Ninety-Eight Spirit Marks

"So it isn't an outright robbery?"

Ning Fan was taken aback.

"Correct."

"It is not an outright robbery; rather, one must offer an even thicker betrothal gift. To a certain extent, this gift serves as compensation to the one whose Dao companion is being taken."

The Sixth Elder explained.

One had to understand that a Dao companion was a cultivator's most precious treasure. Provided they were not mortal enemies, offering a substantial amount of resources as compensation was perfectly normal.

"Oh."

Ning Fan nodded thoughtfully. No wonder Zhao Yan'er had mentioned before leaving that she would present a betrothal gift in three days.

So that was how it worked.

"Disciple Ning Fan, you must be careful. Once you become someone's concubine, you must take that person as your master and become their dependent."

"Thank you for the reminder. But it's not me, it has nothing to do with me. My friend! My friend will be careful!!"

Ning Fan instinctively wanted to agree, but halfway through his words, he realized something was wrong.

Sixth Elder: "..."

Yun Qingyao: "..."

What in the world.

By now, everyone knew exactly who Ning Fan's so-called 'friend' was.

"This disciple would like to ask the Sixth Elder on behalf of my friend one more thing. If one becomes someone's concubine and takes that person as master, does that mean there is no chance to change it for life?"

Ning Fan asked persistently.

"Of course not. Once your strength surpasses the 'master,' you can naturally turn the tables. Whether to make them submit or choose to leave is entirely up to... your friend's own decision."

The Sixth Elder replied.

"..."

Ning Fan's eyes lit up slightly upon hearing this.

So that was how it was.

In other words, even if he became Zhao Yan'er's concubine, as long as he could defeat her, he could regain his freedom.

Of course.

This was merely a temporary contingency. If possible, Ning Fan certainly did not want to have anything to do with Zhao Yan'er.

"This Elder will take her leave now. These two tokens grant you the qualification to enter the Fated Chance location. One week from now, remember to head to the back mountain."

"You will naturally know where the Fated Chance location is when the time comes."

The Sixth Elder stood up.

"Farewell, Sixth Elder."

Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao both stood up and escorted the Sixth Elder outside the cave dwelling. As soon as they left the cave, the Sixth Elder, Yu Ji, tapped the ground and her figure soared into the air.

She flashed and disappeared into the horizon.

"Husband, what exactly is going on?"

Yun Qingyao looked at Ning Fan with concern.

"Sigh."

Ning Fan sighed, then explained everything that had just happened. After hearing the whole story, Yun Qingyao's face filled with worry.

"It is all because my husband is too outstanding."

Yun Qingyao said.

"..."

Ning Fan scratched the back of his head upon hearing this.

He had not expected this.

He hadn't expected Yun Qingyao to find a way to praise him from this angle.

"Husband, don't worry. I will definitely protect you!"

Yun Qingyao gazed at Ning Fan.

"No!"

Ning Fan waved his hand, interrupting Yun Qingyao's deep affection and determination. As Yun Qingyao stared in momentary confusion, Ning Fan continued speaking.

"Don't rush. Let's first see exactly how generous this betrothal gift is. If I refuse it, I'll have to fight that Zhao Yan'er, which is a bit troublesome."

"Mm..."

Yun Qingyao's beautiful brows furrowed upon hearing this, and she spoke somewhat dejectedly.

"But if possible, I hope I can protect my own husband. It's all because Qingyao's strength is too weak, wuu..."

"So you need to cultivate diligently."

Ning Fan embraced Yun Qingyao.

He could certainly understand Yun Qingyao's feelings at this moment. If it were Ning Fan, powerless to protect his own Dao companion, having to watch her submit to another...

It was more or less the same feeling.

"Wife, rest assured. I will manage the situation well and absolutely will not cross the line!"

Ning Fan promised.

"Mm."

Yun Qingyao nodded. The two slowly embraced each other and entered the cave dwelling. Before long, a white light rose inside the cave.

