Top-tier Unruly Master

"Junior Sister Qi... what I said is true, please just believe me this time, let me see the Sect Master, just this once!" Cheng Bufan said hurriedly as he saw Qi Luomei walking away.

However, this time, Qi Luomei did not even turn around but instead walked away.

"You better leave quickly. If Junior Sister hadn't been merciful, you would have been dead by now." Jia Tong said to Cheng Bufan and Ding Fan.

Cheng Bufan paid no attention to Jia Tong; his eyes were fixed on Qi Luomei's retreating figure. Her figure kept moving away without ever looking back.

"Is it truly impossible to forgive?" Cheng Bufan stood there, stunned.

Cheng Bufan and Qi Luomei were childhood sweethearts, a perfect match, truly meant for each other. Perhaps, if it hadn't been for Jin Minchong stealing the Peiyuan Stone, Cheng Bufan might have proposed to Qi Luomei after a while...

But now everything had changed, Qi Luomei's merciless figure was deeply etched in Cheng Bufan's heart.

"Let's go!" Jia Tong didn't want to deal with Cheng Bufan anymore and led his two subordinates back to the sect.

"Big brother, they're all gone, let's go too," Ding Fan walked up to Cheng Bufan.

"Go?" Cheng Bufan gathered his thoughts.

If we just leave like this, the Quanzhen Xuanmen might face troubles. With so many skilled fighters lurking outside the sect, if we just leave, Quanzhen Xuanmen might very well be struck off.

"Little brother, I grew up in Quanzhen Xuanmen. Now that the sect is in trouble, I absolutely won't leave," Cheng Bufan stood up, his eyes filled with determination.

Ding Fan gave Cheng Bufan an approving look.

Despite such indifference, he still didn't forget this favor. Not many people could do that.

"Big brother, in that case, I'll accompany you all the way," Ding Fan smiled at Cheng Bufan.

"Good brother," Cheng Bufan smiled back. "Let's go, we'll continue to call at the gate."

Cheng Bufan had now made up his mind, no matter what, he had to call at the gate and inform his master, Qi Changran, about Mr. Kou's intention to harm the sect.

"Big brother, given that lowly Jia Tong's nature, even if you scream your lungs out, he won't let you in," Ding Fan said.

Cheng Bufan furrowed his brow. "So what should I do now?"

"I have my ways," Ding Fan said and immediately took out an Invisibility Pearl from the storage ring.

Ding Fan handed the Invisibility Pearl to Cheng Bufan. "Big brother, just swallow this Invisibility Pearl, hide nearby, and wait for my call to enter the gate together."

Although Cheng Bufan didn't know what Ding Fan was planning, he still did as Ding Fan had instructed.

After Cheng Bufan swallowed the Invisibility Pearl, Ding Fan strode in front of the waterfall and sent two Wind Blades chopping down towards it.

Boom boom...

The sound erupted continuously.

"You little rascal, aren't you afraid of dying? Junior Sister let you go just now, yet you dare return here," Jia Tong, furious, led his men out from behind the waterfall after the twin slashes of the Wind Blades.

"I've said before, I alone can flatten your sect gates. If you're capable, come over here," Ding Fan pointed directly at Jia Tong.

Jia Tong still remembered how Ding Fan had kicked him flying earlier, and now facing Ding Fan alone, he was indeed a bit scared.

However, now, in front of his fellow disciples, being challenged and not fighting back would mean he could no longer stay in Quanzhen Xuanmen.

"I'll teach this boy a lesson. Go call more people. Tell them someone is wreaking havoc at the gate," Jia Tong told one of his junior brothers.

The junior brother agreed and ran back to the sect.

Jia Tong then drew out a Longsword. "Boy, you better not regret this."

After saying this, Jia Tong charged at Ding Fan with his sword.

Swish swish swish... Several continuous slashes came down, Ding Fan pretended to panic and, finally, feigning defeat, he ran to the side.

Jia Tong didn't expect Ding Fan to be so clumsy. But, thinking about maintaining his prestige in front of his junior brothers, he waved his Longsword and chased after Ding Fan.

How could Ding Fan possibly let a minor character like Jia Tong chase him around? After they were out of view from the waterfall, Ding Fan suddenly stopped.

"Kid, I thought you were tough, why can't you keep it up?" Jia Tong charged over, swinging his Longsword, thinking Ding Fan was on his last legs.

Ding Fan didn't waste words with Jia Tong. Before his Longsword could reach Ding Fan's head, Ding Fan's figure flashed and he moved right next to Jia Tong.

Thump thump thump... Ding Fan's rapid moves sealed Jia Tong's acupoints in the blink of an eye.

Jia Tong still held the pose of swinging his Longsword.

Ding Fan's movement technique was extremely deceptive; he moved to Jia Tong's face in the blink of an eye and sealed his acupoints in another blink.

Jia Tong looked dazed.

Even if Jia Tong was a fool, he now understood that he wasn't being chased down; he was actually lured here for Ding Fan to deal with him.

"Big brother, please don't kill me, I'm just a minor character, and I'm still a virgin, please don't kill me!" Jia Tong was genuinely scared now, tears and snot flowing freely.

Ding Fan didn't bother talking to Jia Tong and directly summoned Duorou.

"Master, what do you need?" Duorou's chubby little form bounced onto Ding Fan's shoulder, speaking adorably.

