Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan kept yielding, after all, the other party was Zhou Ruoran's fellow Sect disciple, and Ding Fan still had to show some consideration for Zhou Ruoran.

But the more he yielded, the more aggressive the other party became.

Initially, they coveted the Flying Sword in his hand, and that plump woman tried to rob him. If it wasn't for his cultivation, Ding Fan might have been slain under the sneak attack by that plump woman just now.

Later, Ding Fan repeatedly made clear his identity, that he was the husband of Zhou Ruoran. But these people not only refused to let him in, on the contrary, they gathered together and attacked him. Moreover, when these people made their moves, they were all deadly.

Ding Fan's complexion turned extremely ugly.

There is a limit to everything. If Ding Fan blindly kept retreating at this moment, it would inevitably make the opponents think him too weak.

Hu!

Ding Fan clenched his fists tightly, and a strong surge of Inner Strength emanated directly from him as the center.

This gust of wind was indeed strong, causing stinging pain on the faces of those who wished to charge over and kill him.

However, these people did not give up their attack because of Ding Fan's domineering Inner Strength. Wielding their Longswords, they charged at Ding Fan with loud cries.

"Scram!" Ding Fan suddenly bellowed.

The crowd, who were rushing towards Ding Fan, hadn't even reached him when they were forcefully repelled by the burst of his Inner Strength.

Pu-chi...

Some of the weaker cultivators directly knelt on the ground, spitting out blood and looking unlikely to stand up again.

The plump woman watched and her gaze became stern; she wasn't a person of blind arrogance.

Just from the way Ding Fan repelled everyone a moment ago, she could tell that Ding Fan's cultivation was unfathomably deep. Without making a single move, he repelled everyone with his Inner Strength. Judging by that Inner Strength alone, perhaps even the head of the Peach Blossom Female Sect might not be able to do it.

"I give you consideration because you are Ruoran's fellow Sect disciples, but, if anyone else obstructs me, I will show no mercy!" Ding Fan looked around proudly, speaking nonchalantly to the surrounding people.

A strong murderous aura immediately spread from Ding Fan. How could these people withstand the murderous aura of a Ninth Level Qi Cultivator?

For a moment, everyone was intimidated by Ding Fan's murderous aura, and even the plump woman didn't dare to utter another word of nonsense.

Then, Ding Fan took Mu Zi and walked toward the Peach Blossom Female Sect.

The plump woman frowned slightly, her eyes rolling, and she flew back inside the Sect gate.

Ding Fan, of course, knew that the plump woman went back to spread the word. In fact, he was hoping to meet the Sect Leader, so he let her run back into the Sect.

Ding Fan led Mu Zi and continued into the Sect.

The Sect gate was a natural cave entrance, about three to four meters high. After entering the cave and walking for about ten meters and turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up.

What appeared before them was a sea of peach blossoms that seemed to have no end.

It was the season when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. The fragrance was overwhelming, and Ding Fan and Mu Zi found themselves in a world of pink.

Ding Fan couldn't help but admire the scene, thinking that this was indeed a heavenly place, perfect for a Sect to make its base.

"Master... these are the two people. After they came to the Sect gate, they started fighting. Outside the Sect gate, many disciples were injured by these two!"

As Ding Fan was admiring the scenery, the plump woman led a group of people, bustling around a burly woman, and came towards Ding Fan and his group.

The burly woman stopped about five meters from Ding Fan. The twenty-odd disciples who followed her drew out their Longswords and quickly surrounded Ding Fan.

"Who is so bold as to dare to invade my Peach Blossom Female Sect!" the burly woman said, her face dark as she sized up Ding Fan.

This burly woman was none other than the Sect Leader of the Peach Blossom Female Sect, Yin Ruyu.

Although she had a name that suggested the gentleness of a woman, the burly woman was anything but feminine. Broad and strong with a face full of flesh; if not for the two lumps of flesh hanging on her chest, many would think her a man at a glance.

Yin Ruyu, in her sixties, had commendable cultivation, seemingly at the Grade Eight Earth Level.

Unlike the plump woman who acted rashly without assessing the gravity of the situation, Yin Ruyu would not recklessly act without first clarifying the identity of the other party.

"I am the husband of Zhou Ruoran, I am Ding Fan, and I wish to see my wife," Ding Fan declared, standing with his hands behind his back, as if he hadn't noticed the more than twenty people surrounding him.

"Zhou Ruoran?" Yin Ruyu frowned slightly. "I am not aware that Zhou Ruoran has any husband, and tonight, she is to marry someone from the Myriad Poison Sect!"

Ding Fan's expression darkened. "Whether I am Zhou Ruoran's husband or not, the Sect Leader of the Myriad Poison Sect is almost ninety years old, and yet you want Zhou Ruoran to marry such a person, you are essentially pushing Ruoran into a pit of fire!"

