Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan had already thrown out nearly all the Explosive Talismans he had in his hand, and the Straw-hat weirdo had long been begging for mercy.

Waiting until Ding Fan stopped throwing Explosive Runes and carried Gusu Qingwen on his back towards the Straw-hat weirdo, Gusu Qingwen was completely stunned.

At this moment, where was the weirdo? Inside the Arena, there was only a Nascent Soul Body less than one meter tall, crouching and huddling over.

"An actual Nascent Soul?" Upon seeing this, Gusu Qingwen had an epiphany.

After all, Gusu Qingwen was a disciple of the Immortal Sect and naturally familiar with Nascent Souls. She instantly realized that the Straw-hat weirdo was a puppet controlled by this Nascent Soul.

This Nascent Soul was very weak; Ding Fan had destroyed its body with Explosive Runes. Without the help of the puppet, the Nascent Soul could no longer cause any trouble.

Hum... the sound of a sword resonating filled the air.

The Nascent Soul slowly lifted its head, and at this point, Ding Fan had already pointed an Immortal Sword at it. With a mere flick of his wrist, Ding Fan could easily slay the Nascent Soul.

"Don't kill me... I'm just a poor wretch... don't kill me…" The Nascent Soul, baby-like in appearance, had its eyes flickering around, clearly full of cunning thoughts.

"Who exactly are you?" Ding Fan asked with a deep voice.

"I... I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect... Miss, considering you and I both come from the Immortal Sect, you certainly must not kill me…" The Nascent Soul said shakily.

"A disciple of the Immortal Sect? Complete nonsense!" Gusu Qingwen's delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. "How could my Immortal Sect have such an unworthy person like you?"

"I really am a disciple of the Immortal Sect, my name is Liu Qingsong. Hundreds of years ago, I was the Great Protector of the Immortal Sect..."

Liu Qingsong?!

When Gusu Qingwen heard this name, she was immediately taken aback.

That name was all too familiar to Gusu Qingwen. It was said that Liu Qingsong had cultivation that defied the heavens and was considered the first prodigy of the Immortal Sect in centuries! Even now, on the roster of Immortal Sect disciples, there was still the name Liu Qingsong.

And those who could make it onto the roster of Immortal Sect disciples were all remarkable figures of the Immortal Sect.

Although Gusu Qingwen was now among the most talented disciples within the Immortal Sect, many people still thought Liu Qingsong's talent was slightly higher compared to hers, Gusu Qingwen's, when they were mentioned together.

"Are you truly Liu Qingsong?" Gusu Qingwen was still somewhat in disbelief that this wretched creature before her was the disciple with an exceptional talent from hundreds of years ago.

"I wouldn't lie to you. In the room just before, there is a pile of bones; those are my remains, and on them, there is still my Immortal Sect Jade Talisman..." The Nascent Soul hastily explained.

Ding Fan then commanded Duorou to go check.

Immediately, Duorou busily searched according to the Nascent Soul's directions, and after a short while, indeed brought back a Jade Talisman.

Duorou handed the Jade Talisman over to Ding Fan, who closely inspected the Immortal Talisman made of jade. It was quite similar to another Immortal Talisman he had obtained, but on this one, there was a line of small characters.

The eighth generation of Immortal Sect disciples, Liu Qingsong.

After seeing the Immortal Talisman, Gusu Qingwen immediately believed it to be true.

The Immortal Sect's runes were impossible to forge by others as they contained Immortal aura infused by the Sect, and also had the Divine Consciousness Imprint of the individual. These things were impossible to fake.

By now, Gusu Qingwen could confirm that this Nascent Soul was indeed the Liu Qingsong of old.

"Since you are a disciple of the Immortal Sect, how did you end up in this wretched state, neither human nor ghost?" Ding Fan inquired.

Ding Fan had only ever met one Immortal Sect disciple, which was Gusu Qingwen. Although she was quite haughty, she still possessed a certain moral integrity.

In contrast, this Liu Qingsong clearly did not seem like a decent fellow, more resembling a member of the Demon Sect than they did.

"I turned out this way for a reason." Liu Qingsong eagerly said.

Gusu Qingwen looked at Liu Qingsong, signaling for him to continue speaking.

Under the threat of Ding Fan's Immortal Sword, Liu Qingsong dared not act rashly. He then honestly narrated the reasons that led to his current form.

It turned out that within the Immortal Sect, Liu Qingsong's talent was exceptional, and he believed that he was destined to become the Sect Leader.

However, the position of the Sect Leader was later passed to his master's junior instead, which greatly irritated Liu Qingsong. Liu Qingsong challenged his master's junior to a duel, attempting to claim the position of the Sect Leader, but ended up being soundly defeated.

Embarrassed, Liu Qingsong left in a huff. He wanted to seek out the most powerful force in the world, planning to return once he had acquired enough power to reclaim his position as the leader of the Immortal Sect.

Liu Qingsong then chose to head towards the Desperate Forest, which was adjacent to the passage between the Immortal Realm and the Human Realm.

According to legend, this was where the ancient abode of the Ancient Demon Lord was located.

With his formidable cultivation, Liu Qingsong made his way here, searching for the place.

However, to Liu Qingsong's great surprise, although the Ancient Demon Lord was said to have long departed from this world, he was still alive when Liu Qingsong found the Dire Straits Palace.

Fearful, Liu Qingsong initially wanted to escape, but how could he possibly flee from the clutches of the Ancient Demon Lord?

However, instead of taking his life, the Ancient Demon Lord said he was nearing the end of his lifespan and wished to impart all his knowledge to Liu Qingsong, taking him on as a disciple...

Liu Qingsong, without any hesitation, immediately knelt before the Ancient Demon Lord.

