At this mont, Luv Shanqi led Ding Fan to the room where Zhao Shanhe was resting.
There were two Spirit Sect disciples inside the room taking care of him.
Ding Fan walked into the room and used his Divine Sense to check on Zhao Shanhe's condition. There was a palm imprint on his chest. His face was pale with little blood color.
However, at this ti, his injuries were not serious. It seed that Luv Shanqi and others had already treated him before. But Zhao Shanhe's Sea of Consciousness was severely injured, and it would take so ti before he could wake up.
Ding Fan took out a Sixth Grade Pill from his storage ring and handed it to the disciple responsible for care. "Give this Pill to Protector Zhao to take later."
Zhao Shanhe's injury was to the Sea of Consciousness, and Ding Fan couldn't wake him now. He could only be slowly nursed back to health.
The disciple agreed and took the Pill Ding Fan gave.
"Have the people from the Immortal Sect been here?" Ding Fan asked.
Luv Shanqi nodded. "They've been sending people for the past two days. However, I still feel that Protector Zhao's incident is related to the Immortal Sect."
"Let's talk outside." Ding Fan said.
Luv Shanqi also felt that this wasn't the place to talk, so he followed Ding Fan out of Luv Shanqi's resting room.
"Protector Luv, have you heard of Cultivators?" Ding Fan said.
"Cultivators?" Luv Shanqi was startled. He didn't expect Ding Fan to ask about this. "I've heard that Cultivation can lead to becoming immortals. It's said to be very powerful. I have looked into so information about Cultivators before. During the Tang and Song dynasties, there were records of Cultivation, but after the Mongol Yuan Dynasty invasion, Cultivators seed to have disappeared.
Leader, why do you suddenly ask about this?"
Ding Fan didn't intend to hide it from Luv Shanqi. "You should know about Sea Sect Leader Wan Hualiang being killed and the Li Family of Black Mountain being destroyed."
Luv Shanqi nodded. "I know."
"A group of Cultivators did these things," Ding Fan said calmly.
"Cultivators?" Luv Shanqi's eyes widened in disbelief.
After so many years, Cultivators had beco legends, and now Ding Fan was talking about them again!
At that mont, Ding Fan narrated how he captured Mutu and also told the entire story of Feng Qianxing to Luv Shanqi.
After hearing Ding Fan's words, Luv Shanqi's expression beca serious.
When researching ancient texts, Luv Shanqi had so understanding of Cultivators. They were people with Great Divine Powers who could reach the heavens and explore the depths of the earth.
If Feng Qianxing and others truly wanted to be enemies with the Ancient Martial World, they could hardly oppose such adversaries.
"Leader, are you saying that Protector Zhao's injuries were caused by Cultivators?" Luv Shanqi asked.
"It's hard to say right now, but I don't think these things were done by the people of the Immortal Sect. Firstly, the Immortal Sect has no conflict with us. Secondly, even if they wanted to deal with us, why would they act on their own turf?" Ding Fan said.
Luv Shanqi nodded, feeling that Ding Fan's argunt made sense.
"There's another thing I need to tell you." At that mont, Ding Fan recounted the event of the Ghost Sect Master being slain.
Luv Shanqi was so surprised that his mouth was agape.
This news was even more shocking than the Cultivators.
The Ghost Sect had always been ambitious; previously, they blocked the Immortal Sect's spatial channel and later attempted to target the Spirit Sect.
Although Luv Shanqi had never t the Ghost Sect Master, the master was known for intelligence and courage. How could such a person be easily killed?
Ding Fan recounted the event outside Liyi City, where the Ghost Sect mbers launched a full-scale attack.
"The opponents' plan was to eliminate . If the Ghost Sect, Spirit Sect, and Immortal Sect, the Three Great Inner Hidden Sects, were thrown into disarray, the world would plunge into chaos. At that point, Feng Qianxing and others could benefit from it."
Luv Shanqi's expression beca thoroughly serious. He truly hadn't expected the situation to be as it currently was.
"Leader, what should we do now?"
"What we need to do now is to unite the Hidden Sects and face the external threats together." Ding Fan said.
Luv Shanqi nodded.
"Additionally, we need to ensure complete control over the situation at the Hidden Sect Conference. I think this Hidden Sect Conference will not be peaceful. Later, go to the Immortal Sect and ask them to prepare more experts to help us oversee this conference."
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away." Luv Shanqi wasted no ti and imdiately turned to leave.
Ding Fan didn't rest either. He disguised himself as Duorou and strolled around the island.
With the Hidden Sect Conference approaching, Serpent Island was already overcrowded.
After patrolling the front of Serpent Island, Ding Fan proceeded to the back of the island.
The back of Serpent Island was a forest filled with tropical trees. Due to the presence of many poisonous insects, few people ventured there.
"You people of the Immortal Sect are too shaless to do such despicable things."
