Chapter 1446: Chapter 1483: Tong Xie
When Ding Fan’s sword blossoms fell onto the Ferocious Tiger, there was a booming sound.
Rumble...
The Ferocious Tiger’s body exploded with a massive bloody hole in an instant, its face filled with pain and shock. It truly hadn’t expected that the seemingly delicate sword blossoms could wield such tremendous power!
In an instant, the Ferocious Tiger collapsed to the ground, clearly greatly pained by the immense sword blossoms. It was now incapable of battle, its face filled with shock and regret. Clearly, it regretted not fleeing earlier, realizing too late how formidable this human was...
Seeing this scene, Ding Fan let a Wind Blade slip from his hand, and soon a spray of blood erupted from the Ferocious Tiger’s neck. In no time, the Ferocious Tiger was unmistakably dead.
At this moment, Wu Qianwen and Chai Er were both astounded as they watched Ding Fan. They obviously hadn’t expected that Ding Fan could even slay a Sixth Grade Yuan Beast. It was simply unbelievable! And it was clear to the two of them that Ding Fan didn’t seem to exert his full strength, slaying the Ferocious Tiger with apparent ease. They couldn’t help but be stupefied.
Ding Fan then took out a dagger and began to dismember the Ferocious Tiger. He was in a good mood despite the fact that the beast’s Crystal Core wasn’t very useful to him. However, it could be exchanged for a substantial amount of Spirit Stones. Even though Ding Fan already possessed tens of millions of Spirit Stones, he never minded having more.
After all, in the Cultivation World for cultivators, Spirit Stones were the best universal currency. Many cultivation resources or Magic Artifacts were invaluable. But to Ding Fan, having so many Spirit Stones meant he could buy almost anything in the Cultivation World. Nonetheless, he knew that as he was now the Sect Leader of Dayang Sect, he had many expenses for restoring the sect, which would require significant funds.
Thus, despite his wealth of Spirit Stones, Ding Fan was still very thrifty. And he intended to handle the Sixth Grade Ferocious Tiger carefully, extracting its Crystal Core, which could fetch quite a price, maybe tens of thousands of Spirit Stones. Ding Fan knew selling it would be no problem.
At this moment, Wu Qianwen and Chai Er, seeing Ding Fan busy with the Ferocious Tiger, approached to help. Yet, they didn’t know how to assist, as both rarely went hunting and didn’t know how to handle a Yuan Beast, especially not a Sixth Grade one.
So, Ding Fan simply told them to stand aside, and began processing the Ferocious Tiger himself. It was truly large, and Ding Fan took quite a while just to skin it, then started searching for the Crystal Core. Each Yuan Beast’s Crystal Core was in a different place, and Ding Fan had never dealt with a Ferocious Tiger before, making it a bit challenging.
While Ding Fan was busy with the Ferocious Tiger, a merchant caravan of over ten people suddenly appeared in their view.
"Young Master, they’re dealing with a Ferocious Tiger."
A middle-aged man from the convoy spoke to the young man mounted on a tall horse.
The young man was handsome, with red lips and white teeth, an outstanding presence. His eyes weren’t very large, yet sparkled with life. Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, his eyes showed a bit of disdain. Coldly, he said:
"Just a Ferocious Tiger."
The middle-aged man, hearing the Young Master’s words, also considered it no big deal — just a single Ferocious Tiger. Yet, when his attention focused on the beast Ding Fan was handling, he was taken aback. Shocked, he hurriedly said to the Young Master:
"Young Master! It’s a Sixth Grade Ferocious Tiger!"
"Oh?"
The young man was slightly stunned by the middle-aged man’s words. Removing a pair of sunglasses from who knows where, his eyes gleamed with interest towards Ding Fan’s side. He hadn’t expected to find a Sixth Grade Yuan Beast in this area. Observing it carefully, he confirmed it was indeed a Sixth Grade Ferocious Tiger, making him pause. Instinctively, he glanced back at the elder behind him, seeing he was still there. This reassured him somewhat. He turned to the others and said:
"Let’s go take a look!"
Hearing the young man’s words, the merchant caravan followed him towards Ding Fan’s direction. The elder behind the young man listened, his expression remaining utterly calm, with no hint of emotion. Clearly, to the elder, a Sixth Grade Yuan Beast was a trivial thing...
In no time, the young man reached the trio of Ding Fan’s location.
Now, seeing a group approach, Chai Er became slightly nervous — though unfamiliar with the Sixth Grade Yuan Beast, she knew it was exceptionally valuable. She feared these people might have ill intentions and instinctively moved closer to Ding Fan, evidently scared.
