i Zhi had no objections to Ding Fan's arrangents.
i Zhi briefly reported the situation within the Spirit Sect to Ding Fan.
In fact, there's nothing much happening in the Spirit Sect now; i Zhi's report was just about so trivial matters within the Sect.
After i Zhi's report, Zhao Yan and the Spiritual Pearl ca to find Ding Fan.
They didn't know Ding Fan's true identity before, but now the two didn't dare to be as casual as before.
After all, Ding Fan is a formidable figure, presiding over one side. Even without intention, his imposing presence naturally erges.
"Junior, Zhao Yan of the Lushan Zhao Family."
"Lingzhu of the Lushan Zhao Family... greets Sect Master."
Although Ding Fan felt a bit unaccustod to such a eting, he had no other choice. After all, this was official business.
"I already know what you ca to find for. I am now preparing to take people to Mount Lu to rescue the Zhao Family," Ding Fan said lightly.
Zhao Yan and i Zhi exchanged glances, their eyes full of smiles. They ca this ti to seek aid from the Spirit Sect.
Before, they were wondering how to persuade the Spirit Sect to assist; they had prepared a lot of persuasive argunts. Unexpectedly, Ding Fan agreed to help without needing their persuasion.
"Thank you, Sect Master."
Actually, Ding Fan agreed to help the Lushan Zhao Family not just because of their past interactions.
Now that the Ghost Sect is getting powerful, if allowed to grow, the Spirit Sect will inevitably face annihilation eventually.
Ding Fan didn't delay any further, promptly arranging for i Zhi to lead the people to Mount Lu.
Three days later, they arrived at Mount Lu, and Ding Fan led everyone to the Lushan Zhao Family's place.
The Lushan Zhao Family's mountain gate is located in a forest by a lake.
Since they didn't know the situation there, Ding Fan instructed i Zhi to hide the disciples of the Spirit Sect nearby.
Ding Fan prepared fireworks as a signal, so as soon as the signal was seen, the Spirit Sect disciples would converge on the Zhao Family's mountain gate.
Ding Fan only took Zhao Yan to the mountain gate, leaving Lingzhu behind.
Having more people just increases the danger; with fewer people, escape is easier even if there's danger.
Ding Fan and Zhao Yan hadn't reached the Zhao Family's mountain gate yet when they heard intense rumbling sounds.
The rumbling was so loud that the entire ground was trembling slightly.
Ding Fan used his Divine Sense to probe, and not far away, there was an Artifact of Attack bombarding with massive stones.
It was clear that the people from the Ghost Sect wanted to use this Artifact of Attack to break open the Zhao Family's mountain gate.
Ding Fan used his Divine Sense to examine the place being attacked by the Artifact. A stele, located a few hundred ters away, was being relentlessly struck by the inner-strength-packed stones.
With just a few glances, Ding Fan understood that the stele was likely the location of the Zhao Family's mountain gate. Once it toppled, the Zhao Family's mountain gate would be opened.
At that mont, a figure rushed out from the mountain gate.
The figure charged directly at the Artifact of Attack.
Whoosh, whoosh... At that ti, two figures intercepted halfway, stopping the incoming person.
The person from the Zhao Family who rushed out soon engaged in combat with the two people.
"Sect Master Ding, that person is my father. I beg you, please save him quickly!" Zhao Yan, having used Telekinesis, also explored the situation ahead, pleaded anxiously.
Ding Fan pondered for a mont. "I'll handle your father; you go back and tell i Zhi and the others to ignore everything else and focus on attacking that Artifact of Attack."
Zhao Yan nodded quickly upon hearing Ding Fan's words, then ran back without looking back.
Zhao Yan had an inexplicable trust in Ding Fan. To him, if Ding Fan couldn't save his father, then no one else could.
So Zhao Yan went directly to carry out Ding Fan's instructions.
After seeing Zhao Yan leave, Ding Fan's figure flickered and vanished from the scene...
…
In front of the Zhao Family's mountain gate.
The man who rushed out from the Zhao Family's mountain gate was a man in his forties, with blood covering his clothes and a deep wound on his right shoulder.
He knelt on one knee on the ground, holding a longsword with a trembling hand to keep himself from collapsing.
"Zhao Fangyuan, do you think you can break our Great Formation? I tell you, in another day, the Zhao Family's mountain gate will surely be breached."
"Zhao Fangyuan, unfortunately, you won't live to see the Zhao Family being slaughtered, because you're going to die now!"
The two Ghost Sect disciples, holding longswords, looked at Zhao Fangyuan nacingly.
"Even if I die, I must destroy your Artifact of Attack!" Zhao Fangyuan roared, charging toward the Artifact with his longsword.
"Seeking death!" The two Ghost Sect disciples sneered, attacking Zhao Fangyuan from both sides.
Zhao Fangyuan, already gravely injured, was kicked to the ground by the foes' onslaught.
