1733: C1733 It's Done

C1733 It's Done

It's chapter 1733.

"Old monk, you can leave now."

Ning Qi glanced at him indifferently and waved his hand. The Giant Ape was originally very angry, but when it heard Ning Qi's words, it was slightly startled. A trace of doubt flashed across its eyes.

"Benefactor, these people..."

Shijia Huijing seemed to want to plead for mercy on behalf of those cultivators.

With a thought, the Giant Ape sent the old monk onto the Chariot. It didn't care that Xiao Wuye and the others hadn't gotten on the Chariot yet. It immediately brought the old monk and Shijia Ruye away from everyone's sight.

A trace of regret appeared in Duanmu Chong's eyes. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have gotten off the ___. He left with Shijia Ruye. Before this, they had never thought that Ning Qi would let Shijia Huijing leave this place alive. Could it be that Shijia Huijing had a different purpose from Modong and the others, and had a different starting point? That was why Ning Beixuan spared his life?

In the next moment, Xiao Wuye and the others' bodies slightly stiffened. Ning Qi shrunk his body and returned to his original appearance. He appeared in front of them and looked at them with a smile that was not a smile.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Duanmu... how have you been?"

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Mr. Ning..."

Everyone smiled. Xiao Wuye and the others were still alright. After all, they had met Ning Qi once thousands of years ago, but their eldest senior brother... At this moment, they were frightened and didn't dare to speak. Their bodies were stiff. They were extremely stiff. Cold sweat gradually emerged on their foreheads.

This guy in front of them was a terrifying existence who regarded the Creator of the Seven Tribulations as an ant and could easily crush them to death!

"Think about it, the news should have been spread by you, right?"

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.

Hiss...

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air in their hearts. Was it coming? Are they going to die? When they thought of this, their faces revealed a trace of fear. Even Xiao Wuye, who was usually calm and steady, had the same expression.

"Thank you, everyone, for bringing so many Creators to me. In the future, I must continue to spread this news and let more Creators come to find me. Do you understand? If you understand, please return. See you later."

Ning Qi said with a smile.

Er...

What was going on?

The twists and turns of events caused Xiao Wuye and the others to reveal a trace of shock in their eyes. They looked at Ning Qi with their mouths agape. Why was he thanking them?

They had no time to investigate further. Since Ning Qi had asked them to leave, he didn't have any intention of killing them, so he couldn't let go of this opportunity. Regardless of whether Ning Qi was toying with them or not, he glanced at the group of suppressed cultivators. A trace of pity flashed across his face. Compared to them, at least they still had a chance!

"Mr. Ning, I, we will take our leave now."

Xiao Wuye mustered his courage and cupped his hands towards Ning Qi, then turned around and left tentatively. Ning Qi had been waiting for him to disappear into the horizon, but he didn't attack him. Seeing this, Duanmu Chong and the others who hadn't dared to move quickly followed him. Not long after that, they had left the territory of Yunqi Village. Everyone gathered together with lingering fear in their hearts.

"What do you all think he means?"

The Fourth Tribulation Creator from the Heart Devil Sect glanced in the direction of the Yunqi Village and said bitterly.

"Not only did he not kill us, he even thanked us. This is really strange."

The Fourth Tribulation Creator from the Yin Yang Sect let out a long sigh. If he were to die in vain today... After all, even Modong, an old monster, had been killed by him. Many of the Sixth Tribulation Creators had died as well. There was no need to talk about Fifth Tribulation Creator, as they were just mere Fourth Tribulation Creator. If they were to wait until today's matter was spread, they would be able to escape with their lives. If this matter was known to the public, it would certainly shock everyone!

"Could this person be cultivating some sort of demonic technique?"

The one who spoke was the monk from Nine Sura Ancient Temple, who rarely spoke. Previously, he had followed the others to escape from the Chariot, but now, his expression was somewhat unsightly.2

When the others heard this, they cast a glance at him with strange expressions. Was this guy planning to put a name for himself as an evil cultivator on Ning Beixuan's head?

Seeing that no one was agreeing with him, the monk let out a hollow laugh and shut his mouth.

"No matter what, Ning Beixuan will let us live today. I think we should stay away from him in the future. Without the Creator of the Eight Tribulations, we will never be able to suppress Ning Beixuan with such a terrifying technique."

"Then, he just told us to work harder in the future and ask more Creators to look for him. Are you saying the opposite of what he said? Is he warning us not to reveal any information?"

The Fourth Tribulation Creator of War Sect said in a low voice.

"It's possible!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

"In that case, it's better for everyone not to spread the news about what happened today. Since Senior Shijia Huijing is still alive, the other sects will naturally send news to him."

When the Fourth Tribulation Creator of Yin Yang Sect said this, his eyes swept across the surroundings. When everyone saw this, they tacitly flew up into the sky and flew into the distance. From beginning to end... They were all trying to prevent Ning Qi from hearing what they had said. What they had said just now... Half of it was for him to hear, and the other half was for Ning Qi to hear.

They might not be able to understand it for the rest of their lives. What Ning Qi had said earlier was not a rhetorical question. Instead, he had sincerely asked them to continue working hard to avenge Ning Qila.

...

"Senior Beixuan, I was wrong. Let me live!"

The group of cultivators who were suppressed at the entrance of the village saw Ning Qi walking towards them. All of them knelt down and begged for mercy. Their eyes were filled with regret. They really hoped that the heavens would give them another chance to live. If that was the case, they would definitely stay far away from this place, unlike now. They had barged in and thrown their lives away.

Especially the five cultivators who thought that they could hug Kiu Zhan's leg, they were now kneeling in a corner with tears streaming down their faces...

"You guys have been muttering about how to enter the village and steal my treasure, but now you want me to spare your lives? If I wasn't strong enough, I would have been eaten alive by you all long ago, right? How could you say such shameless words? Are you still human?"

Ning Qi frowned and said.

"Uh..."

Everyone looked at Ning Qi in shock.

"If you have any last words... don't say them anymore, because no one will hear you even if you say them out loud. Let's go."

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth raised slightly.

"Ning Beixuan, you will die a horrible death!"

"You have offended the three great devil sects. There will be no place for you to hide in Death Impasse! You will die without a complete corpse, your body will be crushed into pieces!"

"We will wait for you in Netherworld!"

Knowing that they were going to die, some of the cultivators broke the pot and shouted at Ning Qi. After a few words, a sea of devilish energy and flames swept towards them.

A breeze blew past, leaving only a pile of ashes on the ground, proving that they had once come to this world...

"Ding! Congratulations to Host for successfully killing... '"

"'Ding!'"

The system notification rang out continuously.

Ning Qi looked at his stats. Creation Point: 78540 / 100000

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