Top-tier Unruly Master

"You don't have the capital to bargain with me," Ding Fan said sternly. "If you don't speak now, I won't mind using you for a little knife practice."

The masked man hesitated for a moment, then glanced again at the towering giant tree that Ding Fan had felled.

"I... I'll talk... I'll tell you whatever you want to know." By now, where did the masked man dare to keep any secrets? He could see that Ding Fan was someone who meant what he said and could carry it out. Now he just wanted to present himself well in the hope that Ding Fan might be moved by compassion and possibly spare him.

"I am... I am from the Myriad Demon Sect..."

The Myriad Demon Sect? Ding Fan's eyes involuntarily widened.

Wasn't Chen Qiang a Myriad Demon Sect elder? Ding Fan had killed him before, and even the Myriad Demon Sect leader's son had been killed by Ding Fan.

Isn't it said that the Myriad Demon Sect is revered among the Evil Sects? Ding Fan really couldn't understand why people from the Myriad Demon Sect would also get involved.

"Tell me everything you know," Ding Fan ordered the masked man coldly.

"My name is ****... To tell the truth, I also have some status within the Myriad Demon Sect; I am the master of the Azure Dragon Hall..."

"What did you come to Yungang for exactly?" Ding Fan asked.

"We... Our purpose in coming to Yungang was for the Peiyuan Stone..." ****, wanting to save his own life, didn't hold anything back and told everything he knew.

"Our sect leader specifically sent us to Changsheng to snatch the Peiyuan Stones, and also to understand the method of using them. Thus, I lured Uncle Bian Wu out to force the information about the Peiyuan Stone from him and to find the whereabouts of the other half of the Fragmented Scroll. Then, you showed up..."

Ding Fan turned to look at Uncle Bian Wu beside him.

By now, the bleeding from Uncle Bian Wu's severed arm had stopped, and Cheng Bufan had fed him a Medicine Pill, so Uncle Bian Wu's condition had almost stabilized.

"This damned bastard pretended to be Bian Zhimu and said he had something important to discuss with me. I was careless, and I was ambushed by this damned bastard..." Uncle Bian Wu spat out vehemently.

The Fragmented Scroll? Bian Zhimu?

What the Fragmented Scroll was, Ding Fan did not know. If Uncle Bian Wu did not speak of it, it was not his place as an outsider to ask. But Bian Zhimu.

Ding Fan looked at **** again. "What is your relationship with Bian Zhimu?"

"Bian Zhimu is the personal disciple of our sect leader. Ever since the sect leader's son was killed, our lord has thought highly of this Bian Zhimu... And, about the Peiyuan Stone, it was this Bian Zhimu who told the Sect Master."

After hearing ****'s words, Ding Fan fell into contemplation for a while.

First, the Peiyuan Stone appeared in Quanzhen Xuanmen and was stolen by Jin Minchong; later, Jin Minchong brought the Peiyuan Stone to Changsheng. After obtaining the Peiyuan Stone himself, he was followed by Bian Zhimu's men and now even the people from Myriad Demon Sect had joined in. The matter seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

What **** had just said, that Bian Zhimu was the personal disciple of the Myriad Demon Sect Leader's son, suggested that the Myriad Demon Sect was now in coordination with Bian Zhimu.

From this point of analysis, within the Peiyuan Stone, there must be some incredible secret hidden.

"How many of you came to Yungang?" Ding Fan inquired.

"We came with a total of three people. One is tracking the whereabouts of the Peiyuan Stone, I am here to pry the secret of the Peiyuan Stone, and another person is... is in..."

A total of three people...

By now, Ding Fan could confirm that this **** and the middle-aged man he killed in the morning were indeed from the same group.

"Doing what?" Ding Fan asked.

"That person is now in the Quanzhen Xuanmen..."

Quanzhen Xuanmen? A light flickered in Cheng Bufan's eyes. Although Cheng Bufan had been expelled from Quanzhen Xuanmen, he had grown up there since childhood, and he was still very concerned about matters involving Quanzhen Xuanmen.

