He Zhankui was utterly stunned. After all, he was a Sixth Grade Human-Level Martial Artist, but in front of Ding Fan, he was simply no match at all. The ease with which his arms had been severed was astonishing.
"How did you know I was here in Changan Ridge?" Ding Fan stood with his hands behind his back.
Initially, after Ding Fan had killed Qi Sirong, he had hidden in Changan Ridge, mainly to evade his enemies' pursuit.
Ding Fan had been very careful, but he hadn't expected that the He Family would still manage to track him down here.
At this mont, He Zhankui's whole body trembled unceasingly from the pain, his eyes full of resentnt as he stared at Ding Fan. "You want to know, but I just won't let you."
Ding Fan rely smiled lightly. "I have at least a hundred ways to make you talk… Let's choose a simple one, I can just turn you into a human stick…"
This wasn't about being cruel. In a world where power reigned supre, Ding Fan believed that if he fell into He Zhankui's hands, his fate would be absolutely miserable.
He Zhankui lifted his head to look at Ding Fan, and at that mont, their eyes t.
Ding Fan's gaze was calm, but deep within his pupils, there was a hint of a decisive, ruthless determination…
He Zhankui couldn't help but shudder, and at this mont, he had no doubts about Ding Fan's words. For the first ti, hesitation appeared in his eyes.
After pondering for a while, He Zhankui finally spoke again. "If I tell you, can you let go?"
Ding Fan snorted lightly. "You don't have the capital to negotiate with ."
He Zhankui furrowed his brows, seemingly at a loss for thoughts at the mont.
Whoosh! Ding Fan made his move.
Pfft… Before He Zhankui even realized what had happened, his right ear had been cleanly severed.
"If you continue to delay, I won't mind severing your head next…" Ding Fan said with an icy tone.
"I… I'll talk…" He Zhankui, at this mont, dared not delay any further.
His body had limited parts, and if he annoyed him further, wouldn't that an all of them might be cut off?
Ding Fan was silent at this ti, simply listening quietly.
In between, He Zhankui said, "People from the Yanjing Royal Family said you were in Dongcheng, but when I arrived, Qi Sirong from the White Lotus Sect had taken you to Changan Ridge… While investigating the burnt vehicle, I noticed from the surrounding footprints that you had definitely entered Changan Ridge… After I inford the Wang Family, they had people block all the major access points to Changan Ridge…"
It was the Yanjing Royal Family again.
Ding Fan's brow furrowed slightly; back when the Ding Family was annihilated overnight, it had been the Wang Family's doing. After his rebirth, the Wang Family had repeatedly tried to kill him. It seed that sooner or later, he would have to settle accounts with this Wang Family properly.
"Besides your He Family mbers, are there others from the Wang Family around Changan Ridge now?" Ding Fan asked.
"The Wang Family hired so formidable assassins; they are all waiting for you to show up…" At this mont, He Zhankui dared not lie.
Ding Fan's expression grew stern, having avoided confrontation all along, but the Wang Family was relentless in their pursuit. A fierce killing intent flashed across his eyes.
"Considering you could track my whereabouts by footprints, why didn't you lead the Wang Family into the forest to pursue …" Ding Fan looked at He Zhankui.
"Inside the forest, at that ti, the situation was incredibly complex. Besides you, there were 3567 other groups… If a misunderstanding arose, it would have been difficult to explain…" He Zhankui spoke quite truthfully.
Ding Fan found it amusing; while he had helped Li Yu and others in the forest, secretly, they had also helped him. The He Family and the Wang Family feared the 3567 groups, which was why they hadn't pursued him into the mountains.
"Please spare my life, I can guarantee that the He Family from Hao Mountain will never dare to seek revenge on you again." At this mont, He Zhankui knelt on the ground with a thud.
Although it was shaful for others to know he was kneeling to a junior begging for his life, he was willing to lose face for the sake of survival.
Swish… Ding Fan executed a hand chop, severing He Zhankui's throat cleanly, and his body heavily fell to the ground.
Ding Fan didn't believe a word He Zhankui said, concerning how the He Family would never seek revenge again; that was rely child's play.
Ding Fan had killed He Chen, and now he had also severed He Zhankui's arms, making it impossible for such hatred to be easily resolved.
If there truly was a way to eliminate that hatred, then only one thod existed: absolute shock, making the opponent feel utterly powerless and utterly hopeless, only then would they abandon their hatred.
Returning good for evil, at certain tis, is nothing more than wishful thinking. Without strength, using only 'virtue' to convince others was just like 'the farr and the snake' story.
