Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan, wielding his Hand Blade, struck down with force, and a spluttering sound ensued, blood bursting forth.

"Ah..." The mustached man couldn't help but let out a pained cry.

Cheng Bufan, who was standing nearby, was taken aback, as Ding Fan's Hand Blade had directly severed the mustached man's right arm.

"I won't tell you... Even if you kill me, there's nothing to gain," the mustached man said through gritted teeth, enduring the pain.

But Ding Fan completely ignored the mustached man's words. He struck with his Hand Blade once more, and the mustached man's other arm was severed in an instant.

Both arms were cut off at the same time, and the pain was simply unbearable. The mustached man trembled all over in agony, biting his lips so hard that they split from the force, causing blood to continuously flow from the corners of his mouth.

"Younger brother... you can't kill him..." Cheng Bufan, seeing Ding Fan act like this, became very anxious. Cheng Bufan still had many questions for the mustached man, and if he were to die just like that, Cheng Bufan truly wouldn't know what to do.

It should be known that Cheng Bufan had spent a considerable amount of time tracking down the mustached man and his accomplices. It was precisely because the clues were so hard to come by that Cheng Bufan had pursued them relentlessly, even almost falling into the mustached man's trap.

Ding Fan had never intended to kill the mustached man. Taking advantage of the moment when the mustached man's will was scattered, Ding Fan's Divine Sense suddenly invaded the depths of his consciousness.

Once the Divine Sense penetrated the mustached man's consciousness, his body shuddered, and his previously lucid eyes suddenly became vacant and unfocused as if bewitched.

At that moment, Ding Fan was using the Soul Capturing Technique.

The willpower of Jin Minchong was incredibly strong, making it virtually impossible to force him to speak, so Ding Fan had no choice but to sever both of his arms and, in the moment his will weakened, invade his consciousness with the Soul Capturing Technique.

"Big brother, if you have any questions, just ask," Ding Fan said to Cheng Bufan standing nearby.

Cheng Bufan was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly understood. Although he didn't know what method Ding Fan had used, based on the mustached man's condition, it seemed that Ding Fan had taken control of his consciousness.

"Where is Jin Minchong?" Cheng Bufan asked directly.

"Jin Minchong... Jin Minchong is now... now in Yun Gang City..." Despite being controlled by the Soul Capturing Technique, the mustached man's strong consciousness was still struggling against Ding Fan's Divine Sense.

"Where exactly?" Cheng Bufan pressed urgently.

"I don't know the details... but, I seem to have heard 'Changsheng'... I don't know what this specifically refers to," the mustached man said.

"Then do you know why Jin Minchong, using my name, dared to break into my junior sister's chamber... and caused my master in anger to expel me directly from the Sect!" As Cheng Bufan spoke, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth in rage.

"The specifics, I do not know... It seems... it seems to have something to do with your Sect's... your Sect's Peiyuan Stone..." the mustached man spoke.

Peiyuan Stone?

For a moment, Cheng Bufan fell into deep thought.

"Big brother, he doesn't have much time left. If there's anything else you need to know, ask quickly," Ding Fan urged from the side.

Using the Soul Capturing Technique to control someone's consciousness doesn't last long, and the person being controlled absolutely cannot withstand the pressure from the invading powerful foreign Divine Sense. Typically, people controlled by the Soul Capturing Technique either end up mentally handicapped, or in severe cases, die.

Cheng Bufan slowly shook his head.

Ding Fan saw that Cheng Bufan had no more questions, so he slowly withdrew his Divine Sense.

With a thud... the Mustached Man's body suddenly went limp and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the Mustached Man was foaming at the mouth and convulsing; it was clear he was not going to survive.

The Mustached Man had first had his arms disabled by Ding Fan and then suffered from Ding Fan's use of the Soul Capturing Technique. With both his body and consciousness severely harmed, there was little chance he would live.

Cheng Bufan looked at the Mustached Man lying dead on the ground and let out a long sigh, frowning deeply.

Seeing Cheng Bufan like this, Ding Fan felt somewhat surprised.

Ever since Ding Fan first met Cheng Bufan, he felt that Cheng was a man of true temperament, always straightforward and forthright. It was rare for Ding Fan to see Cheng Bufan in this state.

Remembering the questions Cheng Bufan had for the Mustached Man, Ding Fan guessed that Cheng must have encountered some issue.

"Big brother, what happened?" Ding Fan walked over to Cheng Bufan's side.

Cheng Bufan glanced at Ding Fan and then let out a bitter laugh, "I have now been expelled from the sect."

Expelled from the sect? Ding Fan was taken aback.

Cheng Bufan held deep feelings for his sect; Ding Fan didn't understand how Cheng could have been driven out, especially since Cheng's cultivation was also very formidable, making him one of the elite in the sect.

"What happened?"

There was nothing Cheng Bufan felt he couldn't share with Ding Fan, so he began to explain.

"Previously, I met a man named Jin Minchong at the Liuli Factory in Yanjing. You know my love for calligraphy and painting, and Jin Minchong's skills in this area were also profound. Over time, the two of us became friends… but later, for some reason, Jin Minchong rashly entered the shop I own at the Liuli Factory in Yanjing, intruded into my junior sister's chamber, and nearly violated her… Moreover, at that time, Jin Minchong even claimed that he had bribed me to smoothly enter my junior sister's boudoir…"

Upon hearing this, Ding Fan's expression grew solemn.

Ding Fan was familiar with Cheng Bufan's junior sister, Qi Luomei, who had been living in Cheng's shop at the Liuli Factory in Yanjing. When they had gone to the Longxi Auction together, Qi Luomei also traveled with Cheng Bufan and Ding Fan.

Although Qi Luomei was known for her temper, she was not one who couldn't differentiate right from wrong.

Ding Fan thought for a moment and then asked, "Why don't you explain the situation to your junior sister properly? She's not an unreasonable person."

Cheng Bufan gave a bitter smile upon hearing this, "How I wish I could explain, but no matter what I say, my junior sister just won't listen… I suppose it's understandable, considering if I hadn't been bought off in advance, how could Jin Minchong possibly have entered my junior sister's chamber…"

After pondering, Ding Fan said, "But just now, that Mustached Man mentioned something about your sect's Peiyuan Stone…"

Cheng Bufan's brow creased slightly, "The Peiyuan Stone is a treasure of the Quanzhen Xuanmen. Younger brother, even though I have been expelled, I still cannot casually disclose important information about the sect…"

Ding Fan nodded.

Even though Cheng Bufan did not reveal the information to Ding Fan, the fact that he still honored his loyalty and was concerned about the sect's important information, showed that Cheng Bufan was indeed a man of integrity and sincerity.

In this respect, Ding Fan did not regret becoming sworn brothers with Cheng Bufan…