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Chapter 84: Ning Bei and Jiujiu Meet Again, Desire Overflows Unstoppably

Boom…

Having said that, Ning Bei decisively squeezed the trigger.

A tearing sound ripped through the void!

In an instant, a pillar of lightning burst from the muzzle of the mystic cannon, not a shell like before but a solid beam of thunder.

Like an invincible blade, it swept across more than 100 people.

“Careful!”

The elder paled in fright and hastily warned them.

Facing such terrifying lightning, even he no longer dared to take it head-on.

He darted sideways with all speed.

“Ahhhhhh…!”

However, the weaker Elders in the rear failed to dodge and let out miserable screams.

Everyone touched by the beam was severed at the waist in an instant.

In a heartbeat, blood rained down together with the diced corpses that plummeted from the sky.

“Ha ha!”

Ning Bei grew even wilder.

Gripping the mystic cannon with both hands, he kept swinging the barrel, directing the lightning beam in wide arcs.

Everywhere it passed lay devastation.

Even the solid, towering mountains were cleaved in half with a thunderous boom the moment the beam grazed them.

So what chance did these people have?

Ning Bei was completely berserk.

While steering the cloud boat, he held up the mystic cannon to hunt down the stragglers, utterly engrossed in this whack-a-mole slaughter.

Steamrolling with cheats felt far better than fighting hand-to-hand.

“Stop!”

Seeing the carnage, the black-robed elder barked a harsh command.

These were the elite he had cultivated for decades, the backbone of the Xuanmo Sect, and now they were being butchered like ants?

Who could endure that?

Boom!

The elder slammed his staff into the air, black mist surged for 1,000 yards, yet before the skeletal phantoms could reach the cloud boat they were… shredded like rag strips by the lightning beam!

Helpless, the elder had no choice but to advance with his staff and try to block Ning Bei head-on.

“Good timing!”

Madness flashed in Ning Bei’s eyes.

The next second he swung the mystic cannon toward the elder, sending the beam roaring at him as well.

The elder dared not be careless; he raised his scepter and poured power into it, strange runes appearing along its shaft.

Moments later, a black vortex unfolded before him.

Boom!

At the instant beam and vortex collided, a violent shockwave erupted, sweeping dozens of miles outward.

Many onlookers could not withstand the force and coughed up blood repeatedly.

The vortex the elder created still failed to absorb all the power of the mystic cannon, and he was pushed farther and farther back…

Considering the cannon’s limited energy, Ning Bei did not pursue.

Instead he wheeled around and drove the cloud boat, using the lightning beam to chase the fleeing survivors.

Compared with the elder, they had no ability to resist, and along the way Ning Bei even spotted a cluster of buildings…

The Xuanmo Sect?

Whoosh!

Ning Bei flew over without hesitation.

As the saying goes, if the beam is crooked the rafters will be skewed; since these people liked to rob and swindle, they were certainly no righteous sect.

Thus Ning Bei started the reshuffle mercilessly.

“No!”

The black-robed elder was instantly dumbstruck.

Where the hell had this lunatic come from?

Why was he even darker than the Xuanmo Sect!

At that moment the elder wanted to cry but had no tears, forced to watch the Xuanmo Sect reduced to dust by the lightning beam.

He was utterly powerless!

“Whelp, how dare you wipe out my foundation like this?”

He dashed over again, roaring in rage, “Do you have the guts to tell me your name and background?”

“Oh?”

Ning Bei’s expression shifted.

Seeing the man seething for revenge, he wondered if an even greater power might be backing him.

Surely it had to be stronger than the Xuanmo Sect!

Aware that the mystic cannon was close to running empty, Ning Bei curled his lips into a cold smile and said, “What, you want to know my name?”

“Dare you tell me?” the elder growled, eyes fixed on Ning Bei.

“A real man walks the earth without changing his name or surname.”

Ning Bei snorted arrogantly, “Listen up, the lord’s surname is Qin, single given name Yu; my mother is Yuan Yuan.”

