Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan, having not grasped the situation, could only find a concealed location to hide.

At this moment, twenty-something meters from Ding Fan, under an ancient pine, stood a woman in white, an indescribably beautiful woman, with a graceful figure and refined demeanor... Anyone who saw such a woman would be struck by her beauty.

She held a sword in her right hand, her white clothes fluttering, resembling a fairy descending to earth. However, her chest was covered in blood, and her complexion appeared somewhat pale.

"Nan Gongling, you ambushed me, do you not fear that my Southern Sea Immortal Sect will grind your bones to dust?" the woman in white said softly, yet her voice was enchanting like celestial music, captivating all who heard it.

"Heh... Gusu Qingwen, where do you think this is? This is merely the Mortal Realm, the barriers have already severed the Immortal Realm from this world's hearings, even if I killed you today, the people from the Immortal Sect will never know it was I who killed you..."

At this moment, a man clad in white, with an evil charm on his face, said to Gusu Qingwen.

"Kill me? With your abilities?" Gusu Qingwen snorted lightly, and her longsword slashed fiercely.

As Gusu Qingwen's longsword struck, a mighty Sword Qi suddenly surged, within which, faintly, echoed the sound of a dragon elephant...

Ding Fan, who was hiding far away, watched this scene, his eyes wide open in astonishment.

The woman in white had merely waved her hand lightly, and yet she had unleashed such a powerful strike, an intensity too formidable to believe. Considering even Ding Fan's current level of cultivation, he couldn't possibly execute such a powerful strike himself.

Boom... The woman in white's longsword slashed through, and the ground shuddered violently. The sand and stones on the ground rolled about, and although Ding Fan was very far away, he could still feel the wind sting his face.

Boom... As the powerful wind slashed through, the entire land fell into a hushed silence.

Just a casual, simple slash had resulted in such an outcome...

Ding Fan couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Considering the attack he just witnessed, if he had been there, he likely would have been ground to dust by that fierce wind.

"Haha..."

At that moment, a figure reappeared in front of Gusu Qingwen.

Naturally, it was Nan Gongling. Nan Gongling snorted, "Gusu Qingwen, worthy indeed of being the most outstanding disciple of the Immortal Sect for a thousand years, the power of this sword truly fills one with dread..."

Gusu Qingwen stood quietly, no longer uttering a word.

Nan Gongling continued, "Gusu Qingwen, you are the most outstanding disciple of the Immortal Sect for many years, and although my talent is not as great as yours, I am the son of the master of the Hundred Ranks Sect. You and I together in Dual Cultivation, it is simply a match made by heaven, why do you persistently refuse?"

"Nan Gongling, give up that thought, my beloved is a hero among both gods and men. Someone like you, merely a mediocrity, how could you possibly become a partner fit for me, Gusu Qingwen..."

After hearing Gusu Qingwen's words, Nan Gongling snorted, then he immediately drew out a pair of judgment pens.

The judgment pens were roughly the same size as normal brushes, only, these were made of a special material, emanating a verdant glow, clearly treasures.

"Gusu Qingwen, it seems that speaking nicely with you is futile, then I shall take you by force!" As he spoke, Nan Gongling raised the judgment pens in his hand and pointed them directly at Gusu Qingwen.

After Nan Gongling finished speaking, he swept the judgment pens horizontally, and his figure blurred. Then, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Gusu Qingwen frowned, and although she was injured, she also refused to show weakness, disappearing from the spot in an instant as well.

In an instant, within the arena, the sounds of clashing Magic Artifacts could be heard, along with the flashing lights of those artifacts. The two figures had become invisible.

Ding Fan, witnessing this, wore a very solemn expression.

Having been in the Cultivation World, Ding Fan had also witnessed duels between experts. Judging by the combat techniques of this man and woman, both must possess at least the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Stage.

This level of cultivation was far beyond the Heavenly Level!

Within the arena, the two figures clashed back and forth, the roar of dragon elephants and the cries of wild beasts filling the air.

Boom...

At the end of one final thunderous noise, the two figures then separated once more.

Looking over, Ding Fan saw that within the arena, Gusu Qingwen was using her longsword to support herself, struggling not to fall. Since he couldn't use Divine Sense, Ding Fan couldn't clearly see the situation of the two individuals within the arena, but from the current situation, it was evident that Gusu Qingwen had sustained significant injuries.

At this moment, another figure suddenly appeared not far from Gusu Qingwen.

Naturally, it was Nan Gongling, but now, fresh blood was streaming from his right arm, clearly, he had also not escaped unscathed from their encounter.

"Gusu Qingwen still is Gusu Qingwen, even with serious injuries, you managed to seriously injure me, I, Nan Gongling, must indeed respect you..."

Gusu Qingwen's expression was very solemn, "Nan Gongling… you were still careless. This place, after all, is a passage between the Immortal Realm and the Human Realm, do you really think there are no other disciples from the Immortal Realm here besides me?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Gongling's expression indeed became solemn.

