Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022

[Sorry, I got delayed by something.]

At this moment, the place where Su Qing is taking Ding Fan isn't the spot where they met for the first time; what else could it be?

Right now, Su Qing's delicate hand is holding onto Ding Fan's large hand.

Thinking about how they looked when they first met, back then she really didn't think much of Ding Fan. But it seemed the heavens had their own plans, forcing the two of them together.

Recalling their time in the Dire Straits Palace when they mistakenly entered the Illusion Array, leading them to inadvertently end up together. Su Qing's maidenhood was also lost to Ding Fan at that time. The most update n0vels are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩

Back then, Su Qing thought it was the most tragic event in her life, but thinking back now, it should be the happiest moment of her life.

Even now, Su Qing can imagine Ding Fan's unyielding expression from that time.

At that time, Ding Fan said, give him three years, and in three years he would become a hero standing tall...

But Ding Fan didn't even need three years, and the heights he reached now are beyond others' capability to attain.

In his twenties, he has become the master of Spirit Sect, one of the three great powers within the Hidden Sects, and unprecedentedly, the Alliance Hierarch of the Hidden Sect Alliance.

It's safe to say that in the Ancient Martial World, no one before Ding Fan ever reached his level.

Ding Fan achieved an unprecedented feat... Whether anyone in the future will match it, even if they do, it would be extremely difficult.

"Ding Fan, it's great to have you..." Here at the edge of the Immortal Sect, there are few people around, Su Qing clings to Ding Fan's arm, snuggling in his embrace.

"Su Qing... Who is he?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them.

Ding Fan turned his head towards the voice, and the person standing there wasn't someone else – it was none other than Nan Gongling, the same person who bullied Su Qing that day and then chased him relentlessly.

If it wasn't for Ding Fan and Su Qing escaping to the Dire Straits Palace that day, Ding Fan would have likely been slain by Nan Gongling long ago.

Upon seeing Nan Gongling, Su Qing frowned deeply. "Nan Gongling, you'd better get far away from me."

Although Nan Gongling had wronged Su Qing that day, he was still the son of the Hundred Ranks Sect's head, and it was difficult for the Immortal Sect to do much against him.

Nan Gongling, however, ignored Su Qing this time; he had already recognized Ding Fan.

Nan Gongling's gaze turned vicious. "Kid, I didn't expect you to still be in the Immortal Realm."

Nan Gongling then glanced at Su Qing. "Su Qing, you're quite promiscuous, aren't you? Hiding away a pretty boy. Do you really lack men that much?"

"Nan Gongling, you?" Su Qing's face turned red with anger.

"You'll pay for that." Ding Fan's expression turned somber.

Back then, Nan Gongling already harbored evil intentions towards Su Qing, and now he even spoke to her in such a disrespectful manner. How could Ding Fan let him go?

"Pay?" Nan Gongling seemed to find it amusing, like hearing a good joke. "Even if I deserve to die, do you have the strength to take my life?"

Just as Nan Gongling finished speaking, a slap landed directly on his face out of the blue.

Nan Gongling staggered from the slap, almost falling to the ground.

Holding his now swollen cheek, Nan Gongling looked at Ding Fan incredulously. Although Nan Gongling didn't see how Ding Fan moved, he was sure that slap was from Ding Fan.

"You... you... you'll regret what you've done." Nan Gongling immediately took out a whistle and blew on it.

The whistle made no sound.

However, Ding Fan knew that Nan Gongling was blowing the whistle to call for people.

This whistle, like a guide dog's signal in the secular world, has a special frequency set. Although it makes no sound when blown, the guide dog can hear it. It can then follow its owner's wishes to perform various tasks.

Sure enough, not long after Nan Gongling blew the whistle, four martial artists stood behind him.

Nan Gongling, while arrogant, isn't a fool.

Nan Gongling is still a Heavenly Level martial artist; for Ding Fan to slap a Heavenly Level martial artist, it means his cultivation is definitely above Nan Gongling's.

If that slap had been intended to use a knife, wouldn't Nan Gongling have been completely slain by him?

Therefore, Nan Gongling called for reinforcements.

Ding Fan glanced at the four people Nan Gongling called.

Among them, an elder with braided hair had the highest cultivation, likely at the peak of the Heavenly Level, and the three standing next to him were also Heavenly Level martial artists, but only at the third or fourth grade.

"Young Master!" The braided-haired elder brought the three over to Nan Gongling's side with a respectful expression.

"Sang Long, kill him for me!" Nan Gongling didn't say another word, directing his command at the braided-haired elder.

The elder named Sang Long cast a cold glance at Ding Fan, nodded, and then approached Ding Fan.

"Kid, if you end it yourself, you can save yourself a lot of pain."

Ding Fan couldn't understand where their confidence came from, demanding him to break his own arms.

"Get lost!" Ding Fan coldly said to the elder.

Pretending to be strong without the strength is sheer foolishness. Talking to a fool, Ding Fan felt any extra word was a waste.

