Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 197 Flying Spirit Beast

Du Fan's expression changed, and he quickly appeared beside the woman in a flash. He reached out and picked her up, and only after checking her with his divine sense did he breathe a sigh of relief.

About an hour later, Ding Lan slowly woke up, struggled to break free from Du Fan, crawled to the grave, and kowtowed again.

"Miss Ding..." Du Fan said bitterly, his heart heavy with sorrow.

Ding Lan ignored Du Fan, but this time, she only kowtowed three times before wiping away her tears and standing up.

The woman turned around, walked up to Du Fan, and without saying a word, knelt down with a thud.

"Miss Ding, what's wrong?" Du Fan was startled.

"Young Master Du, perhaps I should address you as Master," Ding Lan said hoarsely, her face ashen.

Upon hearing this, Du Fan was somewhat surprised and stood there stunned for a moment.

"After rescuing you that day, Father said that you were poisoned and the poison had spread to your internal organs. Even if he was a skilled doctor, he was afraid he would be powerless to save you."

However, my father is a compassionate doctor, and as long as you have a breath left, he will not give up on you.

Several days later, although you were still unconscious, the toxins in your body miraculously disappeared. This was inexplicable from a medical perspective, and even your father, who had been practicing medicine for decades, was amazed.

After that, you came to my home. One day, our whole family went out to sea and neglected your meals.

When I got home in the evening, I rushed to bring you food, but I found that you were not only physically fine, but also full of energy, not at all like someone who had been hungry all day.

On the day you left, although I was angry with you and didn't see you off, I couldn't help but climb onto the roof after you left to watch your back as you walked away.

But once you're far from the fishing village, your speed suddenly increases dramatically, and you disappear from your spot in a flash, appearing at least seven or eight zhang away in a flash.

I could hardly believe my eyes. I quickly focused my gaze, only to find that you had completely vanished.

Looking back on what happened, I realized that you, Young Master Du, are actually a cultivator, my esteemed master…”

Ding Lan spoke in a hoarse yet extremely calm voice, as if telling a story completely unrelated to her, cold and unfamiliar.

"Miss Ding, please get up first." Du Fan sighed, feeling very sad, and reached out to help the woman up.

"Whether you are Young Master Du or Master, please consider our past relationship and accept me as your disciple! I want to avenge my parents!" Ding Lan suddenly dodged Du Fan's hands, and then, with a sudden burst of strength, her forehead slammed heavily against the ground.

Du Fan reacted quickly, pulling the woman up just as her forehead touched the ground.

"You don't want to...?"

Ding Lan stared at Du Fan for a long time. Her previous calm and indifference collapsed in an instant. Her body trembled uncontrollably, tears streamed down her cheeks, and finally she opened her mouth and burst into tears.

Du Fan remained silent, then gently pulled her into his arms and patted her delicate shoulder lightly.

Once Ding Lan had calmed down a bit, Du Fan gently pushed her away, gave her a warm smile, and said softly:

"Miss Ding, it's not that I'm unwilling to take you as my disciple, but if you want to cultivate immortality, you need to have spiritual roots. This is a prerequisite for embarking on the path of cultivation, and it's also an ancient law in the cultivation world."

I am indeed a cultivator, but my cultivation level is still low, and I cannot see whether you possess spiritual roots, so I cannot agree to your request immediately.

However, I am from a cultivation sect. You can come back to the sect with me. Once there, someone will naturally help you examine your spiritual roots.

Even if Miss Ding doesn't possess spiritual root aptitude, it doesn't matter. The sect always has other methods for you to cultivate. When you master your techniques, you might not be weaker than a cultivator.

Du Fan naturally omitted certain truths about the path of cultivation, so as not to extinguish the woman's hope. For her at this moment, the only motivation to live was revenge...

Although this is not good, and could very well cast a shadow over the woman's future life, or even cause a drastic change in her personality, it is still better than losing all hope and wanting to die.

At least in this distorted expectation, she still had the will to live.

"Okay, I believe you. I'll go with you, but I need to go home and visit first." Ding Lan didn't think for long before she held back her tears and nodded heavily. At the same time, her expression was unusually firm as she spoke.

Upon hearing this, Du Fan hesitated somewhat.

He clearly remembered that when he carried Ding Lan away, his divine sense swept over a strange creature on the edge of the fishing village.

