Control The World

The spirit force around Ning Fuke's body immediately dissipated, he looked at the old man walking towards him with some suspicions.    

The old man bent his back, he was only about a meter tall, but with every step he took, his aura became heavy, his strength was even stronger than Ning Fuke!    

had seen the Ning Family's Third Granduncle before when he was young. Later on, he didn't know where this old man had gone. It was said that he was looking for an opportunity to break through.    

Ning Buhui's face was gloomy, the place was quiet without anyone breathing loudly, for even a moment. Even Ning Fuke respectfully turned his head.    

Pow!    

With a dull thud, the wooden stick in Ning Buhui's hand landed on Ning Fuke's back, and he shouted sternly: "Kneel down, you unfilial son!"    

Ning Wufeng raised his brows. Ning Buhui was Ning Fuke's biological great-uncle. His seniority was extremely high, and in the past, the Ning Family was small, but he was the only one who could support them.    

Ning Fuke's face was full of doubt and puzzlement, but he didn't dare disobey him. He kneeled in the courtyard, and all the other guards of the Ning family kneeled down.    

In the entire courtyard, only Ning Wufeng and Ning Buhui stood.    

"Do you still remember when I am a Third Granduncle?" Ning Buhui shouted sternly. The staff in his hand fell like rain onto Ning Fuke's body, peng peng sounds resonated, causing the surrounding people to frown.    

"Third Granduncle, is it wrong for big brother to teach this disrespectful junior a lesson?" Ning Fuhai pointed at Ning Wufeng and screamed, "This brat bullied his peers and destroyed our Ning Family's gate. Now he dares to attack big brother, if he does not discipline him, then it will be chaos!"    

He flatly accused Ning Wufeng of something, but he did not say the reason.    

Ning Buhui walked over with a tremble and suddenly kicked out. Ning Wufeng's pupils constricted.    

Ning Fuhai rolled out in a round shape, his body was covered in dust and he looked battered and exhausted.    

"Do you think the old man is blind?" Ning Buhui reprimanded angrily, "That year, Lin Chuan was extremely meritorious towards our Ning Family. For all of you to have such a day, do you all not have to thank him?"    

"But you people do not know how to repay favors, and how to treat the windless. The old man did not care about worldly affairs, but he knew it very well! "If you don't know how to take care of your family, how can the Ning family be strong?!" Ning Buhui glared at him.    

Ning Wufeng frowned slightly. Previously, when he was chased out of the Ning Family, he did not reveal himself.    

As he was thinking, Ning Buhui walked over, patted Ning Wufeng's shoulders and said: "Little kid, have you really grown up. You have your father's style now. After so many years of painstaking effort to break through, Third Granduncle had overlooked you. "    

"I'm truly ashamed to face Lin Chuan." As he spoke, his tears made Ning Wufeng's heart warm up.    

"Third Granduncle, you are overthinking it. If not for the previous tempering, how would Ning Wufeng be here today?" Ning Wufeng felt too much warmth in his heart, and said gently.    

"Good child, don't worry. "From today onwards, no one in the Ning Family will dare to bully you anymore." Ning Buhui said seriously.    

Ning Wufeng nodded slightly, "Thank you, Third Granduncle."    

Ning Buhui said: "I'll live with the Ning Family from now on." He looked at Ning Fuke and said solemnly: "Fu Ke, you handle this matter. If there is even the slightest bit of inadequacy, this old man will break your legs!"    

With that said, Ning Buhui turned and walked back into the inner courtyard.    

On the stage, Ning Fuke's expression changed unceasingly.    

With Ning Buhui's help, the Pulse Nurturing Grass was naturally easy to obtain, and the Ning Family sent people to deliver it to the Qinglong Town quickly.    

With the Ning Family as a backing, the people from the Futu Cult didn't dare to do anything to the Qinglong Town. More importantly, the Sect Leader had yet to come out of seclusion.    

Because of Third Granduncle's words, Ning Wufeng also stayed in Qinglong Town. Ning Fuke arranged a large courtyard for him within the Inner Palace, but was rejected by him, and still returned to his small courtyard from before.    

"I'm still not strong enough." Ning Wufeng sat on the praying mat and extended his consciousness out. A figure at the door hid in a dark place.    

Although Ning Buhui had spoken, there were a lot of people in the Ning family who wanted to do something behind his back. It had to be known that these people all wanted to get something out of him.    

Since a cultivator with a False Spiritual Pulse was able to reach this stage, he must have a lot of secrets behind him. Many people were speculating this, including Ning Buhui.    

Ning Wufeng knew clearly that even if he was in the Ning Family household, he would not be a safe haven. But using the Ning Family's platform, he would be able to obtain more cultivation resources, so Ning Wufeng chose to stay.    

The most important thing right now was to increase his own strength.    

The Gluttony Spirit Transformation Art, had already reached the second level, and the requirements for spirit item s were even higher. Ordinary spirit item no longer had much use for Ning Wufeng.    

To open a fifth spirit vein and break through to the eighth sky of the Qi Drawing Stage, the amount of spirit energy required was enormous.    

Ning Wufeng thought to himself: Why don't I go to the Linjiang Pavilion for a trip? Coincidentally, Wu Gang's Space Talisman still had a lot of spirit stones.    

With a thought, he used the remaining three Linlang Coin to exchange for one third grade Battle Spirit Array. To the Mountain Sea True Scripture, the price for the third grade spirit field was the same.    

And in Jiangning Prefecture, the price of Battle Spirit Array was much higher than regular spirit arrays of the same grade.    

