Falling in Love with a 500-year-old female elder

Chapter 20: Lin’an City exploded! Ning Chuan’s giant building plan!

Under the full moon’s glow, Nan Yuexi and Elder Fei Long stood together on the rooftop. The chilly midnight breeze gently rustled their clothes and Nan Yuexi’s delicate veil, revealing a glimpse of her lovely face beneath the veil.

“Alright, it’s getting late. I’ll head back to my room to rest,” Nan Yuexi said, then turned and made her way toward her quarter.

Elder Fei Long remained on the roof, a furrowed brow revealing his unease. He felt that something was amiss with Nan Yuexi’s words, though he struggled to pinpoint exactly what it was.

“No! Tomorrow, I’ll find a chance to assess him myself!” Elder Fei Long’s thoughts raced, a smile tugging at his lips.

……

‘Cock-a-doodle-doo~’ The rooster announced the break of dawn. With the crowing of the rooster, morning arrived, and the city of Lin’an began to stir.

“Did you hear? Strong warriors clashed above Lin’an City yesterday! There was an incredible beam of light that split the sky in two!”

“Could it be true? Did a powerful King visit Lin’an City?”

“I heard about this too. I don’t know if it was a king or a formidable warrior, but when I woke up late last night, I saw a blinding ray of light from a finger that seemed to cleave the world!”

“That’s right, I saw that beam too! I thought it was daybreak!”

“Everyone, come and see! There’s even a body of a True Guru realm expert at the vegetable market. He must’ve been killed yesterday!”

“Shh~~ Rumor has it that a real-world powerhouse attempted to assassinate Mr. Ning last night, and it ended in the attacker’s demise!”

“Hiss! Mr. Ning? Could it be that Mr. Ning is a mighty prince?”

“Really? That’s impossible!”

“Are you suggesting that Mr. Ning was responsible for that incredible beam of light?”

“I can’t believe it! Mr. Ning talks about cultivation all the time, when did he become so formidable?”

“That can’t be true! Mr. Ning has been talking about cultivation for so long, but we’ve never actually witnessed any real progress from him.”

“Why would someone deceive you? My aunt personally saw it happen. A finger shot out from Mr. Ning’s room!”

“Ugh, spare me. I believe it when I see it. Rumors are usually based on what our friends or relatives claim.”

“Mr. Ning looks so frail. It’s hard to believe he’s capable of such feats!”

“Mr. Ning? I can’t wrap my head around it!”

In the early hours, Lin’an City was buzzing with discussions. Countless people filled the streets, sharing their thoughts on the sudden appearance of the beam of light and the discovery of the True Guru Realm expert’s corpse in the vegetable market.

Various rumors circulated, ranging from a mighty king visiting the city to members of the Demon Cult causing havoc. Some even claimed they saw Ning Chuan unleash a deadly finger attack.

While opinions differed, most leaned towards the first two scenarios. The notion that Ning Chuan possessed the power to kill a True Guru realm expert with a finger seemed implausible and was largely dismissed.

In the end, a variety of rumors circulate. They’re all peculiar, unique, yet somehow familiar. Nonetheless, the majority of folks tend to believe the initial two statements.

As for Ning Chuan’s claims, he asserted that he could defeat those who possessed great power in the True Guru realm. Yet, most treated this declaration as a jest and didn’t give it serious consideration. In their eyes, Ning Chuan comes across as polished and graceful, someone who’s never harmed even a chicken, let alone vanquished a formidable individual at the pinnacle of the True Guru Realm.

……

Meanwhile, up on the second floor of the Seven Blessings Inn. Ning Chuan, the epicenter of the commotion outside, went about his routine as if nothing had happened. No one could suspect that the calm-faced Ning Chuan had wielded a world-shattering finger of light the previous night, taking down a True Guru realm powerhouse.

After he freshened up, Ning Chuan stretched and settled into a chair at the table. He sensed it—the surge in his cultivation had elevated the power of his dual pupils.

Though he hadn’t yet unlocked its full potential, his peerless double pupils now possessed the ability to see through illusions and perceive truths, enhancing his double-pupil power.

This ability holds tremendous power. Regardless of how intricate the sword technique may be or how intricate the mist formation is, they become ineffective and riddled with imperfections before the double pupil.

Yet, he felt his progress was sluggish. “Even though I managed to handle a peak True Guru realm opponent easily, what if the next assailant is a King Waiting Realm powerhouse or even a Pole Emperor? What if a True Saint of the day targets me? I need to get stronger.”

Ning Chuan mused over this conundrum. With his steady disposition, he couldn’t allow such threats to materialize.

“The answer is simple: I must get stronger! Only when I’m stronger can I dispel these dangers for good.”

His eyes sparked with realization. The most expedient route to empowerment was storytelling. If more people came to listen to his book, he would grow stronger.

“The Seven Blessings Inn is too small. I should build a new space dedicated to storytelling next to it. Money isn’t an issue; I’ve got plenty.”

Ning Chuan stroked his chin. He had already considered this matter.

The idea of changing the storytelling location had been part of Ning Chuan’s plan from the beginning. After all, as the novel “Biography of the Heaven-Emperor” approached its conclusion, the excitement escalated significantly. This prompted him to begin contemplating the title for his upcoming novel.

The Emperor of Desolation’s solo battle against the seven gods of the upper world, subject to the curse of immortality, but against the odds to live out three lives!

The darkness came from behind, the world withered, and the whole world was silent.

“Those who sing my true name will see eternal life in reincarnation!”

“The top of immortality, proud of the world, with me Anlan will have the sky!”

“Even if I carry the Heavenly Abyss on my back and need one hand to hold the primordial imperial city, I, Anlan, am as invincible in the world!”

“There is also this tawdry King Anlan, who crossed the Imperial Pass with his hand on the original Imperial City”. etc.

Ning Chuan doesn’t have to worry about these plans. Once he reveals them, they’ll surely shake the entire Nine Mysterious Realm. Many thousands will watch him as he listens to the story. So, he’s already planned to construct a massive building near the Seven Blessings Inn. The recent assassination of Pang Du has only made him more determined to bring this idea to life.

“Designing the blueprint for this new structure is the next step. It’s not a problem—I’ll just follow the design from my previous life.”

“Now, what should I call this new building?”

He mulled over names, but his creativity faltered. Dismissing the quandary, he decided to address it later.

“Never mind. The name can wait. First, I need to head to the bank. The money from the book sales should be there by now.”

Ning Chuan stood up and stretched before heading outside. Simultaneously, he reached the entrance of the Seven Blessings Inn. Elder Fei Long was already there, patiently holding an iron sword and waiting for quite a while.