but also had the courage for a desperate fight.

"Commendable courage! The Purple Dou’s vision is indeed remarkable, able to see the value in a mere mortal bone butterfly. It turns out that even when it comes to choosing disciples, I’m not as good as him! Unfortunately, your roots are too inferior; in this life, if you are willing to relinquish obsessions, betray Purple Dou and submit to Niku, entering sainthood has some chance; but to join the reversed cause, there is no chance at all. A weakling holding Heavenly Dao Silver is as if possessed of a guilty treasure; inferior roots would be akin to making a wedding dress for others, eh? What a pity, what a pity..." the elder sighed repeatedly, seemingly hinting at something with every word.

Ning Fan seemed completely deaf to the elder’s words, his heart unwavering, still holding Bai Ling’s hand, ready at any moment to fight to the death with the elder.

"Put away your little schemes. I already said, with my status, I won’t act against juniors like you. Grudges of the previous generation will not spill over to the next; this is my pride and Purple Dou’s as well! He had the grandeur to spare the lives of Ziwei, Northern Dipper’s descendants, so how could I harm you! Furthermore, if I truly had a future where I would kill you, such a future would have long since been obliterated by Purple Dou, who has calculated everything. In that case, he wouldn’t allow the Saint Heir trial to continue existing. Do not underestimate my esteem! Also, do not underestimate Purple Dou’s capabilities!" the elder admonished.

Ning Fan stayed silent for a moment, and after a long time, released Bai Ling’s hand, slightly cupping his fists towards the elder.

"This junior Ning Fan (Lu Bei), greets Senior!"

This sentence, Ning Fan spoke his true name, but only the elder could hear it.

To Bai Ling’s ears, however, it sounded like "Lu Bei," clearly indicating the Saint Heir trial influenced this part.

The old man paid no attention to Ning Fan; instead, he smiled slightly at Bai Ling and said, "Little girl, quickly taste these chestnuts. How do they taste?"

"Oh." Bai Ling responded inwardly and took out a chestnut, peeled it, and tasted it.

"So sweet!" Bai Ling showed a cheerful smile.

Then she peeled another one and stuffed it into Ning Fan’s mouth.

Ah, this...

Ning Fan hadn’t completely let go of his guard against Ziwei Xian Huang. He originally intended to stop Bai Ling from eating the chestnut, let alone plan on eating one himself.

But Bai Ling forcefully stuffed one into his mouth.

He chewed it; it was indeed sweet. Hmm, this feeling...

Ning Fan furrowed his brow, letting out a soft "Hmm."

This soft sound fell on Bai Ling’s ears, making her wrongly assume Ning Fan found the chestnuts unpalatable.

"Not good?"

"No, it’s not... these chestnuts..."

No matter how you look at it, the chestnuts fried by the old man used ordinary ingredients.

However, how could the chestnuts fried by the dignified Rebel Immortal Emperor be ordinary!

Bai Ling couldn’t perceive the chestnuts’ mysticism, and none of the Zi Wei saints who came to trials throughout the ages could discern its mystery.

But Ning Fan...

Actually felt the traces of the Purple Tinge Taoist Method within this small chestnut.

Intricate and complex, like an endless river spread between heaven and earth, with no end in sight!

Ning Fan had never seen such complex Taoist methods, like millions of threads tangled together, but this chaos was just an illusion, hiding some kind of pattern within.

And that pattern was where the essence of the Purple Tinge Taoist Method lay!

Essence, essence...

It was as if a bright light lit up in Ning Fan’s eyes, only to extinguish immediately.

With a spurt!

Ning Fan suddenly spat out a blood arrow; it was the backlash caused by forcibly comprehending the essence of the Purple Tinge Taoist Method.

This scene frightened Bai Ling into losing her composure, mistakenly thinking... the chestnut was poisonous.

She was full of rage, pointing at the Roasted Chestnut Elder, too angry to speak.

"You poisoned them! You actually poisoned them! You are unworthy of a senior high master! I mistakenly trusted you as a good person!"

"Audacious! When did I ever poison them! This kid is too extraordinary, actually perceiving the essence of my Taoist method! And how absurdly arrogant he is too, thinking he can comprehend this level of Taoist method, it’s his own doing!" The old man, hearing Bai Ling’s thoughts, was practically amused by anger.

While speaking of Ning Fan courting death, in fact, the old man’s heart had already stirred with appreciation and fondness for talent.

Such a prodigious talent! How could this kid have so little mana yet perceive the essence of this level of Taoist method from a mere chestnut...

Where did Purple Dou find such a prodigy?

Why does none of my disciples possess such aptitude, alas... truly a significant gap between Purple Dou and I...

Seeing Bai Ling still suspicious, the old man felt vastly insulted, wanting nothing more than to crush their endless reincarnation with a palm; yet, with his proud nature, he could not possibly bully younglings, especially not kill over a mere matter of sugar-fried chestnuts.

His dignity would not allow him to engage in such ridiculous deeds.

To clear his name, the old man snorted coldly, flicked his fingers to cast a Taoist method, and purple light engulfed Ning Fan’s body. In the next moment, Ning Fan’s injuries were healed.

"Go! Go! Go! I shall no longer do business with you! You two, vanish before me immediately! Bad luck, bad luck!" The old man said impatiently.

Feeling Ning Fan’s injuries healed, Bai Ling realized her misunderstanding of the old man, feeling a wave of guilt, she bowed repeatedly to apologize.

But the old man no longer spared Bai Ling a glance.

Muffling his head, frying chestnuts, regarded Bai Ling as air person number two.

Seeing the dignified Ziwei Xian Huang as such a grumpy person, Ning Fan was also stunned; yet felt touched by the fact that the other intervened to heal him.

Although he did not need the other’s healing, he casually pointed, sending the healing Purple Tinge Taoist Method into his body.

Invisibly, his understanding of the Purple Tinge Taoist Method increased slightly...

"Thank you, senior." Thus Ning Fan still expressed his gratitude.

But received no response.

Because the old man only regarded Ning Fan as air person number one.

Seeing this, Ning Fan knew better than to further disturb, saluting again, and then took Bai Ling to leave.

At this moment, a group of brutish men surrounded the chestnut stall.

The two in the lead were burly and fierce individuals, one named Hei Liu, the other named Barbarian Ghost.

They came to the chestnut stall, first casting a deep glance at Ning Fan, then saluted respectfully, "Dear senior, please kindly move to another stall, this old man named Lie Shan is so rude, daring to sell overnight chestnuts to you, truly despicable! We shall vent your anger for you!"

Falsely accused the Roasted Chestnut Elder of selling stale chestnuts, then came to the chestnut stall, started to smash it without a word, while fiercely saying to the old man.

"Fool! Our master invites you to visit his mansion! It’s an enormous honor, don’t be senseless!"

Ning Fan was perplexed.

Everyone seemed dumbfounded.

In this world, there actually exist rogues daring to be so arrogant against a Rebel Saint!

Ning Fan once considered himself arrogant; today he realized, there are far more arrogant than himself.

Thinking of this, he wasn’t in a hurry to leave but rather curious about what the outcome of these ruffians would be...

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