Chapter 987: Chapter 987

Ding Fan and Jiang Feng returned to the courtyard early to avoid attracting the attention of Wu Weier and Wu Cheng. Fortunately, the siblings were sound asleep and hadn't noticed what happened earlier.

The next morning, just as everyone was getting up, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.

Wu Weier went to open the gate.

"Wang Fang? Why are you here so early?" Wu Weier was a bit surprised.

Ding Fan came out of his room just then.

He naturally knew the reason for Wang Fang's early visit. Last night, he sent people to attack Jiang Feng, but they didn't return. Plus, the courtyard was still here; how could Wang Fang not come to check?

"Are you all alright, Wu Weier?" Wang Fang asked with apparent concern.

"Nothing happened..." Wu Weier was unaware of last night's events.

Jiang Feng also came out of his room and stood in the courtyard.

"Greetings, Senior Jiang..." Upon seeing Jiang Feng, Wang Fang respectfully greeted him with a martial artist salute. "Last night, some Ghost Sect members intruded..."

Jiang Feng interrupted before Wang Fang could finish. "Last night, I killed two disciples of the Ghost Sect..."

"Uncle Jiang Feng, you mean Ghost Sect members came last night? Were you injured, Uncle?" Wu Weier asked worriedly.

They had previously been ambushed by the Ghost Sect, so Wu Weier knew well how formidable they were.

Jiang Feng waved his hand. "Just two ordinary disciples of the Ghost Sect, nothing to worry about."

Seeing Jiang Feng's confidence, Wu Weier felt relieved.

Wang Fang then said, "Since Senior and Sister Weier are unharmed, I'm relieved... Oh, by the way, Sister Weier, before the Hidden Gate Conference begins in the town, there will be a small Magic Artifact exchange meeting. Would you be interested in taking a look?"

An event like the Hidden Gate Conference in a place like Dejiang is rare. With so many martial artists gathering, it's a perfect opportunity to exchange Magic Artifacts and cultivation resources.

"Sure, I was just looking for something fun to do..." Wu Weier said happily.

"A Magic Artifact exchange, that's nice. I might as well go and check it out too." Ding Fan said casually from the side.

Such exchange meetings aren't common. Ding Fan could see if there were materials he needed.

Besides, Wang Fang wasn't a good person, leaving Wu Weier alone with him would be like sending a lamb into a tiger's mouth.

"Go by yourself; I won't go with you..." Wu Weier thought Ding Fan was just following her. After all, yesterday, Ding Fan had said she was the woman he liked.

Apparently, he must be jealous of her being with Wang Fang.

But before Wu Weier could finish her sentence, Jiang Feng spoke up. "Since it's an auction, let's all go together."

Wang Fang had originally intended to invite Wu Weier out alone, but he hadn't expected Jiang Feng and the others to join.

Seeing Jiang Feng's insistence, Wu Weier couldn't argue. She shot a sharp look at Ding Fan, thinking that if it weren't for him, she'd be free from Jiang Feng's watchful eyes and could enjoy herself.

Ding Fan paid no mind to Wu Weier.

After breakfast, they left the courtyard and walked outside.

The Lu Family had considerable influence in Dejiang, and almost the entire town was under their control. On the streets, one mostly saw Ancient Martial Warriors; ordinary people were rare.

Since the Magic Artifact exchange meeting hadn't started yet, Wang Fang led everyone to stroll around the streets.

At this moment, Ding Fan suddenly detected a familiar presence.

That aura belonged to the old scrawny man from whom Ding Fan had snatched the Emperor Pit Bronze Mirror during the Mount Lu auction, Ming Chen.

Ding Fan wasn't surprised to see Ming Chen here. The Hidden Gate Conference was such a significant event, it would be unusual if he hadn't come.

Ding Fan had been searching for Ming Chen all over. After all, Ruan Yuan had been hunted by him, and whether Ruan Yuan was dead or alive, Ding Fan needed to hear from Ming Chen himself.

Ming Chen seemed oblivious to his surroundings, as if he were in a hurry to get somewhere.

It appeared Ming Chen was tracking someone. Ding Fan promptly extended his divine sense.

Soon, Ding Fan discovered someone hurrying ahead of Ming Chen, a presence equally familiar to him—it was the aura of Mei Zhi from the Spirit Sect.

Could Ming Chen be plotting against Mei Zhi?

"Senior Jiang, I have some matters to attend to..." Ding Fan said to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng nodded; he was well-aware of Ding Fan's background.

After bidding Jiang Feng farewell, Ding Fan unwaveringly pursued the direction where Ming Chen had gone.

Watching Ding Fan disappear, Wu Weier let out a long sigh of relief...

"He's finally gone"...

After Mei Zhi left the town, she quickly accelerated, racing forward.

Mei Zhi moved swiftly. She was known as the most autonomous disciple the Spirit Sect had seen in a century...

Despite her speed, after running for tens of kilometers, someone blocked Mei Zhi's path.

