Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 853: Chapter 291: Tough Negotiations

Qing Yan’s eyes were about to pop out of his sockets.

He never expected that Ning Zhuo’s temper was so "explosive," attacking at the slightest disagreement.

This wasn’t youthful arrogance; it was sheer recklessness!

Yang Sanyan was momentarily stunned, his face turning grim. Just as he was about to take action, Ning Zhuo’s follow-up attack arrived.

Fire-attribute——Nine Heavens Fire Dragon Technique!

A raging inferno blazed instantly, engulfing Ning Zhuo’s surroundings.

Roar!

Dragon roars erupted, and three fire dragons formed in the sea of flames, charging at Yang Sanyan.

The air twisted as the intense heat made Qing Yan, Qing Chi, and others’ faces flush red.

Yang Sanyan was surrounded by a layer of azure light, completely isolating the outside heat.

His face bore anger, his eyes fierce.

Ning Zhuo, merely a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, dared to act without hesitating; it was as if he didn’t regard Yang Sanyan at all!

Immediately, Yang Sanyan was about to make a move, intending to teach Jiao Ma, this audacious junior, a good lesson.

But in the next moment, the fire dragons’ might suddenly increased, swallowing Yang Sanyan whole.

Fire Element Heart Temple!

Ning Zhuo had deliberately held this card back until now, catching Yang Sanyan off guard.

Yet, in the next instant, Yang Sanyan snorted coldly, spreading his arms, unleashing a turbulent azure light around him, forming a spherical light shield that shattered the fire dragons.

Ning Zhuo pointed his fingers like a sword, positioned at his chest, and spat out a bolt of golden lightning.

Gold Element——Mystic Gold Slash.

Gold Element Lung Temple!

Qing Jiao Army Military Power!!

A blindingly bright golden beam flashed fleetingly, sharp beyond compare, penetrating the azure light shield, skimming Yang Sanyan’s side, and directly embedding into the wall.

On the wall, a breach was left before disappearing into the vast sky of the Immortal City.

Being a Deputy Commander, Ning Zhuo could naturally borrow military power.

For a moment, Yang Sanyan stood motionless.

His expression changed drastically as he stared at Ning Zhuo with a newfound respect, the previous arrogance and anger fading from his face, replaced by caution and appreciation.

Ning Zhuo also voluntarily withdrew, controlling the remaining two fire dragons.

One dragon circled around Ning Zhuo, while the other grabbed the stunned Qing Chi, flying back to Qing Yan’s side.

Yang Sanyan watched as Qing Chi was rescued without showing any sign of interference.

This was all because Ning Zhuo’s Mystic Gold Slash, enhanced by the military power, had surged to Nascent Soul level strength. Even Yang Sanyan’s proud defensive method couldn’t withstand it.

Yang Sanyan’s Golden Core Cultivation could erupt with Nascent Soul Combat Power, earning him a reputation for his combat prowess in the Myriad Images Sect. Yet the young yellow-faced Ning Zhuo could launch an attack at the Nascent Soul level with Foundation Establishment Cultivation.

"This Fire Dragon Technique was beautifully executed. Typically a wild and unrestrained classic attack spell, yet he managed to refine it to rescue someone. What a feat of spell mastery!"

What impressed Yang Sanyan further was Ning Zhuo’s combat talent.

"He has methods to amplify spells, but when he launched the fire dragons, he intentionally withheld them, knowing I wouldn’t intercept prematurely and only amplified when the attack was close."

"And that was just one smokescreen; when he applied Mystic Gold Slash, he reused the technique, simultaneously amplifying two methods, truly catching me off guard."

"Especially the latter enhancement, wielding military power. It seems he is already a member of the Qing Jiao Army."

Yang Sanyan’s mind raced, pondering many thoughts.

Qing Chi looked at Ning Zhuo in shock: "Jiao Ma, how did you suddenly become so powerful?"

Qing Yan was extremely tense, his gaze fixed on Yang Sanyan, fearing the latter’s sudden outburst.

His heart was full of worry: "Jiao Ma’s skills are strong, but Yang Sanyan is not to be trifled with. Alas, it’s escalated; what can be done?"

As if in response to Qing Yan’s worries, Ning Zhuo suddenly smiled, clasped his hands, and said: "Junior Jiao Ma, pays respect to Yang Sanyan senior of Myriad Images Sect."

"Senior, I have some matters to report to you alone. May I?"

Yang Sanyan’s tight expression suddenly changed, even revealing a slight smile: "You’re quite impressive, worthy of my brother entrusting himself to you."

"Very well, let’s change location and talk privately."

Yang Sanyan was proudly reserved yet admired skilled cultivators.

In White Paper Immortal City, Ning Zhuo never ceased gathering information. Yang Weida had mentioned Yang Sanyan to him more than once, so Ning Zhuo had long gathered intel on Yang Sanyan, knowing his personality.

He understood from Qing Yan’s account, aware of Yang Sanyan’s arrogance, saw the peril, and acted decisively.

Mystic Gold Slash could have struck Yang Sanyan directly, but Ning Zhuo deliberately aimed it slightly off, merely to showcase his prowess.

Yang Sanyan quickly assessed the situation and adjusted his demeanor promptly.

In terms of combat strength, Ning Zhuo could indeed pose a threat. More crucially, Ning Zhuo was young and only at a Foundation Establishment Cultivation. This speaks volumes of his cultivation aptitude.

Yang Sanyan and Ning Zhuo left the chaotic scene.

Soon, they began their secret meeting.

Ning Zhuo first took out a storage bag: "I had a good rapport with your brother when he voluntarily came to me and personally gave me this."

"Now that your brother has regrettably passed away, I feel ashamed to accept his wealth. Senior, as his elder brother, I’ll return this storage bag to you."

Ning Zhuo’s initial gesture moved Yang Sanyan.

He instinctively received the storage bag, his fingers slightly trembling.

Opening the bag, he imbued it with Divine Sense, swiftly scanning through, thinking: This matches exactly what his brother mentioned in the letter.