Top-tier Unruly Master

From the cultivation of the person tracking him, it was clear that the individual had significant background. However, what Ding Fan could not understand was why, after following him for so long, the person suddenly chose to give up. He didn't know whether the tracker had realized he'd been detected, or if there was some other reason.

Ding Fan, unwilling to give up, searched the area again but to no avail; he found no trace of the person.

Having nothing else to attend to, Ding Fan went to the hospital to visit Mei Li.

Mei Li's gunshot wound was no longer a concern, although a lot of rest was still needed. Ding Fan gave her several pills, all of which were strengthening and health-promoting pills, and now was the most appropriate time for Mei Li to take them.

After staying at the hospital for a while, Ding Fan asked Zhunxing to check on Jing Yi's matters. Since Ruoran had been taken away by Jing Yi, it was natural for Ding Fan to clarify his background.

Having arranged everything, Ding Fan returned home.

Once back, Ding Fan did nothing else; the house was filled with memories left behind by Ruoran. To stabilize his mind, he immediately began a breathing exercise in a seated meditation posture.

Unsure of how many cycles of Xiao Zhoutian he had gone through, Ding Fan slowly opened his eyes, finding that it was already bright outside. He had just stepped out of his room when he heard the urgent ringing of a telephone in the living room.

Ding Fan didn't delay; the call was from Hu Jin.

Recently, Ding Fan had exposed Xiao Dao's conspiracy at Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical and allowed the Steadia Pill to become significantly popular. After the incident was broadcasted on TV, it quickly led to a sales spike.

All the Steadia Pills in Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical's stock were booked out by drug vendors within just yesterday.

The situation at Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical had reached a new height since its establishment. Now that he had taken over the company, Hu Jin wanted to take this opportunity to promote the Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical brand.

Hu Jin's call was mainly to inform Ding Fan that in three days, there would be a press conference at Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical. As the general manager of the branch, Hu Jin hoped that Ding Fan would attend.

Ding Fan did not decline. At present, though the branch was significant, he was not overly concerned about it; on the contrary, he valued the pharmaceutical factory greatly.

After all, Ding Fan's alchemy skills could be utilized through the pharmacy to exchange many herbs for genuine cash. Moreover, Ding Fan could also use the factory to collect various rare herbs worldwide, thus aiding him in the search for Spirit Grass.

After speaking with Hu Jin on the phone, Ding Fan went to the Qin Residence.

When searching for Ruoran, the Qin family had helped a lot, mobilizing everyone from the police and military, which was indeed a significant favor.

Upon arriving at the Qin family, it caused some trouble before Qin Manshu personally came out to greet him and accompanied him to the Qin family's courtyard.

In the courtyard of the Qin family, beneath the grapevine, Old Master Qin was enjoying tea with an elder and a young girl.

The elder, in his sixties, looked remarkably spirited. His eyes were bright and insightful, his features were well-formed, and his demeanor was generous—clearly not an ordinary person.

Next to the elder was a clever and mischievous girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with twinkling eyes and a playful face, clearly one full of cunning ideas.

However, when Ding Fan saw the elder, he was slightly taken aback as he sensed a familiar aura from the man—the very same aura that the person who had been following him the day before had emitted.

Now at the Fifth Level of Qi Cultivation, Ding Fan's Divine Sense was extremely sharp; he was absolutely certain he was not mistaken. However, he chose to act as if he knew nothing at the moment.

"Old Master Qin, I didn't realize you had guests. I hope I'm not intruding…" Ding Fan said, maintaining a gracious and composed demeanor.

Old Master Qin smiled at Ding Fan. "Young friend Ding Fan, I couldn't be happier that you've come to visit this old man!"

After saying this, Old Master Qin quickly gestured for Ding Fan to sit down.

At that moment, the clever young girl who had been with Old Master Qin since Ding Fan entered hadn't taken her eyes off him. However, her gaze was full of mockery.

The elder by her side also observed Ding Fan, who maintained such a poised demeanor in front of such a figure as Old Master Qin; it indeed impressed the elder.

"Ding Fan, let me introduce these two individuals to you. This is the vice leader of Eye Group 3567, Mu Wuhui, and beside him is Mu Wuhui's own granddaughter, Mu Zi."

Group 3567? Ding Fan hadn't expected the elder to be the vice leader of Group 3567—it was no wonder he had the cultivation of the Human Rank Eighth Grade.

However, Ding Fan didn't show much surprise; he merely nodded slightly to the elder as a greeting.

"The young ones nowadays are really reckless. It's one thing not to kneel and greet their seniors, but to act so arrogantly," Mu Zi commented, somewhat disgruntled by Ding Fan's casual demeanor.