Within this creature, there was a faint energy fluctuation that was quite unfamiliar to him. Although this energy was not too powerful, it was comparable to the second level of Qi Refining in a human cultivator.

If he wasn't mistaken, that thing was a relatively weak sea monster.

Since there is one demonic beast left here, it is hard to guarantee that there won't be a second one. There may even be some powerful beings that he cannot detect.

"Okay, let's go." When Du Fan saw the tear stains on the woman's face and her persistent gaze, his heart softened. Even though he knew it was very irrational to do this, he still agreed.

After a meal, Du Fan led Ding Lan into the fishing village. What greeted their eyes was still the same endless blood, corpses scattered everywhere, and extremely tragic scene.

Although Du Fan's gaze did not fall on Ding Lan, he was constantly monitoring her with his divine sense.

What shocked Du Fan was that after entering the village, Ding Lan's face only became paler, but her expression was unusually calm, and even her heartbeat did not change much.

"A young, innocent, and pure girl like her really shouldn't have to go through something like this," Du Fan sighed inwardly.

Before long, the two arrived at the Ding family's courtyard.

Ding Lan slowly stepped into a house, glanced at it, and then turned and left.

And so, the woman went from room to room, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, she returned to Du Fan's side.

"Young Master Du, let's go." Ding Lan actually smiled and said softly.

"Okay." Du Fan nodded and led the woman toward the village entrance.

Du Fan remained uneasy, so he quickened his pace.

Ding Lan didn't say anything either, and followed closely behind with the same speed.

As the two left the fishing village, Du Fan glanced back and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as Du Fan smiled slightly at Ding Lan, as if about to say something, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he thought to himself: This is bad!

Above them, as if dark clouds were pressing down, a large shadow was instantly cast over them, blocking out the sunlight and making the place suddenly dark and gloomy, as if dusk had fallen.

Du Fan looked up and spotted a giant sea fish, hundreds of feet long, with a completely blackish-blue body.

The beast seemed to appear out of thin air, floating above Du Fan's head in an instant, its body twisting and turning like waves, as if it could swallow the two of them up at any moment.

Du Fan didn't know when this giant beast had appeared, but when he scanned it with his divine sense, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He could only tell that the beast's cultivation was exceptionally powerful, but no matter what, he couldn't discern the specifics.

Given Du Fan's current spiritual power, there is only one possibility for this situation: the other party's cultivation level far surpasses his own, possessing at least a terrifying cultivation level similar to that of a human cultivator at the Golden Core stage.

"Run!" Du Fan gasped, grabbed Ding Lan's arm, and transformed into two streaks of light, disappearing in an instant.

Just a few breaths later, thunderous roars erupted from the beast's mouth, transforming into layers of tangible sound waves that echoed in all directions, deafeningly loud.

Immediately afterwards, Du Fan's body froze for a moment, as he felt an indescribable, immense suction force acting on him, leaving him no room to resist.

In the blink of an eye, Du Fan was instantly pulled by that incredible suction force and shot backward.

Du Fan's heart sank to the bottom. He only had time to pull Ding Lan into his arms before he turned into a streak of light and was instantly swallowed by the giant beast.

The colossal beast shook its head and tail, then vanished from the spot in a blur.

When the beast reappeared, it was already standing on the sea surface a thousand feet away.

Immediately afterwards, the beast swung its massive tail dramatically, and with a sway of its body, it plunged into the seawater, disappearing completely. All that remained was the thunderous roar of the beast slapping the surface of the sea, and a colossal wave a hundred feet wide that soared into the sky.

Just as the giant beast vanished, a sudden ripple appeared in the void at a certain point on the sea, instantly transforming into four blurry figures that were neither male nor female. However, judging from their auras, they were all powerful beings at the Golden Core stage.

These four people were the mysterious individuals sent by Xiao Yan to secretly protect Du Fan.

"Should we still chase after them?" one of them asked, his voice deep and somewhat exasperated. It was still impossible to tell from his words whether he was male or female.

"There's no need for that. This beast is a flying spirit beast."

Although it is only a high-level demon beast with a cultivation level equivalent to the Golden Core stage of a cultivator, this beast is famous for its speed. It has a natural talent for water escape, and when the water escape technique is fully unleashed, its speed is no less than that of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

"No matter what, we can never catch up with them." A somewhat indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

The voice was relatively calm, but the frustration within it was unmistakable.