Top-tier Unruly Master

Scarface was saying something about wanting Qu Waner and Qin Min to join him for some fun, which was simply sleazy to the extreme. Even the usually composed Qu Waner now had an incredibly unpleasant look on her face.

At this moment, Ding Fan stepped forward, "Forgot to tell you, these two ladies are all mine... Trying to hit on my women, you're really looking for death..."

Merely two Human Level Peak martial artists dared to be so arrogant, Ding Fan couldn't possibly take them seriously.

"Heh heh... Kid, you're quite arrogant! But no matter, we'll kill you first. After killing you, we will slowly enjoy these two beauties," Scarface said with a lewd smile, his face full of sleaze.

Ding Fan snorted coldly, "I do want to see how capable you really are."

Ding Fan placed his hands directly behind his back, not taking Scarface and his companion seriously at all.

Just then, a graceful figure floated over.

When Ding Fan saw who it was, he was slightly startled. The world really was small; the figure who arrived was none other than the innocent girl who had played along with him the night before.

The innocent girl saw Ding Fan at first glance too.

Upon seeing Ding Fan, her brows furrowed tightly. Although she didn't know why Ding Fan had turned and ran away the night before, she knew he was definitely a big pervert.

"Kid, competing with us for women, today I'll let you die a miserable death!" Scarface finished speaking, and along with his companion, both drew their longswords and charged towards Ding Fan.

At that moment, the innocent girl heard Scarface say that Ding Fan was competing with these men for women. She glanced at Qu Waner and Qin Min behind Ding Fan, frowning slightly.

Just then, Scarface and his companion had already reached Ding Fan. Both raised their longswords and slashed towards him.

"Elder Brother Ye, be careful!" Qu Waner, who had been closely watching the situation in the arena, said with a worried face.

Although Qu Waner knew Ding Fan was skilled, he stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent, while the opponents' swords were about to strike him, yet he remained unmoved.

This made Qu Waner very worried; she was truly afraid that Ding Fan might fall into their trap.

If it hadn't been for Ding Fan's protection along the way, she, Qu Waner, and Qin Min would not have made it this far. Therefore, both women had developed deep feelings for Ding Fan.

Qin Min, standing beside Qu Waner, didn't say anything, but she clenched her fists tightly, never taking her eyes off the action.

Just as Scarface's longsword was about to hit Ding Fan, Ding Fan suddenly made his move, kicking out fiercely.

Ding Fan's kicks were incredibly swift. Scarface and his companion, having no time to react, were sent flying by Ding Fan's powerful kick.

Two figures flew out swiftly. Judging by the distance, they were kicked by Ding Fan at least twenty meters away.

The innocent girl, standing aside, saw everything clearly, her brows now furrowed heavily.

Seeing Ding Fan's cultivation display, the innocent girl was astounded. This pervert's cultivation was indeed impressive.

The two men, who had been kicked away by Ding Fan, got up from the ground and, without daring to let out a fart, turned around and ran without looking back.

Although these two were despicable, they at least had some common sense.

Both were Human Level Peak martial artists, yet Ding Fan dealt with them calmly and indifferently. After the two attacked, Ding Fan effortlessly kicked them away with one foot each.

Needless to say, when considering the cultivation involved, they were no match for him. Thus, after getting up, they immediately turned tail and ran.

Actually, these two still didn't understand that Ding Fan had actually shown mercy. If it hadn't been for their role in dispersing the Beast Tide earlier, Ding Fan would have kicked these two fools to death long ago.

After Scarface and his companion ran off, Ding Fan didn't even think about chasing them. Like ants, these characters weren't worth his attention. If they provoked him, kicking them away was all they deserved.

"Elder Brother Ye, you are so cool!" Just as Ding Fan had kicked the two away, Qin Min ran over and immediately hugged Ding Fan's arm.

In Qin Min's eyes, Ding Fan's image was immensely magnified. Now, Ding Fan was the god of her heart.

"Elder Brother Ye, you are really amazing, dealing with those two scum with just one foot..." Qin Min said, looking up at Ding Fan in admiration.

"What's that to boast about? Let me tell you, if those two hadn't run off so quickly, with one kick each, I could have sent them straight to the afterlife," Ding Fan retorted.

By now, Qin Min had grown accustomed to Ding Fan's way of speaking. She covered her mouth and giggled, "Elder Brother Ye is so powerful, sending them to the Northern Heavens would've been easy too."

The innocent girl glanced at Qin Min, shook her head, then turned and quickly left the scene.

The innocent girl came here because a Beast Tide had erupted; she had come to watch the excitement. Little did she expect, she would run into Ding Fan.

