Chapter 972: Chapter 972

Zhao Yan's leg injury hasn't fully healed, and she can't use her True Qi for three months. At this moment, a long-distance sprint is impossible for her.

Having Lingzhu carry her is not an option either since Lingzhu's cultivation is insufficient. Besides, she's not fast on her own, and carrying Zhao Yan would surely mean they won't escape.

After listening to Ding Fan, Zhao Yan blushed. Although she knew Ding Fan had her best interests at heart, she had never let another boy carry her before.

However, Zhao Yan also realized that now was not the time for shyness, so she nodded her head straightforwardly.

Seeing Zhao Yan , Ding Fan finally felt relieved.

Previously, he was worried Zhao Yan wouldn't set aside her modesty as a girl, but now that she had, it saved a lot of trouble.

Without further ado, Ding Fan directly lifted Zhao Yan onto his back.

Zhao Yan's body wasn't heavy; her body was soft and warm. Ding Fan could feel her body heat on his back.

However, Ding Fan wasn't a lecherous person. Even though the warmth made him react a bit, he quickly calmed his chaotic emotions.

"Hold onto this," Ding Fan said, handing a whip to Lingzhu beside him.

This long whip was an Artifact of Attack used by a Martial Artist Ding Fan had previously slain.

The main reason for taking it out at this moment was that Lingzhu's cultivation was insufficient. Ding Fan was worried she wouldn't be able to keep up, so he planned to use the whip to assist her.

Lingzhu nodded, then grabbed the long whip handed to her by Ding Fan.

She was genuinely impressed by Ding Fan's movement technique.

Like before, when Ding Fan carried Zhao Yan and dragged her along, the people from the Ghost Sect couldn't catch up the whole way. That movement technique was truly unparalleled.

"Are you ready?" Ding Fan asked.

"Ready," said Lingzhu.

Zhao Yan, on Ding Fan's back, also said, "Ready."

Ding Fan took a deep breath, then started sprinting, swiftly running up the steep cliff towards the top of the crevice.

Lingzhu followed behind Ding Fan the whole way, feeling very nervous.

She was somewhat skeptical about whether Ding Fan's Invisibility Talisman would actually work.

After all, the adversary was a Profound Level expert. Could an ordinary rune really fool such a strong opponent? Lingzhu had her doubts.

As the three emerged from the crevice, Lingzhu used her Telekinesis to survey their surroundings.

The disciples from the Ghost Sect guarding the crevice hadn't noticed them at all. It was as if those people couldn't see them.

This Invisibility Talisman... it actually worked.

Lingzhu was astonished.

At this moment, Lingzhu looked at Ding Fan with disbelief but great admiration.

With unparalleled movement techniques and excellent medical skills, Ding Fan's talent in Talisman Crafting could even deceive a Profound Level expert... He was simply incredible...

If Ding Fan weren't boasting, Lingzhu thought he seemed to be a perfect man.

The reason Lingzhu thought Ding Fan might be boasting was naturally due to something Ding Fan had once said.

Ding Fan had once claimed he could scatter the Ghost Sect disciples stationed at the crevice...

Meanwhile, Zhao Yan, on Ding Fan's back, was also filled with admiration for him.

Being able to leave behind the seven Ghost Sect experts so easily was a testament to Ding Fan's might.

Ding Fan wasn't concerned about how the two women viewed him; what he needed to do now was lead them to safety—out of the opponent's Telekinesis range within five minutes.

If they escaped beyond the opponent's Telekinesis range, they would be considered victorious.

Ding Fan's speed increased, and soon Lingzhu felt like her feet had left the ground entirely. Her whole body seemed to be pulled along by Ding Fan.

Lingzhu could only hear the rush of the wind in her ears, and the scene before her became a blur...

Five minutes passed, and by the time Ding Fan stopped, they had already sprinted more than twenty kilometers!

Lingzhu and Zhao Yan were so shocked that they nearly bit their fists in disbelief. Sprinting twenty kilometers in five minutes—who could believe such a feat if told?

Even having just experienced it, the two women found it hard to believe.

When they were trapped at the bottom of the rift, they thought they were doomed, but now they had escaped...

The joy of surviving a hopeless situation was indescribable.

Ding Fan used his Divine Sense to probe the Ghost Sect members at the crevice.

It was evident those seven people had realized no one was below anymore. They were now searching for their trail under the rift.

Even they couldn't believe that within minutes, Ding Fan had taken the Zhao Family people to safety.

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Ding Fan extended his Divine Sense and soon discovered a small town ten kilometers away. He then led the two women towards it.

At this moment, the three no longer used their extreme movement techniques. There were vehicles frequently passing by, and if they were seen sprinting, it might make the news by tomorrow, causing a huge uproar.

