Top-tier Unruly Master

When Lin Zhanting opened his eyes, and was even able to speak, Owen stood by, his mouth agape.

Owen, who is renowned internationally as a neurosurgeon and has even won the Nobel Prize in Medicine, was at a loss with Lin Zhanting's condition. However, in the end, Ding Fan miraculously cured him with just a few silver needles in a matter of minutes.

How could Owen not be amazed?

"It's magical... Truly magical..."

Meanwhile, Ding Fan ignored Owen behind him and spoke to Lin Qingqing, who was already crying tears of joy, "Brother Lin's body is very weak right now. You should arrange for someone to prepare some food."

Lin Qingqing wiped away her tears. Lin Zhanting had just woken up, and while she had been preoccupied with joy, she had forgotten to arrange food for him.

Thereupon, Lin Qingqing went to arrange for the food.

"Everyone else may leave as well, Lin Zhanting has just recovered and he needs to rest," Ding Fan told the people around him.

Having cured Lin Zhanting's illness, Ding Fan's prestige soared. Tang Na didn't dare to say more at that moment; she took Owen by the arm and they both exited.

Lin Yanxi also followed them out, leaving only Ding Fan and Lin Zhanting in the room.

Ding Fan then transmitted some True Qi into Lin Zhanting's body. Although Lin Zhanting appeared weak, his spirits seemed much improved.

"Brother Ding, thank you for saving my life," Lin Zhanting said earnestly to Ding Fan.

Although Lin Zhanting was confused when he regained consciousness, by now he understood. If Ding Fan hadn't intervened, he likely would have spent the rest of his life bedridden like a living dead.

At this time, Ding Fan wasn't concerned about formalities, he asked, "Brother Lin, do you know how you fell ill?"

Although Lin Zhanting's illness was a cerebral thrombosis, Ding Fan felt that the matter was not that simple. The thrombi in Lin Zhanting's brain were multiple and severe; from their condition, Ding Fan could confirm they were induced.

Simply put, it was the work of a martial artist with high Internal Strength, who intentionally induced the blockage in Lin Zhanting's cerebral blood vessels.

The person capable of this was definitely not ordinary.

Lin Zhanting pondered for a moment, then slowly recalled, "I was driving home when I was attacked by a person wearing a mask. That person was incredibly skilled, unlike anyone I've ever seen... I don't remember anything after that."

A person wearing a mask? A skilled person?

Ding Fan immediately thought of the Thousand-Faced Duke. He quickly grabbed some paper and pencil from the table and began to sketch something rapidly.

"Is this the person?"

In just five or six minutes, Ding Fan had sketched the likeness of the Thousand-Faced Duke.

For cultivators, cultivating the mind is crucial, and they often favor the arts of calligraphy and painting. Sketching the features of the Thousand-Faced Duke was not a difficult task for Ding Fan.

"That's him..." Lin Zhanting said, his eyes widening as he saw the figure in the drawing. "Brother Ding, do you know him?"

It was indeed him.

"This person was from the Three Flames Gate, and I have already slain him," Ding Fan said in an even tone.

Based on the timing, it was certain that the Thousand-Faced Duke had been in Honggang City before Ding Fan had slain him.

"A member of the Three Flames Gate? How is that possible?" Lin Zhanting said incredulously upon hearing those three words.

"Do you know about this Three Flames Gate?" Ding Fan asked Lin Zhanting.

Lin Zhanting's expression was grave as he nodded. "The Three Flames Gate is one of the Hidden Sects. My grandfather was a disciple of the Three Flames Gate in his early years..."

Ding Fan was taken aback, not expecting such a connection between the Three Flames Gate and the Lin Family.

"Why would the Three Flames Gate target you?" Ding Fan asked.

Since Lin Zhanting's grandfather had been with the Three Flames Gate, why would they send a Human Level Grade Eight martial artist to target Lin Zhanting?

Lin Zhanting sighed softly. "Grandfather did mention something. It seems the Three Flames Gate lost a Secret Manual, supposedly left behind by an Ancient sage. Since the manual was lost after my grandfather left the sect, the Three Flames Gate has always suspected our Lin Family of stealing it.

My grandfather had explained that the Manual is not with our Lin Family, but the people from the Three Flames Gate refuse to believe it. It seems they came for the manual this time as well."

Ding Fan nodded after listening.

It appeared the Cultivation Manual that the Three Flames Gate lost must be extraordinary; this assassination attempt on Lin Zhanting was mostly for that manual.

After all, in the Cultivation World, it is common for followers to fight to the death over Cultivation Methods, so for Ding Fan, this was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Brother Ding, has the person from the Three Flames Gate really been slain?" Lin Zhenlin now asked with some concern.

