Top-tier Unruly Master

At this time, Ding Fan had already discovered that the white mist contained poison without needing the light orb to tell him.

Ding Fan couldn't help but admire the person who had originally refined this Great Formation. They had fully utilized the local terrain and landscape to arrange the Formation, harmoniously embodying the path of mutual generation and interconnection between heaven and earth. It was a ceaseless, unending source...

Without hesitation, Ding Fan pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his chest. After taking out two Pills, he directly threw them to Mei Xian and the nearby light orb.

Although Ding Fan wasn't frightened by the rising poison, it was fatal for the light orb and Mei Xian. They were both ordinary people, and once the poison gas permeated them, their deaths would be inevitable.

The light orb received Ding Fan's Pills and was completely baffled for a moment, not understanding why Ding Fan would give them to him.

"Big brother, these Pills...?"

For some reason, the light orb addressed Ding Fan as "big brother."

Ding Fan spoke indifferently, "If you don't want to die, swallow them."

After hearing Ding Fan's words, the light orb once again looked at the Pills in his hand with hesitation written all over his face.

While the light orb hesitated, Mei Xian had no such reservations. She tilted her head back and swallowed the Pills Ding Fan gave her without a second thought.

Seeing Mei Xian swallow the Pills, the light orb mustered up some courage and swallowed his Pill as well.

At this time, Ding Fan wasn't paying any attention to whether the light orb and Mei Xian were swallowing the Pills. He was busy setting up a small Concealment Formation around the perimeter.

Before having a clear understanding of Changsheng, Ding Fan didn't want to provoke any conflict with the people of Changsheng. Once exposed, gathering any intelligence would become as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

After these simple preparations, Ding Fan sat down cross-legged to quietly contemplate his next move.

"Benefactor, generally at night, the people within Changsheng do not come out. I have surveilled their movements before, and these people seem to fear this rising white smoke as well. So after nightfall, they all obediently stay within the Changsheng Residence," Mei Xian approached and said to Ding Fan at this time.

Ding Fan glanced at Mei Xian.

He trusted what Mei Xian said. With her superior Divine Sense, it seemed that while she was imprisoned, she had diligently observed the situation here.

"While you were imprisoned, did you feel there was anything unusual inside the Changsheng Residence?" Ding Fan inquired.

Mei Xian had been imprisoned, so it was possible that with her Divine Sense, she had noticed some particular matters, although it wasn't certain.

"Something special?" Mei Xian hesitated for a moment after hearing Ding Fan's words, then said, "A few days ago, an unusual ceremony was held inside Changsheng. It seemed to welcome some exceptional being. Does this count as something special?"

A welcoming ceremony? To greet an exceptional being?!

Ding Fan's eyes brightened at this.

He hadn't expected that fortune would favor him so greatly and that he would encounter Mei Xian. With this, she could provide him with a general idea of the inner situation, and he wouldn't have to continue groping in the dark.

"Where is the person who was welcomed now?" Ding Fan asked.

Mei Xian pondered for a moment before answering, "That person is very strange, doesn't interact with anyone after arriving, and just lives in a separate loft within the Changsheng Residence."

Ding Fan was overjoyed upon hearing this. "Can you draw a rough map of Changsheng Residence's location?"

Mei Xian's Divine Sense memory was exceptionally outstanding. If Mei Xian could provide him with a map of the location, his chances of successfully exploring the inside would increase.

"I still remember." Mei Xian nodded and said.

"Draw it for me." Ding Fan quickly took out paper and pen from his storage ring.

Mei Xian nodded, took the paper and pen from Ding Fan, and began to sketch the inside of Changsheng Residence on the paper as per her memory.

Shortly after, Mei Xian had drawn out the entire situation inside Changsheng. With her powerful Divine Sense and the fact that she had been inside Changsheng before, drawing the map had not been difficult for Mei Xian.

Ding Fan immediately took the map that Mei Xian had drawn.

"I said you couldn't have gone far, but you were quite clever to hide in plain sight. Unfortunately for you, do you think I can't find you just because you're under my nose?"

At that moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from not far away.

Upon hearing the voice, Ding Fan was taken aback; the Mental Power of the comer was extremely formidable.

When the other party's Mental Power swept over him, he felt incredibly cramped. Judging just by this formidable Mental Power, the other party's cultivation must be extraordinary.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to detect Ding Fan's small Concealment Formation so easily.

"It's over... It's over..." The Light Sphere, upon hearing that voice, shook with fear, and its eyes were also covered with a layer of moisture.

At this time, Mei Xian also couldn't help trembling with fear.

The Ghost Warriors were decisive in their killings. Falling into their hands would mean there was no reason to be left alive.

"Eh? There's a stranger here?" At that moment, the person came before the three of them and quickly noticed Ding Fan.

As the man discovered Ding Fan, his gaze had not left Ding Fan, who was constantly assessing the other's cultivation.

The comer was not weak. He seemed to be of the Seventh Grade Earth Level, and what was particularly rare was that his Mental Power was incredibly strong. Ding Fan had encountered many Ancient Martial Arts experts, but very few had Mental Power that could match this person's.

This Ghost Warrior who had arrived appeared to be about sixty years old, wearing a deep blue robe, with a Treasured Sword on his back, somewhat exuding the aura of an Immortal clan.

Allaying Ding Fan's fears somewhat was the fact that there seemed to be no other accomplices behind the Ghost Warrior.

If there were another person with him, that would be highly disadvantageous for Ding Fan; if one held him back and the other went to send a message, then today's affair would be over.

"Where is Jin Minchong?" Ding Fan calmly drew out his Selfless Flying Sword as he spoke, looking indifferently at the Elder standing opposite him.

"Jin Minchong?" The Elder's face, which initially had not cared at all, became serious upon hearing Ding Fan's words.

To be honest, the Elder had not taken Ding Fan seriously at all. Ding Fan was young with insignificant cultivation, probably just a lost failure.

But what the Elder could not have imagined was that Ding Fan actually knew Jin Minchong and, judging by his demeanor, seemed to be specifically looking for him...