In the entire Nine Mystical World.
Because Ning Chuan's Sons of Heaven Rankings was a complete mess.
Other than the Tie Clan, Six-fingered Zither Demon Wen Yuge, Thousand-faced God Thief Bai Xiaohang, and the others.
There were also many geniuses who were not on the rankings who rushed towards the Seven Blessings Inn.
For a moment.
Three days had not yet passed, and before Ning Chuan's storytelling day, countless cultivators had already rushed to Lin 'an City.
There were even immortal orthodoxies like the Heaven Saint Palace.
They all sent out messengers, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to take Iron Mountain, a Heaven's Favorite who hadn't entered the sect, into their sect.
The entire Nine Mystical World became lively like never before.
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At the same time.
Lin 'an City, Seven Blessings Inn.
Ning Chuan, the culprit, opened his eyes and slowly woke up from his bed.
"This Hundred Races Battlefield is truly magical. Not only are there all kinds of opponents inside, but even those who die can quickly revive and continue to fight.”
Ning Chuan was in high spirits, and his horizons were somewhat broadened.
Last night, he had fought for an entire night in the Hundred Races Battlefield.
He estimated that he had killed a total of 39 King realm martial arts experts and died once.
Other than the first time he died, as his combat experience became more and more familiar, his combat standards rose, and he never died again.
Relying on the Paragon Bone and the dual-pupils, coupled with the Suan Ni masterpiece technique, the Hand of Heaven, and other divine powers.
Ning Chuan was simply a crushing massacre in the King realm!!
Unfortunately, there was no Extreme Emperor Realm expert in the room last night.
Otherwise, Ning Chuan wanted to see if he could kill an emperor realm cultivator with the sword intent of grass.
After dressing and washing up.
Ning Chuan had just walked downstairs when he heard a commotion coming from downstairs.
"Call Ning Chuan down to tell me a story!"
"As long as he tells the story well, this Young Master will be happy and might be able to reward him with thousands of dollars!”
"Isn't it just money? I have plenty of money!"
A voice like a duck's voice sounded, followed by the sound of something heavy hitting the table.
Ning Chuan looked over.
He saw a young master dressed in colorful clothes with a few servants sitting on a chair with a golden knife in his hand, constantly placing silver on the table.
The surrounding customers all held back their laughter and looked at this young master as if he was retarded.
Pay?
How dare this person come to Seven Blessings Inn to talk about money?
At this moment, those who could still stay in the Seven Blessings Inn were basically old customers.
They knew Ning Chuan well.
When it came to storytelling, even if there was no reward, he would tell the story from the beginning to the end without any hesitation.
When he was not telling a story, there was no need to talk about a table full of silver.
There was once a rich family from the prefecture who was willing to pay a million taels of gold, but Ning Chuan didn't even frown.
Ning Chuan would never shirk his responsibilities.
However, he never asked for anything that he shouldn't have.
And this…
It was also why many listeners admired Ning Chuan.
On the second floor of the inn.
"Hmm? Is Miss Lan not here today?"
Ning Chuan touched his chin.
This kind of thing was not uncommon. In the past, it was the original shopkeeper of this inn, Yu Fu, who helped to solve it.
After Yu Fu gave the inn to Ning Chuan, it was Miss Lan who helped to deal with it.
Ning Chuan shook his head and didn't think too much about it.
He couldn't possibly trouble Miss Lan with everything.
Ning Chuan immediately went downstairs.
"Mister Ning?"
"Good morning, Mr. Ning!"
"Mr. Ning, do you want to go fishing this afternoon?”
"Mr. Ning, my child recently brought back some good tea leaves for me. Do you want to try some?”
The listeners all smiled and greeted Ning Chuan.
Ning Chuan also smiled and nodded in response.
They were all old neighbors. When Ning Chuan had just transmigrated, they had taken good care of him. They were all kind and honest people.
Therefore, when Ning Chuan was free, he would occasionally joke with them and chat about family matters.
"You're Ning Chuan?"
Seeing Ning Chuan come down, the young master sized him up and then said in a frivolous tone,
"See that pile of silver? If you tell me a story today and make me happy, all the money will be yours!”
Ning Chuan heard this and explained politely,
"Young master, if you want to listen to the story, you can come early in two days. I will tell the story on time.”
"As for now, it's my rest time. Please understand.”
"Does that mean you won't say anything?" The young master raised his eyebrows and waved his hand.
"It's very simple if you don't want to say it. Little ones, serve me with sticks!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a few strong servants behind him all held sticks and glared at Ning Chuan with wide eyes.
Seeing this, Ning Chuan shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Naturally, he could tell that whether it was this gorgeously dressed young master or these few strong and burly servants, they were all ordinary mortals.
They were just ordinary mortals. Ning Chuan wouldn't really care about them.
Just as Ning Chuan was planning to secretly use some tricks to scare these people out.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The earth began to tremble as if thousands of troops were coming!
Then, the tables in the inn started to shake.
Countless bottles of wine poured out from the bowl.
In the next moment.
A total of 100 soldiers in golden heavy armor, holding huge spears, and emitting the terrifying aura of wild beasts, stepped towards the Seven Blessings Inn in an orderly manner.
The ground was shaking, and countless people were screaming and running away.
There were cultivators with extraordinary strength who were arrogant and deliberately blocked the middle of the road, but they were directly smashed away by this team of golden-armored warriors!
In the Seven Blessings Inn, many customers were dumbstruck and opened their mouths wide when they saw this scene.
Each of these golden-armored warriors was at the peak of the True Self Realm!!
These 100 people combined could probably slaughter a marquis!
Since when did Yunzhou have such a strong army?
Whose subordinates were these people?
Countless people thought in shock.
The frivolous young master who was still clamoring earlier was instantly scared silly when he saw this.
He was just an ordinary mortal. It was fine for him to bully ordinary people, but when had he ever seen such a scene?
Not to mention these 100 golden armored warriors at the peak of the True Self Realm.
Just one of them could easily wipe out the family he was in!
Seeing the 100 golden-armored warriors rushing towards him, the frivolous young master's legs went weak to the extreme, and he was so scared that he almost knelt down.
Behind him, the few burly servants were even more unbearable. They had long stiffened on the spot and did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Bang!
A total of 100 golden-armored warriors entered the Seven Blessings Inn.
In the next moment.
The golden-armored warrior who was walking at the front with the most terrifying aura and looked like a humanoid beast knelt down towards Ning Chuan.
"I am the Centurion of the Golden Armored Warrior, Chu Xiuhong. Greetings, Young Lord!!!”
Hualala ~~!
Behind him, a total of ninety-nine golden-armored warriors knelt down in unison towards Ning Chuan.
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