"Bian Zhimu mentioned that the other half of the Fragmented Scroll is in Quanzhen Xuanmen, so that person went to Quanzhen Xuanmen to take that half of the scroll," **** said.

Ding Fan pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Uncle Bian Wu. "Uncle Bian Wu, I know that the Fragmented Scroll is a secret of the Bian Family, and I have no place to ask, but now this is a matter of great importance. Could you possibly tell me what use the Fragmented Scroll has?"

Uncle Bian Wu pondered for a while and then seemed to make a great decision. "This Bian Zhimu has gone utterly mad. The Fragmented Scroll records the method of transitioning from demon to saint. Back then, the Old Master Bian obtained both the Peiyuan Stone and the Fragmented Scroll.

Inside the Fragmented Scroll, it records the method of transitioning from demon to saint, but to achieve that one must first delve into being a demon. The Old Master Bian thought it was an evil text and wanted to burn it, but after all, it was a treasure left by an ancestor, and he couldn't bear to destroy it with his own hands, so he split the Fragmented Scroll in two. The other half was given to his personal disciple, who later became the master of Quanzhen Xuanmen, Qi Changran."

Qi Changran?

Cheng Bufan was taken aback. Qi Changran was none other than his own master. Although Cheng Bufan was shocked, he remained silent, quietly listening.

Uncle Bian Wu continued, "Not many in the world know about this Fragmented Scroll, including myself, Qi Changran, Bian Zhimu... No one else knows, not even the current Lord of Changsheng, Bian Zixuan."

Ding Fan listened quietly.

According to what Uncle Bian Wu said, there are only three people in the world who know about this Fragmented Scroll and the transition from demon to saint. So from that point of view.

The Sect Master of Quanzhen Xuanmen, Qi Changran, who reclaimed the Peiyuan Stone, likely has ulterior motives...

However, Ding Fan didn't say anything. After all, in Cheng Bufan's heart, Qi Changran was as dear as his own father. It would be inappropriate for Ding Fan to say too much.

"Which one of the other two went to Quanzhen Xuanmen, and how long have they been gone?" Ding Fan asked.

"Yesterday... last night, Kou Yan had already set off. It shouldn't take much time before Kou Yan could reach Quanzhen Xuanmen..." **** replied.

The Kou Yan mentioned by **** must be the person who was headed to Quanzhen Xuanmen.

"Going to Quanzhen Xuanmen alone with the intention of causing trouble, you all really have some nerve. Let's not speak of other matters; just the Water Curtain of Quanzhen Xuanmen is not something just anyone can get through," Cheng Bufan spoke up at this moment.

"The barrier of Quanzhen Xuanmen is indeed the Water Curtain. But Kou Yan is quick-witted; before he left, he guaranteed that he could definitely retrieve another Heavenly Book Fragment from Quanzhen Xuanmen..." **** said.

As the saying goes, it's not the theft that's scary, but the thief's persistence.

For a moment, Cheng Bufan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Big brother, I think we should make our way to Quanzhen Xuanmen now," Ding Fan said, knowing the depth of Cheng Bufan's feelings for Quanzhen Xuanmen. Even if he himself didn't mention it, Cheng Bufan would undoubtedly hurry back.

Cheng Bufan nodded his head. Although he was still physically there, his heart had already flown back to the Sect.

"Senior, I've told you everything I know. Please, I beg you, let me go..." **** pleaded as he struggled to rise from the ground.

"You slashed Uncle Bian Wu's arm and later almost took my big brother's life. Do you think I would spare you?" Ding Fan's tone was calm, yet the killing intent in his voice was chilling.

"No... Please don't..."

Ding Fan didn't bother wasting more words with ****. With a flick of his right hand, a Wind Blade instantly flew out, and in the blink of an eye, it cleaved **** into two.