Sang Long's brows furrowed, then he waved to the other three. "Kill him, I don't need to, you three practice... Just don't finish him off in one blow, make him wish he was dead."

Sang Long said it casually, but the words were extremely cruel.

The three martial artists behind Sang Long wasted no time; whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Three figures immediately lunged at Ding Fan.

The corner of Nan Gongling's mouth curled into a slight smile; he was already imagining Ding Fan unable to get up from a beating.

After all, that's the assault of three Heavenly Level martial artists; Ding Fan seems to be only twenty-two or twenty-three. Nan Gongling couldn't believe Ding Fan could withstand such an attack alone.

Nan Gongling touched his swollen cheek, feeling inexplicably at ease, as if he were the one who would soon beat Ding Fan to the ground, not Ding Fan himself.

And just when Nan Gongling was sure that Ding Fan would be beaten to the ground by those three Heavenly Level martial artists, the ensuing events made Nan Gongling's eyes widen in disbelief.

The three Heavenly Level martial artists charging at Ding Fan hadn't even reached him when Ding Fan suddenly threw a punch.

Out of nowhere, a powerful gust of wind surged forth.

The three Heavenly Level martial artists were instantly blown away by the force of the wind.

Thud... thud... thud...

The three of them hit the ground hard and almost simultaneously started coughing up blood.

The sight of those three Heavenly Level martial artists showed they had no chance of getting up any time soon.

"How is this possible?!"

Sang Long was almost doubting his eyes.

Even though Sang Long was of Heavenly Level Peak cultivation, it was impossible for him to single-handedly take down three Heavenly Level martial artists.

Sang Long was a Heavenly Level Peak martial artist, yet Ding Fan's displayed combat power clearly surpassed Sang Long's.

What kind of cultivation level did the other side have!

Thinking of this, Sang Long felt a chill down his spine; Ding Fan was at most twenty-two or three years old. Could it be...

Could it be that at this age, he had already advanced to the Profound Level of cultivation?

Sang Long felt it was simply impossible; it was just too unbelievable.

However, after considering Ding Fan's combat power, Sang Long believed that his opponent must have a Profound Level cultivation...

Just over twenty years old, with the combat power of the Profound Level!

A hundred years from now, what kind of heights could this young man reach...

Sang Long was shocked, while Nan Gongling next to him had his mouth wide open.

No matter where you placed a Heavenly Level martial artist, any one of them would be an impressive existence. But what Nan Gongling didn't expect was that all three of them would be instantly defeated by Ding Fan.

"Sang Long, kill him for me!"

Nan Gongling didn't think Sang Long wasn't Ding Fan's match; Sang Long was at Heavenly Level Peak, and he thought, defeating Ding Fan at Heavenly Level Peak should be easy and straightforward.

At this point, Sang Long truly didn't know what to do.

Judging from the powerful True Yuan Ding Fan had just unleashed, he knew he was no match for him.

But now Nan Gongling was ordering him to attack. If he rushed in, wouldn't he just be setting himself up for a beating?

Seeing Sang Long hesitate, Nan Gongling was somewhat displeased. "Sang Long, kill him. Didn't you hear what I said?"

Sang Long looked at Ding Fan twice, then finally said to Nan Gongling, "Young master, I can't beat him; we should... we should leave for now."

At that moment, Nan Gongling really wished he could kick Sang Long to death.

Nan Gongling had called for help, firstly to avenge himself, for the slap Ding Fan gave him, and also to show off in front of Gusu Qingwen.

But as soon as his men showed up, they effectively became the backdrop for Ding Fan's show of strength.

The three Heavenly Level martial artists were instantly defeated, and now, the Sang Long he pinned his high hopes on, was saying he couldn't beat Ding Fan...

This was essentially a slap in his own face in front of Gusu Qingwen.

However, Nan Gongling now understood that if Sang Long really couldn't beat his opponent, he wouldn't say such a thing. He gave a fierce look at Ding Fan, and then glanced at Gusu Qingwen.

"The two of you, remember, I won't let you off sooner or later."

After saying this, Nan Gongling turned to leave.

"Wait..." Just as Nan Gongling was about to leave, Ding Fan's cold voice came from behind.

Nan Gongling turned back to look at Ding Fan.

"Apologize to Gusu Qingwen..." Ding Fan said solemnly.

After hearing Ding Fan's words, Nan Gongling snorted coldly. "Let me tell you, I'm the son of the Hundred Ranks Sect leader. Asking me to apologize..."

Before Nan Gongling could finish his sentence, a slap landed directly on his face.

Nan Gongling, unable to stand firm, was slapped to the ground.

"Apologize to Gusu Qingwen." Ding Fan said.

Ding Fan didn't show any courtesy to Nan Gongling, unleashing a series of slaps. In the blink of an eye, Nan Gongling's eyes were seeing stars.

His face was as swollen as a pig's head.

"I... I was wrong... Stop hitting me..." Nan Gongling almost whimpered. "Spare me..."