Ding Fan nodded slightly, which served as an answer.

At this moment, Lin Zhenlin couldn't suppress the shock within him.

As a child, Lin Zhenlin had heard from his grandfather about Three Flames Gate, whose members were all regarded as extraordinary figures, capable of reaching the heavens and the earth. And now, such formidable people had been slain by Ding Fan...

Just then, Lin Qingqing walked in with a servant from outside the door, the servant holding a tray with a bowl of chicken soup on it.

"Brother Lin, you rest first," said Ding Fan as he stood up, "I'll go outside and gather some medicinal herbs to help strengthen your body. Second Sister, I'll leave this side to you."

Although Lin Zhanting had woken up by then, having been unconscious for so many days, his vital energy was inevitably damaged. Ding Fan thought he could help by refining some Medicine Pills that nourish and solidify the foundation of his vital energy.

Lin Zhanting had no objections and gave a nod.

"Brother Fan, since it's your first time in Honggang City, I think it would be good for Yan Xi to accompany you," Lin Susu suggested.

Lin Yanxi? Ding Fan recalled the icy beauty who had met him at the airport. Throughout their journey, Ding Fan had never seen her smile.

Seeing Ding Fan pondering, Lin Qingqing spoke from the side.

"Brother Fan, Yan Xi is my cousin. She used to be a very cheerful person, not as melancholic as she is now. Three years ago, she fell in love with a scumbag. They were even engaged, but on the day of the wedding, that scumbag ran away..." so Yan Xi has always been very quiet since then."

Hearing this, Ding Fan roughly understood the situation.

Being abandoned on her wedding day must have dealt a significant emotional blow. Ding Fan recalled the man named Huang Jian he encountered outside the airport. From that day's situation, that man was probably the one who had abandoned Lin Yanxi.

Ding Fan understood why Lin Qingqing was explaining this; she was worried that he might find Lin Yanxi difficult to get along with.

"Then let Lin Yanxi accompany me to the medicine store," Ding Fan said indifferently.

In fact, to Ding Fan, Lin Yanxi's cold attitude was not a big issue.

Lin Qingqing immediately made a phone call, and it wasn't long before Lin Yanxi came over. Upon learning that she was to accompany Ding Fan to the medicine store, Lin Yanxi didn't say much.

Ding Fan followed Lin Yanxi out of the villa. Due to the distance from the city center, they had to drive there.

The two of them, as usual, did not speak a word. Ding Fan didn't mind; he was happy to close his eyes and rest.

"We're here."

He didn't know how much time had passed when the car stopped. Lin Yanxi spoke to Ding Fan indifferently from the side.

Ding Fan opened his eyes and looked outside; their car was parked in a parking lot outside a large building.

Lin Yanxi had just stepped out of the car, and Ding Fan had also descended. However, the moment he stepped out, he felt an extremely dangerous presence.

Ding Fan's perception ability was incredibly strong now; he immediately extended his divine sense outward and soon noticed a white van rushing towards their direction.

The van was moving at a high speed. By the time Lin Yanxi noticed, the van was already right in front of her.

Faced with the sudden accident, after the initial shock and astonishment, Lin Yanxi became unexpectedly calm. She slightly closed her eyes, and her lips even curled up slightly as if life or death did not concern her at all.

The surrounding people saw this scene and could not help but scream. It was not easy to survive such a speed.

However, just when the crowd thought that a car accident was inevitable, Ding Fan's figure moved. He grabbed Lin Yanxi by her waist and pulled her into his arms in a bizarre posture, then moved rapidly with his feet...

Woosh... The white van passed by, carrying a gust of wind with it.

A large dust cloud billowed up. When the surrounding crowd looked again, Ding Fan was already holding Lin Yanxi horizontally in his arms.

Those who saw the situation clearly began to exclaim in surprise.

They could see clearly that the van had almost brushed against Ding Fan's body. If Ding Fan had been even a tiny bit slower, both he and Lin Yanxi would undoubtedly have died.

The white van sped past the two of them, not slowing down, and quickly disappeared down the road.

Lin Yanxi slowly opened her eyes, and after a glance at Ding Fan, her face did not show the joy of having survived a disaster, but instead, she had a hint of disappointed expression.

"I'm fine, let me down," Lin Yanxi said indifferently.

Ding Fan frowned slightly. Lin Yanxi's attitude was beyond calm. That white van was clearly out to kill her, but after he saved her, she didn't even seem worried about figuring out who had tried to kill her.

Ding Fan gently put Lin Yanxi down. After pondering for a moment, he asked indifferently, "Don't you want to know who just tried to kill you?"

"What does it matter? Isn't that person already gone?" Lin Yanxi responded with a cold tone.