Top-tier Unruly Master

After asking about Changsheng's situation, Ding Fan had a brief conversation with the elder to learn about some of the local customs and culture of Yungang.

The elder was quite talkative, and once he started, he didn't stop, sharing everything he knew with Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan as though cataloging each treasure in his possession.

The train journey lasted four hours before finally arriving at Yungang.

The elder sincerely invited Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan to visit his home, but they declined.

After all, Cheng Bufan was preoccupied with a pressing matter. Without capturing Jin Minchong, he couldn't return to the Quanzhen Xuanmen, so he was in no mood for social visits.

Seeing Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan determined not to visit his home, the elder left them his phone number, claiming they could call him if they encountered any problems in Yungang.

Besides, the elder also shared his name with Ding Fan.

The elder's name was Chi Jianjun, a former subordinate of Shen Changqing. At parting, he especially asked Ding Fan to send his regards to the old chief.

Upon disembarking from the train, Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan felt somewhat lost in the vast expanse of Yun Gang City.

Just as they were unsure how to commence their investigation, Ding Fan suddenly detected a trace of mental power.

This telekinetic force swiftly swept over Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan, elusive and fleeting, hardly perceptible to those of lower cultivation.

However, Ding Fan was now at the Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation; how could such a probing force escape his Divine Sense?

"We've been tagged," Ding Fan said nonchalantly as he walked up to Cheng Bufan.

Although Cheng Bufan was eager to find Jin Minchong, he retained his calm. Without looking around, he asked Ding Fan,

"Are you certain?"

"I can confirm that someone is targeting us—or rather, targeting you," replied Ding Fan, calmly leading Cheng Bufan in the opposite direction from where the mental power had come.

Ding Fan's Divine Sense was extraordinarily strong; fooling him was out of the question.

Seeing Ding Fan speak so assuredly, Cheng Bufan took a deep breath. If someone was indeed coming for him, that would make things easier. It meant Jin Minchong anticipated his arrival in Yungang and had already started to track him.

If there was someone tracking him, Cheng Bufan could deal with the tracker, follow the leads, and eventually uncover Jin Minchong's hiding spot.

Ding Fan's thoughts perfectly aligned with Cheng Bufan's intentions. Without further ado, Ding Fan hailed a taxi.

Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan got directly into the car, and Ding Fan said to the driver, "Take us somewhere quiet and secluded, please."

After Ding Fan spoke, two red banknotes were swiftly handed over to the driver.

The taxi driver, seeing Ding Fan's generous tip, quickly gave him a grateful smile and said,

"Don't worry, big brother, I know Yungang like the back of my hand. I'll take you to a quiet place with few people right now."

As the driver spoke, he stepped on the gas, and the taxi merged into the flow of traffic on the road.

Ding Fan seemed to lie back in his seat, appearing to be asleep.

In fact, Ding Fan was far from lowering his guard; his Divine Sense was tightly fixed on the person behind them who had probed him with telekinesis.

Ding Fan had chosen the taxi with the intent to make the pursuer believe he was completely unaware of them. If the pursuer decided to follow all the way, it would be perfect. Once they arrived somewhere deserted, he would take care of him!

Under Ding Fan's Divine Sense surveillance, the person indeed hailed a taxi and began to tail them from a near yet safe distance.

Seeing that the other party was truly following, Ding Fan breathed a sigh of relief, only if this kid came along, could they smoothly trace the vine to find the melon.

Ding Fan's car weaved through the traffic, turned corners and streets, and finally arrived next to a small grove in the eastern part of the city.

The area was surrounded by piles of garbage, with a vast dump encircling the grove.

"Big brother, no one's ever gonna come here. You see if it's okay? If not, I can take you to another place!" the driver said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan was actually satisfied with the place. He nodded, then casually pulled out two red hundred-yuan bills.

"Alright, you can go now."

"Thank you, big brother, thank you!" The driver's face was creased with joy.

The driver had not expected such generosity, forking over four hundred yuan just like that, the driver inwardly sighed about his own incredible luck today...

After Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan got out of the car, the driver drove the taxi away.

Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan exchanged glances and without uttering a word, both transformed into two streaks of light and disappeared into the woods.

Shortly after Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan vanished, the taxi that had been tailing them also appeared beside the small grove.

The person who had previously explored with Mental Power stepped out of the taxi and stood beside it, gazing intently into the grove.

After dropping off this person, the taxi turned around and left, leaving only that person at the scene.

He was a man in his fifties with a square face, short stature, looking extremely sturdy and muscular.

The square-faced man paused beside the grove, and just as he was pondering whether to go in and take a look or turn around and leave, a figure appeared behind him without his knowledge.

And the square-faced man was completely unaware of the presence behind him, not realizing at all.

The person who appeared behind the square-faced man, if not Ding Fan, then who!

"Who sent you to trail us..." Ding Fan spoke in an indifferent tone to the square-faced man.

The square-faced man suddenly heard someone behind him and got such a fright that he jumped, never having imagined someone would be there.

The cultivation of the square-faced man was not weak either.

Anyone capable of emitting Mental Power was at least a Fifth Grade Earth Level warrior.

Although the square-face's cultivation was strong, the fact that someone appeared behind him and he detected nothing at all, if it hadn't been for Ding Fan's speaking, he probably still wouldn't know someone was behind him to this moment.

"The world is vast, I can go anywhere I wish, that shouldn't have anything to do with tailing someone. Besides, we don't even know each other, why would I tail you!" The square-faced man clearly had no intention of admitting anything.

Ding Fan snorted softly, "To dare to tail yet not admit it, I don't think you really live up to the title of a strong warrior..."

Seeing Ding Fan speaking in such a manner, the square-faced man's brows tightly knitted together.

Martial Artists took pride in their strength, and Ding Fan's words were akin to a blatant slap in the face. In that instant, the square-faced man's figure abruptly sprang into action, charging toward Ding Fan...