Chapter 1094: Chapter 1094

Ding Fan quickly became entangled with the five black-clad men.

In no time, the fight became a blur, indistinguishable from one another, and soon, screams continued to echo.

A black-clad man fell to the ground with a thud.

The sound of metal clashing echoed sporadically as Ding Fan wielded his dagger, his arms in a flurry, launching fierce attacks.

Before long, the second black-clad man fell, collapsed on the ground, completely unconscious.

The third black-clad man fell…

The fourth black-clad man fell…

Seeing this scene, Lianzi, Ye Ming, and others were utterly shocked. Although they wanted to help Ding Fan, they knew their own cultivation had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Stage, and they might not be of much help. Just as they were about to make their decision to intervene...

At this point, four black-clad men lay on the ground, motionless, covered in deep gashes, with blood continually oozing out; clearly, they were beyond saving.

They couldn't imagine it at all—Ding Fan was this formidable!

Six Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, and he had already reduced them to one remaining in such a short time? Official source ıs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱

The last black-clad man's face was filled with shock. He could not believe how powerful the opponent was, especially since the opponent's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!

This is seriously defying logic!

The black-clad man quickly retreated, dodging Ding Fan, and then pleaded desperately:

"Spare me, spare me, we were just following orders, it wasn't our intent."

Ding Fan stopped and coldly gazed at him, then asked:

Hearing Ding Fan's question, the black-clad man's face became conflicted, then he suddenly pulled out a metal sphere from his chest, preparing to throw it at Ding Fan.

Seeing the metal sphere, Ding Fan's eyes immediately narrowed, and his hand swiftly swung, sending a Wind Blade to sever the opponent's arm.

The metal sphere fell to the ground without being activated.

Ding Fan quickly leaped forward and picked up the metal sphere.

The black-clad man was wailing in pain from his severed arm, a pain not easily endured by ordinary people.

"If you don't want to die, then speak honestly!"

Ding Fan stepped on him, pinning him down with a dagger to his head, coldly threatening.

Feeling the cold dagger, the black-clad man broke out into a cold sweat, realizing the last trump card given by their captain was useless, he hurriedly begged for mercy:

"I'll tell, I'll tell... it was Meng Haotian who ordered us."

Hearing this, Ding Fan frowned; he hadn't heard of this name before. Who exactly wanted him dead? He then asked:

"Who is Meng Haotian? Why did he send you to kill me?"

The black-clad man dared not hesitate and immediately replied:

"Meng Haotian is our squad leader; we don't know why we're supposed to kill you."

Ding Fan heard his words and they didn't sound like lies. He then sent out a Wind Blade.

Looking again, the black-clad man was now in two pieces, his head slumped to the ground.

Ding Fan immediately began searching the bodies of the fallen black-clad men, taking some gold coins, Spiritual Materials, and pills, and found another small metal sphere.

Ding Fan couldn't help but be overjoyed at the discovery. He recognized the item: it's the Sky-Rending Pearl, specifically used against Nascent Soul Stage cultivators. He knew how rare it was and that it could take down almost any Nascent Soul Stage cultivator in seconds. Even Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators would avoid it.

Indeed, due to its explosive power, if used in a surprise attack, even Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators might not stand a chance.

Its destructive power is almost equivalent to the strongest attack of a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator.

While searching, Ding Fan removed their masks and did not recognize any of them, but when he inadvertently saw the clothes underneath, he was shocked. They wore the white robes of the Dayang Sect's disciples.

This revelation was beyond Ding Fan's expectations. He didn't know who Meng Haotian might be, assuming he was also from the Dayang Sect, and that he had the surname Meng made Ding Fan think of something, albeit uncertain.

However, Ding Fan didn't plan to worry too much about the Dayang Sect. Clearly, even if they were Dayang Sect disciples, it couldn't represent the Dayang Sect's stance towards him. After all, they even disguised themselves in black. Ding Fan understood that, with the Dayang Sect's influence, it wouldn't be necessary to act so covertly to kill someone.

Obviously, Ding Fan knew that it must be someone from the Dayang Sect who wanted to target him.

The performance he displayed during the assessment must have caught the attention of even the higher-ups of the Dayang Sect, so it wouldn't be easy for someone to kill him.

Furthermore, he still had the wooden token given to him by that chubby elder. When he enters the Sect, he can rely on the elder's backing without any worries.

After all, Ding Fan could see that the chubby elder wanted to recruit him, and would certainly look out for him.

Besides, Ding Fan knew that even if the entire Dayang Sect were really to become his enemy, it wouldn't be scary!

At this moment, Lianzi, Ye Ming and others approached Ding Fan, showing careful concern before everyone returned directly to the inn.

After that, they didn't say much along the way; the previous incident had left Lianzi and others a bit shaken.

