Chapter 780: Chapter 780

Ding Fan had not expected to encounter Yang Baichuan and his group here. Given the storm outside, it seemed everyone had crowded into this place.

When Yang Baichuan and Master Qingchuan saw Ding Fan, they were both stunned.

Since Ding Fan had previously defeated Master Qingchuan and made him kneel on the ground, Yang Baichuan was quite unnerved to see him as well.

However, when Yang Baichuan noticed the pool of blood on the ground beside them, as well as the blood at the corner of Ding Fan's mouth, his eyes brightened.

"We meet again..." Yang Baichuan, with a smile forming at corners of his mouth, said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan simply did not bother with this Yang Baichuan.

With the help of Lan Qier, Ding Fan then headed to the bed.

As this place wasn't personally owned by Ding Fan and considering his internal injuries, he didn't want to provoke Yang Baichuan and his group.

Yang Baichuan gave a look to an attendant by his side.

The attendant nodded, then directly stood out and said to Ding Fan, "I want this bed, move aside."

Ding Fan clearly understood that this attendant, stepping forward, was merely paving the way for Yang Baichuan, who had likely seen Ding Fan spit blood and thus sent this attendant to probe.

"If you don't want to die, then scram!" Ding Fan said indifferently, emotionlessly.

The attendant, apparently unaware of Ding Fan's previous display of power, didn't utter another word and kicked towards Ding Fan's chest.

"Kid, dare to speak rashly to me."

The opponent started to attack as he spoke, aiming a kick directly at Ding Fan's chest.

"Scram!" Ding Fan waved his hand.

With a single palm strike, Ding Fan sent the ignorant attendant flying before he could even reach him.

The attendant's cultivation was only at the earthly Human Level Peak, while Ding Fan was already in the middle phase of Foundation Establishment; even with his injuries, it wasn't hard for him to kill the attendant.

Spurt... Just then, Ding Fan, unable to control himself, spit out a mouthful of blood.

He had sustained substantial internal injuries during his fight with Ye Tianshi. Now, moving his True Qi aggravated his injuries, leading him to spit out blood.

Seeing Ding Fan spit blood, the corners of Yang Baichuan's mouth curled slightly.

"Senior Ding, I hope you're not too badly hurt." Lan Qier saw Ding Fan injured and hurried over, trying to support him.

Seeing Lan Qier rush over with such concern, Yang Baichuan was puzzled for a moment.

When they had met before, Ding Fan had blocked Lan Qier's Acupoints, and the two seemed as incompatible as water and fire... It hadn't been long, and yet the woman was already showing such concern for Ding Fan...

Thinking about it, Yang Baichuan suddenly realized something.

Before a woman is deflowered, she treasures her chastity most. But once she loses it, she drops her guard and follows wholeheartedly...

From the looks of it now, Lan Qier must have been taken by Ding Fan.

Otherwise, how could their relationship have improved so quickly?

Yang Baichuan felt a wave of regret, that such a remarkably charming girl had been claimed by Ding Fan...

"Master Qingchuan, he was the one who defeated you before... Now is the best time to cleanse that disgrace..." Yang Baichuan said to Master Qingchuan behind him.

Master Qingchuan glanced at Ding Fan, his expression gravely serious.

"My Lord, doing this would be taking advantage of someone's misfortune. Isn't that improper?"

Ding Fan looked at Qingchuan and felt somewhat more favorable towards him.

Yang Baichuan snorted lightly. "What's right or wrong is only to be decided by the victor. Throughout history, the losers have never had a voice."

Still, Qingchuan showed no signs of taking action.

Yang Baichuan's gaze became sharper again. "Master Qingchuan, did you not hear what I said?"

At last, as if coming to a decision, Master Qingchuan spoke. "He is gravely injured. Taking advantage of someone's plight is not something a disciple of the Upper Xuan Sect would do."

After dropping those words, Master Qingchuan lingered no further and instantly rushed out of the wooden house.

Yang Baichuan watched Master Qingchuan's retreating figure, his eyes filled with vehemence.

"The rest of you, kill this idiot for me," Yang Baichuan said to the men behind him.

At that moment, as the space inside the wooden house was limited and these men's cultivation levels were all above Earth Level, if they really swarmed in, it would be difficult to handle.

Just then, the door to the wooden house was opened again.

The crowd turned towards the entrance, and an elder walked in from outside. The rıghtful source is 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩

When Yang Baichuan saw the newcomer, his demeanor stiffened.

The storm outside was severe, yet the elder who walked in wasn't wet in the slightest—it was clear to all that he hadn't used any rain protection. Given the torrential rain, even with rain gear, it was difficult not to get wet; hence, it was even more incredible that the elder wasn't wet while having no rain gear at all...

The moment the elder stepped inside the wooden house, the atmosphere grew tense. Yang Baichuan and those behind him instinctively made way.

The elder, as if in his own world, went directly to a chair and sat down.

"Yang Baichuan of the Upper Xuan Sect greets the senior..." Yang Baichuan greeted respectfully.

With this elder present, Yang Baichuan dared not act rashly. Just from the manner the elder displayed, not letting the rain touch him, it was clear he was not someone they could afford to provoke.