"Zhou Ruoran is a disciple of my Peach Blossom Female Sect, and I am the Sect Leader of the Peach Blossom Female Sect. What I decide for Zhou Ruoran is an internal matter of our Sect, and it is not your place to interfere!" Yin Ruyu's voice hardened as well.

Yin Ruyu probed Ding Fan and Mu Zi with her Divine Sense.

There was not a trace of Inner Strength fluctuation on Ding Fan's body, and Mu Zi was at most at the peak of the Human Level in his cultivation. Moreover, because of the incident with Zhou Ruoran, Jing Yi had investigated Ding Fan's background before. Ding Fan was nothing more than a degenerate son of a good family.

In Yin Ruyu's view, such a person didn't merit any courtesy.

"Today, I will take Ruoran away," Ding Fan declared, word by word.

At this moment, Ding Fan was emanating intense killing intent. For Ruoran's sake, he wouldn't hesitate to destroy heaven and earth, let alone exterminate a Sect. His face was a mask of resolve.

"Haha…" Yin Ruyu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. "With your abilities? You really don't take the Peach Blossom Female Sect seriously, do you? Let me make it clear to you, you won't be able to take Ruoran away, and you will die here too!"

As soon as Yin Ruyu finished speaking, the surrounding people pointed their longswords at Ding Fan, a murderous aura filling the air.

With a flick of his right hand, the Selfless Sword appeared in Ding Fan's grasp.

"I'm here only to take my wife away from this place. Those who don't wish to die… scat!" Ding Fan held the Selfless Sword at his side and spoke coldly.

Yin Ruyu snorted. "All disciples obey! Whoever slays this madman, I will reward with a First Grade Foundation Building Pill!"

Many of the Female Sect disciples' eyes lit up at the mention of the First Grade Foundation Building Pill.

One must understand that cultivation resources on Earth are exceedingly scarce now. Even a single Spirit Grass is hard to come by, not to mention a Grade Level Pill.

"Kill!" No one knew who shouted first. The crowd brandished their longswords and charged at Ding Fan.

Swish…

Ding Fan swung the Selfless Sword horizontally, and a formidable Sword Qi instantly dispersed outward!

Boom!

A truly extraordinary gust of wind spread out, and those Sect disciples who hadn't yet reached Ding Fan were knocked back by this burst of Sword Qi.

Ding Fan, with his sword poised for battle, declared, "Come again, and you will surely die!"

His aura was undiminished, particularly after the display of driving everyone back with Sword Qi, which sent a chill through onlookers' hearts.

With just a casual move, he had repelled over twenty people. If Ding Fan had intended to kill just now, probably no more than five of those twenty would still be breathing…

Ding Fan strode towards Yin Ruyu.

Yin Ruyu hadn't expected Ding Fan's cultivation to be so formidable. By the strength of the Inner Strength he had just shown, it would be impossible without at least an Earth Level Sixth Grade cultivation.

However, after her surprise, Yin Ruyu quickly calmed down.

She didn't consider Ding Fan's cultivation anything worth noting. Even if he truly was at Earth Level Sixth Grade, what of it? She herself was at Earth Level Eighth Grade.

After reaching the intermediate stages of Earth Level, every increase in Grade Level made a huge difference. Yin Ruyu was very confident in her ability to kill Ding Fan.

"Step back, I'll kill this madman myself!" Yin Ruyu crossed her arms behind her back, assuming the air of a grandmaster from beyond this world.

After witnessing Ding Fan's deadly move, the Female Sect disciples were uncertain about what to do. Hearing Yin Ruyu's order to step back, they gladly obeyed.

Soon, the crowd of over twenty people automatically parted, retreating to the four corners of the Arena.

"Madman, your current cultivation is nothing but a fluke. Do you think it's enough for you to swagger around? Let me tell you, if you think you can come to the Peach Blossom Female Sect to show off, you've picked the wrong place!"

After speaking, Yin Ruyu advanced towards Ding Fan. "Today I will show you the outcome of your arrogance!"

Yin Ruyu stepped forward, embodying the arrival of a supreme grandmaster.

"The Sect Master is so cool. This guy doesn't stand a chance. Our Sect Master could send that brat flying with just a slap,"…

"Finally, we get to see the Sect Master beat someone up. This guy is actually lucky to be beaten up by the Sect Master. That in itself is a great honor,"…

Suddenly, the observing crowd erupted in a cacophony of discussions.

Ding Fan stood there, seemingly oblivious to the whispering around him, his demeanor calm and undisturbed as he watched Yin Ruyu stride boldly toward him.

"Boy, die!"

As Yin Ruyu was about to reach Ding Fan, she suddenly flickered, turning into a blur before thrusting a Sword Beam straight at Ding Fan's throat.

As Yin Ruyu made her move, the Female Sect disciples erupted in cheers. It wasn't often that the Sect Master had the time to put on such a display for them.

Just when everyone thought Yin Ruyu's sword would surely hit, her body unexpectedly flew backward as if by some trick…