𝑶𝔳𝓁xt.𝔠𝐎𝗆

Prawn Greenhorn looked at him with an angry look on his face. He looked at his son once before turning towards Ning.

“Why are you doing this? Did our family do something to antagonize you?” the man asked.

“No, I just need money, and this is the fastest way,” Ning said with a bright smile that gave the man no reason to suspect him at all.

The man frowned for a few seconds and brought out 40 spirit stones before throwing them over to Ning. “Give me back my son now,” he demanded.

“Of course, of course,” Ning said. “Here you go.”

He sent the kid back to his father. The man caught his son and looked him all over to see if there was anything wrong with him.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes, father,” the young man said. “But he took everything from me.”

The man’s eyes darkened as he looked toward Ning. “Kill him,” he ordered.

Instantly, the 4 men that were behind him jumped forward to attack Ning.

One sent out a blinding red serpent on his way. Another sent out an arrow made up of glittering white power. The third one’s sword enlarged to the point it could almost cleave Ning in half just by falling on top of him. And the last one sent out a billowing gust of wind with thousands of small blades hidden in them.

Ning kept his smile as he stood there, unmoving.

The different attacks all landed on him while he put up not a single defense. And yet, to their surprise, none of the attacks managed to do anything apart from destroying his clothes, which quickly came back again.

Ning grabbed the sword that was on his shoulder and tugged it. The man grabbing it was pulled along with it as he came towards Ning.

Ning then grabbed the man by the neck and searched around his body to look for a storage bag. He quickly found one and took it out.

“I’ll be taking this for your attacks,” he said and kicked the man away while still keeping his sword. He looked at the sword and nodded to himself.

“Right, are you going to leave or do you want to give me more money?” Ning asked.

The people there were all shocked at how strong Ning was. He was so strong that the attacks of 4 people with a higher cultivation base hadn’t even phased him one bit.

And what was worse was that he wasn’t even using his Qi, but rather just his physical body.

‘He must’ve had a really tough body before he reached the Immortal realms,’ the man thought.

“So? Are you gonna leave or not?” Ning asked.

“Father, that man still has my storage rings, and he took everything from them,” the young son told his father.

The father frowned. The items in the storage ring were one thing, but the storage ring instead was quite expensive. Sure, it wasn’t the best grade of storage rings and wasn’t that well refined, but it had still cost him a few dozen or so Divine grade spirit stones.

It was what he had used before he made enough money to get himself another one.

“Give me my son’s storage ring back,” the man said.

“What? No,” Ning said. “This is going to make me very rich. You can buy if off me, or I will find another buyer.”

The man finally couldn’t stand it at all. “Take my son away,” he told the others, who quickly nodded and took away their young master.

Then, the old man prepared to fight. He didn’t care how strong this younger-looking man in front of him was, he was going to kill him today.

So, he attacked without hesitating this time around.

Ning saw the space bend around the man’s attack as it reached for him, and yet when it did land on him, nothing happened.

The man couldn’t help but be shocked. He hadn’t thought much when Ning had survived the attacks of the other 4 because they weren’t that far higher than him.

However, he was. He was in the divine realms, a realm that was entirely different from the immortal realms, and yet he was still not able to harm him at all.

“Seriously, you really do want to make me rich today, don’t you?” Ning asked with a bright smile.

He suddenly teleported and arrived in front of the man. The man reacted, but somehow Ning was faster than him.

He grabbed the man’s left arm with both his arms and ripped it apart with his raw strength.

The man was pushed back, reeling in pain, but he quickly got back up as his hands stopped bleeding. As soon as he had some free time, he could cultivate it for a bit or eat some pills to regenerate it, but in the midst of the battle, he couldn’t do so.

He looked at Ning with fear this time around.

Ning turned to look at the man and gave him a mocking smile. “And for attacking me, I get to keep your storage ring,” he said as he picked the ring away from the fingers on the torn-off hand.

“Go, we are done here,” Ning said. “Unless you still have more things to give me.”

The man grunted for a bit. “What’s your name?” he asked.

“Ning Ruogong,” Ning said without hesitation. “Bring your friends next time if you want some revenge. I will be in the city for a few more days.”

The man noted his name and turned around to leave.

Ning watched him fly away and smiled at his newfound wealth of his. “That should be enough to kickstart my plan,” he thought to himself.

He then walked back into the city to buy himself a place and the various resources he would be needing for the Secret realm he was going to be making.