Zhao Fangyuan tried to get up, but the injuries were too severe, preventing him from standing.
Desperately, Zhao Fangyuan looked toward the Attack Artifact bombarding the Zhao Family's mountain gate. Clenching his fists, he pounded the ground powerlessly.
"Now let end you!" A Ghost Sect disciple leaped toward Zhao Fangyuan, raising his sword to cut Zhao Fangyuan's neck.
The intent was to behead Zhao Fangyuan.
Helpless, Zhao Fangyuan closed his eyes...
Just as Zhao Fangyuan resigned to his fate, a shrill Wind Blade sliced through the air, aiming at the Ghost Sect disciple.
Screech...
Splurt... A hot fluid spattered onto Zhao Fangyuan's face, startling him to open his eyes wide.
The Ghost Sect disciple attempting to kill him was now cleaved in half...
The fluid on Zhao Fangyuan's face was the blood from the Ghost Sect disciple.
Stunned, Zhao Fangyuan didn't expect anyone to save him. He looked up, seeing a slender figure standing there.
anwhile, the surviving Ghost Sect disciple questioned.
"Who are you?"
Ding Fan ignored the question, instead turning back to Zhao Fangyuan. "I'm the reinforcent your daughter requested. Soon, the Ghost Sect will be repelled."
Reinforcent?
Zhao Fangyuan's eyes brightened; he knew Zhao Yan and others went to seek aid.
But he didn't expect his daughter to have escaped safely when chased by the Ghost Sect's tenth elder.
Even more unexpected was that his daughter actually brought reinforcent.
"How's my daughter now?"
Ding Fan replied, "She's well."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Three more figures appeared opposite Ding Fan while he spoke.
With the earlier Ghost Sect disciple, there were four Ghost Sect disciples now.
"Zhao Fangyuan, your daughter's reinforcent doesn't seem like it. Did she find a son-in-law outside?" the Ghost Sect disciple quipped arrogantly.
Despite Ding Fan's youth, appearing inexperienced, the Ghost Sect disciples used Telekinesis, confirming his cultivation was only Earth Level.
They didn't regard Ding Fan as a threat, believing his earlier Wind Blade attack was rely a successful ambush...
Even Zhao Fangyuan felt worried, evidently not confident in Ding Fan...
Knowing that the four opponents were Heavenly Level martial artists, their combat prowess was formidable.
Zhao Fangyuan doubted Ding Fan could stand against so many opponents alone.
With a sudden wave of his right hand, Ding Fan unleashed several Wind Blades.
The four Ghost Sect warriors couldn't even react before they were slain on the spot.
Zhao Fangyuan was dumbfounded.
They were killed instantly! Rember, those were four Heavenly Level martial artists. Even the head of the Zhao Family couldn't instantly defeat four such strong foes.
This young man was truly fierce!
Ding Fan hadn't even used a Magic Artifact while killing the four warriors...
After Ding Fan defeated the Ghost Sect warriors, no more enemies erged from the forest. Ding Fan's imnse combat strength had overwheld them.
"Ghost Sect, is there anyone unconvinced?" Ding Fan stood, hands behind his back, coldly proclaiming.
His voice, empowered by True Qi, echoed throughout the valley, commanding respect...
Witnessing Ding Fan's prowess, Zhao Fangyuan thought of a phrase.
Heroic spirit!
With sword in hand, who in the world dares to oppose!
"Young man, you know the consequences of offending the Ghost Sect. Leave now, and we'll pretend you were never here." A voice echoed from the forest.
Ding Fan scoffed disdainfully. "There is more to the world than your Ghost Sect. As the Spirit Sect Sect Master, I challenge anyone from the Ghost Sect to fight!"
Spirit Sect Sect Master!
Zhao Fangyuan's eyes widened. Even in death, he wouldn't have imagined the young man before him was the Spirit Sect Sect Master!
A dominant figure, master of one of the Three Great Inner Hidden Sects!
Under Ding Fan's Divine Sense, the Ghost Sect disciples in the forest were panicking.
Knowing their defeats by Ding Fan previously, and even Gui Xing, the Ghost Sect powerhouse, was killed by Ding Fan...
While the world trembles at the Ghost Sect's na, the Ghost Sect trembles at Ding Fan's na...
"Kill..."
Bang... Boom...
Sounds of combat erupted from the forest.
Ding Fan quickly realized, through his Divine Sense, that i Zhi had led the Spirit Sect disciples in an ambush, causing disarray among the Ghost Sect disciples.
Feeling invigorated by the chaos, Ding Fan let out a long howl. The howl shook the mountains and rivers...
The Ghost Sect disciples, already intimidated by Ding Fan, lost the will to fight under his roar.
Soon, the Ghost Sect disciples retreated swiftly.
Before long, all the Ghost Sect disciples had fled completely...
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