Previously, everyone had witnessed the strength of Ye Tianshi.
Yang Baichuan, sitting in the cabin without even lifting his buttocks, rely moved his hand, and all these people had their right arms severed by Ye Tianshi.
To sever the arms of seven people at once, and all of them right arms...
From this point alone, how formidable Ye Tianshi was.
In Yang Baichuan's view, it was simply suicidal for Ding Fan to dare to battle with Ye Tianshi.
No matter how powerful Ding Fan was, he was not as powerful as Ye Tianshi.
Ding Fan was only in his twenties, while Ye Tianshi was already over four hundred years old. There had once been rumors in the Ancient Martial World that Ye Tianshi's cultivation was near the peak of the Heavenly Level.
What kind of existence was that!
A godlike existence. Facing such an opponent, how could Ding Fan possibly be a match for him?
Boom... Boom...
At this mont, the fierce clash of their Inner Strengths collided, causing the whole earth to tremble, and several people including Yang Baichuan were shaken to the ground.
The shock on their faces at this mont was unprecedented; they had never seen such a level of Inner Strength collision. Just watching from the side was enough to knock them over, not to ntion if such Inner Strength struck their own bodies, it surely wouldn't end well.
What surprised these people even more was...
Under such a collision of Inner Strength, Ding Fan was not instantly turned into powder. After being blasted away by that Inner Strength, Ding Fan once again charged back with his sword, completely unhard.
"Kid, you truly live up to the person I, Ye Tianshi, have taken a liking to," said Ye Tianshi excitedly as he saw Ding Fan blasted away but still full of fighting spirit.
In just one night, Ding Fan had recovered from the severe injuries he had suffered the previous day.
Such a recovery speed was truly astonishing.
"Die..." Ding Fan brandished his longsword fiercely, stabbing toward Ye Tianshi's chest.
Ye Tianshi didn't take it seriously at all. This ti, he rely extended two fingers and deflected Ding Fan's stab with just his fingers as the longsword approached.
Not just anyone else, even Ding Fan was stunned at that mont.
That was Nine Profound Iron, a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, capable of slicing through iron and jade, and yet Ye Tianshi had just blocked it with his fingers.
Ding Fan understood that Ye Tianshi must have protected his fingers with Inner Strength, but this was too perverted; his Inner Strength was so formidable that it could block an attack from Nine Profound Iron...
"I'm not fighting anymore..."
Ding Fan imdiately withdrew his longsword.
Ding Fan originally thought that even if it ant dying together, he was not willing to be manipulated.
But judging from the current situation, his cultivation was incomparably weaker than Ye Tianshi's. If the other party wished, they could instantly kill him.
The fight had reached this state; there was simply no way to continue.
"Kid, you are too ignorant of the imnsity of heaven and earth. Senior Ye has arranged a grand wedding for you, and not only are you ungrateful, but you even respond with a sword. I think you are indeed courting death..."
At this mont, Yang Baichuan directly stepped forward.
Ding Fan glanced at Yang Baichuan.
How could Ding Fan not know the purpose of the other party coming forward at this ti? It was nothing more than to kick him while he was down.
"Senior Ye, keeping such a person around is no different than raising a white-eyed wolf..." Yang Baichuan was currently wagging his tail, speaking to Ye Tianshi on the side.
"Get lost... Does this have anything to do with you?"
Ye Tianshi didn't even listen to Yang Baichuan's words, and a kick sent him flying like a soccer ball. Taking advantage that Ye Tianshi didn't want his life, and that Yang Baichuan was also a martial artist.
Otherwise, Ye Tianshi could have kicked him into a at pie.
Ye Tianshi didn't pay attention to Yang Baichuan anymore; he directly walked up to Ding Fan.
"If you are willing to take as your teacher, I will impart all my life-long learning to you without reservation..."
Ye Tianshi knew that coercion was useless on Ding Fan, so he spoke in a very polite tone.
"Not interested..." Ding Fan's reply was these three words.
Ye Tianshi smiled. "No matter, I have plenty of ti, and I will wait until you are interested."
Yang Baichuan originally wanted to gleefully kick Ding Fan while he was down, but who could have known the plot would develop in this direction. Not only did Ye Tianshi not intend to kill Ding Fan, but he now even wanted to take Ding Fan as his disciple.
And what left Yang Baichuan speechless was, facing Ye Tianshi's invitation, Ding Fan was not at all interested, and yet Ye Tianshi, not angry at all, still wanted to wait...
Looking at himself beaten black and blue by Ye Tianshi, then looking at Ding Fan, who would soon be marrying...
This was simply the disparity between people...
Ye Tianshi indeed did not bother Ding Fan any further; he found a spot of open ground and sat down cross-legged.
Why was Ye Tianshi determined to take Ding Fan as a disciple?
He had his own reasons.
Firstly, because Ding Fan's potential was simply too great, barely in his early twenties, he had already reached above the Heavenly Level in cultivation.
It should be noted that even Ye Tianshi himself did not have such a miraculous training speed back in his ti.
And the second point, which was also the main reason Ye Tianshi insisted on taking Ding Fan as a disciple. Ye Tianshi was already over four hundred years old. If he could not advance to the Profound Level, then in less than a decade or two, he would turn to dust.
Before that, Ye Tianshi still had so important wishes unfulfilled, which he needed capable people like Ding Fan to help him achieve...
