Chapter 198: A Woman's Heart is the Most Poisonous

Chapter 198: A Woman's Heart is the Most Poisonous

Ning Xiaochuan did not leave the Golden Roc Heart Nurturing Hall immediately. He still needed to purchase other mystic medicines and asked, "Seven-Grade Mystic Medicine, Transcendent Pine Bark. Does the Golden Roc Heart Nurturing Hall have this type of mystic medicine?"

Having reached the Divine Body Tenth Layer, Ning Xiaochuan had already grasped the essence of transcendence and was now striving to break through to the Transcendent Realm. To reach the first layer of the Transcendent Realm, one must undergo the first complete transformation. Ning Xiaochuan was currently working hard to achieve this breakthrough, preparing to refine a Mystic Pill that could help Martial Artists transcend, thereby aiding himself in advancing faster.

Only upon reaching the Transcendent Realm could one truly be considered a master.

"I'm sorry, Intermediate Heart Nurturer. The mystic medicine you seek is extremely rare. The Golden Roc Heart Nurturing Hall currently does not have this type of medicine," the maidservant replied respectfully.

"It's alright. Finding this type of mystic medicine was never going to be easy."

Ning Xiaochuan felt slightly disappointed. With the mystic medicines he had purchased, he strode out of the Golden Roc Heart Nurturing Hall and hurried back.

He had spent a total of 173 million Small Coins in the Golden Roc Heart Nurturing Hall, leaving him with 650 million Small Coins—still a wealthy man by any measure.

As Ning Xiaochuan exited the Golden Roc Heart Nurturing Hall, the Wooden Young Master and Zi Zhui'er also emerged.

The Wooden Young Master held a Crystal Red Box in his hands, its surface shimmering with strands of Profound Qi, coating his arms in a thin layer of frost.

Standing at a distance, Ning Xiaochuan glanced at the box and immediately sensed a dense aura of Elixir Qi.

Inside the box was undoubtedly an Advanced Pill.

Zi Zhui'er and the Servant with Mustache followed closely behind the Wooden Young Master.

Zi Zhui'er, with her graceful and alluring figure, carried a small white fox in her arms. She lifted the carriage curtain and disappeared inside the ancient vehicle.

The Servant with Mustache sat outside the carriage, wielding a whip as he drove the ancient vehicle down the street until it vanished from sight.

Rumble…

The wheels rolled away, gradually fading into the distance.

Ning Xiaochuan stared in the direction the carriage had disappeared, a faint smirk curling at the corner of his lips. "It seems this Wooden Young Master has purchased an extremely valuable Mystic Pill. Heh… Since I’m about to break through to the Transcendent Realm, I must take that pill for myself."

Inside the carriage, the Wooden Young Master clutched the box tightly in his hands.

This Advanced Mystic Pill had cost him a fortune, draining all his savings over the years and even forcing him to borrow heavily from his mother.

But it was all worth it. If he presented this gift at his father’s birthday banquet, his father would surely view him in a new light, and the position of Heavenly Annihilation Dao Branch Leader would eventually be his to inherit.

The thought of becoming the Branch Leader brought a smug smile to the Wooden Young Master’s face.

Seated across from him, Zi Zhui'er was strikingly beautiful. Her slender fingers gently stroked the fox’s head, her bright eyes gleaming with cunning. A faint smirk played on her lips as she drew a Bronze Dagger from her sleeve.

This Advanced Mystic Pill had also stirred her greed. She intended to kill the Wooden Young Master and seize the pill for herself.

Roar!

The Mystic Beast pulling the carriage let out a furious cry. The carriage jolted violently before coming to an abrupt halt.

Outside, the Servant with Mustache’s angry voice rang out, "Watch where you’re going! Are you blind?"

Ning Xiaochuan stood in the middle of the road, dressed in tattered cloth and wearing a Bamboo Hat on his head. His body was just a step away from the Mystic Beast pulling the carriage, nearly getting knocked flying.

This was a desolate stretch of the street, with hardly any pedestrians around. The ground was littered with fallen leaves, swirling chaotically in the wind.

Ning Xiaochuan’s voice was hoarse as he said, "This road doesn’t belong to you. If you can walk here, why can’t I?"

The Servant with Mustache scrutinized Ning Xiaochuan closely before suddenly letting out a contemptuous laugh. "I recognize you. You’re that pauper who stood outside the Golden Roc Heart Nurturing Hall. You couldn’t even afford mystic medicines, yet you dare block the Wooden Young Master’s carriage? Let me tell you the truth—this road does belong to our Wooden Young Master. The entire White Dragon City belongs to the Wooden Family. Get lost, or I’ll run you over."

Ning Xiaochuan remained motionless in the center of the street, showing no intention of moving aside.

A cruel glint flashed in the Servant with Mustache’s eyes as he bared his teeth and lashed the Mystic Beast’s hindquarters with a whip.

Crack!

The Mystic Beast roared in pain, rearing up on its hind legs before bringing its hooves crashing down toward Ning Xiaochuan’s head.

The sheer force of the Mystic Beast’s iron hooves was terrifying—capable of crushing boulders weighing thousands of kilograms, let alone a mere human body. It seemed Ning Xiaochuan was about to be trampled to death.

But Ning Xiaochuan’s hand shot out, gripping the Mystic Beast’s leg. With the strength of his arm alone, he hurled the beast aside.

The carriage tilted and toppled over.

The Servant with Mustache was utterly dumbfounded. As Ning Xiaochuan strode toward him, he dropped to his knees, trembling uncontrollably. "It wasn’t me! I—I—"

Why had he provoked such a living nightmare?

Regret twisted in the Servant with Mustache’s gut, his heart filled with terror as he feared Ning Xiaochuan would cut him down with a single stroke.

