Chapter Eighty-Three I Am Not A Fool

  Ning Cheng just wanted to speak, but found himself encountering people again, this time not one, but four.

  "Huh? The fish that slipped through the net is back, and there's an extra one..." a hoarse voice exclaimed in surprise.

  "Luó Fēi, are these people after you?" Ning City stared at the four cultivators in front of him and asked. Among them, two were at the Condensing Reality First Layer, one was at the Condensing Reality Second Layer, and one was only at the Gathering Qi Ninth Layer.

  "Ah......" Ji Luo Fei seemed somewhat perplexed, momentarily forgetting to respond to Ning Cheng's words. She had just been pursued and killed by these four people, how could they be back again?

  The two-layered cultivator didn't move, but instead said to the other three, "Kill the man and spare the woman for now. It's been more than half a year in this desert, and it's hard to come across a decent bird. The last two were careless and got killed. This one is ugly, but her figure isn't bad."

  The other three didn't need the second-level cultivator to speak, and had already blocked Ning City. One of the first-level cultivators even jumped into the air, reaching out to grab Ning City's head.

  Ji Luo Fei didn't respond, and Ning Cheng also knew that Ji Luo Fei had been pursued by these few people before. The long spear in his hand had already brought up a spear aura, completely enveloping the three approaching men.

  In an instant, the yellow sand turned into a sheet of icy coldness, and more than 20 dark ice gun tips formed a huge net in a flash, wrapping up the three cultivators who had just arrived.

  "Hmph" The cultivator of the Condensed True First Layer, who had flown to the top of Ning City, didn't have even a bit of resistance and was directly torn into pieces by the icy spear's tip.

  "He's not a Qi Condensation Seventh Layer cultivator..." Another cultivator who had just condensed his true essence to the first layer had spoken, and more than ten icy gun tips immediately enveloped him. He only managed to take out his ring knife artifact, but couldn't even activate it before being swept away by the icy gun tips. More than ten blood arrows shot out, instantly forming over ten ice lings.

  More than twenty ice needles, Ning City only used them to deal with these two Condensation stage cultivators. As for that Qi Gathering Ninth Layer cultivator, Ning City didn't even use a single Ice Needle to attack him, just one punch sent him flying out.

  The cultivator of the Nine Layers of Qi Congregation reacted quickly, but the killing intent of the fist and axe directly enveloped him. Even if he reacted faster, in front of strength, it was just a fleeting cloud.

  The "Hóng" energy shield formed by the Ninth Layer Cultivator's gathered true energy was like a paper-thin barrier in front of Ning Cheng's fist, shattering instantly. Ning Cheng's fist struck the cultivator without holding back, and blood splattered everywhere as the cultivator was sent flying tens of meters away, his body already lifeless when he crashed to the ground.

  The distant Congzhēn Second Layer cultivator had already reacted, and at this moment, he was grasping a half-moon long hook treasure radiating blue light, staring at Ning City.

  "I didn't expect you to be a Condensing Truth cultivator. Since you are, I suppose these misunderstandings can be forgotten. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." The second-layer Condensing Truth cultivator spoke while keeping his eyes fixed on Ning City, slowly backing away.

  Ning Cheng knew that the other party said this because they saw his Xuan Bing Thirty-six Guns, and even recognized it as a Xuan-level gun technique. They estimated that they were not his opponent, so they became timid.

  Ning Cheng didn't even have the interest to speak, and the Twenty-Two Profound Ice Spear Tips swept out once again. A vast expanse of Profound Ice Spear Tips formed a massive Profound Ice Spear Net that directly sealed away this Second Layer Consolidated Cultivator.

  The two-layered cultivator of the Cong True Sect was always on guard, and as soon as Ning Cheng made a move, the half-moon long hook in his hand immediately shot out.

  However, the long hook had just been sacrificed and hadn't had time to transform into a defensive formation when it was taken away by a large copper coin. The cultivator of the second layer of Condensing Reality could only watch as the icy spear pierced his body.

  Clutching in his hand a talisman that had only been activated halfway, this cultivator of the second layer of the Congenital Realm couldn't believe he was dying so quickly.

  He had originally planned to use the Long Hook Method's treasure to block Ning City's Xuan Ice Gun, and then trigger a third-level Thunder Fire Symbol in his hand. In his opinion, even if his Thunder Fire Symbol couldn't kill Ning City, it should at least heavily injure him.

  Although the third-grade Lei Huo Fu was precious, compared to his life and the Xuan-level gun technique in his eyes, this Lei Huo Fu was nothing.

  He thought of countless things, but never thought that the time for his Lei Huo Fu to be activated was not yet. His Chang Gou Fa instrument didn't even have a chance to block the Xuan Bing Gun's tip for a moment, and it was taken away by someone before he could even transform it.

  Ning Cheng raised his hand to put away the Wu Xing Luo Bao copper coins, and was secretly shocked in his heart. These copper coins were too terrifying. He had only refined one layer of the restriction, yet it was already so terrifying. If he were to refine all the restrictions, wouldn't that mean that as long as it was a Wu Xing treasure, he could make it fall? Fortunately, he still had a Qī Yào Ice Needle back then, otherwise he would have died under these Wu Xing Luo Bao copper coins earlier.

  Just now if it weren't for these five lines of copper coins, he believed that he wouldn't be afraid of this condensed true second layer cultivator. But with the help of the copper coin treasure, things have become too simple.

