Chapter 296: Chapter 296

Upon seeing the Blood Mosquitoes, Ding Fan's expression immediately turned grave.

These Blood Mosquitoes were only First Grade Yuan Beasts, much lower in grade level compared to the Green Bamboo Snake and Giant Cicada. However, the threat they posed was far greater than that of the Green Bamboo Snake and Giant Cicada.

Blood Mosquitoes lived in swarms and craved fresh blood the most. A single Blood Mosquito could drain all the blood from an exhausted ox within ten minutes. At this moment, the Elder had actually released more than thirty Blood Mosquitoes in one go. Orıginal content can be found at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥

A First Grade Yuan Beast was indeed nothing in front of Ding Fan, but the sudden appearance of thirty was truly too troublesome to handle. Even though Ding Fan was at the Sixth Level of Qi Cultivation, he wasn't confident about taking on thirty of them at once.

At this point, Ding Fan was genuinely curious about where the Elder had obtained so many Yuan Beasts.

"Boy, I'm not afraid to tell you that these Blood Mosquitoes are the treasures I've raised inside the Inch Gourd. Their number is not yet significant, but even with just thirty Blood Mosquitoes, it's enough to kill you. You can take pride in dying to my Blood Mosquitoes... After all, not many can force me to this extent," the Elder spoke from the side.

In that moment, Ding Fan directly drew his Longsword from his storage ring.

Since acquiring this Longsword, Ding Fan had only used it twice, the first being during his fierce battle with Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun, an Earth Level third-grade martial artist, would have been out of Ding Fan's league if he hadn't used the Longsword.

This time, even though the Elder's cultivation wasn't high, merely around Human Level Grade Eight or Nine, his Beast Taming Technique was extremely formidable. The threat the Elder posed to Ding Fan was by no means weaker than that of the previous Ye Qingyun, so he had to take this fight seriously.

When the Elder saw the Longsword Ding Fan drew, his eyes could not help but flash with a glimmer of excitement. "Today, both your life and your Sword are mine."

"If you have the skill, come get it. If not, stop barking from the sidelines!" Ding Fan said coldly.

"Arrogant brat, die!" the Elder shouted furiously.

Following the Elder's furious shout, the more than thirty Blood Mosquitoes suddenly emitted a series of chilling buzzes...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... The Blood Mosquitoes moved extremely fast. Although not as rapidly as bullets, they were still swift. More than thirty Blood Mosquitoes instantly formed a large 'firepower' net and trapped Ding Fan within.

The Blood Mosquitoes' bodies were extremely tough. Their main method of sucking blood was different from that of ordinary mosquitoes. They shot into their prey's body like bullets, and once inside, they would begin to voraciously suck blood.

Ding Fan dodged left and right, now somewhat regretting not having brought Zizi along. If Zizi had been with him, it could have helped him deal with some of these First Grade Yuan Beasts.

Using his agility, Ding Fan managed to narrowly avoid the Blood Mosquitoes' attacks. However, his face and chest still received a few direct hits from the Blood Mosquitoes. Thankfully, the injuries were only superficial and none of the Blood Mosquitoes had penetrated into his body.

Ding Fan's situation was extremely perilous at the moment; not to mention counterattacking, he was already doing quite well just to barely evade the Blood Mosquitoes' onslaught.

Ding Fan dodged as best as he could, and while the Blood Mosquitoes attacked him like mad, his mind remained clear. He carefully observed the attack patterns and coordination of the Blood Mosquitoes.

In the Cultivation World, weathered by many battles, Ding Fan knew one thing. In such a dangerous situation, the more chaotic one becomes, the more likely they are to fall...

At this time, the Elder stood outside the circle, watching Ding Fan being attacked by the Blood Mosquitoes, a deep wariness in his eyes.

Ding Fan had held on for about five minutes by now. Frequently dealing with Yuan Beasts, the Elder naturally knew the ferocity of Blood Mosquitoes. To withstand the attacks of thirty Yuan Beasts for five minutes was almost monstrous.

The Elder realized why the Wang Family hated Ding Fan so deeply, yet they did not kill him outright and preferred to concoct a conspiracy to trigger enmity between Ding Fan and the Lin Family.

Even a powerful family like the Wang Family would feel the pressure facing a formidable person like Ding Fan. The Elder was secretly relieved to have these Blood Mosquitoes by his side.

If he didn't have these Blood Mosquitoes today, he feared he might have been the one to die here.

Just then, a sudden change occurred within the arena.

Of the thirty-some Blood Mosquitoes attacking Ding Fan, there was one that unexpectedly did not attack him but instead turned on its companions.

However, alone and outnumbered, it was quickly shot down by the surrounding Blood Mosquitoes.

No sooner had the Blood Mosquito fallen than another followed suit, turning to attack its companions instead of Ding Fan...

"How... How could this happen?" the Elder couldn't believe his eyes.

