Chapter 714: Chapter 714

Dongfang Ying, gripping her soft whip tightly, glared at Sun Qi with a fierce expression.

"Don't blame me now; I initially could have killed you and then absorbed your cultivation power. However, doing so would only allow me to absorb half of it, which would be quite a pity. Therefore, I had to flay you alive," she said.

Dongfang Ying suddenly laughed, but her smile was filled with cruelty.

"You... you let me go, I can give you lots of treasures; just let me go, please..."

Till now, Dongfang Ying had not paid any attention to Sun Qi's pleas. She flicked her right hand, and her long whip tightly coiled around Sun Qi, then with a forceful tug, she pulled Sun Qi right in front of her.

Sun Qi's body was tightly constricted; the third grade Artifact of Attack that the soft whip was, was something Sun Qi could not break free from.

"Death isn't to be feared; it'll be over quickly," said Dongfang Ying with a cruel smile as she extended her left palm.

"Help... help me..." Sun Qi, plunged into despair, shouted desperately for help.

Just at that moment, a Wind Blade tore through the air towards them.

Squeak...The Wind Blade cut through the air, emitting a series of shrill cries, bringing chills to one's spine.

Using her telekinesis, Dongfang Ying immediately sensed someone attacking her with a Wind Blade. Not daring to be careless, she no longer focused on Sun Qi; with a flick of her body and a whip of her long whip, she quickly retreated to one side.

Thud... Free from the long whip's restraint, Sun Qi's body thumped as he fell to the ground.

"Who is it? Who dares to ambush your granny!" Dongfang Ying's expression was grave.

The approaching Wind Blade was ferocious; if not for Dongfang Ying's swift reactions, she might have been sliced in half by now.

"You absorb others' Inner Strength, then forcefully integrate their cultivation techniques into your body... It's just too bad, you forgot that Inner Strength has specific properties. Everyone's inner strength is different; forcefully absorbing different inner strengths into your body will eventually lead to their mutual destruction— and that day will be your downfall," said Ding Fan as he slowly emerged, speaking with a calm expression.

"It's you! It is indeed you... You didn't die!" Dongfang Ying was taken aback upon seeing Ding Fan.

Yesterday, Lady Fang had mentioned that Ding Fan had taken a pill of hers. Now that Ding Fan had turned traitor, the pill would surely take effect, and he was supposed to have died last night in a corner of the jungle.

Dongfang Ying had been sent by her master to find Ding Fan's body. Firstly, to confirm Ding Fan's death, and secondly, to collect all the treasures on his person...

However, Dongfang Ying had not expected that Ding Fan was still alive. And judging from the Wind Blade just now, not only was Ding Fan alive, but he was also faring very well.

"Senior... it is truly you, senior. I thought I would never see you again. I never imagined I would meet you here," Sun Qi, upon seeing Ding Fan, burst into tears.

Ding Fan was taken aback. "The title of senior... I really can't bear it..."

Sun Qi didn't wait for Ding Fan to finish and promptly said, "Senior, age does not distinguish seniority. Although you wore a disguise mask back then, I still remember you. At Myriad Snake Island, you used a Sixth Grade Foundation Building Pill, and from then on, I remembered your aura. Sadly, you left in a hurry, so I couldn't visit you..."

Ding Fan felt a wave of relief. From this, he began to see Sun Qi in a new light.

The basic skill of an alchemist is to have a good nose, capable of remembering and distinguishing scents.

Sun Qi, based on the aura at that time on Myriad Snake Island, could determine it was him. This was extremely formidable; it had been a very long time since that trip to Myriad Snake Island.

"You have a good foundation, indeed a fine prospect for an alchemist." Since the other had already recognized him, Ding Fan no longer concealed it and spoke indifferently.

Upon hearing Ding Fan say this, Sun Qi immediately knelt down. "Senior, I have been obsessed with pills all my life; please take me as your disciple..."

As he spoke, Sun Qi began to kowtow fervently to Ding Fan. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝕟𝕖𝕥

"Now is not the time for this. Let's deal with this villain first," said Ding Fan calmly.

Sun Qi glanced at Dongfang Ying, then nodded.

Now was indeed not the time for apprenticeship; Dongfang Ying was still watching them intently.

Dongfang Ying had witnessed the entire scene of Sun Qi kneeling and begging Ding Fan to take him as a disciple.

Last night at the exchange meeting in Donghe, Dongfang Ying had heard that someone could refine a Sixth Grade Pill, but she hadn't cared much then. She hadn't expected the person Sun Qi mentioned to be Ding Fan.

Sun Qi's skills in alchemy were formidable; there weren't many to whom he would refer as senior...

"I didn't expect you to be quite capable..." Dongfang Ying couldn't help but reevaluate Ding Fan from head to toe.

"The Inner Strength within your body is very chaotic. If you don't quickly harmonize these energies, you will eventually be burst by that turbulent force," Ding Fan said, after sensing Dongfang Ying's condition using his Divine Sense.