At this moment, Ding Fan was still dealing with the Ferocious Tiger. Clearly, Ding Fan had noticed the caravan approaching from afar long ago, but he didn’t pay them any mind. What caught Ding Fan’s interest was the elder in simple clothes behind the young leader. The aura around the elder was evidently strong, at least at the Nascent Soul Mid Stage, and possibly at the Late Stage. Ding Fan could tell that the elder’s cultivation was nearing the Deity Transformation Stage.
Despite this, Ding Fan wasn’t worried at all. With his strength, dealing with the elder wouldn’t be a problem. Moreover, Ding Fan sensed that the caravan had no malicious intentions. Why they came towards him specifically, Ding Fan didn’t know, nor did he care to waste time speculating. Whatever they wanted to do was their business.
However, as Ding Fan watched the young leader, he felt a sense of aversion. Ding Fan immediately discerned the evil aura emanating from the youth’s brow. Even a few glances confirmed for Ding Fan that this youth was accustomed to extravagance and indulgence, exuding a heavy Yin Qi, indicating he wasn’t kind-hearted.
The young man, dressed in luxurious attire, had the appearance of a gentleman, presenting a rather favorable impression outwardly. Yet, no matter how well the youth disguised himself, he couldn’t escape Ding Fan’s Divine Sense.
Now, the caravan’s leading youth approached Ding Fan, clearly astounded to see the Ferocious Tiger Ding Fan was handling was actually a Sixth Grade Yuan Beast. But what really made the youth’s eyes light up, showing a lascivious intent, were Wu Qianwen and Chai Er. The youth hadn’t expected to find such peerless beauties in a place like this—it was as if heaven itself was favoring him...
"Young Master, it truly is a Sixth Grade Yuan Beast. Should we seize it?"
At this moment, the middle-aged man walking in front of the youth asked respectfully, his face showing a serious demeanor.
Obviously, Ding Fan and the others heard the middle-aged man’s words, causing Chai Er and the others to feel a bit nervous. However, Wu Qianwen, looking at the caravan’s youth, had a coquettish admiration in her eyes. She could tell this youth belonged to some noble lineage just by looking at him, and he was indeed quite handsome—exactly her type.
But upon hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Wu Qianwen was taken aback. If they truly intended to make a move against them, she and her companions were in danger, causing Wu Qianwen to grow anxious.
In response, Ding Fan didn’t even look up, continuing to deal with the Sixth Grade Ferocious Tiger. The elder’s words had not concerned Ding Fan at all. If they were unwise enough to attempt robbery, they shouldn’t blame him for showing no mercy!
While the leading youth from the caravan stared entranced at Wu Qianwen and Chai Er, he paid no attention to the middle-aged man’s question.
The middle-aged man, seeing the youth’s dazed look as he gazed at the two beauties, could only sigh in resignation and called out:
"Young Master? Young Master? Are we supposed to..."
"Ah! What? You think the Tong Family lacks a few Sixth Grade Yuan Beast Crystal Cores? Ridiculous! Quickly, find out where those two beauties are heading!"
Initially, the youth dismissed the middle-aged man’s words disdainfully, then adopted a courteous and even attentive manner towards Wu Qianwen and Chai Er, addressing the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man, hearing the Young Master’s words, was taken aback, but then he had no choice but to dismount and head towards Wu Qianwen and Chai Er. However, as he approached them, the youth intercepted him, courteously walking over to Wu Qianwen and Chai Er, saying politely:
"I wonder where the two ladies are heading?"
Upon hearing the youth’s query, Chai Er warily shifted closer to Ding Fan, clearly unwilling to engage further with the youth. On the contrary, Wu Qianwen, upon hearing the youth’s words, couldn’t help but smile broadly, responding quite eagerly:
"We are headed to Lan City. I wonder if our paths align, good sir?"
The youth, hearing Wu Qianwen’s response, replied with what seemed like great respect:
"Quite a coincidence indeed. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Tong Xie, eldest in my generation of the Tong Family. May I know your beautiful name?"
On hearing this, Wu Qianwen’s heart fluttered. She hadn’t expected this youth to be Tong Xie, scion of the Tong Family, and the eldest at that. He must be the Tong Family’s patriarch’s son. The Tong Family was a notable clan in the region, respected even by many sects—certainly not to be trifled with.
Finding out he was a Tong Family scion was an unexpected stroke of luck for Wu Qianwen. Suddenly, she felt highly pleased, finding Tong Xie more and more captivating with each glance...