Once back at the inn, Ding Fan immediately returned to his room to begin training. Unknowingly, several days passed; by that time, Lianzi and the girl in the purple dress had already been admitted to the Dayang Sect, and Ding Fan, Lianzi, and the others bid Ye Ming a simple farewell.

"Everyone take care. I'm leaving. Don't worry, even if I don't get into the Dayang Sect, I'll definitely work hard in my training. We'll meet again then."

Ye Ming said to everyone, seeming a bit sentimental.

"Take care, brother."

Ding Fan said sincerely to Ye Ming.

During these few days, Ding Fan had come to know that although Ye Ming's cultivation was not great, he was truly good-hearted and loyal, someone worthy of friendship. If not for his urgency to find Zhou Ruoran, Gusu Qingwen, and Ye Ningbing, he would have certainly had a drink or two with him.

Afterward, Lianzi and others also bade goodbye to Ye Ming.

Ding Fan, Lianzi, and the girl in the purple dress then headed to the Dayang Sect in the Xueling Mountain Range.

By now, Ding Fan already knew that the girl in the purple dress was called Liu Yan. When Liu Yan told Ding Fan her name, she seemed a bit embarrassed. Having been with everyone for so long yet feeling awkward to talk to Ding Fan, she was unclear herself why she felt that way.

At this moment, everyone already knew about Meng Zihao's prearranged admission, but no one brought up this topic, probably because no one wanted to mention such a person.

The journey was quite peaceful, taking about half a day, before Ding Fan and the others arrived at the main gate of the Dayang Sect.

Standing here, looking at the Great Stone Gate of the Dayang Sect, Ding Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Indeed, it was a Great Gate Sect! The gate was entirely made of stone pillars, as if sliced by a great person, and appeared very tidy and smooth.

The surroundings of the Great Stone Gate were very spacious, with two disciples in white robes standing meticulously on either side of the stone gate. Above the stone gate, the words "Dayang Sect" were grand and majestic.

The ground around here was equally spotless. After Ding Fan explained his purpose to the disciples in white robes, he followed one inside.

Passing the Great Stone Gate, they entered a towering plaza, seemingly connected to the heavens, where several disciples dressed in white robes practiced their cultivation.

Arriving here, Ding Fan could clearly sense that the Spiritual Energy seemed much more intense than outside, refreshing the soul.

Ding Fan, Lianzi, and Liu Yan passed through many small buildings and arrived at the front of a small building.

In front of this small building was a little plaza, smaller than the one adjacent to the Great Stone Gate, but still sizable enough to accommodate about a hundred people easily.

At this moment, quite a few young cultivators, male and female, were on the small plaza. Their cultivation levels appeared quite decent, and Ding Fan noticed several familiar cultivators who had previously participated in the assessment.

Ding Fan could discern that the young cultivators here, like himself, were here to report.

As Ding Fan, Lianzi, Liu Yan, and the others walked inside, many noticed Ding Fan and exclaimed in surprise.

Ding Fan's performance during the earlier assessment had been far too dazzling; nearly every cultivator who participated recognized Ding Fan.

Seeing everyone with looks of surprise mixed with joy directed at him, Ding Fan behaved quite ordinarily. He wasn't aiming for fame, but hoped that becoming known would lead Zhou Ruoran, Gusu Qingwen, and Ye Ningbing to hear about him and come to find him.

At this moment, all around were focusing on Ding Fan, attracting the gaze of many disciples in white robes, who naturally didn't recognize Ding Fan and couldn't understand why the young man became the center.

Before long, Ding Fan, Lianzi, and the others entered the small pavilion. A middle-aged man scrutinized Ding Fan and the group, and upon seeing Ding Fan, his eyes paused momentarily, seemingly with a hint of malice, but it disappeared quickly.

Subsequently, the middle-aged man instructed several disciples in white robes to guide them to their residences.

Ding Fan naturally sensed the unfriendly look from the other, but said nothing. He didn't understand why the person looked at him that way.

Nonetheless, when you come, you settle.

Ding Fan, Lianzi, and others soon followed the disciples in white robes to an orderly array of small houses. Lianzi and Liu Yan were allocated there, and the environment was rather pleasant, nestled beside a mountain and a river. Indeed, it was ideal for living. Both Lianzi and Liu Yan happily entered their rooms,

thus leaving only Ding Fan to follow the disciples in white.

However, Ding Fan found it peculiar that as he followed the disciples in white robes, they were moving farther away, seems like they've already strayed quite far from the center of the Dayang Sect, which caused Ding Fan some confusion.

After all, the male cultivators' residence should be relatively far from the females', but not this distant.

Ding Fan occasionally noticed some odd expressions from the leading disciples in white robes, and had guessed something.

Nevertheless, Ding Fan wasn't too worried, accepting the situation as it was.