Chapter 1159: Chapter 1148: Cloud Breaking Sect Leader—Duan Yunfei
Hoo…
Finally, Nalan Yanfeng’s entire body went through a final strange stretch and then slumped down, exhaling more than inhaling, clearly on the verge of death.
“Hehe, you little witch, you don’t deserve to live!”
With a bang, Ning Fan tossed her to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
As for Ning Fan, he didn’t even glance at her, lighting up a cigarette.
The scene finally quieted down, and the night gradually descended.
Ning Fan ordered, “You guys handle the aftermath, it seems the old man is severely poisoned, I need to go back and deal with it.”
“Mr. Ning, be cautious of any remnants from the Nalan family causing trouble again, I should go with you.”
Ouyang Feifei expressed her concern.
Ning Fan, however, shook his head and smirked, “No need, these filthy characters are no match for me.”
Seeing Ning Fan’s mind was made up, Ouyang Feifei didn’t insist further but led the Shadow Team in cleaning up the battlefield and handling the aftermath.
Just then, a burst of laughter rang out, but it was a bitter laugh.
“After all these years, Mr. Ning still walks tall and mighty, killing with every ten steps, taking life without hesitation for thousands of miles, truly admirable!”
“Hmm?”
Hearing this, everyone quickly looked up toward the source of the sound.
They saw an old man walking leisurely, his hair snowy white, his complexion rosy, dressed in a tight-fitting black and white outfit, with a sword strapped to his back, clearly a veteran figure of the Jianghu.
Ning Fan gazed intently, and upon realization, burst into laughter, “Duan Yunfei, you old coot, you’re looking more and more like an old charlatan, pretending to be a sage, tricking many out of their money, haven’t you?”
“Uh…”
The old man named Duan Yunfei’s expression changed, pressing his lips in embarrassment.
However, his face soon broke into a broad smile and he chuckled, “Mr. Ning, oh no, I should call you Jiuye, after not seeing you for years, you’ve only become more humorous.”
“Same to you.”
Ning Fan waved it off, looking as if it was insignificant.
This old fellow was none other than the head of the Cloud Breaking Sect, Duan Yunfei, who came because of a report from Duan Yuanmeng.
When Duan Yunfei heard it, he immediately broke into a cold sweat.
He didn’t expect his disciple, who was also his niece—Duan Yuanmeng, to truly be the greenest of rookies, who upon debuting immediately provoked such a killing god; maybe it was sheer luck that Ning Fan was in a good mood and spared her then.
Duan Yunfei had come this time not only for a reunion of old friends but also to make amends.
After all, in Huaxia, one could offend anyone—be they righteous or wicked—except for that one person who was absolutely untouchable.
That person was Jiuye—Ning Fan.
This fellow was no easy character; a few years ago, in a fit of rage, he had single-handedly wiped out a sect whose comprehensive foundation was not much inferior to the Cloud Breaking Sect.
From that time on, Duan Yunfei had placed Ning Fan on the list of people never to offend and deliberately sought to befriend him, exchanging insights on martial cultivation and progressing together, establishing a good friendship.
This laid the groundwork for resolving the crisis at this moment.
“Mr. Ning, my niece Duan Yuanmeng is just a junior in the Jianghu, and it was unintentional that she offended you. Please be magnanimous and forgive her.”
“I’ll give you that face.”
Ning Fan, too, wouldn’t hit a smiling face, and he had his considerations.
The Cloud Breaking Sect was less than a hundred li from Dragon City, one of the top forces around it.
Ning Fan had just killed Nalan Yanfeng, and this was completely different from killing Ning Qingfeng because the Ning Family had Ning Qiankun to back him up.
And the Nalan Family?
Would they easily let it go?
As an overlord-level family in the north, the Nalan Family would definitely send their real power figures, true experts to seek revenge, and might even endanger the entire Ning Family.
Faced with the massive numbers of the Nalan Clan, relying solely on Ning Fan and the Shadow Team members to fight against them was somewhat insufficient.
Moreover, Ning Fan had not been back at the Ning Family for long and his foundation was not yet stable; if he mobilized Ning Family members for a fight, it would be fine if they won, but a loss would severely impact his status and reputation within the Ning Family, rendering gains insignificant compared to the losses.
Ning Fan was unwilling to see his reputation tarnished, so seeking external aid was unavoidable, and the arrival of the Cloud Breaking Sect’s leader Duan Yunfei at this time was truly a blessing, like timely rain akin to Song Gongming.
Duan Yunfei and Ning Fan had spent time together, often drinking, and naturally shared everything after a few drinks, so he understood Ning Fan very well.
To put it bluntly, if Ning Fan squatted a bit, he would know what Ning Fan was going to do, so he bitterly smiled, “Mr. Ning, you really know how to draft troops. If our Cloud Breaking Sect were to fight the Nalan Family, not only would we suffer casualties, but it would also threaten the sect’s survival. As the sect leader, I have to consider the future of the Cloud Breaking Sect, I hope you understand.”
“So you’re saying, you’re unwilling to help me?”
Ning Fan’s eyebrows twitched, looking at him faintly, with a trace of amusement in his eyes.
Seeing this expression, Duan Yunfei took a deep breath, fully understanding its implications, which meant that if he didn’t help Ning Fan this time, then the next time a junior from the Cloud Breaking Sect fell into Ning Fan’s hands, Ning Fan would definitely make a big deal out of it, at best driving a hard bargain, at worst endangering the sect.
Faced with the threat of the Phantom Asura internationally and Huaxia’s Jiuye, Duan Yunfei wore a helpless smile, spreading his hands, “Ah, since great Mr. Ning has asked, if I don’t agree, we might as well stop being friends.”
“Cut the crap.”
Ning Fan hooked an arm around him, and they got into the car, heading to the Ning Family.
“In such a rush back, going to deliver a baby?”
Being old friends, Duan Yunfei could joke a bit frivolously.
Ning Fan’s expression turned coldly fierce, he said flatly, “As you saw earlier, Nalan Yanfeng, once a daughter-in-law of the Ning Family, bore a grudge after being kicked out and dared to target the Family Head Ning Qiankun. Although I killed her, in the heat of the moment, I forgot to ask for the antidote, so I still must hurry back to treat the old man.”
“If it’s really the Ice Powder, then there’s no cure, no antidote.”
Duan Yunfei, having observed their fight from afar, had heard their words, enabling him to perfectly respond to Ning Fan’s issue.
“No antidote? No cure? Haha…”
Driving, Ning Fan chuckled wryly, “That depends on whose hands it’s treated, if it’s a quack, then there’s indeed no way, but for me, it’s merely more troublesome, but surely curable.”
“Mr. Ning, aren’t you bragging a bit too much?”
Duan Yunfei expressed some disbelief.
“Let’s wait and see!”
Soon, the two arrived at the Ning Family.
Ning Fan briskly got out of the car, taking Duan Yunfei with him into the Quiet Thought Hall at the back of Ning Qiankun’s bedroom in the Ning Family villa.