With that said, Ning Bei turned the flying cloud skiff around and sped off.

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The elder gnashed his teeth at the departing cloud boat yet did not give chase.

From the earlier fight he already understood that although Ning Bei’s cultivation lagged behind his, that flying artifact… left even him helpless.

“Qin Yu!!!”

The black-robed elder etched the name deep in his mind and roared at the sky through chattering rage, “Qin Yu… I will kill you if it’s the last thing I do!”

At that moment, a handsome lad in the Heavenly Martial Academy suddenly sneezed for no reason.

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After leaving, Ning Bei stroked the mystic cannon fondly like a treasure and sighed, “Offense and defense in one… what more could a man want?”

This thing was totally hacked.

With the mystic cannon in hand, even at mid-Nascent Soul he could treat Divine Transformation experts like bags to reach into.

It far surpassed ordinary cross-realm killing artifacts.

Next, Ning Bei took out a tracking talisman.

Although he had wasted some time, the distance between him and Qin Jiujiu was getting shorter and shorter.

Fortunately he encountered no more forces like the Xuanmo Sect afterward.

Perhaps because he was nearing the Xusheng Realm’s center, this world, like the Xuanyuan Continent, had powers maintaining order.

Unlike edge groups such as the Xuanmo Sect, the outskirts of the Xusheng Realm were closer to the law of the jungle than to order.

Of course, that was only relative.

A long while later, the distance on the tracking talisman had almost overlapped with his wife’s marker.

Ning Bei put away the flying cloud skiff.

Not because he feared Qin Jiujiu might see it, but because in a region of strong factions the skiff was no ordinary item and would attract too much attention.

Stowing the cloud boat, Ning Bei followed the tracking talisman on foot.

Roughly 1,000 miles later, he arrived at a city called Cold City.

True to its name, snowflakes drifted and the wind cut like knives, yet cultivators paid it no mind, so the streets bustled with traffic.

Glancing at the talisman, Ning Bei muttered, “Jiujiu should be somewhere in this city.”

When he looked up, he fell silent.

There were simply too many people.

Left with no better option, Ning Bei chose the safest method… shuttling through the streets while stopping passers-by to ask, “Have you seen my wife?”

Though the method was a bit old-fashioned, Ning Bei had also considered turning into a bolt of lightning and flying overhead to draw attention, maybe letting Qin Jiujiu notice him.

But on second thought he scrapped that plan.

“Have you seen my wife?”

Just as another inquiry yielded nothing and he prepared to search 100 paces farther, a slender figure wearing a purple veil appeared.

“Are you looking for me?”

The young woman tilted her head at Ning Bei, her limpid eyes curved like crescent moons.

“Jiujiu?”

Ning Bei froze for a beat, then lunged forward in delight.

He wrapped his arms around her soft, boneless waist; after a whole month, who could resist that fragrance!

“Ah-yah~”

Qin Jiujiu let out a shy hum.

Under the veil her pretty face burned crimson, “Husband… there are so many people here.”

“Y-yes, right.”

Ning Bei snapped back to himself.

He glanced around, then pulled her into a deserted alley.

“？”

Qin Jiujiu had just opened her mouth to ask in confusion, but before she could speak, a surge of power flooded her body.

“Mmm…”

Her delicate figure quivered, going numb.

“Meanie~ We just met and you’re already bullying me.”

Qin Jiujiu instantly went weak.

When she removed her veil, her pretty face was flushed with embarrassed happiness.

Seeing that delectable face again, a beauty so out of tune with the entire world that it stole one’s breath, Ning Bei found he simply could not hold back anymore.

Whoosh!

The next moment he whisked Qin Jiujiu out of the city.

He reached a desolate field, summoned the flying cloud skiff, and ushered her into a cabin on the boat.

“What is this?”

At her first look inside, Qin Jiujiu covered her mouth in astonishment.

Before she could speak, she caught the predatory glint in Ning Bei’s eyes.

Her heart thumped wildly, “H-husband, slow down… let’s tal… talk business first.”

“No talking… I can’t hold it in~”

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