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119: Murong Bo? No, Murong Bo died a long time ago! (SeekingChapter 119: Murong Bo? No, Murong Bo Died Long Ago! (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

That night.

Ruan Xingzhu, dressed in a purple gown, came to Ning Yuan’s room.

When she reached the door, she couldn’t help but look back, as if afraid of being seen, acting furtively.

”Madam Ruan, you are indeed very trustworthy.”

Seeing Ruan Xingzhu enter, Ning Yuan said at his leisure.

Ruan Xingzhu bit her pearly teeth, came before Ning Yuan, took a deep breath, and said, ”As long as you don’t harm Darling Duan, I will let you do as you please according to our previous agreement. Tell me, what do you want me to do today?”

Ruan Xingzhu had made all preparations.

It was just twenty days late.

Now, she finally had to face it.

”Madam Ruan is indeed straightforward. I like women like you.”

Ning Yuan pulled Ruan Xingzhu into his arms, his palm sliding under her collar.

Soon, Ruan Xingzhu’s eyes became hazy.

”Last time I didn’t get to have the Madam, tonight I will spend a joyous night with her.”

Ning Yuan untied Ruan Xingzhu’s sash, and Ruan Xingzhu obediently raised her hands to remove her clothes, without the slightest resistance.

Ning Yuan picked her up and placed her on the bed. Ruan Xingzhu opened her eyes, looking at the second man in her life, tears rolling down her cheeks.

But Ning Yuan had no concept of cherishing women. As Ruan Xingzhu’s brows suddenly furrowed and a look of pain appeared on her face, Ruan Xingzhu, this well-bred young lady, finally welcomed the second man in her life.

An hour later.

”Madam Ruan is truly skilled in water, indeed like she’s made of water. Even Baobao and Aunt can’t compare to you in this regard.”

Ning Yuan’s fingers traced Ruan Xingzhu’s skin, and he sighed softly.

Ruan Xingzhu’s cheeks were flushed, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

She was clearly forced, only to complete a transaction, but her performance just now didn’t show any sign of being forced. On the contrary... although she was reluctant to recall it.

But in that hour, she experienced a joy she had never felt in all her years with Duan Zhengchun.

It was something Duan Zhengchun couldn’t give her, a difference in their Innate abilities.

That’s why half the bed was wet, and she had to be carried to another room.

Early the next morning, Ruan Xingzhu opened her eyes, saw the bright sky, and hastily got up, ”Oh no, Darling Duan should be taking his medicine at this time. I need to prepare it quickly.”

As soon as Ruan Xingzhu got out of bed, she gasped, feeling a sharp pain.

But Ruan Xingzhu still endured the discomfort, searching for her clothes, but found nothing. Only then did she remember that because the bed was too wet yesterday, they had changed rooms, and her clothes were left in the other room.

Seeing Ruan Xingzhu stealthily peeking out from the doorway, Ning Yuan found it amusing and came up behind her.

With a cry of surprise from Ruan Xingzhu, another flurry of activity ensued, like rain beating on banana leaves... And after everything concluded, Ning Yuan went to the study and saw a letter on the desk.

After opening the letter and reading its contents, Ning Yuan’s lips curved slightly.

”You want to meet me at Murong Bo’s grave in the back mountain. Have you finally given in?”

Ning Yuan smiled, ”I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time.”

Ning Yuan licked his lips... Noon.

Ning Yuan arrived at Murong Bo’s tomb in the back mountain.

Ning Yuan stood before the grave for a long time, then a black-clad figure appeared behind him.

”Murong Fu, do you still remember me?”

Murong Bo removed his black cloth and suddenly spoke. Ning Yuan slowly turned around, seeing Murong Bo without the slightest surprise, only saying calmly, ”You finally decided to show your face.”

”Hmph!”

Murong Bo walked to the tombstone and snorted coldly, ”So disrespectful. When you see me, do you not even call me father anymore?”

Murong Bo stared at Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan did not speak.