Dongfang Ying frowned slightly but huffed lightly. "I cultivate the demonic path; I knew from the start there were great dangers in practicing this path. Once decided, I have no regrets."

Ding Fan shook his head.

Those like Dongfang Ying, who strengthened their inner strength by absorbing others', were to be exterminated by united cultivators and sects if discovered in the Cultivation World.

This was to maintain the fundamentals of the Cultivation path, preventing individuals from corrupting its principles. These demonic cultivators were like bloodsucking mosquitoes.

If they weren't swiftly eradicated, they would eventually cause disaster.

"Then I shall claim your life, and thereby do a service for the Ancient Martial World," Ding Fan said as he reached for his Nine Profound Iron.

Ding Fan, ever since he swallowed the Celestial Fruit, had experienced a dramatic increase in his cultivation, advancing by two levels to the middle phase of Foundation Establishment.

With Ding Fan's current cultivation, taking down Dongfang Ying, who was at the peak of the Earth Level, was as easy as using a drill to bore through soft earth.

Even if Ding Fan were to face Dongfang Ying unarmed, he would still have victory securely in his grasp, yet he chose to use the Nine Profound Iron for a principal reason.

Ding Fan wanted to test the power of the Nine Profound Iron after its recent refinement.

"Hahaha… I'm dying of laughter! You, as a person at the peak of the Earth Level, should at least use a comparable magic artifact; holding that broken firewood, can you really defeat me?" Dongfang Ying laughingly said.

With an indifferent tone, Ding Fan stated, "Killing you is enough!"

Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, Dongfang Ying's expression hardened, and she instantly moved, her long whip sweeping directly toward Ding Fan's neck.

This strike was strong; if it had hit, Ding Fan's head might have been whipped off by her long whip.

However, facing the long whip lashing toward him, Ding Fan had no intention of dodging.

Ding Fan actually wanted to test the power of the Nine Profound Iron, and since his opponent was attacking with full force, this served as a good test.

In that instant, Ding Fan fervently mustered all his True Qi, and faced the fierce wind from the opponent's whip head-on.

The Sword Qi unleashed by Ding Fan, along with the air, emitted a series of sizzling sounds that could make one's teeth tingle.

Seeing Ding Fan choose to clash directly with her, the corners of Dongfang Ying's mouth slightly curled.

In Dongfang Ying's view, although she and Ding Fan were both at the peak of the Earth Level, the long whip in her hand was a third-grade Artifact of Attack.

Her cultivation, combined with such an artifact, facing Ding Fan holding a mere fire stick, surely spelled a certain victory.

Dongfang Ying shouted explosively.

The weapons of the two combatants heavily collided.

Suddenly, centering on the two of them, a formidable Inner Strength burst forth…

At that moment, Sun Qi, who had been watching the excitement, was blown away a great distance by the powerful Inner Strength.

Looking at the arena now,

Following the clash of their weapons, Dongfang Ying was pushed back more than ten steps by the powerful Inner Strength before she barely managed to steady her stance.

Now looking at Ding Fan,

He stood there, utterly unmoved. The outcome was clear without saying.

"‰…" Dongfang Ying initially wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and she failed to speak a word.

Thump… Dongfang Ying could no longer stand upright; she knelt down directly.

"This sword, killing you is enough." At this moment, Ding Fan did not look at Dongfang Ying, who was kneeling and vomiting blood beside him; instead, he was quite satisfied as he looked at the longsword in his hand.

At this time, Dongfang Ying slowly raised her head and looked at Ding Fan beside her, her face full of astonishment.

Not long ago, Dongfang Ying had cooperated with Ding Fan to kill a Demon Cat, and it had all happened within three days.

At that time, Ding Fan's cultivation was the same as hers, both at the peak of the Earth Level—there was no way to hide that cultivation. Facing a powerful Demon Cat then, who could possibly conceal their strength?

But in just a few days, Ding Fan, who had been on par with her, had now effortlessly defeated her with a single sword strike to the point of vomiting blood... This was too damn incomprehensible.

Now, Dongfang Ying got up from the ground, her hand holding an Earth Jutsu Talisman.

Dongfang Ying was no fool; having fought him, staying here would only lead to death, so she might as well escape sooner!

However, though Dongfang Ying had a good plan, just as she pulled out the talisman, a Wind Blade had already slashed toward her.

The right hand holding the talisman was directly severed by Ding Fan, and in an instant, blood splattered all over the ground.

At this moment, Dongfang Ying's face turned deathly pale.

By now, Dongfang Ying knew that escaping from Ding Fan's hands would be very difficult.

"Please spare me. I have lived a very pitiful life. I was kidnapped by human traffickers as a child, then sold to my master. From childhood to now, I don't even know who my parents are, and at my age, I'm still naively studying… Please consider my youth and let me go…"

Suddenly, Dongfang Ying's expression changed, turning into an innocent look, and she knelt on the ground, ceaselessly kowtowing and begging Ding Fan for mercy…