Ding Fan had initially planned to take a quick look before leaving, but as he reached this spot, he overheard a voice.
Ding Fan paused in surprise.
He extended his Divine Sense and soon discovered a group of people not far away.
Ding Fan imdiately concealed himself and approached quietly, eager to see what exactly was happening there.
Without any delay, Ding Fan reached the location and hid behind a large rock.
At this mont, two groups of people stood in the depths of the forest.
One of the groups consisted of only three people, one man and two won, and from the current situation, they seed to be at a disadvantage.
Upon careful observation, Ding Fan recognized one of the three people.
Among them was none other than Na Cheng, the leader of the Ming Sect.
The Ming Sect, being the largest force after the Three Great Hidden Sects, was the last person Ding Fan expected to encounter here.
Na Cheng, covered in blood and wielding a sword with one hand, was desperately protecting the two won behind him.
The two won behind him were twins, both equally beautiful with equally impressive figures, but at the mont they were hiding behind Na Cheng in terror.
Standing opposite Na Cheng were three more people.
These three were around fifty years old, but their cultivation levels were terrifying, at least at the Profound Level or higher.
Ding Fan used his Divine Sense to carefully probe and soon discovered sothing different about one of the n with a beard among the three.
The aura of that man wasn't that of a Martial Artist's Inner Strength but True Qi from a Cultivator...
Ding Fan's eyes lit up. The bearded man was actually a Cultivator.
"You Immortal Sect people are so overbearing. Once we've set our sights on soone, there's no letting them escape," said the bearded man, raising his hand to reveal a longsword. "Old thing, if you don't want to die, you'd better make yourself scarce. Otherwise, I'll annihilate your very soul, leaving you beyond redemption!"
Na Cheng's eyes were full of determination. "Even if I die today, I absolutely won't let you succeed! If you want to bully my Ming Sect disciples, you'll have to step over my dead body."
"Oh, really... do you think we're afraid?" The bearded man's lips curled into a malevolent smirk, his eyes full of killing intent. "The three of us will take this old fossil down, but rember, he mustn't die. I want to see with my own eyes how we humiliate those disciples of the Ming Sect right in front of him!"
"Heh heh... Understood!"
"I've been waiting for this for a long ti!"
They said to each other.
Na Cheng, seeing the people in front of him, had a hint of despair in his eyes. He knew there was no way he could deal with even one of them, let alone all three charging at him at once. It was impossible for him to hold his ground.
"Ying Qing, Ying Xue!" Na Cheng called out determinedly. "Listen carefully. If it cos to dying, die with dignity. Don't forget, you are both disciples of my Ming Sect."
Although Na Cheng's words were not explicit, Ying Qing and Ying Xue understood perfectly.
Na Cheng's intention was simple: if he was unable to protect them, the two female disciples should take their own lives.
Na Cheng never considered letting the two female disciples flee as the opponents were all at least at the Profound Level; there was no way for these two to escape their grasp. So the only path left for them was death.
Despite the fear on Ying Qing and Ying Xue's faces, their eyes were resolute. "Master, rest assured, we will not disgrace the Ming Sect."
Shh, shh...
Both Ying Qing and Ying Xue drew their longswords without hesitation, moving to cut their own throats.
Na Cheng could not bear to see his disciples commit suicide right in front of him and quickly turned his head away.
In his heart, Na Cheng felt imnse sorrow, utterly unable to protect his disciples as the dignified leader of the Ming Sect.
At that mont, two sharp cries suddenly erupted.
Squeak, squeak...
Everyone present was montarily stunned.
Then, Ying Qing and Ying Xue, who were about to end their lives, cried out in surprise, and upon looking, found their longswords had fallen to the ground.
Na Cheng was taken aback, and right then, a figure appeared before him.
Na Cheng looked at the man before him, bewildered, as he had never seen this person before and was montarily dumbfounded.
The person was none other than Ding Fan.
Ding Fan had used Duorou disguise, so Na Cheng did not recognize him.
Ding Fan had been hiding all the while, and upon seeing the two Ming Sect disciples forced to commit suicide, he had no choice but to intervene. If he waited any longer, the two might have succeeded in killing themselves.
Now was not the ti for greetings, so Ding Fan nodded at Na Cheng before directing his gaze at the three people opposite them.
The three n on the opposite side beca serious upon seeing Ding Fan.
Especially the bearded man, who had been using his Divine Sense to monitor the surroundings, afraid soone might interfere with their plans.
But he had not detected Ding Fan's approach at all.
"How dare you impersonate disciples of the Immortal Sect. It seems you truly deserve death!" Ding Fan coldly addressed the three n opposite him.
The three n opposite were slightly taken aback.
"Kid, we are indeed disciples of the Immortal Sect, no need to keep up the act," said the bearded man, raising his longsword. "Get lost before I start killing!"
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