Murong Bo also did not pursue the matter, but instead sneered, ”If I didn’t appear, I’m afraid you would have long been completely immersed in a haven of pleasure.”

”What do you mean?”

Ning Yuan feigned confusion.

”I have already thoroughly investigated you these past few days.”

Murong Bo’s face showed a complex expression, then he said with a tone of disappointment, ”I am very pleased that you have become the leader of the world’s largest gang; this will help us achieve our goals.”

”But as a member of the Great Yan Imperial Family, you bear the heavy responsibility of restoring the Dynasty. How can you indulge in a pile of women, and old women who have already borne children for others at that! Are they really that good?”

Murong Bo’s voice gradually became stern, ”What kind of beauties won’t you have after you restore the Dynasty?”

”And these old women will damage your reputation, especially your audacity in laying hands on Li Qingluo; she is your Aunt! If this gets out, your moral character will be greatly damaged. How can you be fit to be a ruler?”

Murong Bo spoke with some disappointment, and slapped towards Ning Yuan.

But Ning Yuan easily caught his wrist.

”What I do is not for you to educate. My women are also not for you to criticize.”

Ning Yuan said unhurriedly.

”Presumptuous!”

Murong Bo immediately showed a look of shock and anger, ”I am your father!”

”Father?”

Ning Yuan sneered, ”Your Excellency must be joking. My father is buried in the grave right in front of us. How dare you impersonate my father? What audacity.”

The original Murong Fu was deceived by Murong Bo’s indoctrination about restoring the Dynasty. Murong Fu indeed gave his all, dedicating himself to restoration, but Murong Bo then turned around and became a monk, completely ruining Murong Fu.

He was not Murong Fu, so naturally, he wouldn’t acknowledge him as his father.

”What did you say?”

Murong Bo hadn’t expected Murong Fu to say such a thing, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

”You rogue, how dare you impersonate my deceased father? Today, I will not spare you!”

Ning Yuan raised his hand and struck with a palm, showing no mercy.

Murong Bo used Star Shift to deflect the attack, while simultaneously retreating several steps, shouting in shock and anger, ”Unfilial son, how dare you lay hands on me!”

”Impersonating my father is a great disrespect. Today, I will use your life to offer sacrifice to my deceased father!”

Ning Yuan was impolite, raising a finger, his Sword Qi crisscrossing.

”Six Meridian Divine Sword?”

Murong Bo was immediately startled. He had indeed mentioned the Six Meridian Divine Sword to Jiumozhi back then.

Naturally, he knew how powerful the Six Meridian Divine Sword was.

However, Murong Bo had never expected Murong Fu to attack him, but Ning Yuan had been waiting for him all along.

He currently needed the cultivation of a master.

And in the Tian Long World, those who could meet this demand, besides Tianshan Child Granny and Li Qiushui, were only Jiumozhi, Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, Qiao Feng, and the Sweeping Monk.

Others, such as Xuan Nan of Shaolin or Master Kurong of Tianlong Temple, were considered secondary and dispensable.

With careful planning against an unsuspecting opponent.

After dozens of exchanges, Murong Bo fell into a disadvantage. It wasn’t that he was inferior to Ning Yuan, but because he was already injured. Secretly learning Shaolin martial arts had led to a certain degree of Qi Deviation, causing chest pain and unstable True Qi if he circulated his energy for too long.

As Ning Yuan clasped Murong Bo’s wrists, Murong Bo’s cultivation was immediately absorbed by Ning Yuan.

”Unfilial son, are you trying to commit patricide?”

Murong Bo roared in shock and anger.

He was incredulous.

”Still daring to impersonate my father? My father died many years ago. How dare you insult me like this? I truly cannot let you live.”

Ning Yuan snorted coldly, circulating Bei Ming Divine Skill to its limit, continuously absorbing Murong Bo’s cultivation.

”I see that you have practiced the wrong martial art and have already suffered Qi Deviation. To survive, you must cripple your own martial arts. Rather than that, it’s better to benefit me.”