At this time, Ding Fan also didn't care how the innocent girl viewed him. After all, she was a stranger and had nothing to do with him. Why should he care about an outsider's opinion?

By then, the Beast Tide had already retreated, and the two spoil-sports had been driven away by Ding Fan. He then advised Qin Min to hurry up and gather her Stone Grass.

Qin Min nodded immediately, and without any delay, she kept digging with her longsword. After another fifteen minutes or so, Qin Min finally unearthed her own Stone Grass, overjoyed at her find.

After all, Stone Grass is Sixth Grade Spirit Grass, which is an invaluable treasure not only on Earth but also in the Cultivation World.

Sixth Grade Spirit Grass is extremely rare.

Having harvested the Stone Grass, Ding Fan and his group were ready to continue their journey.

Now that the three of them had gained something, Qin Min and Qu Waner seemed to share more laughter and cheerful conversations along the way.

"Elder Brother Ye, how did you know there was treasure there?" Qu Waner asked as they walked.

Qu Waner still vividly remembered how Ding Fan had suddenly seemed crazed, pulling her to the location of the Stone Grass.

If it was a matter of perception, Qu Waner found it a bit impossible. From where they had been to the location of the Stone Grass, it was at least several miles—whose perception could be that powerful?

Ding Fan just smiled. "It was just a hunch at the time," he said.

Ding Fan attributed everything to a hunch. He understood that if he claimed his Divine Sense could cover several miles, neither Qu Waner nor Qin Min would believe him.

Seeing Ding Fan say so, Qu Waner immediately nodded in deep belief.

In the Ancient Martial World, indeed, some people have exceptionally strong perception. Furthermore, with Ding Fan's several successful interventions, she had already relied on him implicitly; whatever he said, she believed.

The trio hit the road again, and the fierce midair sun was now not as scorching hot. Although the surrounding air was still extremely dry, it was much better compared to before.

The three ran wildly, and in less than half an hour, they had crossed the plain.

After crossing the plain, they were stunned by the sight in front of them.

At this moment, on a mountain range not far from them, stood a very majestic palace.

Although the palace was some distance from the three of them, even from their current position, the grandeur of the mountains was palpable.

While Ding Fan and his companions were still gobsmacked, another group of people swiftly passed them from behind.

From the speed of these people, it was clear they did not want to be left behind.

After all, with the palace right there, anyone with a brain would know that treasures lay inside. If they were late, wouldn't all the good treasures be taken by others?

"Elder Brother Ye, we need to get moving too, otherwise, there'll be no share of treasures left for us," Qin Min said, eager to proceed.

Ding Fan simply smiled lightly. "Let's go and have a look!" he said.

The three sped along, taking not much time to reach the foot of the mountain range.

Now standing at the foot of the mountain range, the palace looked even clearer.

Just as Ding Fan and his companions were about to step into the palace, three people stood out from the side.

"Go back if you don't want to die," said one of them, a man with a dark face.

At this moment, Ding Fan's Divine Sense was no longer useful, but he could still tell that this person's cultivation was not high.

Yet, with insignificant cultivation, his tone was extremely arrogant. Ding Fan really admired these people. You don't have the capital to be arrogant, what are you acting arrogantly for?

"Is this palace owned by your family?" Qin Min said, her face looking unpleasant as she spoke to the dark-faced man.

"We are disciples of the Upper Xuan Sect..." the dark-faced man said, then he stopped speaking further.

Hearing the dark-faced man's words, Ding Fan felt speechless; were they planning to use the name of disciples of the Upper Xuan Sect to intimidate him?

Although Ding Fan appeared completely unconcerned, Qu Waner's expression turned gloomy.

In the Ancient Martial World, the Upper Xuan Sect was, after all, the leader of the righteous Sects. Many Sects wouldn't dare to confront them.

"Is the Upper Xuan Sect so impressive?" Ding Fan said nonchalantly.

Just as Qu Waner was pondering whether to retreat, Ding Fan had already indifferent walked over.

Qu Waner looked at Ding Fan in horror. Openly challenging the Upper Xuan Sect was nearly a suicidal act. But it was too late for Qu Waner to stop him now.

"What did you say, punk?" the dark-faced man's expression turned grave. "Daring to speak ill of the Upper Xuan Sect, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Now, sever your right arm, kowtow twice as an apology, and we can let this go. Otherwise..."

Ding Fan rubbed his nose. "Otherwise, what?" he interjected.

The dark-faced man's gaze hardened, and suddenly, his murderous intention was palpable. "Otherwise, I will take your head."

Ding Fan scoffed. "Many have wanted my head, but it all depends on whether you have the capability..." he countered.