Thereupon, in just two days and nights, the Ancient Demon Lord poured all of his lifelong knowledge into the sea of consciousness within Liu Qingsong.

At last, the Ancient Demon Lord said that after his demise, he wanted his corpse to be placed in the main hall and for eighty-one candlestands to be lit... to guard for forty-nine days and nights...

Liu Qingsong had promised to do so at the time, but after the Ancient Demon Lord passed away, Liu Qingsong did not follow through with the Ancient Demon Lord's wishes at all.

He directly burned the Ancient Demon Lord's body to ashes and threw all the prepared pure gold candlestands into a corner.

Just when Liu Qingsong thought he would become the master of the Dire Straits Palace, he did not expect that the residual soul of the Ancient Demon Lord would come looking for him.

Liu Qingsong then tried to burn the Ancient Demon Lord's residual soul to oblivion.

Liu Qingsong chased after the soul, but was unexpectedly lured into that previous room by the Ancient Demon Lord's way, and then the Thousand Gold Stonewood fell, trapping Liu Qingsong inside.

That Thousand Gold Stonewood could not be opened from the inside at all; if there was no one on the outside to break the prohibition, the person inside could only wait to be trapped to death.

This trapping lasted for hundreds of years, and unable to survive any longer, Liu Qingsong directly resolved himself, and his Nascent Soul leaped out from his original body.

For the remaining years, Liu Qingsong survived solely by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Until today when Ding Fan and the others opened the prohibition.

The room Liu Qingsong was trapped in was originally the Puppet Room, and all the puppets inside were left by the Ancient Demon Lord; at that moment, Liu Qingsong entered a puppet, hence the fight between Liu Qingsong in the puppet and Ding Fan and the others occurred.

As for the Illusory Palm, it was originally Liu Qingsong's spiritual pet. The Illusory Palm could hibernate for a thousand years and not die; over these hundreds of years, the Illusory Palm has been in a dormant state.

"...that's how things went, I've been trapped here for hundreds of years..." As he spoke, Liu Qingsong actually started to cry.

Ding Fan had no sympathy for Liu Qingsong at all. On the contrary, he found Liu Qingsong extremely repulsive.

Originally, the Ancient Demon Lord had imparted all his life's learnings to Liu Qingsong. From this point of view, the Ancient Demon Lord was a benefactor to Liu Qingsong.

Yet, after his benefactor's death, Liu Qingsong not only failed to follow the wishes of his reverent teacher but also burned his teacher's body and even attempted to destroy his benefactor's residual soul.

Such behavior was practically no different from that of a beast.

"I know... I know where all the treasures are in this grand hall. Spare me, and I'll take you to find them!" Liu Qingsong said to Ding Fan and Gusu Qingwen.

"You are not needed here anymore." Ding Fan raised his Immortal Sword with a chilling intent in his eyes.

"Disciple of the Immortal Sect... save me... no matter what, I'm your senior. You must save me on account of us both being disciples of the Immortal Sect, you can't let this person... kill me just like that!" Liu Qingsong said in extreme fear.

Gusu Qingwen's elegant brows were slightly furrowed. After all, Liu Qingsong was a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and she really couldn't just watch him be killed like this.

But many in the Immortal Sect admired the Liu Qingsong of the past for his peerless talent.

However, seeing the crafty-looking Nascent Soul before her, Gusu Qingwen felt a chill in her heart.

Shua...

While Gusu Qingwen was still deliberating, Ding Fan wasted no time with Liu Qingsong. With a swift motion of his Immortal Sword, Liu Qingsong was instantly cut into two!

Everything happened so fast that Gusu Qingwen didn't even have time to react.

"You... you just killed him like that?" Gusu Qingwen asked.

"Killed..." Ding Fan immediately put away his Immortal Sword and said no more.

Seeing Ding Fan's resoluteness, Gusu Qingwen swallowed her words and said nothing more.

Gusu Qingwen glanced at Liu Qingsong, who was cut down by Ding Fan; perhaps this was for the best for him.

Dying like this, his image would always remain tall in the hearts of the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

So, dying this way, it was a good thing!

Ding Fan, carrying Gusu Qingwen on his back, then went to a few other rooms. After breaking the prohibitions, the two found quite a few treasures.

In one of the rooms, they found a large amount of medicine pills.

Although these were the Demon Sect's medicine pills, they were all high grade, so Ding Fan unceremoniously collected all the pills.

The Ancient Demon Lord had been meticulous enough to paste the name and usage method on every medicine pill bottle, which saved a lot of trouble for Ding Fan.

Apart from the medicine pills, Ding Fan and the others also found a room filled with magical treasures from the Immortal clan.

All the magical treasures in this room belonged to disciples of the Immortal Sect; it seemed these treasures had been plundered by the Ancient Demon Lord from the hands of the sect's disciples.

Although the treasures were high level, they weren't of much use to Ding Fan.

High-grade magical treasures require a lot of True Qi to activate. Ding Fan's current cultivation was not enough, so these treasures were practically useless to him. Ding Fan simply did a good deed and gave them all to Gusu Qingwen.

Gusu Qingwen was not bashful about accepting them; after all, these treasures were left behind by the seniors of their sect, and taking them back would be very helpful to the Immortal Sect.

As for the other rooms and secret chambers, they were all filled with some strange and rare things, such as skeletons of Ancient Yuan Beasts. There were also rooms filled with jewelry and gold and silver. Ding Fan simply took a storage ring.

In the last storage chamber, Ding Fan and Gusu Qingwen found a room full of Refinement Materials.

However, these materials had been processed through Soul Refinement, which left Ding Fan feeling deflated...