The Elder had spent a lifetime taming beasts. Although he dared not boast about his cultivation, he could stand against Earth Level martial artists and above by relying on his beast taming.

The Elder had controlled countless Yuan Beasts and slain numerous formidable enemies throughout his life.

Yet he had never seen anything like today's events, where his controlled Yuan Beasts became unresponsive, refusing to attack the enemy and instead turning on each other in a fight to the death.

The Elder hastily focused his mind, and after a thorough observation, he discovered that an invisible force was severing the connection between him and the Blood Mosquitoes.

Once a Blood Mosquito's connection was severed, it attacked its nearby companions.

At this point, seven or eight Blood Mosquitoes had already fallen at Ding Fan's feet. How could the Elder not understand that it was Ding Fan who had tampered with the connection between him and the Blood Mosquitoes?

Raising a single Blood Mosquito required an abundance of resources, and the sight of one after another dropping to the ground was excruciating for the elder.

However, even though he knew it was Ding Fan's doing, the elder felt somewhat helpless. He had no idea how Ding Fan had severed his connection with the Blood Mosquitoes.

As the number of Blood Mosquitoes dwindled, Ding Fan gradually began to fight back. With his longsword sweeping through the air, he slashed down numerous Blood Mosquitoes in no time.

The situation, once overwhelmingly in favor of the Blood Mosquitoes, began to tilt bit by bit in Ding Fan's direction...

If he couldn't kill Ding Fan and just let the Blood Mosquitoes attack him, sooner or later, they would all be exterminated by Ding Fan. But if he were to recall the Blood Mosquitoes, without any shield, Ding Fan would surely slay him.

Now the elder truly found himself in a predicament with no easy way out.

At this moment, the elder genuinely regretted accepting this business deal. Initially, when the Wang Family offered a hefty sum, blinded by greed, he had directly accepted the task.

Now it seemed, there was no such thing as a pie falling from the sky.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... With several swishes of his sword, Ding Fan directly slaughtered three more Blood Mosquitoes. Soon, only five or six Blood Mosquitoes were still struggling to hold on.

The elder glanced at those five or six Blood Mosquitoes, nearly bursting into tears.

How long did it take to raise a single Blood Mosquito? These were the products of the elder's painstaking efforts. Yet now, on their first battle, they had been completely annihilated by Ding Fan.

Although five or six were still flying, the elder could tell that their being slain by Ding Fan was just a matter of time.

"You brat... you've killed my Yuan Beasts, I want your life!" The elder drew a longsword and charged at Ding Fan, lunging fiercely to kill him.

The elder wasn't acting rashly, though. Before he attacked, he had used his thoughts to command the nearby Blood Mosquitoes, allowing the remaining few to lead the assault, while he followed behind.

The elder no longer cared about the lives of these few Blood Mosquitoes. Once they charged directly at Ding Fan, Ding Fan would have to fight back and in doing so, the elder would find an opening to strike him down...

In the elder's opinion, this was a very feasible attack plan. Sacrifice the pawns to save the king. Using the remaining Blood Mosquitoes to exchange for Ding Fan's life...

The elder's plan was sound, but what followed did not go according to his plans at all.

The remaining Blood Mosquitoes charged straight at Ding Fan.

However, Ding Fan didn't swing his sword to cut down those few Blood Mosquitoes; instead, he directly threw a man-high fireball.

"Fireball Technique!"

At that moment, the surviving Blood Mosquitoes were like moths to a flame; they perished instantly upon touching the fireball.

The elder, who had been following behind the Blood Mosquitoes, was suddenly dumbfounded.

The sudden appearance of the fireball was beyond his understanding; he had never dreamed that Ding Fan could throw a fireball, let alone one the height of a man.

The elder had planned to use the remaining Blood Mosquitoes as a shield while he hid behind to slay Ding Fan... How could such a plan be hidden from Ding Fan?

The trials of blood and fire in the Cultivation World—if he couldn't see through the elder's petty schemes, Ding Fan really needn't bother continuing his cultivation on Earth.

At this moment, while the elder was shocked by the sudden appearance of the fireball, Ding Fan had already closed in on him.

The elder was startled, he frantically waved his longsword trying to repel Ding Fan.

But Ding Fan had no intention of wasting time with him. With a fierce kick, the elder's body was sent flying like a cannonball in a straight line, finally stopping after breaking a tree trunk as thick as a bowl.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the elder tried to struggle to his feet, but Ding Fan's kick was too powerful, and after several failed attempts, he couldn't stand up.

Ding Fan was already standing in front of the elder, his sword pointed at the elder's throat.

"...if you... if you don't kill me, I'm willing to impart my Beast Taming Technique to you... as long as you don't kill me..." the elder said, enduring the pain.

With a swish, Ding Fan's sword swept across, and the elder's throat was immediately cut...

Thud, the elder's corpse fell directly to the ground...