Top-tier Unruly Master

At this moment, He Qianyao saw the obviously powerful elder and Ding Fan clashing fiercely, and couldn't help but feel very worried for Ding Fan. Even if Ding Fan was strong, he absolutely wouldn't be a match for a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator! Isn't this courting death?

Why didn't Ding Fan run away? He Qianyao's heart was warmed by Ding Fan's rescue, yet she also felt that Ding Fan's choice to fight the opponent was quite infuriating. After all, Ding Fan's cultivation clearly was no match for that elder, making He Qianyao very worried for Ding Fan.

Clearly, at this moment, He Qianyao was very concerned about both Ding Fan's and her own situation. Their opponent not only had numbers but also had people from the City Lord Mansion, and they were clearly the local tyrants. It was apparent that the two of them, without any backing, would not be a match for them. However, He Qianyao did not have any blame towards Ding Fan regarding the previous alchemy cauldron affair.

He Qianyao herself was someone who loathed evil. Even if Ding Fan hadn't been present, she clearly would have decisively intervened to save that little boy. Being astutely intelligent, she also realized that their opponents' determination to kill them was evidently not just because of that incident.

Especially upon observing the determination in the elder's heart, He Qianyao knew things here wouldn't be so simple, indicating there were some hidden schemes unknown to them.

From this perspective, He Qianyao actually understood Ding Fan's earlier actions. Clearly, even if they compromised and gave the alchemy cauldron away for nothing, the opponents might still not back down and would even insist on killing them.

Since that was the case, Ding Fan's actions were indeed very wise. Since death seemed inevitable anyway, how could one die so unjustly!

However, at this moment, He Qianyao was still very worried about Ding Fan. Clearly, the gap between Ding Fan and the opponent was too wide! This isn't to say Ding Fan isn't excellent; knowing that Ding Fan is much younger than the elder, if given some time to grow, the elder definitely couldn't be his match!

At this moment, Ding Fan's heart was full of battle intent as he saw the elder rushing towards him fiercely. His fighting spirit was instantly aroused, showcasing the benefits of battling a strong opponent, with his battle state fully stimulated even with just one move from the opponent.

Ding Fan knew in his heart that this was his first serious battle with a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator. Previously, during the fall of the Dayang Sect, he clashed with a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, but he had no power to retaliate back then and could only endure the beating.

But the current situation was clearly very different, as Ding Fan was now confidently facing a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, his heart filled with battle intent!

At this moment, He Qianyao was very shocked upon seeing Ding Fan's current state. Though he was facing a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, Ding Fan clearly wasn't as helpless as before and even seemed to show a hint of fear. But now, Ding Fan was entirely different, and from his eyes, He Qianyao saw his desire for battle! She had to admit that Ding Fan's growth within just a few months was truly astonishing!

The fat boss was momentarily stunned seeing Ding Fan's calm and resolute demeanor. This wasn't the kind of behavior expected from a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. After all, Elder Zhao was a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, and even cultivators of the same rank might not be his match. But the opponent was merely a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator; how could he truly not be afraid?

At this moment, the fat boss was filled with confusion and worry about Ding Fan...

It was evident that the fat boss wasn't the only one feeling bewildered. Elder Zhao, seeing his full-powered punch about to hit the opponent, yet witnessing such calmness, was made to feel as if he wasn't facing a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, but a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator equal to himself. It was simply unbelievable!

However, the elder quickly dismissed such a laughable illusion that even he found amusing. The opponent was merely a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. No matter how calm he pretended to be, he would definitely not be his match, and he intended to ensure his opponent died a miserable death.

The elder, with a twisted face, was eager to see if the opponent would remain this calm upon death...

Boom!

The elder's fist reached Ding Fan, its fierceness akin to a fierce tiger with corresponding power. Ding Fan didn't back down or hesitate, and instead launched a punch of his own. His fist technique was clearly from the stele.

Ding Fan felt that after his breakthrough, his physical condition had greatly improved. His understanding of the fist technique from the stele had deepened a little more, and at this moment, Ding Fan was employing it more smoothly and comprehensively.

Bam bam bam...

The elder's fist collided with Ding Fan's strike, causing the elder to involuntarily retreat several steps, his heart filled with shock. Clearly, he hadn't expected the opponent's fist strength to be so formidable, forcing him backward. The elder retreated several steps to finally stabilize himself.

Sun Hua, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but feel extremely shocked! To think that Elder Zhao, a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, was pushed back by a punch from a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, and Ding Lin remained unmoved. The difference in level was already evident, yet it seemed too incredible!

Sun Hua, in a moment of doubt, even started to question whether he was dreaming. How could such a thing happen in the Cultivation World?