Ding Fan slightly furrowed his brows. However, he didn't pay much attention to it, considering that arguing with a young girl was not something to be proud of.

"Old Master Qin, I thank you for your righteous assistance the other day. Since you have esteemed guests, I will not stay longer," Ding Fan said, ignoring Mu Zi and Mu Wuhui as he got up to leave.

"Insolent boy!"

Mu Zi was somewhat annoyed.

Usually, everyone around her was accommodating towards Mu Zi, yet who dared to be so indifferent towards her? With a slap of the table, Mu Zi's figure suddenly shot forward.

Old Master Qin and Mu Wuhui stood by with great interest watching the whole scene, having no intention of stopping her. Qin Manshu, although a bit nervous, decided to remain silent with her grandfather and Mu Wuhui looking on, and just quietly observed.

Mu Zi's momentum was strong; she threw a heavy punch directly at Ding Fan's back of the head.

This punch carried an immense force, with a demeanor that seemed to split stones and break monuments!

Qin Manshu's heart tightened as she watched Mu Zi's fist getting closer and closer to Ding Fan, who seemed utterly unaware of the imminent danger. If this punch landed, how could Ding Fan possibly survive?

However, just as Mu Zi's fist was about to smash into the back of Ding Fan's head, Ding Fan's body vanished right in front of her, as if by magic.

Mu Zi was startled, realizing it was too late to withdraw her punch.

Whoosh… Mu Zi's punch hit empty air, and she staggered forward several steps unable to control her momentum. It took a few more steps before she regained her balance.

By this time, Ding Fan was astonishingly already more than ten steps away.

Such a movement technique?!

Mu Wuhui, who had been as solid as a rock, now had a serious expression, his face filled with undisguised shock.

Mu Wuhui had been watching as Ding Fan dodged Mu Zi's punch, but even he, a Human Rank Eighth Grade martial artist, had not comprehended how Ding Fan had managed to avoid it.

Mu Wuhui, having spent years in group 3567, had seen many with impressive movement techniques, but he had never seen anyone as formidable as Ding Fan.

Old Master Qin, who was next to Mu Wuhui, also widened his eyes.

This was the first time Ding Fan had used his movement technique in front of him. He had encountered ancient martial arts before, but Ding Fan's movement technique seemed like magic; he would never have believed it had he not seen it with his own eyes.

To think that it was a genuine vanishing act, even after seeing it, Old Master Qin found it hard to believe, as it was beyond his understanding.

While the elders were astonished, the person concerned, Mu Zi, was utterly dumbfounded.

Just now, Mu Zi had been sure her punch would land on Ding Fan's head, but in the end, Ding Fan had vanished into thin air. Mu Zi felt that even her master, or her grandfather, couldn't have managed what Ding Fan had just done.

"Die!" Though surprised, Mu Zi clearly had no intention of sparing Ding Fan. Now, somewhat angered and embarrassed, she waved her fists again.

Mu Zi regained her composure and charged at Ding Fan once more.

Ding Fan had deliberately shown his movement technique earlier, mainly wanting Mu Zi to back off knowing his strength, but what Ding Fan had not expected was that Mu Zi was relentless.

At that moment, Ding Fan's expression became grave; this time, he did not plan to evade. If he didn't let Mu Zi experience his formidable strength, she would undoubtedly keep nagging ceaselessly.

As they spoke, Mu Zi's fist was already booming towards Ding Fan's face. Just as it was about to hit, it seemed as though there was a barrier in front of Ding Fan's forehead, directly repelling Mu Zi's fist.

This time, Ding Fan had summoned his True Qi to form a shield in front of his forehead. Mu Zi's cultivation was not high in front of Ding Fan, at most only around Human Rank two or three, so this protective shield repelling Mu Zi's punch was certainly not a problem.

Bang!

Mu Zi was pushed back several steps by the force from Ding Fan's shield and finally slipped and tumbled over.

"You... what sorcery did you use!" Mu Zi pouted, looking incredulously at Ding Fan.

"Mu Zi, don't be rude!"

At that moment, Mu Wuhui had suddenly appeared in front of Mu Zi.

When Ding Fan had formed the shield using True Qi, Mu Wuhui was immediately shocked. To solidify Qi into form was something only an Earth Level martial artist could achieve.

It was known that Earth Level martial artists were exceedingly rare, a stage many martial artists considered unreachable.

And Ding Fan was only just over twenty; to be able to solidify Qi into form at such an age…

Mu Wuhui felt waves of fear. If Ding Fan was this formidable at his current age, how much more incredible would he be at Mu Wuhui's age?

Formidable, too formidable!