Chapter 367: Chapter 367

Why must Fang Ruo not be a mortal, the number one beauty of Ancient Martial Arts, to everyone's eyes, how could the words of the most beautiful woman in Ancient Martial Arts be untrue?

"Someone could actually gravely injure the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch!"

"The Ghost Soldiers Formation of the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch is famous in the Ancient Martial World, Someone once said that the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, below Earth Level, is absolutely invincible."

"Perhaps a Heavenly Level Martial Artist emerged to teach the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch a lesson..."

For a time, the people around them were discussing fervently.

"Fang Ruo... Miss Fang Ruo, I wonder who the capable person is who gravely injured the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch." Nalan Xiong originally wanted to address Fang Ruo as a fairy, but seeing her cold demeanor, he simply addressed her directly as a miss. "It's possible that the person who gravely injured the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch might be a good friend of mine. I know many hermit masters at the peak of Earth Level. If I have time one day, I will personally thank him for helping Miss drive away the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch."

Ding Fan was truly impressed by Nalan Xiong, who always tried to flaunt his sense of superiority the moment he opened his mouth. Saying he knew Martial Artists at the peak of Earth Level, this kind of person is really unlikable.

Fang Ruo was also displeased by Nalan Xiong's words. "You won't know the person who gravely injured the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch. He is not some senior; he's probably younger than me."

Actually, Fang Ruo didn't want to leak information about Ding Fan. Since he had saved her, she didn't want to bring any unnecessary trouble to Ding Fan.

But seeing Nalan Xiong's pompous demeanor, she directly stated it.

"What, the person who gravely injured the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, is even younger than Fang Ruo!"

"So that means, the person who gravely injured the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch is just over twenty years old. To have such high cultivation at such a young age, he is truly a prodigy blessed by heaven!"

"Exactly, to have such cultivation at this age, he really is a genius!"

The people around them began to discuss.

These people were calling him a genius, which made Nalan Xiong's face turn extremely sour.

In the face of Nalan Xiong, mentioning the term genius, in his mind, was a direct insult to Nalan Xiong!

"I didn't expect Miss Fang Ruo to know such a formidable character, may I have the honor to learn the name of this friend? If there's a chance in the future, we could learn from each other..." Nalan Xiong said, looking at Fang Ruo.

"I'm sorry, my friend doesn't like to be too high-profile. He always keeps a low profile, so he specifically told me not to talk about small matters like gravely injuring the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch with others..."

After Fang Ruo finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Nalan Xiong beside her and helped her master to dine elsewhere.

Ding Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing Fang Ruo's words. Even the most beautiful and virtuous woman has a fierce side, as Fang Ruo's last statement, 'my friend doesn't like being high-profile,' and 'a small matter like gravely injuring the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch.'

That was clearly a way of saying Nalan Xiong isn't that capable, but he's always so proud and arrogant.

Many people around also grasped the meaning behind Fang Ruo's words, discovering that Fang Ruo had such a sharp side.

Naturally, Nalan Xiong too understood Fang Ruo's words; his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face looked extremely unpleasant. His gaze towards Fang Ruo also flickered with a trace of ruthlessness.

Being embarrassed by Fang Ruo in front of so many people, how could Nalan Xiong feel at ease?

Ding Fan could see that Nalan Xiong definitely wouldn't let bygones be bygones with Fang Ruo and her group.

After having breakfast, Ding Fan, Cheng Bufan, and Qi Luomei casually strolled down the streets of Longxi.

"To think there exists such a remarkable person who even the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch can be gravely injured. Such a character is truly a prodigy blessed by heaven..."

Proud as Cheng Bufan was, he still couldn't stop thinking about Fang Ruo's words from earlier.

If someone in their early twenties could gravely injure the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, that cultivation level was truly defying the heavens. It was envy-inducing.

"If I knew who that formidable person was, I would be willing to marry him," said Qi Luomei with a laugh beside them.

Although Qi Luomei was willful, she had become less capricious and more affable after spending time with Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan.

Cheng Bufan smiled and said to Qi Luomei, "I'm afraid it's not just you who would want to marry that supreme genius."

Qi Luomei held her chin up slightly. "A beauty loves a hero, and I, Miss Qi, have plenty of ways to capture that supreme genius!"

Seeing Qi Luomei so confident, Ding Fan could only smile.

Ding Fan had no intention of revealing to them that he had gravely injured the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, and seeing Qi Luomei's reaction, he was even less likely to tell them.

Ding Fan and his group wandered aimlessly along the broad streets of Longxi.

Although the auction was still two days away, the city was already filled with Martial Artists.

These Martial Artists were mostly above Human Level Fifth Grade and below Earth Level, but there were not a few at Earth Level. From this, it was clear that the upcoming Longxi Auction would be fiercely contested.