  "Ning Cheng, we..." Ji Luo Fei called out in a trembling voice on Ning Cheng's back. She felt that something was off. What was going on? Could it be that he hadn't died? How could he possibly be here if he hadn't died? How could Ning Cheng have killed four such formidable opponents with one breath?

  Ning Cheng smiled back at Ji Luofei, "Luofei, I don't know how you managed to come from Huazhou to the Luoshan Desert again, but don't worry. We're all doing fine, no one's dead."

  Ji Luo unconsciously pinched him, forgetting that her hand was still on Ning Cheng's neck. Ning Cheng felt a sharp pain and immediately said with a bitter face, "Luo Fei, you're pinching me."

  Ji Luofei didn't hear what Ning Cheng said at all, and subconsciously wrapped her arms tightly around Ning Cheng's neck, actually sobbing out loud. She wasn't rejoicing that she hadn't died, but rather that Ning Cheng hadn't died.

  Ning Cheng patted Ji Luo Fei's back, "One should be happy when alive, don't cry."

  He found it somewhat strange that in his original memories, Ji Luo Fei had never cried over anything, and this seemed to be the first time he saw Ji Luo Fei cry.

  Ning Cheng saw Ji Luo Fei and hurriedly asked again, "Luo Fei, what exactly happened? I remember when you left Cang Qin Country, you were about to condense your Qi to the fourth layer, right? How come it's still only at the fifth layer now? And why are you in the Luolai Desert?"

  Luó Fēi's qualifications are not bad, previously in Cāng Qín Guó there were no cultivation resources, Luó Fēi was able to cultivate to the peak of Jí Qì third layer. Logically speaking, after being brought by her aunt Jǐ Yáo Hé to Huà Zhōu's Wǔ Xīng Academy, with all sorts of cultivation resources and guidance from famous teachers, she should have already broken through to the later stage of Jí Qì.

  It's just An Yi following by her side, and her cultivation speed is also much faster than Ji Luo Fei.

  Ji Luofei just hugged Ning Cheng tightly and didn't respond to Ning Cheng's words. Ning Cheng had no choice but to gather the belongings of the cultivators he had killed, carry Ji Luofei on his back, and quickly leave.

  After a long while, Ji Luo Fei finally spoke from behind Ning Cheng, "Sorry, Ning Cheng."

  Ning Cheng turned around and smiled at Ji Luofei, "Luofei, you haven't wronged me. If it weren't for you, I might have died already."

  Ning Cheng knew that if Ji Luo Fei didn't bring him back from the prison gate in time, his fate would be unpredictable.

  "That day when I carried you back, I didn't care about your life or death. I was wrong to Grandfather Ning, and wrong to you..." Ji Luofei's voice was very small, as if she was still filled with self-reproach.

  At first, when she brought Ning Cheng back, she thought Ning Cheng was already dead. Later, Ning Cheng came back to life on her back, and she didn't have a hint of surprise or astonishment. To her, whether Ning Cheng was dead or alive really had nothing to do with her. If Ning Cheng was alive, she would take care of him; if Ning Cheng was dead, she would go bury him.

  Ning Cheng fell silent for a moment before speaking up, "Luo Fei, you don't have to blame yourself. In the past, I was quite harsh on you, and it's normal that you didn't take me seriously."

  "No." Ji Lu Fei immediately negated Ning Cheng's words, "I only found out later that you were the best to me. Since Grandfather passed away, no one has ever been as good to me as you have."

  Ning Cheng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Luo Fei, you mustn't think like that. What if one day you meet a bad person and they pretend to be good to you? If you think like this, you'll get deceived."

  He didn't know how to explain it to Ji Lu Fei, and Ji Lu Fei was too easy to deceive. It seemed like he hadn't done anything to her at all. Just like others were good to her, she almost gave herself entirely to them. Such thinking was very dangerous. Ning Cheng had lived here for a shorter time than Ji Lu Fei, but he already understood that the people here weren't as simple-minded as they seemed.

  Ji Luo Fei fell silent, and after a long while, she spoke in a low voice, "I'm not a fool."

  She understood Ning Cheng's meaning, but Ning Cheng didn't understand hers.

  Ning Cheng sighed and didn't continue saying those things, only asking, "Luo Fei, do you know that even if a cultivator of the Yuan Yuan realm enters the Luolei Desert without a clear route, they will still fall here? You've only gathered energy for five layers, returning to the Luolei Desert... I really don't know what to say to you."

  Ji Luo Fei still didn't speak, how could she not know that going back to the Luole Sand Dunes was a dead end? But where else could she go? As a Qi gathering fifth layer cultivator, where else could she go? Even if she left Xing Chen Academy and changed her location, it would only prolong her life for a few more years.

  If it were before Ning City helped her escape from Cang Qin Second Star Academy, when she didn't know how good Ning City was to her, what she thought about or tried hard to find was cultivation resources to continue cultivating, and then go find her parents.

  But from that day on, Ning Cheng's shadow lingered in her mind. He was the only one willing to die for her, and he was also her fiancé. Searching for her parents seemed endless and hopeless. But Ning Cheng was in Cang Qin Country, and she knew that once she left, Ning Cheng's chances of survival were slim.

  She went to Cangqin country to find Ning city, which was her wish since she got on the flying boat and left Pingzhou. If she could get through the Luolei desert, she would even have a chance to return to Cangqin country. Even if she died in the Luolei desert, it was closer to Cangqin country.

  No one knows what she's thinking and she won't tell anyone either.