"Young Master! What's up with Elder Zhao? Am I seeing things? Did I see it wrong?"

The scar-faced man beside Sun Hua was left speechless, clearly unable to believe that Ding Lin had actually forced Elder Zhao to retreat several steps with one punch, and that nothing seemed to happen to him. This was a bit too exaggerated!

Therefore, the scar-faced man couldn't help but tug at Sun Hua's sleeve, asking with a look of shock on his face.

"Get lost! Elder Zhao was merely caught off guard for a moment! How could a mere Nascent Soul Stage cultivator be an opponent for Elder Zhao? It's simply a dream!"

Sun Hua fiercely shook off the scar-faced man's hand, his face showing extreme disdain as he spoke to him with a sinister look. Clearly, Sun Hua didn't believe at all that Ding Lin could be an opponent for Elder Zhao, knowing that the disparity in their cultivation was as vast as heaven and earth, an insurmountable gap!

But faced with this scene in reality, Sun Hua explained it merely as Elder Zhao's momentary carelessness, causing him to fall for that kid's underhanded tactics. However, what the truth was, Sun Hua actually didn't know in his heart, yet he still remained confident, clearly refusing to believe that Ding Lin could be an opponent for Elder Zhao; it was utterly ridiculous!

Ding Fan's scene left the chubby shopkeeper also in astonishment, clearly never expecting that Ding Fan could actually force Elder Zhao back with a single punch, which was incredible!

At this point, the chubby shopkeeper even began to doubt his previous thoughts. Could it be that this person is not only a genius in Alchemy but a once-in-a-century talent in cultivation as well?

Of course, the chubby shopkeeper knew in his heart that even if the person was a genius in cultivation, he would definitely not be a match for Elder Zhao, after all, the gap between them was simply too large. He thought he should quickly find a way to resolve and save this Ding Lin, otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to the City Lord.

At this time, He Qianyao witnessed Ding Fan's scene and couldn't help but be taken aback. Could Ding Fan create miracles for her again? Clearly, Ding Fan had already created many miracles before; so many impossible things became possible with him. But could Ding Fan really create a miracle this time?

The answer within He Qianyao's heart was evidently no, after all, even miracles need some basis. The elder was at least a Spirit Severing Initial Stage cultivator, after all, even if Ding Fan wanted to create a miracle, he'd need to increase his cultivation a bit; clearly, this elder was not someone Ding Fan could currently handle.

At this moment, the most shocked was Elder Zhao, clearly not expecting the opponent to not dodge his fist but instead face it with a punch directly. What he hadn't expected was that his full-force punch actually ended up defeated in the opponent's hands!

This was simply unbelievable!

Now Elder Zhao, through the earlier punch exchange with the opponent, had already judged that the opponent's strength was evidently not at the Nascent Soul Stage but at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. Yet it was merely the Nascent Soul Early Stage, compared to himself, it was a whole level of difference. After all, he was a Spirit Severing Initial Stage cultivator, and his cultivation was far higher than the opponent's.

Yet, unbelievably, his punch ended up at the disadvantage in the opponent's hands! No cultivator would dare believe it if it was said. However, it did happen.

Being a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, Elder Zhao, after recovering from the shock of losing to the opponent's punch, immediately began pondering how the opponent achieved it. Clearly, Elder Zhao sensed something special about the opponent's punch, realizing that it wasn't merely due to the opponent's True Qi that it became powerful; there evidently was a fist technique involved.

Elder Zhao, worthy of being a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, had evidently detected the secret of the opponent's punch in the very first moments of battle. Although not familiar with the fist technique, he had a sense of certainty he'd seen it before.

Elder Zhao knew that to swiftly deal with the opponent, he had to understand the opponent's uniqueness. The fist technique was clearly the key. Soon Elder Zhao realized that this fist technique resembled the one the female cultivator had performed earlier, which he had studied, hence it was etched in his memory.

But Elder Zhao noticed that this youth's execution of the fist was significantly stronger than the female cultivator's, suggesting a deeper study of the technique and releasing immense power. Even as a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, he had suffered a setback at the opponent's hands.

Nonetheless, Ding Fan's punch hadn't truly harmed Elder Zhao, only making him step back a few steps, leaving no impact on his physical condition!

By now, Elder Zhao had evidently figured out the opponent's special characteristic, and a smirk of satisfaction flashed in his heart. Though only a short time had passed, Elder Zhao had already grasped a rough idea of Ding Fan's fist technique, obviously thinking of some countermeasures.

Now a trace of smug malice appeared on Elder Zhao's face, obviously thinking the opponent's demise was imminent!