Only when they feel that you are immovable will those enemies dare not co again.
After Ding Fan had killed He Zhankui, he thought about the current situation for a mont. His hiding in this forest was no longer a secret, so he had already decided not to stay here any longer.
However, before leaving, Ding Fan wanted to clarify one thing, which was that he had obtained a map from that couple.
During the fight with He Zhankui, Ding Fan had thought the winding paths on the map could very well be the rivers within the forest.
Thereupon, Ding Fan took He Zhankui's soft sword, and on his corpse, he found a porcelain bottle labeled "Foundation Establishnt dicine Pill"."
When Ding Fan saw the three characters for Foundation Establishnt dicine Pill, he was overwheld with ecstasy. In the Cultivation World, such a pill was a priceless treasure, the top dicine pill for cultivators at the Qi cultivation stage.
However, when Ding Fan opened the porcelain bottle, he was very disappointed to find that it was just so ordinary dicine pills for recovering inner strength. It was worlds apart from the Cultivation World's Foundation Establishnt dicine Pill. Nonetheless, Ding Fan did not waste them and tossed the dicine pills directly into his storage ring.
Ding Fan casually threw out a fireball, directly burning He Zhankui's corpse.
Having dealt with these matters, Ding Fan then followed the river using the Wind Pursuit Technique, sprinting all the way.
At that mont, Ding Fan felt it would be great if he could ascend to the Sixth Level of Qi Cultivation. By then, he would be able to perform Sword Flight, and from a high vantage point, he could clearly see whether the river was indeed what was marked on the map.
With no other choice, Ding Fan could only sprint along the river, comparing its direction with the map after feeling it out.
Although Ding Fan's thod was sowhat clumsy, it was very effective. After about a day and a night, Ding Fan was finally able to confirm that his guess was correct.
The winding markings on the map were indeed the rivers within the forest.
After identifying the directions, Ding Fan continued sprinting along the river, and by morning of the second day, he had arrived at the base of a large mountain.
This mountain was quite majestic. Standing at its base, Ding Fan looked up to see the mountain's considerable height, with creek water falling from the mountain, forming a waterfall.
According to the markings on the map, this should be the mountain marked with the words "Ends of the Earth"."
However, after a thorough search, Ding Fan couldn't find any place on the mountain inscribed with the words "Ends of the Earth."
In the Cultivation World, Ding Fan was a Loose Cultivator without anyone to provide him with cultivation resources. He had to find all resources himself, so he had a special sensitivity and tenacity when it ca to searching for things.
By the afternoon of the second day, Ding Fan had found so tricks. In the afternoon sunshine, from the angle of the mountaintop looking towards the waterfall, there appeared to be a dazzling beam of light.
This beam of light was like the reflection from a mirror focusing the sunlight. The reflected beam entered one end of the high mountain.
Ding Fan imdiately followed this beam of light to its source, where he found an adamantine stone.
The so-called adamantine stone was not a particularly remarkable stone, but it had a hard texture and could reflect light.
At that mont, next to the adamantine stone, there was a groove. Ding Fan wasted no ti and imdiately placed the adamantine stone into the groove.
After the adamantine stone was put into the groove, another beam of light shot out.
Ding Fan was overjoyed, hurriedly following this beam of light, and soon found another adamantine stone and groove...
Repeating this process, in no ti, Ding Fan had connected all the beams of light, and he found a suitable corner.
At this mont, amidst the foggy air, the two large characters, "Ends of the Earth," shone with a dazzling halo, possessing a sowhat Immortal-like aura.
Just as Ding Fan was admiring the ingenious wisdom behind the construction of this layout, a sudden creaky noise ca from within the waterfall, followed by a giant rock pushing aside the curtain of the waterfall, revealing a cave entrance behind it.
Ding Fan knew this must be the entrance triggered by his arrangent of the adamantine stones, and without delay, he leaped into the cave.
After Ding Fan entered, the protruding giant rock slowly closed again.
Ding Fan was not worried, knowing that since there was a way in, there naturally had to be a way out.
Ding Fan then extended his Divine Sense and slowly made his way deeper into the cave.
The tunnel in the cave was not long, and after walking for a short while, Ding Fan arrived at a spacious cavern.
What astounded Ding Fan was that there was a Luminous Pearl in the cave. The Luminous Pearl was not particularly large, about the size of a fist, but it lit up the entire cavern brightly.
Ordinarily, Luminous Pearls were not so bright, indicating that this Luminous Pearl was undoubtedly no ordinary item; its price alone must be definitely steep.
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