This travelogue provided a brief introduction to the entire Cangyuan Cultivation World, focusing on Yun Songzi's travels through the Seven Nations of Cloud Wasteland.
Ning Fa found it incredibly engaging.
After finishing the travelogue, Ning Fa felt the three hundred contribution points were well spent.
At the same time, he began to speculate why the family had set such a high price for this particular travelogue.
Perhaps the family worried that if any clansmen read about Yun Songzi's exploits, they might get overly excited and set out to seek their own opportunities.
They might wish to advance to the Core Formation realm through sheer luck, just like Yun Songzi.
This was, naturally, a pipe dream.
After absorbing the information from Yun Songzi's travelogue, Ning Fa began watching the Imprint Pearl he had rented.
He eagerly started with the combat recording of the Witch.
As his spiritual sense probed the fist-sized Imprint Pearl, images began to appear in his sea of consciousness.
To Ning Fa, it felt like watching a movie in a cinema.
The picture was somewhat blurry and rippled gently like waves on water.
The viewing experience could not be described as particularly good.
However, Ning Hua Rong was still clearly visible.
She wore a black martial arts uniform, stood with her hands behind her back, her black hair flying.
Her delicate and exquisite face displayed a wild, unrestrained smile.
At this moment, her eyes had turned a faint purple, her gaze condescending and exuding an overwhelming aura of dominance.
Countless faint purple streams of light erupted from around her, fine as needles, ceaselessly appearing and disappearing, adding to her imposing presence.
Opposite her were two middle-aged men dressed in blue robes.
Because it was a recording, their realms could not be perceived, but based on the previous introduction, they should both be at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Condensation.
Furthermore, both were members of the Qian Family.
Their faces were filled with hatred and fury as they glared at Ning Hua Rong, but they did not make the first move.
Although it was two against one, Ning Fa felt as if the two men were surrounded by Ning Hua Rong.
One of the middle-aged men, with triangular eyes, angrily shouted, "Ning Hua Rong! You slaughtered over a dozen of my Qian Family clansmen on Yanqing Island. Today, I will make you pay with your blood!"
The other middle-aged cultivator, with a sallow complexion, also glared fiercely at Ning Hua Rong.
However, Ning Fa noticed a faint trace of fear in this man's eyes.
Ning Hua Rong's lips curved upwards, revealing that signature, almost manic smile again.
She laughed maniacally, "So much nonsense. Since you're not attacking, I won't hold back."
With that, her figure suddenly flickered. With just a slight blur, she vanished.
The sallow-faced man's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Watch out for her surprise attack!"
Even before his warning.
The triangular-eyed man had already produced a triangular banner emitting a hazy yellow light.
The banner grew larger against the wind, its spiritual light shining brightly.
Embroidered on the banner were three ferocious yellow flood dragons.
As the triangular-eyed man furiously channeled his pháp lực, these three yellow flood dragons shook their heads and wagged their tails, flying out from the banner and spewing strange yellow winds.
The winds were powerful, like a hurricane, instantly engulfing the two men.
Immediately, the three yellow flood dragons also merged into the yellow hurricane, their forms only vaguely visible.
"Boom!..."
"Hiss!..."
Several violent explosions were heard, and at the edge of the conflict, purple light and yellow light flashed intensely.
Ning Hua Rong's figure reappeared, staggering slightly backward.
At this moment, a yellow flood dragon flew out of the hurricane, its tail whipping violently, smashing towards Ning Hua Rong.
Ning Hua Rong steadied herself, a brutal glint flashing in her eyes.
In an instant, two identical crescent-shaped purple blades appeared in her hands.
Ning Hua Rong's delicate eyebrows shot up, and purple light flashed from her eyes.
She abruptly brought the two blades together in the middle, and instantly, the two purple blades merged into one larger purple blade.
A powerful and bloodthirsty aura emanated from this purple blade.
Ning Hua Rong fiercely swung the blade.
A several-zhang-long purple blade light shot out from the blade, directly cleaving towards the yellow flood dragon that was whipping its tail.
"Boom!"
"Whoosh!"
With a piercing shriek, the yellow flood dragon was split in half from tail to head.
It then dissipated into a cloud of yellow mist.
Ning Huarong laughed heartily, "I wondered why they dared to chase me. So they had this [Yellow Wind Banner] on them. Let me see just how good this renowned magic tool of Thousand Wave Lake truly is!"
At that moment, the yellow hurricane in front of her surged.
Several more strange winds flew out, forming over a dozen yellow flood dragons identical to the previous one. They lunged at Ning Huarong with bared fangs and claws.
Ning Huarong's eyes flashed with mysterious purple runes, and a rich purple radiance instantly enveloped her.
In the blink of an eye, this purple radiance formed an exquisite purple battle armor on her, with mysterious purple streams of light flowing around it.
Ning Huarong crossed her hands, and two purple curved blades reappeared, emitting a brilliant purple glow.
She looked at the dozen yellow flood dragons flying towards her, a crazed smile appearing in her purple eyes.
With just a blur, her figure vanished from her original spot.
Only a vague silhouette of purple could be seen passing through.
Immediately after, the bodies of the dozen flood dragons all disintegrated.
With a flash of purple light, the purple figure had already plunged into the yellow hurricane.
Then, a thunderous roar, like that of heavenly lightning, erupted, and the yellow hurricane churned violently.
About thirty breaths later.
With a deafening roar, a brilliant, massive purple blade light cleaved out from the yellow hurricane.
The entire yellow hurricane was then shattered.
Revealed were two Qian Family members, their faces pale, filled with fear and panic.
"Split up and run!"
The sallow-faced man roared, then took out a dark green talisman and crushed it.
Rich green radiance gathered around him.
He stepped forward, and within a breath, he was already ten zhang away.
But at this moment, a deathly purple blade light suddenly appeared, circled his head, and his fine head fell directly to the ground.
The triangular-eyed man was no slower.
He had already pulled out a yellow leaf-like flying magic tool and fled desperately in the opposite direction.
But after flying only a hundred zhang, a purple shadow flashed behind him, and Ning Huarong appeared like a phantom.
Her right hand, encased in purple armor, plunged directly into the triangular-eyed man's back, pulling out a fresh, beating heart.
The Imprint Pearl recording ended here.
Ning Fa withdrew his divine sense.
His expression was somewhat strange.
Beyond the shock, there was a deep sense of apprehension.
This woman was simply too powerful.
Killing cultivators of the same level was like slaughtering chickens.
The incredibly powerful purple curved blades and Ning Huarong's ghostly swift movement left a deep impression on Ning Fa.
This made Ning Fa feel a chill in his heart.
He even felt a sense that this woman was simply unbeatable.
But the next moment, he raised his hand and slapped himself.
He was furious at himself for even having such a disheartening thought.
Ning Fa's eyes gleamed.
No wonder this woman had such a great reputation, even the Foundation Establishment elders of the family had to placate her.
She truly possessed the strength.
Compared to her, cultivators of the same level were like beings on a different tier.
But Ning Fa was not afraid.
Because he had enough potential to reach Ning Huarong's level.
In fact, strictly speaking, with his Great Five Elements Thunder Body and the Ancient Source Thunder Scripture.
He should be able to crush her head-on, just as Ning Huarong had crushed those two Qian Family cultivators.
It would just take some time.