Ye Honglian appeared on the bed.

"You... you little lecher."

"Didn't I say..."

"No daytime activities!?"

Ye Honglian spoke in clear discontent.

"There's no helping it, Fairy Sister. It's hard to restrain one's feelings! Hard to restrain! Besides, this young one has something to discuss with you, Fairy Sister."

"What is it?"

Ye Honglian asked.

"I probably won't be able to cultivate for the next week. I'll have to wait until a week later, or perhaps even longer, before we can meet again."

Ning Fan said.

Next, he had to face Zhao Yan'er's threat. If he was truly taken away, he probably wouldn't be able to dual cultivate for a short time.

"Hmph, never mind a week, even longer would be better."

Ye Honglian said haughtily.

But for some reason.

Upon hearing that Ning Fan might disappear for a week, Ye Honglian felt a slight bitterness in her heart. No, it definitely wasn't bitterness from not being able to see Ning Fan.

It was from not being able to cultivate, not being able to improve!!

It must be that.

"Really."

"Fairy Sister, saying that makes this young one very sad. How about I just give Fairy Sister all the 'dual cultivation' for the coming week in one go?"

Ning Fan gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't, don't."

"Little lecher, take it easy."

Ye Honglian closed her eyes.

After a torrential storm of passion, Ye Honglian finally had a moment to raise her hand. She took a small Pill from her storage ring and handed it to Ning Fan.

"What is this?"

"A first-grade Spirit Marrow Pill??"

"Correct."

"Take it quickly. Don't forget proper matters."

Ye Honglian spat lightly.

"Got it."

Ning Fan swallowed the first-grade Spirit Marrow Pill. The moment it entered his stomach, all the spirit marks on Ning Fan's body were fully activated.

Complex patterns condensed across his skin.

"This is... over ninety spirit marks!?"

Ye Honglian was somewhat surprised.

"Fairy Sister, how many do you have?"

Ning Fan asked.

"Eighty-nine. That already makes me one of the most outstanding talents in the Tianxuan Holy Land. The absolute maximum number of spirit marks that can be condensed in the Yellow Extreme Realm is ninety-nine."

"Little lecher, your talent really isn't bad."

Ye Honglian said enviously, but in the next moment, she changed the subject.

"However, to fill all ninety-nine spirit marks, there is one more treasure that is absolutely essential-Nurturing Spirit Divine Water. This Nurturing Spirit Divine Water can, to a certain extent, break through a martial cultivator's limit for infusing spirit marrow. Ninety-nine spirit marks are the absolute limit for any cultivator, and cannot be infused without Nurturing Spirit Divine Water."

"Where I come from, Nurturing Spirit Divine Water is extremely rare."

"I'm not sure about here."

"You must think clearly. Whether to wait until you find the Nurturing Spirit Divine Water and cultivate the Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method to Perfection, or settle for infusing ninety-eight spirit marks and break through to the Profound Extreme Realm as soon as possible."

After taking the first-grade Spirit Marrow Pill, Ning Fan noticed that infusing spirit marrow into his skin had become much easier. Ninety-three... ninety-four... ninety-five...

More and more spirit marks appeared on Ning Fan's skin.

Until it stopped at ninety-eight.

"Indeed, Fairy Sister was right."

Ning Fan felt some regret.

"I don't know what Nurturing Spirit Divine Water is either. Let's wait a bit. I'll try to cultivate the Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method to Perfection in the Yellow Extreme Realm. But if I can't find that Nurturing Spirit Divine Water, then I'll just let fate take its course."

"Gulp..."

Ye Honglian's breathing gradually became urgent.

Ning Fan sensed it.

This cultivation session was almost complete. He no longer held back. The two's spiritual power instantly converged in one place, then separated again.

Dual cultivation complete!!!

White light flickered, and Yun Qingyao's figure reappeared, curling up in Ning Fan's embrace.

"Be good..."

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