Beastmaster

Chapter 601 Inheritance!

An Wu and Jing Mo Ning did not walk together, but each went their own way.

Whenever An Wu arrives at a place, he will recall the beautiful life he once had there.

But to Jing Mo Ning, everything here was curious and new. She did not stay in any place for too long, but she stayed at her father's seat for a long time.

In the hall, An Wu stood below and looked at Jing Mo Ning who was sitting in front of Jing Cangming's throne.

"Sit on it and take a look," Dark Mist said softly.

Jing Mo Ning suddenly turned around and said timidly, "Is it okay?"

"Haha, you are his daughter. If you can't do it, who can?" An Wu said with a smile looking at Jing Mo Ning.

Upon hearing this, Jing Mo Ning smiled and then slowly placed her hand on the armrest of the throne.

Then, she turned around and sat on the throne.

In just that instant, Jing Mo Ning's aura suddenly increased, as if it had reached its peak.

An Wu was stunned. If Jing Mo Ning was a man, at this moment, An Wu would probably kneel down to welcome the return of Emperor Ming.

"Uncle Wu? Uncle Wu?" Jing Mo Ning called out twice as he looked at An Wu who was lost in his memories below, but An Wu did not respond.

"Uncle Wu? Are you okay?"

At this time, An Wu suddenly came back to his senses and laughed, "It's okay, you and your father are so much like each other."

After hearing An Wu's words, Jing Mo Ning chuckled and said, "Compared to my father, I seem to be far behind."

After saying that, Jing Mo Ning stood up consciously, looked at the throne behind him and said, "I hope that one day, I can sit on this seat with dignity because I have surpassed my father."

After hearing Jing Mo Ning's words, An Wu couldn't help but feel shocked again, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What I thought in my heart was that you are worthy of being the eldest brother’s daughter. With this ambition, you are worthy of the throne.

At this moment, what Dark Mist saw was not Jing Cangming, nor Jing Mo Ning, but inheritance! It was the future of Ming Mansion! The future of the world!

Jing Mo Ning didn't stay for too long. She turned around and walked down, taking An Wu's arm, "Come on, Uncle Wu, take me somewhere else."

An Wu nodded and smiled dotingly, "Let me wrap some blood and energy around you, so that I can take you to other places."

"Really?!" Jing Mo Ning was immediately surprised.

"Yes, really. By the way, I also want to find out some information," said Dark Mist.

"Hahaha, Uncle Wu is really the best," Jing Mo Ning held An Wu's arm and danced non-stop.

An Wu smiled, then he waved his hand, and a faint black and red blood began to flow out of his body.

Then, Dark Mist guided Jing Mo Ning, using his own dark energy to wrap it up and wrap it around his body, making it invisible but still perceptible.

Jing Mo Ning is very talented and she learns very quickly. In just an incense stick of time, she can easily control the entanglement of blood and energy.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Dark Mist proudly.

An Wu just chuckled, in fact he was also shocked by this.

"Let's go," said Dark Mist, looking at Jing Mo Ning, who was surrounded by blood.

Jing Mo Ning nodded, and then under the guidance of An Wu, she simply modified her face using the dark style.

Although no one in the sky has ever seen Jing Mo Ning's appearance, she and Jing Cangming are really similar.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she was asked to make some modifications to her facial features.

"Is it okay, Uncle Wu?" Jing Mo Ning made her appearance a little rougher, looking like a battle-hardened female warrior.

Dark Mist nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's go."

Afterwards, the uncle and nephew left the Ming Mansion Hall and headed towards the foot of Wanjie Mountain.

"Uncle Wu, since I can change my appearance, can everyone else do it too? Wouldn't it be much easier for us to move around?" Jing Mo Ning said with surprise as he looked at An Wu.

An Wu nodded and said, "That's true in theory, but we don't have enough blood and energy. If a large number of people go missing, it will probably arouse suspicion and be disadvantageous to us."

Jing Mo Ning nodded, "I understand. Then will the blood energy in my body dissipate?"

"Yes, so we need to replenish our blood and energy frequently," said Dark Mist.

"Then are we going to kill someone?" Jing Mo Ning was obviously timid and afraid of killing.

Dark Mist touched her head and said, "You will have to experience these things sooner or later. In the sky, we are facing the enemy of the entire world. Death is a common occurrence, so you must get familiar with it as soon as possible."

Although Jing Mo Ning was extremely reluctant, she became determined when she thought of her father, everyone's longing for her father, and Uncle Tie and Grandpa Yin.

"I understand, Uncle Wu, don't worry, I will adapt as soon as possible."

After hearing Jing Mo Ning's words, An Wu looked at the girl with satisfaction.

Although Jing Mo Ning is already quite old now, in the world of cultivation, he is still a child at this age.

However, An Wu was still relieved and satisfied that she could recognize the cruelty of reality.

As the two continued to move forward, they soon left Wanjie Mountain and came to the area where Wanjie Mountain belonged.

On the Wanjie Mountain, Jing Mo Ning had never seen a foreign believer, but it was different when he came down. Foreign lower-level gods could be seen everywhere.

"Mo Ning, let's not go too far. The person I turned into is still alive and not far away from us, so we have to be careful and cautious," An Wu said to Jing Mo Ning with some concern.

"Okay, Uncle Wu, I'll follow you," Jing Mo Ning said seriously.

She knew how serious this matter was.

Dark Mist nodded and said, "Let's go to the next town."

The two came to a town. In fact, if it was Pengzhan who came, he would definitely be very familiar with this place.

That’s right, this is the town where Pengzhan used to open a restaurant.

The town now is very different from before. The air is filled with blood, and there are even corpses piled up in inconspicuous places such as street corners.

These corpses were the result of infighting among foreign believers who had grudges against each other or went to war because of some friction.

In fact, dried bloodstains can be seen everywhere on the streets.

"It seems that the foreign king is not very strict in managing them," Anwu sighed as he looked at the blood mist filling the surroundings.

"How cruel!" Jing Mo Ning, who saw such a scene for the first time, couldn't help but feel nauseous and even almost vomited.

"Adapt as quickly as possible and don't let others notice the clues."

Jing Mo Ning suppressed the discomfort in her heart and nodded, then followed An Wu.