"You can't escape..." The person said in a cold, indifferent tone.

The one blocking Mei Zhi's path was none other than Ming Chen.

Mei Zhi directly drew her longsword, looking vigilant.

Ming Chen didn't pay any attention to the longsword in Mei Zhi's hand. "With your talent, there won't be any problem advancing to Profound Level in a hundred years. Unfortunately, you just know too much..."

Mei Zhi's elegant eyebrows slightly furrowed. She didn't waste any words and, with a flick of her longsword, directly lunged at Ming Chen.

This strike of Mei Zhi's was quite powerful, instantly stirring up sand and stones around, creating a whistling sound.

Despite the might of Mei Zhi's strike, Ming Chen didn't care at all. As the longsword in Mei Zhi's hand was about to pierce him, Ming Chen extended two fingers.

The next thing that happened stunned Mei Zhi.

Mei Zhi was a Heavenly Level martial artist, yet a full-force strike from her was easily caught by Ding Fan with just two fingers...

"How... how is this possible?!" Mei Zhi almost doubted her own eyes.

While Mei Zhi was still in shock, a surge of electricity suddenly transmitted from the sword's hilt, causing Mei Zhi's right hand, which tightly grabbed the longsword, to relax.

Ming Chen held the longsword with two fingers...

Mei Zhi's face turned extremely grim.

After hesitating for a moment, Mei Zhi pulled out a bunch of explosive talismans from the storage ring and threw them without hesitation. Follow current novᴇls on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥

After throwing the explosive runes, Mei Zhi turned and fled.

She threw out the explosive talismans to buy herself time to escape.

Now, Mei Zhi didn't care about her own life or death; her foremost concern was to ensure the message was delivered...

However, Mei Zhi's plan was good, but before she could escape far, Ming Chen was already in front of her again.

"There's no way you can escape from me."

After Ming Chen spoke gloomily, he swept the longsword, grasped by its sword beam, sharply towards Mei Zhi.

This sword strike was extremely bizarre, with an unusual angle of attack that Mei Zhi couldn't possibly evade.

Because Ming Chen was holding the sword beam, the longsword's hilt directly stabbed into Mei Zhi's shoulder.

Though Mei Zhi wasn't hurt by Ming Chen's longsword, her acupoints were sealed, rendering her immobile.

Mei Zhi felt a wave of despair; having her acupoints sealed meant she was as good as captured.

Ming Chen approached Mei Zhi.

Mei Zhi knew this time she wouldn't be able to escape. This place was remote, and Ming Chen's cultivation was incredibly formidable; who could possibly save her now...

Swish, swish, swish... Just then, three wind blades suddenly slashed through.

The three fierce wind blades forced Ming Chen to retreat several steps before he steadied himself.

Ming Chen was taken aback; the menacing wind blades were unexpectedly powerful, clearly not something an ordinary martial artist could unleash.

When Ming Chen looked up at Mei Zhi, there was already a slight figure standing beside her. That person was Ding Fan.

Though Ding Fan had changed his appearance using Duorou, Ming Chen still identified him from his aura.

Ding Fan ignored Ming Chen at this moment. With a gentle wave of his right hand, Mei Zhi, who had her acupoints sealed, was instantly freed.

"I'm Ding Fan, where are the other Spirit Sect disciples?" Ding Fan asked now.

Ding Fan had previously arranged for Mei Zhi and Zhao Shanhe to lead the team to Dejiang, but now he only saw Mei Zhi and none of the other Spirit Sect disciples.

Earlier, Mei Zhi thought she was dead for sure, but in the critical moment, Ding Fan came.

"Sect Master, the Spirit Sect disciples are now resting in the town... Sect Master, I discovered traces of the Immortal Sect disciples." Mei Zhi said eagerly. "I discovered the Immortal Sect disciples were captured in the Heavenly Cave outside Dejiang by him... so he chased me all the way here."

Ming Chen's eyes narrowed.

Ding Fan had been searching for Ruan Yuan and the Immortal Sect's female disciple. Hearing the news now, he looked invigorated.

"Kid, with our cultivation levels, if we team up, no one in this world would stand against us. Whether it's Ghost Sect or Spirit Sect... If you're willing to collaborate, I'd happily assist you... I'd help you achieve greatness." Ming Chen said indifferently.

"You're overthinking." Ding Fan ignored Ming Chen, and with a wave of his right hand, the Nine Profound Iron appeared in his hand. "How could I possibly associate with someone like you, who cultivates by consuming the blood and flesh of martial artists!"

After hearing Ding Fan's words, Ming Chen's eyes were filled with killing intent. "It seems you're determined to fight me?"

Ding Fan spoke indifferently. "There's only one word for evil cultivators... Kill!"

"Fine!" Ming Chen directly threw away Mei Zhi's longsword, and then drew his own longsword from the storage ring.

In front of Ding Fan, Ming Chen didn't dare to be arrogant.

Being arrogant in front of such a formidable enemy is akin to seeking death.