The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 186 Spirit Gathering Array_1

Chapter 186: Chapter 186 Spirit Gathering Array_1

"Hmph, not me, I hate that so-called fate, those annoying fortune-tellers, I despise them the most." Su Qingcheng suddenly let out a sigh.

"Uh... Qingcheng, don’t be afraid, although that fortune teller said you have a dire tribulation in your fate, I’ve already talked to Ning Fan. If you run into any danger in River City, find him immediately, and he will surely be able to help you," Xu Yourong also said earnestly.

"Actually, I never believed in all that. If it weren’t for my family forcing me, I wouldn’t have come to River City at all," Su Qingcheng said helplessly.

As it turns out, the reason Su Qingcheng came from Capital City to River City was not only to break off the engagement with Ning Fan and to treat Xu Yourong’s illness, but there was one final reason:

The well-known Li Banxian from Capital City had once told her fortune, saying that at the age of twenty-four, she would face a major calamity and that she must come to River City alone and stay for a month in order to survive.

Being a woman of the new era, she naturally scoffed at this.

But her family all believed it.

Thus, under the compelling force of her family, she had no choice but to come to River City alone.

Because Li Banxian had said that she must come alone to avoid the calamity.

Therefore, even those tasked to protect her could only covertly guard her from the shadows, not daring to get close, and even less so to show themselves and help openly.

"Actually, I’ve been thinking, maybe that fortune teller had you come to River City because Ning Fan is the noble person in your life, capable of turning danger into safety when you face your great calamity?" Xu Yourong said with a smile.

"Cut it out, what kind of joke is that? Impossible! Absolutely not!" Su Qingcheng shook her head firmly, dismissing the idea.

After the two chatted for a while longer, they ended the video call. Su Qingcheng gazed out at the night scene of River City, but couldn’t help but think of that recent question: Could it be that the fortune teller sent her to River City because of Ning Fan?

...

At this moment, Ning Fan was unaware of all this; he was frowning as he stared at the backs of seven marriage contracts on the table.

He had pieced together the backs of the seven marriage contracts to form a pattern, consisting of seven points of light. If he had to describe it, it resembled a seven-sided figure where each point was connected to the others, or a Septagram.

Huh?

A new idea suddenly popped into Ning Fan’s head.

He quickly gathered several pieces of talisman paper and cinnabar, among other things, and crafted seven amulets.

Then, taking the seven amulets as points, he set them up on the floor according to the positions of the Septagram, arranging them in the pattern.

Whoosh—

Almost instantly, an extraordinary change began.

Throughout the air around him, countless minute strands of thin spiritual energy slowly began to converge toward the center of the Septagram.

Not only in the room but outside the room, around the villa, and even hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, and several kilometers outside the villa, all the spiritual energy began to converge toward the Septagram.

The gathering of spiritual energy quickly formed a vortex, at the center of which the concentration of spiritual energy sharply rose.

Ning Fan was at first stunned, then overjoyed.

In the present world, where spiritual energy was exceedingly scarce, even the concentration at Xu Family’s mountaintop villa was no longer enough to satisfy his daily cultivation needs.

And now, a formation made from seven pieces of talisman paper managed to gather spiritual energy from several kilometers around, forcibly increasing the concentration of spiritual energy—it was simply perfect!

Overjoyed, Ning Fan immediately sat cross-legged at the center of the formation and took out the two small bottles of True Elemental Elixirs. He swallowed them at once and then began his cultivation with his eyes closed.

Whoosh... inhale...

The entire room was filled with rich spiritual energy, and Ning Fan’s cultivation level rapidly ascended...

When Ning Fan opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.

With a slight movement, a series of crackling sounds came from his body, indicating another significant improvement in his physical fitness.

The azure spiritual energy in his body, both in quantity and quality, had improved greatly.

"It’s done!"

Ning Fan’s face showed excitement.

With the True Elemental Elixirs and the assistance of the gathering spiritual energy formation, he had jumped two levels in one night, reaching the Eighth Level of Qi Refining!

He was now only one step away from the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, the Ninth Level!

"Who would have thought that hidden within these seven marriage contracts left by my mother was such a miraculous formation... let’s call it the Spirit Gathering Array," Ning Fan decided on a name for the formation.

But when he looked again at the seven amulets, he found that the talisman papers had turned to ashes without him noticing.

And the spiritual energy in the air was no longer converging here.

Clearly, the amulets used to set up the Spirit Gathering Array were exhausted, and the formation itself no longer existed.

"It seems that using amulets to set up a formation is a bit too much to handle; it can only last for less than a night," Ning Fan pondered, but couldn’t come up with a replacement on the spot, so he had to temporarily let it go.

After cleaning up the ashes of the talisman paper and preparing to leave, Ning Fan was suddenly surprised.

His gaze rested on two small porcelain bottles on the floor.

Those small porcelain bottles were originally filled with True Elemental Elixirs.

Last night when he was cultivating, he had poured out the elixirs without replacing the caps, just leaving them on the floor.

But now, he noticed that half a bottle of water had somehow appeared in the two small porcelain bottles.

The bottles were clearly dry, so how could there be water?

Ning Fan picked up one of the small porcelain bottles and brought it curiously to his lips.