Top-tier Unruly Master

Although Ye Ningbing wholeheartedly trusted Ding Fan, she still found it hard to believe that Ding Fan managed to slay the Late Nascent Soul Stage cultivator within such a short amount of time—this was too unbelievable!

But at this moment, Ye Ningbing's heart was filled with great happiness for Ding Fan, clearly allowing her long-standing worries to ease.

It wasn't just Ye Ningbing and the others who were shocked; Zhong Hao was undoubtedly the happiest among them. He clearly did not expect Ding Fan to be able to slay the Late Nascent Soul Stage elder—this was beyond incredible!

It's important to realize the opponent's cultivation was only Late Nascent Soul Stage, but the fact couldn't be changed, and he knew that no matter how shocked he was, the opponent indeed was slain by that elder. Clearly, the opponent was no ordinary cultivator. Zhong Hao felt that the opponent was like a hidden master because few Late Nascent Soul Stage cultivators could achieve this—it was indeed unprecedented.

Zhong Hao, grateful to have survived this calamity, felt immense gratitude toward Ding Fan, knowing that without his intervention, he himself would have died long ago. Although Zhong Hao's own cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, it was clear he was no match for the other. Thus, Zhong Hao respectfully approached Ding Fan and gratefully said:

"Thank you for saving my life, brother. I, Zhong Hao, am deeply grateful. May I know your esteemed name?"

At the moment, Ding Fan had already walked over to Ye Ningbing and the others. Clearly, Ding Fan's state was quite calm—despite having slain that Late Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, he was also happy with his recent improvement in strength. But Ding Fan knew this degree was certainly not sufficient. To exact revenge for the Dayang Sect, he needed far more power.

Upon hearing the cultivator's words, Ding Fan remembered that he had incidentally saved him—not out of any specific intention to save him, but because the elder was an enemy of the Dayang Sect. Thus, Ding Fan replied indifferently:

"It's a trivial matter, no need to thank me."

Hearing these words, Zhong Hao felt even more admiration for Ding Fan, increasingly convinced that he was no ordinary person. Although he knew Ding Fan had mentioned the true reason was revenge, it wasn't simply to save him.

However, Zhong Hao was someone who must repay kindness, and although Ding Fan acted on a whim, he did save him. Subsequently, Zhong Hao respectfully clasped his fists to Ding Fan and said:

"Nonetheless, I must express my gratitude, brother. Without your intervention, I would have perished here. Might you be willing to visit my sect, so I can repay your life-saving grace and offer thanks on behalf of my master? If not for you, I wouldn't have obtained these spiritual materials to bring back and save my master."

Ding Fan looked at Zhong Hao's sincere demeanor and felt a slight favorable impression. It was clear to Ding Fan that Zhong Hao was far superior to Li Zong before; he detected no sinister aura from him, instead, there was a sense of righteousness.

Moreover, Ding Fan could see sincerity in him; thus, he smiled lightly and looked back at Ye Ningbing and the others, evidently listening for their opinion.

At this moment, He Qianyao witnessed the scene and couldn't help but smile slightly, casually shrugging her shoulders, conveying indifference. Meanwhile, the two divine warrior girls looked at Ding Fan and eagerly said:

"I've never truly toured a sect before—I really want to take a look."

"Me too, haha..."

At this point, not only were the people shocked by Ding Fan's strength, but they also greatly admired his character and felt a great happiness for him, after all, Ding Fan had slain the Dayang Sect's enemy and received such a warm invitation from the cultivator, which was evidently a great thing.

Ding Fan saw the expressions of the two divine warrior girls and couldn't help but smile, then he looked at Ye Ningbing for her crucial opinion.

Ye Ningbing met Ding Fan's gaze and smiled charmingly.

"I naturally have no objections."

Ding Fan responded with a smile to Ye Ningbing's charming smile. He knew that Ye Ningbing deeply loved him. He embraced her slender waist and said indifferently to Zhong Hao:

"Then let's go."

At this moment, Zhong Hao was stunned by Ye Ningbing's beauty for a moment. How could such a remarkably beautiful woman exist in this world? She was breathtakingly stunning! Momentarily, Zhong Hao was greatly astounded by Ye Ningbing's appearance and hearing Ding Fan's words, he snapped back to reality and awkwardly said to Ding Fan:

"Sister-in-law truly has unparalleled beauty; I apologize for my earlier rudeness. Please let us proceed."

Ding Fan responded with a light smile, knowing the cultivator was without malice. Truly, in the Cultivation World, there were few with a beauty rivaling that of Ye Ningbing.