Ding Fan's expression turned serious as well. Hiding far away, could it be that his presence had been noticed by those two? Ding Fan thought it very likely; although he had no Divine Sense, it didn't mean others' Divine Sense would be obstructed. After all, their cultivation was much higher than his own.

Just as Ding Fan was lost in wild thoughts, a formidable gust of wind suddenly hurtled toward him.

Since Ding Fan was hiding behind a huge rock, the rock bore much of the force. Nonetheless, Ding Fan was still blasted out by the wind.

But just when Ding Fan was regaining his balance, a white figure had already reached his side.

A fragrant scent was overwhelming; as Ding Fan slightly flinched, he was already being lifted by the white figure. Even without looking, the fragrance alone told Ding Fan that the person helping him up could be none other than Gusu Qingwen.

Although Ding Fan possessed the Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation, he had no room to resist in the hands of Gusu Qingwen.

"So what if you're disciples of the Immortal Sect? Today, I shall eliminate all of you," Nan Gongling, clutching his judge's pen, charged over like a madman.

Gusu Qingwen deftly pulled out a red gemstone with her right hand and immediately threw it backward. Suddenly, an extremely fierce explosion erupted behind Gusu Qingwen and Ding Fan.

Ding Fan instantly understood; the red gemstone must be similar to his own Explosive Talisman, only that its power was significantly greater.

Using the explosion, Gusu Qingwen seized the moment to grab Ding Fan and bolt forward, with Nan Gongling relentlessly pursuing them from behind.

After running frantically for a while, Gusu Qingwen suddenly turned and dashed into a nearby forest.

"Gusu Qingwen...you...you dare to enter the Desperate Forest! Even with your outstanding talent, there is absolutely no way you can make it out alive," Nan Gongling's voice echoed from behind them.

Although Ding Fan didn't know what the Desperate Forest was, Nan Gongling's reaction suggested he greatly feared the place, so he didn't follow them inside.

Ding Fan's expression grew solemn; a place that even the formidable Nan Gongling feared must indeed be perilous, and the Desperate Forest was certainly fraught with dangers.

It seemed he had escaped the wolf's den only to enter the tiger's lair.

Gusu Qingwen, holding Ding Fan, ran deep into the Desperate Forest and only stopped at a clearing. There, she flung Ding Fan to the ground.

Gusu Qingwen then simply ignored Ding Fan lying beside her as she pulled a pill from her bosom.

As soon as the pill was taken out, its fragrance filled the air, and just by looking, it appeared quite extraordinary.

Ding Fan, an expert in alchemy, could tell that this pill was far beyond his understanding in grade. By all accounts, it might even surpass the Rising Spirit Pill that he had obtained in the great hall earlier.

Ding Fan then stood up from the ground.

"You will protect me here... Do not let anyone close to me... Even if you die, make sure I remain unharmed!" Gusu Qingwen flatly said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan furrowed his brows, thinking Gusu Qingwen certainly had nerve—expecting his safety even at the cost of his life? Who did she think she was to him!

Ding Fan scowled. If it weren't for Gusu Qingwen exposing his hidden matters, perhaps he wouldn't have been chased by Nan Gongling.

"I don't know you, and I am leaving," said Ding Fan, dismissive of who she might be, and turned to walk away.

Gusu Qingwen was stunned, clearly not expecting Ding Fan to actually ignore her so blatantly.

"How dare you!"

Gusu Qingwen's right hand swung ferociously, and suddenly, a tremendous force directly struck out.

Ding Fan hadn't anticipated, Gusu Qingwen, seemingly angelic, would act so ruthlessly; he was knocked down without any chance to resist by the Inner Strength she hurled at him.

"Hmm? Such poor skills, do you only excel in verbal jousting?"

Gusu Qingwen watched as Ding Fan sprawled out, her face immediately turning stern.

Ding Fan wiped the blood from his lips, rising from the ground with indignation.

"Die!" Ding Fan spat out without any courtesy, sending a series of Wind Blades slashing toward Gusu Qingwen.

If the other party was unreasonable, how could Ding Fan be reasonable? Instantly, the Wind Blades kept slashing towards her.

Gusu Qingwen swayed her right hand again, and those seemingly fierce Wind Blades were instantly dissipated into nothingness...

Although his Wind Blades were neutralized by her, Ding Fan wouldn't give up.

In the past, in the Cultivation World, Ding Fan had obtained Grade Eight Spirit Grass and was captured by a High-Grade Cultivator. Ding Fan would rather have perished together than suffer humiliation.

Ding Fan had only one principle: even if he couldn't beat them, he would make sure to injure them severely.

Without further ado, Ding Fan yanked out his Selfless Flying Sword.

As soon as the sword was drawn, Ding Fan, without further ado, directed it at Gusu Qingwen's head...