...
Intimidated by Ye Tianshi, it didn't take long for these people to have a small cabin decorated joyously.
In addition, these people had even managed to prepare a table full of banquet dishes.
Ding Fan was genuinely impressed by these people; in this remote and desolate area, where on earth did they get these things from...
"Since everything is ready, let us pay our respects to heaven and earth."
At that mont, Senior Ye called Ding Fan and Lan Qier over.
Lan Qier's face was rosy, a shy deanor on her face.
Although Lan Qier knew that the wedding ceremony with Ding Fan was just for show, the thought of it being Ding Fan made her cheeks flush uncontrollably.
At that mont, Ding Fan, concerned for Lan Qier's safety, had no choice but to go along with Senior Ye's antics.
Senior Ye, on the other hand, appeared very pleased and conducted the bowing ceremony for Ding Fan and Lan Qier according to the old customs.
After the three bows,
"Young man, girl... whether you believe in it or not, the Heavenly God is three feet above us, but starting today, the two of you, having bowed your heads to the ground, are bound together as husband and wife, to share joy and sorrow..." Senior Ye said, his eyes growing distant as though lost in thought.
Ding Fan was becoming impatient by then. "Now that we're married, what do you plan on doing next?"
"After the wedding, naturally, it's ti for the bridal chamber..." One of Yang Baichuan's followers chid in with a grin.
At this, Lan Qier's face turned bright red.
Although Lan Qier was still naive about matters between n and won, she knew what going to the bridal chamber entailed.
Ding Fan's brows slightly furrowed, he could pretend through the wedding rituals, but when it ca ti to actually go to the bridal chamber, what was he to do?
Ding Fan himself was fine with it, but Lan Qier was a girl, and if word got out about them entering the bridal chamber, it would not sound good.
It was at this mont that several figures suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
As these people stood still, an elderly man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared among them.
It was hard to tell the age of this elder, his face full of wrinkles yet his eyes were bright, clearly not an easy person to deal with.
"Who is Ding Fan..." the newcor scanned the crowd before speaking faintly.
Ding Fan sized up the individual, not recalling knowing this person in front of him.
However, the newcor's nacing deanor suggested ill-intentions...
"I am," Ding Fan confidently stepped forward and declared.
The elder looked Ding Fan up and down before speaking indifferently, "The Myriad Demon Sect has business to attend to; the rest of you, step aside..."
People from the Myriad Demon Sect?
Yang Baichuan's eyes brightened.
The Myriad Demon Sect was an incredibly formidable sect, known as the leading evil sect. For many years, they had been on par with the Upper Xuan Sect, two of the super sects.
Seeing the murderous intent of the elder in front, it seed he was here to confront Ding Fan.
At this point, Yang Baichuan did not believe that Senior Ye would stand up for Ding Fan.
Senior Ye was no fool. Yang Baichuan didn't believe he would offend soone from the Myriad Demon Sect for a stranger...
After all, one person's power is limited.
"Senior Ye, the Myriad Demon Sect is handling their matters; perhaps we should withdraw," Yang Baichuan suggested, trying unsuccessfully to ingratiate himself with Senior Ye.
Without waiting for Yang Baichuan to finish, Senior Ye promptly kicked him aside.
"Is the Myriad Demon Sect really that great? Out of my sight; the farther, the better..." Senior Ye stood up, his face souring.
The elder from the Myriad Demon Sect furrowed his brow and studied Senior Ye sharply.
"Who are you?"
The elder could sense Senior Ye's potent Inner Strength with his telekinesis, and for a mont did not dare to act recklessly.
"Ye Tianshi..."
Senior Ye did not conceal his identity.
Ye Tianshi!
The elder's eyes hardened.
The Ancient Martial World was rife with legends about this Ye Tianshi. So claid he had once touched the barriers of the Profound Level.
Who would have thought this gaunt elder was Ye Tianshi himself?
"Senior Ye, I am Qi Zhentian, the second Seat Leader of the Myriad Demon Sect. May I know your relationship with Ding Fan?"
Qi Zhentian had co for Ding Fan on a vendetta for the Young Sect Leader and Bian Zhimu of the Myriad Demon Sect. Seeing Ye Tianshi standing by Ding Fan's side, Qi Zhentian suspected so connection. Otherwise, Qi mused, how could anyone dare provoke the Myriad Demon Sect for just a Ding Fan?
So, unclear of the situation, Qi Zhentian opted to first seek clarification.
"Currently, there's no relationship." Senior Ye shook his head.
Qi Zhentian nodded. "Well then, let's take him away..."
"Wait..."
Qi Zhentian paused, taken aback by Senior Ye speaking up, "What is it?"
"I just want to know exactly how this young man has offended the Myriad Demon Sect."
Qi Zhentian explained, "Ding Fan has slain many of our protectors and even killed our Sect Leader's Young Master and Master Bian Zhimu. Hence, we will absolutely not let him go."
Senior Ye rely shook his head slightly. "This really is a troublemaker."
"Senior, please step aside, we need to take him now," Qi Zhentian persisted.
Without another word, Ye Tianshi unleashed a Wind Blade slashing forth.
Qi Zhentian was surprised and hastily dodged, but still, he could not completely evade, and his right arm was severed.
"You cannot kill Ding Fan," Ye Tianshi said calmly.
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