Falling in Love with a 500-year-old female elder
Chapter 7 - You call this turning around and leaving?

Chapter 7: The Furious Jiang Chengfeng! You call this turning around and leaving?

“Idiot!!!” Jiang Chenfeng shouted. His face immediately turned pale with anger, and his eyes darkened like a stormy sea.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the “Biography of the Heaven-Emperor” in his hand erupted into a cloud of fine powder.

Beside him, the pretty woman suddenly felt a powerful force emanating from Jiang Changfeng’s large hand gripping her shoulder, and she couldn’t help but let out a painful groan.

“Young master, you’re hurting me!” she exclaimed in pain.

Jiang Changfeng exuded a menacing aura as he looked down at the plump woman and asked coldly:

“Just a moment ago, you said you enjoy the content of this novel, and you can’t let go of the things you like?”

The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, not quite understanding why Jiang Changfeng asked such a question. However, she still replied honestly: “Yes, that’s what I said. Is there a problem, my dear?”

Upon hearing her response, Jiang Changfeng suddenly erupted into angry laughter and declared: “Fine, fine! You like spreading rumors, don’t you? You like causing trouble, don’t you?!”

“Seize her! Cut off her hands and throw her into Manchun Tower!”(Ed Note, Manchun Tower should be a brothel.)

When the woman heard his words, her face instantly drained of color, and she turned pale with fear.

“Young Master, I made a mistake! Please forgive me this time…!”

Despite her fear, she pleaded for mercy.

An armored guard, responsible for clearing the way, grinned maliciously and extended his large hand, gripping the woman’s white, delicate neck as if catching a chicken. He then forcefully pulled her out of the carriage.

As the cries for mercy faded away, Jiang Changfeng turned his head, gazing down at the other women on the big bed, and asked coldly:

“Do any of you still like this novel?”

All the women were terrified and remained as silent as dead cicadas.

Jiang Changfeng lifted his head and gazed towards the direction of Lin’an City, speaking with gloom in his tone: “A mere mortal, like an ant in stature, dares to scheme against me? They truly don’t comprehend the meaning of courting death!”

“What about Shi Yi, the person with double pupils? How can he even be compared to me? Even if such a person exists in this world, facing me, they’re nothing more than a mere speck in the vast expanse!”

“Mr. Ning asserted that in the current world, there are five or six people who surpass me by their powers?”

“Hah! What a joke!”

“Bei Han, the so-called supreme swordsman who ever killed numberless King Realm demons? The sword disciple of Sword Mound? The blinked disciple in Qing Lu Academy? The Buddhist girl who cultivated Dharma-Appearance with half a bodhisattva face and half a Shura face? He, hehehehe…”

“They are all unknown nobodies, just a bunch of nameless and worthless garbage!”

“Comparing themselves to me? Hahaha! They are not even worth the mention!”

Jiang Changfeng’s chest heaved, and a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes. He was deeply angered.

A man with a good reputation is unable to bear any splodge on him and they would take their reputation more important than their life usually.

Based on this reason, he even recruited many rumor-mongers to bloat his achievement, which his intent was just for the title of the No.1 pride in Nine- Profound World.

But now, this damn Ning Chuan, his few words had destroyed all of his efforts, which made Jing Chengfeng have a grudge against Ning Chuan to the extreme.

“Iron Mountain!” Jiang Changfeng exclaimed. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Nʘvᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

As he spoke, a burly man with a pigtail and an iron-like figure entered the carriage. This man was about three meters tall, had a fierce glint in his eyes, and exuded a truly intimidating presence.

“My lord, What are your orders?” Iron Mountain asked in a rough voice.

“Go and help me to eliminate someone.”

“Who?”

“Yun Province, Lin’an City, Seven Blessings Inn, a storyteller, Ning Chuan!”

“Ok!”

After a brief exchange, Iron Mountain turned to leave without asking any further questions.

Jiang Changfeng quickly added, “Make sure not to reveal your identity in this action. Let no one know that I am behind it. After you kill Ning Chuan, turn your head and directly run away.”

Iron Mountain paused, considering the instruction, and then asked bluntly, “My lord, do you mean to not only kill Ning Chuan but also to twist off his head before leaving?”

“…”

Jiang Changfeng was speechless by his words.

???

So, “turning head and directly running away” is equal to “twist off Ning Chuan’s head before leaving” in Iron Mountain’s mind?

As he gazed at Iron Mountain for a while, a feeling of helplessness crept into his heart after he remembered the series of speechless behaviors about Iron Mountain. Jiang Changfeng then weakly nodded and said, “Yes, you can think so.”

“Alright, I got it!” Iron Mountain gruffly replied, striding away.

Soon, Iron Mountain disappeared from Jiang Changfeng’s view. Watching his departing figure, Jiang Changfeng’s expression gradually turned cold.

“Pang Du, follow Iron Mountain and stick with him,” he ordered.

“Keep an eye on him, don’t let this idiot fail this action.”

“Keep an eye on him, don’t let this idiot spoil this mission .”

“Yes,” a hoarse voice responded.

In the next moment, a shadow-like figure swiftly passed by Jiang Changfeng’s back.

……

The aftermath of Ning Chuan’s sharp comment on Jiang Changfeng reverberated throughout Yun Province and its surrounding areas, causing intense shock and discussions among the people. However, Ning Chuan himself remained unaware of the impact he had made and he was in a good mood.

After spending the entire night in cultivating, Ning Chuan once again practicedwith the Mythical Animal Treasure Technique.He felt satisfied with his progress, he intended to get up and leave the compartment. But before he did, a thought crossed his mind.

“Er, the book share of the major booksellers should be coming soon, right?” he mused.

During his brief tenure as a storyteller, numerous booksellers from Yun Province had proactively reached out to him. They were eager to collaborate with Ning Chuan to publish his novel, under his name. According to the agreement, Ning Chuan would authorize them to reproduce and publish the book, and in return, he would receive half of the profit share, evenly split five to five.

Ning Chuan had a nonchalant attitude towards this offer. He wasn’t seeking fame or fortune but accepted the deal as a means of earning some extra money.

“Just making money, nothing to scoff at,” he thought, content with the opportunity to earn a decent income from his storytelling skills.

[Ding! Detecting the host is about going out, do you need me to hide your cultivation?]

A system prompt sounded in Ning Chuan’s mind.

Upon hearing the system prompt, Ning Chuan made a quick decision and allowed the system to hide his cultivation.

He was at Soul Condensation Realm now.

Among ordinary cultivators, this level of cultivation would be considered quite impressive, and he could be seen as an expert. However, in the eyes of truly powerful individuals, he would be nothing. Thus, it was better for him to temporarily conceal his true cultivation level to avoid being bred, because those higher level cultivators would be easy to see through his cultivation.

Usually, the unknown is just the best deterrent force.

In an instant, Ning Chuan concealed any fluctuations in his cultivation. His eyes, which had previously split into double pupils, now reunited, emanating clarity and vigor. However, he retained the ability to unleash the terrifying power of the double pupil with just a single thought whenever he desired.

Ning Chuan gazed at his reflection in the bronze mirror, a satisfied smile lighting up his face. With confidence, he stepped out of the room. Meanwhile, in the adjacent room, Nan Yuexi emerged, dressed in a long purple gown and a veil. Alongside her was the Elder Fei Long, distinguished by his white hair and beard, clad in a gray robe. As they noticed Ning Chuan passing by, Nan Yuexi’s eyebrows arched in surprise, and she willingly called him out:

“Huh? Mr. Ning?”

……

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