Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 133 107, the most common lie that every man tells

What is destiny?

It is the predetermined will of the heavens, favored by the intent of the sky.

This was what Ning Shuqi had always believed, and indeed, the rapid progress of his cultivation did justice to the title "Son of the Heavenly Mandate."

For so far, he had never encountered any bottlenecks in his cultivation journey.

The smoothness of his advancement in cultivation power was beyond his imagination.

He rarely relied on external aids for his cultivation, only occasionally using one or two pills given by his uncle, and by the age of sixteen, he had brought his cultivation power to a level equivalent to sixteen years of practice.

Thus, he felt that his talent for cultivation was somewhat good. After all, being the son of Ning Tiancheng, the Flame Kirin Sword Master, it was only right that he had such talent.

However, after receiving more resources from his master "Peach Gentleman," Ning Shuqi's feelings changed completely.

His cultivation felt as if he had divine assistance.

Long Zhangyuan, relying on the resources of his Immortal Sect, had achieved a cultivation power of sixty years. Though Ning started later than Long Zhangyuan, he now also possessed forty years of cultivation power.

While his cultivation level may not be exceptional, it was sufficient to make him a notable figure in the immortal cultivation world.

Therefore, Ning Shuqi began to swell with pride.

Yet, whether it was Long Zhangyuan or himself, when compared to Tan Shuchang, they truly lacked even the qualifications to be scrutinized in detail.

The first time they met, Ning faced Tan's sudden attack with a bit of strength to spare. But this time, facing Tan, not even the thought to raise his hand could arise.

He felt an incomparable sense of frustration.

So, even in front of Ning Shuqi, whom she cherished, she kept the truth to herself at this moment.

Meanwhile, hearing Li Ahuang's words, Ning Shuqi felt unexplained irritation and a strange, bloodthirsty impulse.

Demonic influence!

...

"Eh? Who is so compatible with my demonic seed that it's grown so much so quickly?" Tan Shuchang wondered, suddenly stopping in his flight.

Then he instinctively looked back.

To Tan, the demonic seed didn't seem all that useful; after all, it was ultimately just a way to amplify some minor emotions in a person's heart.

If one had self-control, even if a demonic seed was planted, it could gradually be worn away.

Even if one's self-control was weak, as long as one abides by moral codes, that would be sufficient.

Some regulations of cultivation sects were initially established to counter measures like demonic seeds.

Though there were indeed cultivators in the past who, after receiving Tan's demonic influence and having it grow, became stronger, this was the first time for Tan to see the demonic seed grow so quickly right after being implanted.

Therefore, out of curiosity, even though it wasn't much use, Tan couldn't resist the urge to take a look.

By this time, Tan had already left Yan State, but since Yan State wasn't large, and the longest part of Yan State didn't exceed a hundred miles, Tan could quickly "see" the other party by utilizing elemental energy.

"Is this the second Son of the Heavenly Mandate?" Tan was surprised.

He hadn't expected Ning Shuqi to have been at the banquet before. Because Ning's cultivation power was too low, merely several decades, he was directly overlooked by Tan.