Subsequently, Ding Fan followed Zhong Hao toward the mountain direction. After passing through a mountain, they arrived at a plain, and soon a reasonably sized sect emerged before them, with the words—Hongshan Sect—engraved upon it.

At this moment, He Qianyao saw the scene and couldn't help but feel a little melancholic, as it reminded her of the Dayang Sect. But He Qianyao could now control her emotions, knowing the Dayang Sect no longer was, having been slaughtered by those powerful forces. Her sole focus was revenge, revenge, revenge!

Unintentionally, Ding Fan noticed the abundant hatred in He Qianyao's eyes; understanding her mindset, and knowing she was singularly focused on revenge, Ding Fan felt somewhat worried. Especially since Sect Master He Zhen entrusted He Qianyao to him at his death. Ding Fan was determined not to let anything happen to He Qianyao. After all, Sect Master He Zhen died protecting him, and Ding Fan knew he had to repay this kindness.

In no time, Zhong Hao arranged for everyone to stay in a guest accommodation. Although Zhong Hao hadn't noticed any changes in He Qianyao and Ding Fan, he knew from the attire of his benefactors that they had clearly been through a lot and had not yet rested well. Thus, Zhong Hao carefully settled Ding Fan and the others in the Sect's VIP area.

This thoughtful gesture made Ding Fan hold Zhong Hao in higher regard. Clearly, the other party was genuinely considerate and wanted to repay him.

After making all the arrangements, Zhong Hao said to Ding Fan and the others:

"Benefactor, please rest well in our VIP area for a day. Tomorrow, we will treat you with the utmost hospitality."

Being led here by Zhong Hao, everyone could see the environment was quite excellent, very unique and elegant. It was a great place for Ding Fan to cultivate and rest, and equally comfortable for the two young divine warrior girls. It was evidently also a nice place for Ye Ningbing and He Qianyao.

In response, Ding Fan politely said to Zhong Hao:

"No need for too much trouble. We'll just rest here for several days."

"Oh, benefactor, saving my life meant saving my master's life indirectly as well. We must express our gratitude to you properly. I'll take my leave now. Please rest, rest well."

At that moment, Zhong Hao sincerely said to Ding Fan and the others before hurriedly leaving, clearly afraid they'd be too modest. He left quickly, allowing them to rest properly.

Witnessing this, Ding Fan couldn't help but feel a deep appreciation for Zhong Hao. Since Zhong Hao suggested it, they might as well follow his lead. Thus, Ding Fan and the others returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Ding Fan and Ye Ningbing shared a room. As soon as they entered, Ye Ningbing was extremely exhausted and immediately fell asleep. Ding Fan understood, knowing she had worried beside him all these days; she needed proper rest.

Gently, Ding Fan pulled a blanket over her, then sat cross-legged on a round mat in the room to cultivate. For him, cultivation was the best form of rest.

After a while, Ding Fan still felt uneasy about He Qianyao, so he quietly stepped out of the room and went to He Qianyao's room.

Knock, knock, knock...

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Ding Fan."

Upon hearing Ding Fan's voice, He Qianyao hesitated briefly before coming to the door and inviting Ding Fan in.

Entering the room, Ding Fan noticed He Qianyao was frequently wiping the corners of her eyes with her hands. It was evident to Ding Fan that she was deeply distressed. He could understand; the fall of the Dayang Sect was painful even for him, let alone for He Qianyao.

Dayang Sect was He Qianyao's home, and her father's death intensified the heartache. Unlike Ding Fan, for whom Dayang Sect was a learning and living place, it was He Qianyao's home, which was completely massacred. Such pain was understandably unbearable.

Ding Fan then sat by the tea table, speaking to He Qianyao with a slightly gentle tone:

"It's okay to cry if it hurts; holding it in only makes it worse."

Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, He Qianyao raised her head, tears brimming in her eyes, unable to speak. Her tears began to stream down.

"Father… Dayang Sect… I will avenge you! Sob, sob..."

Witnessing this, Ding Fan saw He Qianyao could no longer hold back. He gently patted her shoulder and said with determined resolve:

"Rest assured, as long as I, Ding Fan, am alive, I will never forget the vengeance of Dayang Sect and Sect Master He. We will bring them to justice, making them pay a hundredfold!"

"Sob, sob..."

Hearing Ding Fan's words, He Qianyao's tears poured out again. What Ding Fan said touched her deeply, and she knew Ding Fan wasn't an ordinary disciple. His actions along the way had proven to He Qianyao that he would undoubtedly become powerful enough to avenge Dayang Sect and her father.

Yet, she wondered what she could do, having only average cultivation and talent. Achieving the strength needed for revenge seemed daunting. For a moment, guilt filled He Qianyao's heart...