"Transform into this person's likeness for me," Ding Fan pointed at Jia Tong in front of him.

Duorou looked at Jia Tong ahead, then spoke somewhat displeased, "Master, this person is too unpleasant to look at, let me transform into someone more handsome for you instead."

By the side, Jia Tong's face was streaked with black lines; even a spiritual pet was disdainful of him. However, Jia Tong dared not say much now, since his life was entirely in the hands of another.

"Just transform into this person," Ding Fan said.

Duorou dared not idle in chattering anymore. Its chubby figure climbed atop Ding Fan's head, and in the blink of an eye, Ding Fan had already transformed into the likeness of Jia Tong.

Jia Tong, looking at the Jia Tong transformed by Duorou, opened his mouth wide in shock. Even he, himself, found it hard to distinguish the real from the fake. Now, Jia Tong felt as though he was looking into a mirror.

After the transformation, Ding Fan casually put the real Jia Tong into the storage ring.

Having done all this, Ding Fan then strode back to the entrance of the Mysterious Gate at the waterfall.

"It's good that brat ran fast, otherwise, I'd have really chopped off his head," Ding Fan, imitating Jia Tong's mannerism, said.

Ding Fan returned to the Quanzhen Xuanmen disciple he had been standing with before; the person completely failed to recognize that Ding Fan was an impostor.

"Senior Brother Jia is truly formidable!" the person hurriedly complimented.

At this moment, Ding Fan started to admire something about Jia Tong, regarding himself as a fake senior brother, but the other addressing him as 'Senior Brother Jia' was indeed not wrong.

"Let's go, back to the sect," Ding Fan said to that disciple.

"Yes…"

At this time, Ding Fan busily communicated with Cheng Bufan, who was hiding behind a giant rock, using his Divine Sense.

"Big brother, we are entering the sect…"…

...

In the drawing-room of Quanzhen Xuanmen.

Quanzhen Xuanmen, a sect with some historical significance, was said to have existed since the Southern Song Dynasty, originally established by the Quanzhen Sage, Wang Chongyang.

The drawing-room, decorated in an ancient and traditional style, featured a painting at the very center, depicting a Daoist descending a mountain with a longsword on his back.

This Daoist is claimed to be Wang Chongyang, the founder of Quanzhen Xuanmen.

In the drawing-room, six people were seated, each with a disciple standing behind them.

The person seated in the chief seat was Sect Master Qi Changran of Quanzhen Xuanmen.

Qi Changran, over sixty years old, had eyes like lightning, a robust body, and an undeniably strong aura.

Sitting beside Qi Changran were two close protectors, also over sixty.

The two Great Protectors, one named Zhang Shun and the other Liu Peisen, seemed to have mid-Earth Level cultivation.

In the guest seats, a grim-faced middle-aged man sat, clearly accompanied by his followers.

"Sect Master Qi, since you are willing to marry your daughter to the adopted son of our sect master, we are now all one family. Rest assured, from now on, the matters of Quanzhen Xuanmen will be the matters of Myriad Demon Sect as well," the grim-faced middle-aged man said.

Qi Changran smiled. "Mr. Kou, I must thank you for your matchmaking. Without Mr. Kou's initiative, how could my daughter have possibly reached such heights to marry the adopted son of the Demon Sect's master?"

"Why mention reaching such heights? I had the fortune to glimpse your esteemed daughter just now, and indeed, she is captivating; it's no wonder our young master can't stop thinking about her after seeing her…" Mr. Kou said.

"You flatter her, Mr. Kou," Qi Changran said.

"I've been here for a while now; when might I speak with your esteemed daughter? After speaking with her, I can return to inform our young master," Mr. Kou said.

Qi Changran nodded and said, "I have already sent someone to call my young daughter, she will be here shortly."

Just then, footsteps sounded from outside the drawing-room.

"Father, you called me?"

Qi Luo Mei walked in from outside the drawing-room.

Qi Luo Mei was already incredibly beautiful, and due to the heavy cold Qi in the mountains, she wore a white fox fur coat, which made her appear even more ethereal.

"Daughter, these are all seniors from the Myriad Demon Sect; please greet them," Qi Changran busily introduced Qi Luo Mei.

Qi Luo Mei was noticeably unenthusiastic. "Father, I have some other matters to attend to. If there's nothing else here, I'll be going back."

"Luo Mei…" In front of everyone, Qi Changran felt somewhat embarrassed when Qi Luo Mei acted this way, and he coughed a few times.

"Luo Mei, Bian Zhimu of the Myriad Demon Sect has taken a liking to you, and someone specifically came today to propose marriage. The master has already agreed to this marriage on your behalf. Luo Mei, you will be like a phoenix flying to the top of the tree." At that moment, Qi Changran's protector Zhang Shun told Qi Luo Mei.

Qi Luo Mei frowned slightly. "Marrying the son of an evil sect's leader, it would be a miracle if people didn't ridicule and criticize me, and yet you talk about a phoenix flying to the top of the tree? Ridiculous!"

"Luo Mei, do not be disrespectful in front of our distinguished guests," Qi Changran said, irritated.

"I definitely won't marry. If any of you wants to fly to the top of the tree, then go ahead," Luo Mei said, and without looking back, she strode out of the drawing-room.

"This... this girl…" Qi Changran said, his face flushing with embarrassment as he turned to Mr. Kou.

"A little temperament in a young lady is quite normal..." Mr. Kou said.