Chapter 1170: 130: Linglong: I Am My Master's Pet! (Part 2)

Capítulo 1170: Chapter 130: Linglong: I Am My Master’s Pet! (Part 2)

A group of three appeared at Jiang Ning’s door.

The courtyard gate was ajar.

“Cousin, I’ll go knock!” Wang Yuan jumped down from the carriage behind Wang Xuan.

“I’ll go!” Wang Xuan said.

As soon as she finished speaking.

She walked forward and ascended the steps.

Knock, knock, knock—

Her fingers tapped lightly, and the knocking sound was powerfully penetrating.

A dozen breaths later.

Bang——

The courtyard gate was pushed open, emitting a rumbling sound from the friction of its bearings.

“You are…” Liuu Wanwan opened the front courtyard door, and upon seeing Wang Xuan, her eyes held a trace of surprise.

The woman in front was strikingly beautiful, with outstanding temperament, yet her posture was clean and swift, giving her an unusual aura.

“I am an old acquaintance of Jiang Ning and knowing he has returned today, I have come to visit!”

“Ah, so you’re Ah Ning’s friend!” Liuu Wanwan’s face immediately revealed a smile as she made way: “Please come in first, I’ll go fetch Ah Ning shortly.”

Simultaneously.

Elsewhere.

Lv Yi, following Jiang Ning’s command, strode confidently towards the front courtyard.

…

East courtyard.

“Brother Jiang has guests, so I’ll take my leave first!” Bai Luoyu stood up.

“Lord Jiang, I’ll also take my leave!” Zhao Yulong also stood up and cupped his hands.

“Let me see you off!” Jiang Ning stood up and said.

“No need!” Zhao Yulong raised his hand to stop Jiang Ning’s actions: “Lord Jiang should attend to the guests first! We’ve visited multiple times, we’ll manage ourselves!”

Jiang Ning shook his head: “Those who come are not significant figures.”

Afterwards.

The three headed towards the front courtyard.

Just as they exited the east courtyard, they saw Wang Xuan, Wang Yuan, and Junior Sister Ge approaching.

“Young Master Jiang!” Wang Xuan cupped her hands, her movements clean and swift.

“Miss Wang, please wait a moment, I need to see off my friends!” Jiang Ning replied simply to Wang Xuan and then asked Lv Yi to take the three to his courtyard, before departing with Zhao Yulong and Bai Luoyu.

“Cousin, he doesn’t seem surprised at all by our visit!” Wang Yuan remarked, following Wang Xuan’s gaze towards Jiang Ning’s back.

“Quite normal!” Junior Sister Ge spoke first: “Previously, Wang boasted richly that she’d visit someday, bringing gifts equal in value to her own life sword.”

Moments later.

After Jiang Ning saw Zhao Yulong and Bai Luoyu out, he returned to his courtyard.

Meanwhile.

Inside the courtyard, the trio looked at Linglong as if facing a formidable enemy.

“Millennium Dao!”

“A Great Demon capable of transformation!”

“!!!”

Wang Xuan and the other two, as Immortal Dao talents, with extraordinary cultivation and Divine Sense, could feel the dense demonic energy and dragon might emanating from Linglong, which brought them an undercurrent of oppression.

Elsewhere.

Linglong sipped lightly from Jiang Ning’s wine cup, smiling with squinting eyes.

Within the wine, silver nectar swirled, and golden threads shimmered.

With each light sip, Linglong looked satisfied.

The aura of the Emperor’s Liquid made the wine seem like the finest drink in the world.

Hiccup—

A moment later, she gently patted her chest, hiccupping from the wine.

At this moment.

Jiang Ning returned to his courtyard.

“The three of you!” Jiang Ning spoke, looking at the trio standing by the lakeside pavilion.

“Young Master Jiang!” Wang Xuan turned to Jiang Ning, cupping her hands in greeting, her movements clean and swift.

Jiang Ning glanced over at Wang Xuan and the two beside her, his eyes slightly narrowing.

“Miss Wang has come all this way, is there urgent business?”

Approaching the trio, Jiang Ning spoke.

“Mr. Jiang seems completely unafraid of us?” Junior Sister Ge remarked.

“Why should I be afraid?” Jiang Ning chuckled.

“Your Divine Fan is still with you, and you haven’t returned it!” Junior Sister Ge said.

“When did it become your Divine Fan?” Jiang Ning asked, raising his hand to conjure a green light into his hand.

A cyan round fan appeared with it.

The next moment.

He held the folding fan in his hand and slightly exerted force. Instantly, a green light exploded, lifting the long hair and clothes of the three people with a fierce gust of wind.

Witnessing this scene, Ge Xian’er instantly turned pale.