Ning Xiaochuan didn’t even spare him a glance before stomping down, shattering the carriage.

A corpse tumbled out from inside, a Bronze Dagger still embedded in its chest.

The Wooden Young Master had already been killed.

"Hmm?"

Ning Xiaochuan searched the Wooden Young Master’s body, but the Crystal Red Box was missing—someone had taken it first.

His gaze fixed on the Bronze Dagger, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he had guessed something.

"Tai Sui!"

Ning Xiaochuan summoned the Tai Sui Beast.

The beast sniffed the Bronze Dagger before letting out a strange sound directed at Ning Xiaochuan.

Understanding its words, Ning Xiaochuan smirked. "Truly, the hearts of women are the most venomous. For the sake of an advanced Mystic Pill, she even killed her own fiancé."

With a casual strike, Ning Xiaochuan executed the Servant with Mustache, his head exploding like a watermelon, splattering blood everywhere.

He then severed the Wooden Young Master’s head and placed it in a box.

"Though you weren’t killed by me, you’ll make a fine birthday gift."

Storing the head-filled box into the Heaven and Earth Bag, Ning Xiaochuan mounted the Tai Sui Beast.

Having caught the scent from the Bronze Dagger, the Tai Sui Beast immediately burrowed into the earth, chasing after the trail.

Boom!

When the Tai Sui Beast burst from the ground again, it stood directly in front of Zi Zhui’er, blocking her path.

Zi Zhui'er's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately halted her steps.

After killing the Wooden Young Master, she had immediately fled with the Heavenly Pivot Pill, intending to escape the scene. However, before she could get far, Ning Xiaochuan caught up to her.

"Hand over that advanced Mystic Pill."

Ning Xiaochuan had no goodwill toward this woman. To obtain an advanced Mystic Pill, she had even killed her own fiancé—such a venomous heart.

Moreover, she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, yet her heart was already so wicked. Given time, she would undoubtedly become a ruthless demoness who would stop at nothing.

Zi Zhui'er had initially thought it was a cultivator from the Heavenly Annihilation Dao chasing her, and fear had gripped her heart. But now, she realized Ning Xiaochuan wasn’t here to avenge the Wooden Young Master—he wanted the Mystic Pill.

So he’s trying to rob the robber.

A faint smile curled at the corners of Zi Zhui'er's lips as she blinked innocently. "Elder, what are you talking about? I have no idea what advanced Mystic Pill you’re referring to."

Ning Xiaochuan had concealed his face with a Bamboo Hat and altered his voice to sound hoarse, making her believe he was an elderly man in his seventies or eighties.

Ning Xiaochuan sneered, summoning a Profound Qi Sword in his palm and pressing it against Zi Zhui'er's neck. "Elder? Hmph. Today, even if you call me 'daddy,' it won’t save you if you don’t hand over that advanced Mystic Pill."

Zi Zhui'er had fair skin and delicate features, appearing no older than sixteen or seventeen. Yet, her body was far from that of a mere girl—her chest was exceptionally full, and through her translucent silk robe, the curves of her jade-like peaks were faintly visible.

She was the very definition of youthful beauty with ample curves.

Yet, her waist was slender and incredibly supple, her entire figure exquisitely alluring.

"Elder, don’t you think Zhui'er’s face is quite beautiful?" Zi Zhui'er gently traced the Profound Qi Sword with her Jade Fingers, slowly stepping toward the Tai Sui Beast while gazing pitifully at Ning Xiaochuan, her expression unbearably seductive.

Ning Xiaochuan leaped down from the Tai Sui Beast’s back, standing directly in front of her.

Zi Zhui'er’s heart swelled with delight. Men are all the same—no matter their age, they can’t resist a beautiful woman’s temptation.

Elder? In bed, he’d just be an old beast.

But her amusement didn’t last long.

Ning Xiaochuan seized her slender, snow-white neck, his fingers like iron claws, slamming her body against the Tai Sui Beast’s massive form. "Give me the advanced Mystic Pill, or I’ll snap your neck right now."

Zi Zhui'er paled in terror, her throat nearly crushed, unable to speak. She could only blink desperately at Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan released her.

Zi Zhui'er collapsed to the ground, coughing violently, her chest heaving. "That Heavenly Pivot Pill... my mystic beast battle pet took it away first. Only I can find it now."

"That small fox?" Ning Xiaochuan frowned slightly.

Zi Zhui'er nodded.

"I don’t have time for your tricks right now. After I save someone, I’ll deal with you properly."

Ning Xiaochuan grabbed Zi Zhui'er’s shoulder, lifting her petite frame effortlessly and tossing her onto the Tai Sui Beast’s back.

The Tai Sui Beast immediately burrowed into the earth, returning underground to that desolate garden.

Ning Xiaochuan used Misty Profound Qi to seal Zi Zhui'er's Heart Palace, leaving the Tai Sui Beast to guard her. Then, he opened the door to check on Ji Hanxing's condition.

Ji Hanxing still lay on the bed, while the Double-headed Stone Beast, now only half a meter tall, crouched on the table. Upon seeing Ning Xiaochuan return, it raised both heads to glance at him before lowering them again and continuing to sleep.

Although Ning Xiaochuan had already used Misty Profound Qi to protect Ji Hanxing's heart, the Black Serpent's poison continued to spread toward it.

Ning Xiaochuan immediately took out the twelve mystic medicines he had purchased and arranged them in a row on the table.

"Heart Nurturing True Cauldron."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ning Xiaochuan circulated the Profound Qi within him. The Heart Nurturing Cauldron flew out from his Heart Ventricle, transforming into a seven-meter-tall tripod cauldron that landed on the floor.

Fortunately, the room was spacious enough—otherwise, the Heart Nurturing True Cauldron would have shattered the ceiling.