Ning Yuan said at the same time.

Murong Bo glared angrily, but as his cultivation gradually drained away, his face also turned pale, his expression shifting from disbelief to unwillingness. Now, Murong Bo suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.

”Good, good, good!”

”You can be so ruthless and disregard familial affection. You are stronger than me. You already possess the qualities of an emperor. I am very pleased!”

”You must restore the Dynasty!”

”Only by restoring the Dynasty, overthrowing the Great Song, and becoming the ruler of the world, can you...”

Murong Bo’s eyes gradually dimmed. He was already very old and injured, and now with his cultivation being absorbed by Ning Yuan, his life naturally entered a countdown.

”Don’t worry, I will consider your suggestion.”

Ning Yuan released his hands, watching Murong Bo fall to the ground, and said calmly.

Because, this time, from Ruan Xingzhu, he not only received a thousandfold amplification but also gained 20 points of Luck.

This meant that he could still collect Luck in this world.

The protagonist’s Luck had basically been taken by him, but this world still had Dynasty Luck, which might be a new source.

Afterward, Ning Yuan opened the grave, placed Murong Bo’s body inside, and reburied it, as if nothing had ever happened.

Murong Bo had feigned death in the past, and in the eyes of the world, he was already a dead man.

For many years, he had hidden his identity. Besides Xiao Yuanshan, probably no one knew he was still alive.

Now, he died silently in Yanz塢, at his own grave, and was reburied in his own tomb.

It was a perfect closed loop.

Everything was as before.

Only the grave soil was a little fresher... Upon returning to his room, Ning Yuan immediately began to Cultivate.

Under the thousandfold amplification, Ning Yuan quickly transformed Murong Bo’s True Qi into Bei Ming True Qi, completely integrating it.

His cultivation at the Late Stage of the Gang Qi Realm, with this boost, began to feel the Bottleneck stirring.

It wasn’t until dusk that Ning Yuan opened his eyes.

”Current World: demi-gods and semi-devils”

”Host: Ning Yuan (Murong Fu)”

”Luck: 240”

”Talent: A Thousand Miles a Day (Active, Thousandfold Amplification)”

”Cultivation: Late Stage of Gang Qi Realm”

”Martial Arts: Bei Ming Divine Skill, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, Six Meridian Divine Sword, Lingbo Microstep, Star Shift, Tianshan Six Yang Palm, Life and Death Talisman”

”Departure Countdown: 9 days.”

”Although I haven’t broken through yet, I have a feeling that as long as I absorb one more master of such cultivation, I can enter the Dao.”

Ning Yuan’s eyes showed excitement.

In the current world, there were still many such masters; he still had a chance.

As the thousandfold amplification ended, Ning Yuan also got up and left the secret chamber.

As soon as he returned to his room, he saw Li Qingluo already waiting there.

She wore a yellow ruqun, unable to be tied up, her chest tightly bound, as if it could burst at any moment.

Seeing Ning Yuan, Li Qingluo, with her slightly bulging belly, rushed over and said angrily, ”My love, you disappeared for twenty days, making me wait so long.”

”It’s my fault. I was just about to visit Aunt tonight, but I didn’t expect her to come first.”

Ning Yuan’s hand rested on Li Qingluo’s lower abdomen, and he sighed softly, ”It seems our child has grown quite a bit!”

Hearing this, Li Qingluo’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she snorted, ”It’s good that you know it’s your child. Don’t be irresponsible like Duan Zhengchun.”

”How could that be? Tonight, I’ll make it up to Aunt properly!”

Ning Yuan smiled slightly, picked up Li Qingluo by the waist, and placed her on the bed.

Li Qingluo’s face was red, but she didn’t refuse.

After twenty days without intimacy, Li Qingluo had been craving it.

”Good girl...”

A moment later, Li Qingluo’s brow furrowed, she took a deep breath, and after a long while, she exhaled, saying, ”Be careful of the child!”

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