Ning Fa walked towards the southwest, relying on the memories in his mind.
Looking around, he saw patches of orderly spirit fields everywhere. Countless spiritual plants swayed in the wind, vibrant and green, creating a beautiful landscape.
He saw cultivators walking among the spirit fields, chanting incantations and forming hand seals. Misty spiritual rain was unleashed from their hands, showering the surrounding spiritual plants. The mist was hazy, like a fairyland.
This sight made Ning Fa's eyes light up, and he became excited again about transmigrating to this Cultivation World.
Before long, Ning Fa arrived at the doorstep of his maternal aunt Ning Muchun's house. It was a courtyard situated on a small hill, quite spacious, and clearly the best residence in the vicinity.
Ning Fa knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time. Ning Fa frowned, thinking to himself, Could it be that they're deliberately not opening the door because they saw me coming again?
He knocked harder on the door. This time, a middle-aged man quickly opened the door.
The person who appeared was tall, dressed in fine clothes, and had a dignified appearance, exuding considerable authority.
Especially the spiritual pressure of the late Qi Condensation stage made Ning Fa feel a slight sense of oppression at the moment.
When the middle-aged man saw Ning Fa, there was no surprise on his face.
This was because the divine sense of a late Qi Condensation cultivator had a detection range of about ten feet. This middle-aged man naturally knew long ago that the person arriving was Ning Fa.
A flicker of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He smiled at Ning Fa and said, "Little Fa, why are you here?"
Ning Fa looked at this person with surprise. This was his maternal uncle by marriage, Meng Jinliang, a cultivator at the late Qi Condensation stage.
What surprised Ning Fa was that when the original body came to find him and his aunt before, this uncle by marriage didn't have such a good expression. Why was he acting so out of character today?
Moreover, Ning Fa's observation was keen. He clearly saw the fleeting surprise in Meng Jinliang's eyes, which made him feel a bit suspicious.
But he still replied with a calm expression, "Uncle, I've come to discuss something with you and Aunt."
Meng Jinliang seemed to know what he was going to say. He raised his hand to interrupt him and said lightly, "Little Fa, I know what you want to say. Come inside first. It's fortunate you're here; if you hadn't come, I was planning to look for you."
Hearing this, Ning Fa became even more confused. Had he missed some important information?
However, he decided to deal with whatever came his way. Ning Fa glanced at Meng Jinliang and followed him inside.
Soon, Ning Fa followed him into a very spacious hall, where quite a few people were already seated.
To Ning Fa's surprise, he found that not only his aunt's family was there, but his paternal uncle and fourth uncle's families were also present.
His aunt Ning Muchun, his uncle by marriage Meng Jinliang, and their son Ning Furong.
Because Meng Jinliang was a live-in son-in-law, their children all took the Ning surname.
His paternal uncle Ning Zhengqian, his paternal aunt Guo Ru, and his cousin Ning Zifeng.
His fourth uncle Ning Baiquan's family.
There were also several older cultivators. These people were from Ning Fa's grand-uncle generation. Their cultivation levels were not high, all appearing to be in the early to middle Qi Condensation stages.
It could be said that all the cultivators of their lineage were gathered here, as if discussing something important.
Besides them, there was an old man and a young girl.
The old man was dressed in a black shirt, his face ruddy, showing no signs of old age. Instead, he looked quite shrewd.
But he was just a mortal and clearly seemed a bit reserved in this setting.
Ning Fa had some impression of this person but couldn't recall his name for a moment.
Beside the old man was a young girl in her early teens, wearing a yellow dress. Her skin was as white and smooth as jade, and her appearance was exceptionally beautiful. She was clearly a beauty in the making. At the moment, she was looking at Ning Fa with her large, clear black and white eyes, full of curiosity.
This young girl, however, was a cultivator, at the first level of Qi Condensation. However, her aura was unstable, as if she had just begun cultivating.
Seeing Ning Fa enter, everyone looked at him in unison, their eyes holding various expressions.
Ning Fa also quickly sized up everyone.
He noticed that his paternal uncle Ning Zhengqian's family of three looked somewhat displeased, while his aunt's family wore smiles.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Ning Fa calmly greeted everyone one by one.
"Little Fa, you've arrived just in time. You are also a member of our lineage. This discussion is very important, and we need you to participate."
A middle-aged woman in a light green gauze dress, with a graceful demeanor, said to Ning Fa with a smile.
This woman was Ning Fa's maternal aunt, Ning Muchun, at the sixth level of Qi Condensation.
At this moment, she was seated in the head position, representing her status as the person in charge of their lineage.
Ning Fa's suspicion that his aunt and uncle by marriage had some intentions towards him grew stronger.
She had never treated him with such a gentle attitude before; calling it avoiding him like the plague would be an understatement.
Seeing his maternal aunt about to speak again, Ning Fa spoke first, "Aunt, since so many elders are here, I have something I want to say."
As if guessing what Ning Fa intended to say, Ning Muchun stopped speaking, only a mocking smile appearing on her lips.
Ning Fa frowned slightly. He glanced around at everyone, then looked back at Ning Muchun and said solemnly, "Aunt, when will you return the deed for the shop on Jinchang Island that my father left me? Your nephew is in dire need of Spirit Stones right now."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into an unusual silence. Everyone's expression varied.
Ning Muchun and Meng Jinliang wore expressions of "as expected," but Ning Fa bringing it up so directly in public still made their expressions turn cold.