At this moment, she felt the Divine Fan in Jiang Ning’s hand gave her a sense that it was faintly stronger than when it was in her own.

“Where is your name written on this fan?” Jiang Ning asked.

“Have you refined all seventeen restrictions?” Ge Xian’er spoke.

Jiang Ning smiled but remained silent.

Wang Xuan’s gaze was solemn.

Then she reached out in front of Ge Xian’er.

“Junior Sister, our skills are inferior; we must admit defeat.”

“You speak magnanimously, Senior Sister, but why don’t you admit defeat and hand over your sword?” Ge Xian’er said to Wang Xuan, her tone somewhat sharp.

“I will pay the corresponding price!” Wang Xuan spoke.

Then she withdrew her arm blocking Ge Xian’er.

“If Junior Sister Ge is unwilling, I won’t stop you! But today, the Uncle-Mentor is not here! He will not step out of the Grotto Heaven for a mere trifling Divine Fan again. Coming to the mortal world, each moment spent causes spiritual pressure to backflow, which is harmful rather than beneficial to the Uncle-Mentor.”

Upon hearing Wang Xuan’s words, Ge Xian’er instantly shut her mouth.

She also knew the facts were just as Wang Xuan said.

The Uncle-Mentor could not deliberately come out of Qingyang Cave Heaven for her small issue.

After all, the outside world lacks spiritual energy, and for someone like the Uncle-Mentor to walk out, there would be a severe imbalance with the spiritual pressure.

Even with cultivation at the pinnacle of humanity, it is impossible to completely lock the spiritual power within.

Each more moment spent outside leads to a loss of spiritual power.

Especially in the bustling mortal world, it is almost truly a place devoid of spirit, making this phenomenon more pronounced.

Like this time upon returning, the Uncle-Mentor would need to resettle his cultivation once again.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Ning caught the key information in Wang Xuan’s words.

“Spiritual pressure backflow!”

“No wonder I have rarely seen people from the Grotto Heaven before.”

He thought to himself.

“Three of you, let’s sit down and talk first!” Jiang Ning walked into the pavilion by the lake and snatched the wine jug held by Linglong: “Children shouldn’t drink too much alcohol!”

A flash of golden light from his hand, and the wine jug was put away by Jiang Ning.

Linglong pouted: “Okay! Okay!”

Then she walked towards the railing.

In the next moment.

She flipped over the railing, transforming into a Dragon Carp and fell into the lake.

Seeing this scene, the three of them exchanged glances and walked into the lakeside pavilion.

“Young Master Jiang, this sword returned to my hand not by my own merit, but by leveraging the repute of my Uncle-Mentor! I, Wang Xuan, can afford to lose!”

“Do you mean, you want to exchange this sword with me?” Jiang Ning looked at the flying sword in Wang Xuan’s hand, reached out, and the long sword fell into his hand.

Buzz!

The long sword trembled with a hum, its tone lingering.

“Good sword!” he praised.

Among all the swords he had ever seen, this sword of Wang Xuan’s was the finest he had seen thus far.

He had used it a few times before in Shangyang Cave Heaven; it was very handy and easy to use.

“This sword is cultivated with my life, equivalent to half of my life!” Wang Xuan said.

Hearing this, Jiang Ning understood Wang Xuan’s intention.

“Then what is Miss Wang’s purpose in coming today?”

He tossed the long sword in his hand, and it transformed into a sword light within the pavilion, drawing an arc until it fell beside Wang Xuan.

“I am willing to offer equivalent value as ransom!” Wang Xuan spoke.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning seriously looked at Wang Xuan.

“Miss Wang is generous!!” he praised.

At this moment, he also discerned certain aspects of Wang Xuan’s character—proud, self-confident, unwilling to take advantage of others, unwilling to owe others, with a bit of a temper.

Such a person was obviously suitable for friendship.

“What does Young Master Jiang need?”

“Gold? Pills? Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures? Cultivation methods? Martial techniques?”

“Swordsmanship then! A suitable swordsmanship martial art is enough!” Seeing Wang Xuan being so straightforward, Jiang Ning also did not want to ask for too much.

He just happened to lack suitable swordsmanship to improve himself.

“Swordsmanship?” Wang Xuan furrowed her brow.

Then she patted her waist, and a jade token appeared instantly at her waist.

“Inside this is a legacy of supreme sword technique, price-wise, it could match that of my flying sword, could you accept it?”

Looking at the jade token in Wang Xuan’s hand, Jiang Ning furrowed his brow.

Now possessing the Taixu Yin Yang Sword.

With this Supreme Sword Skill originating from Shangyang Immortal Sect, what he currently lacked wasn’t a high-grade swordsmanship, but a sword technique that could break limits in a short time and bring a trait increase.