"Ding Fan! Is it you, the benefactor Ding Fan?"

Just as Ding Fan and the other two aimlessly walked down the main street, a voice came from behind Ding Fan.

Following the sound, Ding Fan looked over to see a man of about his age standing not too far away.

Upon seeing Ding Fan, the man immediately showed great joy. "It really is my benefactor!"

The man then came straight over to Ding Fan and greeted him with the respect due to a martial artist.

Ding Fan carefully sized up the man, and then he remembered who he was.

This man was named Lu Fan.

Previously, Lu Fan had sneaked a "Martial Arts Tome" out of his home and been harmed by a villain, only to be saved by Ding Fan later.

That day, Ding Fan had also offered guidance on Lu Fan's cultivation technique, for during his time in the Changling ruins, Ding Fan had found an Invisibility Pearl and a longsword in the Hermit of the Horizon's cave. Having received a favor, Ding Fan felt obliged to fulfill the Hermit's last wish.

Thus, Ding Fan had told Lu Fan that if there were a chance, he would definitely visit the Lu Family in Dejiang. After all, Ding Fan still had a letter from the Hermit of the Horizon that he needed to deliver to Ren Susu. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵

However, Ding Fan had been tied up with endless trivial matters, so the letter had yet to be sent.

"Ru Hang, come here quickly and pay respects to our senior. If it weren't for the senior's rescue that day, I'm afraid I would have already died somewhere out there. And this man is also a great benefactor of our Lu Family..."

Lu Fan called out to a young man not far behind him.

The young man appeared to be about twenty years old, with proud eyes and an air of haughty arrogance about him.

"Lu Fan, is he the expert you've been talking about?" After saying this, Ru Hang did not come over to pay his respects. On the contrary, he wore a look of disdain.

"Ru Hang, watch your manners!" Lu Fan chided from the side.

"What nonsense, any random guy is paraded as an elder. This man is at most two or three years older than me. To have to call someone an elder, I think your brain's got water in it..." Ru Hang huffed disdainfully.

"Senior, please don't lower yourself to his level," said Lu Fan.

Lu Fan had witnessed Ding Fan's strength, so he didn't dare show the slightest disrespect.

Ding Fan didn't bother arguing with Ru Hang. To him, the young man was nothing more than an impudent youngster.

"Did your family head come for this trip to Longxi?" Ding Fan asked.

Ding Fan always carried the letter meant for Ren Susu. If the Lu Family head had come, Ding Fan could hand over the letter directly.

"Not only did the family head come, but the old ancestor has also come out of seclusion. We came to Longxi this time especially to find you," Lu Fan said.

When Lu Fan returned to Dejiang the last time, he reported his encounter with Ding Fan to the family head, and when the topic shifted to the Hermit of the Horizon, the long-unseen old ancestor stepped forward.

Upon hearing the Hermit of the Horizon had passed away, and there was a letter with someone named Ding Fan, the old ancestor became restless.

This journey to Longxi was regarded as a grand gathering of martial artists.

The purpose of this outing was to try their luck in meeting Ding Fan. To Lu Fan's good fortune, he had encountered Ding Fan unexpectedly.

"Senior, we're currently staying at Noble Manor. Let's go there together!" Lu Fan suggested.

Ding Fan nodded. He then turned to Cheng Bufan and Qi Luomei and said, "Big brother, I have some minor matters to take care of. Once I'm done, I'll come and join you."

Cheng Bufan and Qi Luomei had no objections, so Ding Fan parted ways with them for the time being.

Noble Manor was some distance from where Ding Fan and his group were currently located. Lu Fan hailed a taxi without delay.

Throughout the ride, despite Ru Hang's undiminished arrogance, Ding Fan remained indifferent. The car journey lasted twenty minutes before arriving at Noble Manor.

Stepping out of the car, Ding Fan took in the sight of Noble Manor.

Outside the manor, high walls built with red bricks obscured the view of the interior.

Lu Fan led the way through a black, imposing gate and entered the pathway within the manor.

On both sides of the path were unnamed plants that exuded a refined and noble presence. Following the path for a short while, they arrived at a three-story building.

The exterior of the three-story building was like that of a palace, ancient in its elegance. At the entrance, two wooden pillars were carved with dragons, and under the glazed tiles, a row of lanterns dangled.

In front of this miniature palace lay a large lake, with a small bridge leading to a gazebo at the center of the lake. The lake was planted with lotuses, which appeared not only grand but also extremely pleasant...

The fact that such a large lake fit within the manor's walls was no small feat.

Lu Fan invited Ding Fan to have tea in a gazebo outside the miniature palace and then excitedly ran inside the small palace...