A few minutes later, He Mingyuan's nephew was the first to wake up.
As soon as he awoke, he started shouting about ghosts and the like, his face full of terror. It was He Mingyuan who quickly comforted him, and upon seeing the other workers around, he gradually calmed down.
He then learned from He Mingyuan about what had happened and, realizing that Ning Wangshu had saved him, hurriedly came over to express his gratitude.
About ten minutes later, the finance officer from Zhang Yong's company arrived with a few security guards, finally bringing the money.
"Boss Zhang, the money is all here..."
The finance officer handed a suitcase he was carrying to Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong took it and immediately opened it. Inside were stacks of cash. He said, "Brother Ning, please count it..."
Ning Wangshu glanced at it, casually took out two stacks of cash, and said, "No need, I trust you're smart enough not to mess with this."
"Otherwise, you should know what the consequences would be if you dared to tamper with the money and offend me."
Zhang Yong chuckled awkwardly and quickly said, "Brother Ning is right, I wouldn't dare to offend someone like you over a mere million."
Ning Wangshu gave him a look and said, "Alright, close the suitcase. I'll take the money!"
"Okay, okay..."
Zhang Yong quickly responded, immediately closing the suitcase and offering it with both hands.
Ning Wangshu did not take it directly but waved his hand, and in the next moment, the suitcase disappeared into thin air in front of everyone...
Seeing this, Zhang Yong and the other workers around him gaped in shock at Ning Wangshu.
After storing the suitcase of cash into his storage ring, Ning Wangshu bid farewell to He Mingyuan and then turned to leave...
After Ning Wangshu left, Zhang Yong took a deep breath and couldn't help but exclaim, "It seems Brother Ning really is a god-like figure, making that suitcase disappear with just a wave of his hand!"
The others around him nodded in agreement.
What they had witnessed today was too shocking for them.
It completely shattered their previous understanding of the world...
At this moment, Zhang Yong suddenly remembered the four pieces of 'white paper' in his hand. After what he had just seen, he believed in these 'Daoist talismans' a bit more.
So, he immediately said, "Let's go, stick all these talismans up right away..."
...
On the other side.
After leaving the construction site, Ning Wangshu headed straight back to Linchuan No.13 High School.
He originally wanted to buy some things for his sister, but since school was about to end, he didn't have enough time and decided to wait until the afternoon.
However, he did buy some sacrificial offerings and spirit money nearby, to prepare for visiting his mother's grave later.
He waited at the school gate for a while, and finally, the lunchtime bell rang.
"Ruoxuan, over here!"
Ning Wangshu waved and called out.
"Brother, how long have you been waiting?"
Ning Ruoxuan hurriedly ran over.
"I just got here a little while ago. Let's go, we'll find a place to talk."
Ning Wangshu took Ning Ruoxuan's hand and started walking.
"Find a place?"
Ning Ruoxuan was puzzled, "Aren't we taking a taxi right away? Qingniu Mountain is quite far from here. If we don't go early, we might not make it back before afternoon classes."
"Don't worry, you'll see in a bit."
Soon, Ning Wangshu found a secluded corner, confirmed there was no one around, and immediately cast a concealment incantation to hide both himself and his sister.
Then, he summoned the Wangshu Sword...
Seeing this, Ning Ruoxuan couldn't help but be surprised, "Brother, aren't you afraid of being seen by others?"
She instinctively looked around as she spoke.
Ning Wangshu smiled, "No need to worry. I've already used a spell to conceal both of us. No one can see us now, including my flying sword."
"Really? That's amazing! Isn't it just like being invisible?"
Ning Ruoxuan was full of wonder.
"Pretty much, but my concealment spell is much more powerful than simple invisibility. Not only can others not see us with the naked eye, but they also can't detect us by any other means."
Ning Wangshu chuckled and then said, "Alright, enough talk. Come on, Ruoxuan, let's go..."
With that, he pulled Ning Ruoxuan up onto the flying sword.
In an instant, the sword soared into the sky!
"Ah..."
Ning Ruoxuan gasped in shock, clutching Ning Wangshu's arm tightly. She glanced down, her legs going weak and her face turning pale.
Seeing this, Ning Wangshu couldn't help but chuckle, patting her shoulder, "Don't be afraid, I'm supporting you with spiritual power. You won't fall!"
Hearing his words, Ning Ruoxuan indeed felt an invisible force holding her up, which calmed her down a bit.
However, she looked down again and felt her heart race, quickly averting her gaze and taking several deep breaths, not daring to look down anymore...
Watching his sister's reaction, Ning Wangshu found it amusing, "No need to be so tense. You'll get used to it after I take you flying a few more times."
Upon hearing this, Ning Ruoxuan shook her head vigorously, quickly saying, "No, I'd rather take a car in the future. This is too high, it's scary..." This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
Ning Wangshu smiled and shook his head, "What's there to be afraid of? Once I teach you immortal cultivation, you'll be able to fly on a sword yourself. You might as well get used to it now."
"Teach me immortal cultivation?"
Ning Ruoxuan's eyes widened, looking up at Ning Wangshu.
"Of course, you're my sister. I definitely have to teach you immortal cultivation so you can live long too."
"After all, for cultivators, a mortal's fleeting hundred years is just a blink of an eye. I don't want to lose you, my only family, in a few decades!"
"Brother, can I really cultivate immortality too?"
Ning Ruoxuan's breath quickened, looking eager yet hesitant.
Ning Wangshu smiled, "Why not? With me here, you can rest assured! Tonight, I'll help you establish your foundation and teach you how to cultivate!"
"Okay!"
Ning Ruoxuan smiled brightly, nodding with anticipation.
Before long, Ning Wangshu brought Ning Ruoxuan to the Qingniu Mountain cemetery, landing in a secluded corner, "Ruoxuan, take me to mom's grave."
"Alright!"
Ning Ruoxuan nodded and quickly led Ning Wangshu to a tombstone, "Brother, here it is..."
"Okay."
Ning Wangshu responded in a low voice, looking at the tombstone in front of him, taking a deep breath as emotions surged uncontrollably. Then, with a 'thud,' he knelt before his mother's grave...
"Mom, I'm back! I've come to see you! Your unfilial son not only failed to fulfill his duty but also caused you misfortune while searching for me..."
Tears welled up in Ning Wangshu's eyes, his face full of sorrow.
A child wishing to care for their parents when it's too late is one of life's great sorrows.
And Ning Wangshu's sorrow went beyond that.
Because, in a way, he indirectly caused his mother's death. The pain, guilt, and remorse filled his heart.
Seeing her brother like this, Ning Ruoxuan felt deeply upset.
She could only gently pat Ning Wangshu's shoulder, taking a deep breath to comfort him, "Brother, don't be too sad."
"I believe that if mom's spirit is watching over us, she'd be happy and relieved to see you return safely."
"What's done is done, and being sad won't change anything. I think mom wouldn't want you to dwell in guilt and remorse but rather hope for us to live well."
Ning Wangshu took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his emotions, and looked at his sister, "You're right, no matter what, we have to look forward."
With that, Ning Wangshu looked at his mother's tombstone again, whispering, "Mom, don't worry. Now that I'm back, I'll take good care of Ruoxuan and won't let her suffer any grievances or bullying..."
Then, Ning Wangshu took out the sacrificial offerings and spirit money he had bought earlier, placing the offerings and silently burning the spirit money for his mother...