After arriving in the town, they first found an inn to rest a bit.

Zhao Yan had bloodstains on her, so they needed to wait until morning when shops opened to buy her some clothes. Venturing out would undoubtedly cause more trouble.

As daylight fully set in, Ding Fan went out and bought some food. The overnight sprint had worn out the two women, and Zhao Yan still had injuries, so they needed to replenish their energy.

After eating, Lingzhu went and bought some clothes. Once Zhao Yan changed out of her blood-stained clothes, the three found a car to head to Ming City.

The journey to Ming City from there was not short. Fortunately, the fare offered by Ding Fan was such that the taxi driver couldn't refuse.

So the three of them took the car straight to Ming City.

"Listeners, two mummified bodies were continuously discovered at a construction site in Ming City... The mummies belong to contemporary individuals, and their condition appears very similar to victims drained of flesh and blood..."

Ding Fan initially planned to escort the two women to Ming City, then give them a seal of the Spirit Sect so they could directly go there.

But upon entering Ming City, the broadcast on the taxi's radio caught Ding Fan's attention.

Mummies? Drained of flesh and blood?

Ding Fan recalled the desiccated elder from the auction; Ye Tianshi had been severely injured by that person. Could it be that the Evil Cultivator had come to Ming City?

Thinking of this, Ding Fan wondered if Ruan Yuan might also be there?

It would be following that Evil Cultivator's disposition; how could he let Ruan Yuan off when he knew so much about him?

Thus, Ding Fan decided to accompany them to visit the Wang Family in Ming City.

While Ming City's Wang Family was considered part of the Hidden Sects, it's possible they might have information on that Evil Cultivator.

Ding Fan asked Zhao Yan if he could accompany them to the Wang Family.

Neither Zhao Yan nor Lingzhu had any objections.

The Wang Family and Zhao Family had little interaction. It's said decades ago, the Zhao Family head saved the Wang Family head, but that story's age makes it hard to verify. This visit seemed a bit like testing one's luck.

So, bringing Ding Fan along wasn't a big deal.

The two women actually wanted Ding Fan to accompany them, but felt it might be inappropriate to invite a man abruptly, so they hadn't brought it up.

As the vehicle entered Ming City, Zhao Yan used information from her family and with little effort reached a large pharmacy in the downtown area.

This pharmacy was built in the ancient Huaxia style, adorned with large red lanterns outside, and a sign clearly displayed the words.

"Ming City Famous Doctor Building"...

From its name, one could tell this pharmacy's significance to the locals.

The two women, now with Ding Fan, entered the pharmacy directly.

The pharmacy was bustling with business; quite a few people inside were having their pulses taken.

As the elder sister, Zhao Yan went straight to the counter. "Excuse me, is this the Wang Family in Ming City?"

"Yes... In Ming City, there's probably no one who doesn't know this is the Wang Family..." The person responding was a young man in his twenties.

However, this young man's lips were perpetually curled, as if he had some superiority.

Though a family renowned for Martial Cultivation had not yet been met, just seeing this clerk made Ding Fan feel the Wang Family might be all reputation.

"I'm here to find someone. I wish to see the Wang Family's head," Zhao Yan politely said.

They were visiting the Wang Family to ask for a favor, so they had to be courteous.

"The head?" The young man chuckled as if he heard the funniest joke. "Who do you think you are? You think because you're a bit pretty, our head would see you? You think with your looks, you can hook a rich guy..."

"What did you say?!" Lingzhu, displeased with the crude remark, immediately stepped forward.

"Oh, there's actually a pair of you. I'll tell you, this is the Wang Family's territory. If you cause trouble here, don't say we weren't courteous!" the clerk arrogantly said.

Ding Fan felt anger rising.

The guy was just a clerk, yet acted so high and mighty, as if he owned the place.

Though Zhao Yan and Lingzhu had asked politely, the clerk responded with unwarranted hostility.

Ding Fan walked to the counter, lightly ran his right hand across it, then calmly said, "We want to see the Wang Family head; please pass the message."

The clerk, seeing Ding Fan emerge, initially intended to act arrogantly.

However, that moment Ding Fan lifted his hand from the counter, the clerk's expression turned stern.

On the counter, there was now a distinct handprint, as if it had been pressed into clay.

The clerk was sure it wasn't there before, meaning Ding Fan left it with a mere touch.

If he could do that to the counter, one could only imagine the injuries if it were a person...

The clerk no longer dared to speak arrogantly. "Wait here..."

The clerk hurried away, returning shortly with a large group.

"Young master, they're the troublemakers," the clerk pointed to Ding Fan's group...