Nonchalantly, Ding Fan then threw out a Fireball, and in the blink of an eye, ****'s corpse was burnt to nothing.

"Uncle Bian Wu, there's something else I want to ask you," Ding Fan said, turning towards Uncle Bian Wu after dealing with ****. After the recent battle, Ding Fan had grown even more fond of Uncle Bian Wu.

"Young brother, feel free to ask anything," Uncle Bian Wu replied.

"What exactly is the relationship between Bian Zhimu and Bian Zixuan?" Ding Fan inquired.

Uncle Bian Wu didn't expect Ding Fan to ask this question, but he didn't hide anything and answered directly.

"Strictly speaking, Bian Zhimu is Bian Zixuan's brother, and what's more, they are siblings from the same father but different mothers..."

Ding Fan had vaguely guessed that there was a special relationship between them, so he wasn't surprised to hear this.

"However, from a young age, Bian Zhimu's nature was rather sinister and cunning. I remember when he was only seven or eight years old, he attempted to poison his thin congee to kill Bian Zixuan... After the Old Master Bian discovered this matter, he immediately expelled Bian Zhimu from the family and sent him to be fostered by a rural family."

At the age of seven or eight, when one should be innocent and carefree, this Bian Zhimu already knew how to poison someone; as the saying goes, what you see at three is what you'll see at eighty. From this point, Bian Zhimu indeed appears to be an extremely scheming and ruthless person.

"In fact, when Old Master Bian sent Bian Zhimu to live with peasants, it wasn't because he truly wanted to banish him from the family. The Old Master had his own plans, hoping that Bian Zhimu would mend his ways and cleanse his soul, learning to do good amidst the simplicity of rural life," Uncle Bian Wu muttered, heaving a sigh as he continued.

"However, the Old Master, clever for a lifetime, was ultimately muddled over Bian Zhimu's case. On the year Bian Zhimu turned eighteen, Old Master Bian visited him. At that time, Bian Zhimu pretended to be obedient and cautious, showing filial piety at every turn. He capitalised on the Old Master's guilt for having fostered him outside the family for years, deceived the Old Master into teaching him the Soul Sealing Technique, and even obtained information concerning the Heavenly Book Fragment and the Peiyuan Stone.

"I had warned the Old Master back then, but he believed that Bian Zhimu had changed, so he did not take it to heart. Until now, with Bian Zhimu coveting the Heavenly Book Fragment and the Peiyuan Stone, he has even joined forces with people from the Myriad Demon Sect..."

Hearing this, Ding Fan somewhat understood what kind of person Bian Zhimu was.

Decisive in action, deep in schemes...

"Uncle Bian Wu, have sister guard the Changsheng Mountain Gate well these next few days. No matter what happens, make sure not to let any unexpected person from Changsheng enter our domain," Ding Fan instructed Uncle Bian Wu beside him.

Uncle Bian Wu nodded. "I understand all this. You can rest assured, young brother."

Ding Fan nodded. "Another thing to be especially careful about is the other half of the Heavenly Book Fragment. Uncle Bian Wu, make sure to keep it safe and let nobody know about it."

The Heavenly Book Fragment was extremely important. If it were to fall into Bian Zhimu's hands, it would surely bring disaster, so the best Ding Fan could do now was to remind Uncle Bian Wu to guard it well.

"Understood," Uncle Bian Wu said earnestly.

Ding Fan then took out a third-grade Foundation Building Pill and tossed it to Uncle Bian Wu. Uncle Bian Wu had been seriously injured before, and this pill would be able to help him adjust his internal energy.

Upon receiving the third-grade Foundation Building Pill, Uncle Bian Wu promptly popped it into his mouth, almost as if he feared Ding Fan would change his mind.

Seeing Uncle Bian Wu's behavior, Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan couldn't help but smile.

"Big brother, let's set off," Ding Fan turned to Cheng Bufan after Uncle Bian Wu had taken the Medicine Pill...

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