Ding Fan had slain Qi Sirong, and rummaged through his belongings afterward.
The first thing Ding Fan found was the Magical Treasure that could conceal Qi Sirong's cultivation aura, a piece of Jade, which made Ding Fan sowhat ecstatic. Currently, Ding Fan's strength was not strong, so the Jade was the most precious thing for him.
Besides the Jade, Ding Fan had no interest in taking Qi Sirong's Gold Watch or anything of the sort, as it was of no use to him. After burning Qi Sirong's body along with the car, he then darted into the forest.
Ding Fan had his own plans, and now, with many enemies against him, he could only hide in this forest at such a precarious ti.
Ding Fan imdiately used the Wind Pursuit Technique and went sprinting wildly through the forest. If soone had seen this scene at that mont, their jaws would have surely dropped in astonishnt.
Ding Fan's figure was nimble and agile among the trees, leaping and dodging with such proficiency that perhaps even the Mountain Cats and beasts of the forest couldn't match his movent technique…
After running wildly all night, Ding Fan finally reached the center of the Primal Forest.
He thought this place was rather nice, quiet, and peaceful, and if he cultivated here, he wouldn't be disturbed by people from the outside.
After looking around, Ding Fan was quite lucky to find a cave.
Originally, the cave was a wild bear's den, but Ding Fan didn't need to exert much effort to kill the wild bear. Upon skinning it to make a mat, Ding Fan also cut off the bear's at to dry. This way, he wouldn't need to waste ti searching for food and could concentrate on cultivation.
After getting everything ready, Ding Fan took out the Spiritstone Essence and started to cultivate.
In the fight with Shi Kefang, the Fifth Elder of the White Lotus Sect, Ding Fan had sustained so injuries, and only after ditating and breathing for another day did he slowly open his eyes. By then his wounds were no longer a serious concern, and the True Qi within him had once again beco abundant.
It had gotten dark outside, and after eating so dried bear at, Ding Fan prepared to go out for a walk.
But at that mont, he heard faint footsteps approaching from far to near. Ding Fan was startled; this was the heart of the forest, where ordinary people could hardly reach. Who could be coming here at this ti?
"Junior sister, you're going to suffocate . Let your senior brother quench his thirst properly..."
Just then, two people entered the cave, a man and a woman, both of whom seed to be about Ding Fan's age and, judging by their aura, were both practitioners of Ancient Martial Arts.
By the moonlight shining through the cave entrance, Ding Fan could clearly see the two people.
The man was of dium height, with a burly build, exuding a sowhat violent aura. As for the woman, she wasn't ugly, but she had a foxy look about her that made it clear she was no good.
The mont the man entered the cave, he started to grope the woman without restraint.
"Senior brother, what's the rush? There's soone here..." The woman pushed the man away from her and spoke with a tone of dissatisfaction.
"Soone?" The man swept his gaze around the inside of the cave.
The cave wasn't very big, so he imdiately spotted Ding Fan sitting off to the side.
Coming across soone in the wilderness was shocking; anyone who could make it here was not to be trifled with.
However, after scrutinizing Ding Fan, the man's face showed no caution, but instead, scorn.
He couldn't sense any traces of Inner Strength from Ding Fan, which indicated that the person before him was just an ordinary person.
"What a drag..." The woman glared at Ding Fan and then told the man beside her, "Wuren, just kill him. Then he won't interfere with our good ti..."
Ding Fan was taken aback for a mont. This woman's heart was quite vicious; he had been in the cave before them, and now they wanted to kill him just because of their tryst.
A smug smile crossed the lips of the man called Wuren.
In Wuren's eyes, Ding Fan was frail and dressed very plainly. Since Ding Fan had the Jade that concealed his cultivation aura, Wuren saw him as nothing more than a re commoner; killing him would be as easy as squashing an ant...
"Junior sister Hua Er, today I'll let you see that your brother Wuren is not only skilled in bed..."
Without wasting any ti, Wuren took a Nine Rings Great Saber from his back.
The saber's sheer size indicated its weight; the blade, thick as a finger and three feet long, was clearly a killer weapon.
With the saber in hand, Wuren leaped beside Ding Fan and without a word, swung it down fiercely.
Ding Fan's brows were tightly knit.
He had never t the other party; they were re strangers, and yet this pair wanted his life!
Even gods show anger, and at that mont, Ding Fan was no exception. As the saber was about to strike his forehead, he extended two fingers at the last mont.
Hum... Ding Fan actually caught the incoming saber between his fingers.
Wuren had thought his strike would slice Ding Fan in two.
Yet to Wuren's astonishnt, his full-force chop was stopped just as it was about to hit, held in place by just two of Ding Fan's fingers.
Wuren knew his saber weighed at least twenty to thirty pounds and with the force behind his swing, the impact should have been several hundred pounds.
But even with such a forceful might, the seemingly frail and skinny person opposite him caught it directly with just two fingers.