The person who had arrived was Ye Tianshi.

Seeing Ye Tianshi return, Ding Fan knew that he no longer needed to be involved.

"What? You mention the Upper Xuan Sect right at the beginning; are you trying to use the Upper Xuan Sect to pressure me?" Ye Tianshi's tone was cold and distinctly unfriendly as he addressed Yang Baichuan to one side.

"There is no intention to oppress Senior, just that our Upper Xuan Sect is handling affairs and worried about disturbing Senior..."

"Now that you know you are disturbing me, why don't you just leave..." Ye Tianshi spoke in a calm tone, but his aura was no less forceful.

Yang Baichuan was stunned, then his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

"I respect you, hence I address you as Senior, but now you are taking advantage of your seniority... Could it be that you think my Upper Xuan Sect is easy to bully?"

"It seems you are still relying on the power of the Upper Xuan Sect to pressure me..." Ye Tianshi's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Whoosh... Suddenly, a powerful Inner Strength surged out.

Yang Baichuan immediately felt as if something had seized him. Subsequently, he and the six or seven followers behind him were blasted out of the wooden hut.

Throughout this, Ye Tianshi remained seated on the spot, his body not moving at all.

Just as these men were being expelled, Ye Tianshi's right hand flung out abruptly.

Suddenly, several Wind Blades mercilessly slashed towards them.

Yang Baichuan and his men didn't even have time to react before Ye Tianshi had chopped off their right arms...

Screams of agony echoed outside the wooden hut.

"This time, for the sake of Mr. Ding Fan, I will only take one arm from each of you, but if there's a next time, I will take your lives! Leave now..."

At that moment, Ye Tianshi sent these words out with his Inner Strength.

To Yang Baichuan and his men, these words sounded like thunder. By now, they didn't dare to look back and fled with all their might.

Ding Fan watched the people of the Upper Xuan Sect run away, finding the situation amusing.

These people truly did not know when to stop, daring to provoke Ye Tianshi. When such a person got angry, even the Upper Xuan Sect couldn't afford to offend him.

"Using my name, you really are too cunning," Ding Fan said from the side.

With Ye Tianshi's strength, killing these men would not have been an issue, but now he had only chopped off their arms. Moreover, he had left behind his own name, Ding Fan.

Ding Fan could tell that Ye Tianshi was doing this to push him to a dead end.

At this time, Ye Tianshi looked up to observe the rainy weather outside before speaking indifferently, "Are you scared?"

Ding Fan looked at Ye Tianshi but said nothing.

For Ding Fan, there was nothing to fear. He had provoked the Upper Xuan Sect many times before, not to mention the Myriad Demon Sect.

If Ye Tianshi knew that Ding Fan had continuously provoked the leaders of both righteous and evil Sects, what would he think?

"If you are scared, you could apprentice yourself to me. In all the world, there is no one who would dare to provoke me," Ye Tianshi said lightly.

"Not interested," Ding Fan merely dropped these three words.

Ding Fan had his own cultivation system; he absolutely did not need to apprentice himself to anyone else.

Ye Tianshi was not angered; he simply closed his eyes then and there.

Outside, it continued to rain, causing the nearby stream to begin rising.

Ever since returning, Ye Tianshi had been sitting in a chair, resting with closed eyes, whereas Ding Fan and Lan Qier were sitting on a bed.

Perhaps due to an earlier awkward incident, Ding Fan and Lan Qier had not spoken a single word since...

Gurgle... Just then, Lan Qier's stomach started rumbling loudly.

Ding Fan only then noticed.

Lan Qier had followed him from the town and had yet to eat anything since their arrival.

"You must be hungry, let me make something for you to eat," Ding Fan said to Lan Qier.

"I... I'm okay..." Lan Qier, possibly still thinking about the kiss she had stolen from Ding Fan earlier, stammered her words, her cheeks flushing once again.

Without waiting for Lan Qier to reply, Ding Fan directly took some simple kitchen utensils out of his storage ring.

Ding Fan often faced dangers, and although he had reduced food requirements, he hadn't reached the stage of Fasting and always prepared some food items with him.

The so-called kitchen utensils were nothing more than a small iron pot, and besides that, some bowls, spoons, and chopsticks.

After taking out these items, Ding Fan also took out some rice.

Seeing Ding Fan preparing items, Lan Qier busied herself to help. She went outside to collect some rainwater and then began washing rice, ready to cook.

While Lan Qier was preparing the rice, Ding Fan created a small pile of flames using the Fireball Technique.

Ding Fan had mastered the Fireball Technique to perfection and could control the Flame well.

With the fire set, Lan Qier brought over the iron pot, which now contained the precooked rice.

Ding Fan promptly placed the pot over the fire.

In no time, the aroma of cooking rice wafted through the small cabin.

About fifteen minutes later, the rice was ready, and Ding Fan and Lan Qier exchanged smiles.

Their seamless cooperation in cooking the pot of rice made them seem like a couple settling into daily life.

Lan Qier was indeed hungry; she served herself a bowl of rice and began to eat heartily.

Even without any side dishes, Lan Qier felt this was the most delicious meal she had had in years...