If things went on like this, Ning Wufeng could still earn some sort of difference. He smiled and shook his head, then stood up and walked towards the Linjiang Pavilion.    

The figure that was watching him also disappeared from the doorway.    

Ning family, Ning Buhui's secret room.    

"Reporting to Master, Ning Wufeng has left the Ning Family and is now headed towards the Linjiang Pavilion." A voice came from the darkness.    

"You can leave first." Amidst the dim light in the room, a figure walked out. It was indeed Ning Fuke.    

He never thought that after being beaten to such a state by Ning Buhui, he would actually appear here again, as if there was nothing else to do.    

"Father, Third Granduncle, is there a need for us to go through so much trouble?" Ning Wushuang's figure also appeared.    

He looked towards the high hall of the secret room, and suddenly a light lit up there, illuminating Ning Buhui's stooped figure.    

"Shuang-er, how could we possibly be able to deduce the ingenuity of the Third Granduncle's plan?" Ning Fuke laughed, and then bowed and bowed: "Third Granduncle, please enlighten me."    

"Please enlighten me, Third Granduncle." Ning Wushuang also bowed and said. The person in front of him was his biological great-uncle, with strength at the peak of the Acupoint Opening Stage. He was half a step into the Purple Lake Stage.    

Ning Buhui's wooden crutches continued to knock on the ground, and he said: "I want Wu Feng to become stronger, and I want to borrow his hand to revive our Ning Family!"    

In his entire life, he had only been addicted to two things: first, breaking through the Purple Lake Stage, and reaching the lifespan of the Purple Lake Stage of 500 years. However, Ning Buhui tragically realised that after searching for more than twenty years, he had been stuck at the late stage of Acupoint Opening Stage, unable to advance even an inch.    

In his disappointment, he put his mind back to the second matter, which was to strengthen the Ning family.    

"It's a pity that Ning Linchuan disappeared too early. Otherwise, our Ning Family would have definitely become a great family in the SouthYue County. Ning Buhui said faintly.    

There were two counties in the Zhao Kingdom, respectively known as the Southmoon County, the Northern Profound County, and the capital city. The Jiangning Prefecture belonged to the SouthYue County.    

"Now, the fact that the Four Great Academies have arrived in the Jiangning Prefecture to recruit students for their first time in history has absolutely given our Ning Family an opportunity to rise to prominence!" Ning Buhui's eyes revealed a fanatical look as he said in a deep voice: "As long as Wushuang is able to enter the Dao Seeking Palace, she will surpass me in the future and become a Purple Lake Daoist!"    

Hearing that, Ning Wushuang's heart also surged, he clenched his fist tightly: "Wushuang will not fail her mission!"    

Ever since he was young, he had been taught by the Third Granduncle, which was why he had had his current achievements.    

Ning Buhui shook his head and said softly: "No no no, Wushuang, with your current strength, it's still very difficult for you to enter the Dao Seeking Palace."    

Ning Wushuang's face changed as he said anxiously: "Third Granduncle, although on the surface I only have five spirit veins, but there are two more."    

Before he could finish, he was stopped by Ning Buhui, "I know all of this, but for the Four Great Academies joining forces to recruit students, the number of students attending the interview will not be limited to the people of Jiangning Prefecture. I'm afraid more than half of the talented students in Nan Yue County will be gathered here."    

"It has that much influence?" Ning Wushuang asked curiously.    

Ning Buhui nodded slightly and said, "You don't know the significance of Nine Spirit Pulses to the Four Great Academies. They will definitely attach great importance to it, and so the recruitment lineup will also be extremely huge. "    

"Then what should we do?" Ning Fuke frowned. Presumably, the Nine Spirit Veins, and the other great families of the SouthYue County truly weren't worth mentioning to the Ning Family.    

He was originally full of confidence, but now he felt discouraged.    

"Could it be that Little Shuang can only go to Four Seas Academy?" The Four Seas Academy was located in the prefectural city of Nanyue, and although he was also one of the Four Great Academies, the difference was too great.    

Ning Buhui rubbed his chin and said: "I had originally planned to use an extreme method, even if it meant helping Wushuang to sprout more seedlings."    

His eyes flashed with a cold light, but once he said "growing more seedlings", the surrounding temperature dropped by a dozen degrees, Ning Wushuang's heart trembled, he could feel that the patriarch's boundless desire to strengthen the Ning family had already become obsession, it didn't matter who he sacrificed.    

"But today, I saw hope on Ning Wufeng." Ning Buhui's eyes flickered with a fiery light, "He might be able to enter the Imperial Dao Academy or the Dao Seeking Palace."    

"But Ning Wufeng is still not someone from our Ning Family!" Ning Fuke immediately said, "Even if it is Ning Linchuan, it is only a coincidence that he is surnamed Ning, it has nothing to do with our Jiangning Prefecture's Ning Family. If Ning Wufeng goes to Zhao Dou, it would be hard to say how much help he will give our Ning Family in the future! "    

"Moreover, we've treated him like this for so many years. It's hard to prevent resentment from rising in his heart. When that happens, he'll take revenge on our Ning Family. Then, we can forget about the big matter!" Ning Fuke was afraid that Ning Buhui would give up on him now.    

Ning Buhui said faintly: "Of course I know Wu Shuang is the main bloodline of our Ning Family. "Am I going to give it to an outsider for nothing?"    

"Then what does Ancestor mean by this?" Ning Fuke asked softly.    

"When we succeed, we will kill the chicken and reap the egg!"    

Suddenly, the light in the secret room dimmed, and Ning Buhui's figure disappeared. A wave of cold air came out from the hearts of Ning Fuke and his son.