At this mont, not to ntion Wuren's surprise, the woman nad Hua Er beside him also had her eyes widened in shock. If she had not seen it with her own eyes, how could she ever believe what was happening before her? Soone was actually able to catch the full-force strike of Wuren, the Human Level Third Grade with Innate Divine Strength.
"You…" Wuren's face started to look a bit unsightly. He suddenly exerted his strength, trying to take back his great saber from Ding Fan's hands.
However, the object clamped by Ding Fan was not so easily taken back. No matter how hard Wuren tried, his great saber seed to be welded between Ding Fan's two fingers, immovable...
Woosh, woosh, woosh...
Just as Ding Fan and Wuren were at a stalemate, the woman next to them suddenly made her move, shooting a row of fine needles toward Ding Fan, covering his face like a torrential downpour.
The needlework of the opponent was dense, and Ding Fan could feel with his Divine Sense that there were faint traces of poison gas leaking from those fine needles. So, those fine needles Hua Er shot were likely all Poison Needles…
At that mont, in Hua Er's view, the distance between her and Ding Fan wasn't far, and since she was launching a surprise attack, there was no way for him to dodge…
But before Hua Er could finish her smug thoughts, Ding Fan's right hand suddenly exerted force. Wuren, who had been attacking Ding Fan a mont before, was now lifted in front of him like a little chicken. All the fine needles shot by Hua Er hit Wuren instead.
Wuren was then struck by Hua Er's fine needles, wailing in pain...
"You're damn right... can't you watch where you're shooting…" Wuren cursed loudly...
Hua Er's face turned ugly. She knew the difference between herself and Ding Fan was too great. After hesitating for a bit, Hua Er casually grabbed a handful of poison needles from the cloth pouch she carried and threw them directly at Ding Fan and Wuren.
By that ti, Wuren was already scared out of his wits.
The might of the poison needles Hua Er carried was not known to others, but he was well aware. A single poison needle could kill a large elephant; if one of those many needles hit him, wouldn't he be finished?
However, Wuren didn't even have the chance to shout a warning before Hua Er had already thrown a swath of poison needles.
The poison needles ford a solid wall with not a single gap...
At that mont, Wuren was so frightened that he closed his eyes.
Whoosh, whoosh… The sound of the poison needles whooshing by was clear to Wuren...
Wuren clenched his teeth and kept his eyes shut tight, but after a long wait, he didn't feel a single needle pierce his body. When he stealthily opened his eyes, he found himself unknowingly perched on a high tree, lifted there by Ding Fan.
Hua Er was stunned. Her move, which was like a shower of rain, had been her crowning skill after years of practice, and it had never failed before. Yet the opponent was actually able to dodge it while carrying soone...
At this mont, Hua Er was dumbfounded. She also realized her current situation: Ding Fan's skills were superior, and if she stayed here, she would only et death!
Hua Er took advantage of the mont Ding Fan was too occupied to deal with her and made her escape with a quick movent of her feet.
But how could Ding Fan possibly give her the chance to escape? With a flick of his right hand, a Wind Blade was swiftly sent slicing through the air, cutting Hua Er into two in an instant.
Condensing wind into a blade!
Shit... Wuren was completely dumbfounded. He had only heard of this Martial Skill but had never seen it before. How could he have imagined that a man barely past twenty could condense wind into a blade...
At this ti, Wuren finally understood that Ding Fan was clearly playing the fool to catch the wise; there must be a Magical Treasure on his person that could conceal his cultivation. Otherwise, how could it be possible that he couldn't detect Ding Fan's cultivation?
"Senior, please spare my life!"
By now, Wuren couldn't have failed to see the situation for what it was, and imdiately he knelt down.
Ding Fan had no desire to waste words with Wuren. These two people had barged into his Cultivation Cave Abode, and without any reason, they had tried to slay him. How could Ding Fan possibly show rcy to such people?
"Senior, if you don't kill , I can tell you about the treasure of Changan Ridge…"
Ding Fan's body was filled with killing intent, which Wuren could not fail to sense. Hastily, he started to speak.
"The treasure of Changan Ridge?" Ding Fan looked puzzled as he glanced at Wuren. "What is that?"
Wuren quickly spoke.
"I'm not exactly sure what the treasure is, but it is said to be an Ancient Sword from ancient tis. The power of that Ancient Sword is extraordinary; it is said that whoever possesses it can go unchallenged across the world, unmatched under the heavens…
The Ancient Sword? A relic?
"Senior, if you can spare my life, I am willing to give you the Treasure Map…"
As Ding Fan was still hesitating, Wuren neatly took out a piece of paper from inside a Gold Bracelet on his wrist.
Ding Fan was taken aback, and at this mont, Wuren had already carefully unfolded the map.
"Senior, this here is the exact location of where the Ancient Sword is hidden…"
Ding Fan took the map, scrutinizing it closely. However, the scenery depicted on the map was quite different from his current surroundings, which caused so doubts about the map's authenticity…
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