Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 691: News from Thirty Years Ago

Chapter 691: Chapter 691: News from Thirty Years Ago

"Thirty years ago, a notorious villain appeared out of nowhere..."

The Wushan Ancestor, temporarily relieved of his agony, lay on the ground facing the sky.

His eyes were fixed on the moon above as his thoughts seemed to fly back to thirty years ago.

A mysterious man was rumored to have appeared in the martial world, said to wield a knife half a meter wide and two meters long.

It wasn’t just the unwieldy weapon that made him a fiend, but rather the chilling deeds he committed.

"In one night, he slaughtered everyone in Yang Street, three hundred and sixty people, their heads neatly chopped off, leaving behind headless corpses. Then he battled a Cultivation Sect for three days and nights, obliterating an entire sect that had cultivated for a thousand years, without sparing a single soul. He later killed two notorious figures in the martial world, decapitating them as well. Hence, he became known as the Dark Night Devil in the martial world."

Remembering the crimes committed by this Dark Night Devil, they were truly detested by both men and ghosts. Rumors had it that those who died by his hand were all great villains, but such brutal slaughtering naturally spread fear among the people, solidifying his reputation as a devil incarnate.

However, this man did not roam the martial world forever. After a few major incidents, he vanished without a trace. Everyone thought he might have been eradicated by some family clan’s power, but unexpectedly, five years later, he appeared again, destroying two Martial Cultivator families in one fell swoop, and after killing more than two hundred people, he disappeared once again.

When he reappeared, some said he was with a woman and holding a child, being jointly pursued by five or six Cultivation Sects. The Wushan Ancestor and the Xiling Eccentric joined in the ferocious battle at the request of others. At that time, they were not yet famous, so they were considered mere cannon fodder following the main army in the pursuit.

This pursuit lasted for over half a year with several bloody battles, in which the devil always emerged unharmed. At the last sighting, however, the infant was nowhere to be seen, with only the couple resembling husband and wife remaining.

"So, why am I being connected to him?"

After hearing about these past events, Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, looking at the Wushan Ancestor.

"Because... you look very much like him!"

These words from the Wushan Ancestor caused Lin Fan to frown deeply.

His gaze toward him grew more complex.

"So you’re saying, since I look like him, there’s a high possibility that I’m the infant he was holding, right?"

"Yes, the Xiling Eccentric had his suspicions, but Mr. Zhang interrupted him, so it wasn’t pursued further. After the great battle, we were all injured, and spent the time recuperating... I have told you everything I know, please grant me a quick death."

The Wushan Ancestor took a deep breath.

His meridians were now completely destroyed by the unruly True Qi, and even if Lin Fan spared him, he would still be nothing but an invalid.

For someone who once stood at the pinnacle as a Martial Artist, the state of being an invalid was unbearable.

Thus, death was undoubtedly a release for him.

"There’s one more question: who originally asked you to help in the pursuit of the enemy?"

Lin Fan could faintly sense that the so-called devil was likely to be his father.

Hence, finding the pursuers would naturally reveal the origins of it all.

"I... I don’t know... I was involved through the Xiling Eccentric. But I know that sect has existed for an extremely long time and its elites are very powerful. They wanted our assistance merely to select stronger seeds to join their ranks, unfortunately, my abilities failed to catch their eyes," said the Wushan Ancestor, shaking his head. Twenty years ago, he too had made a name for himself.

But the skills of a warrior ranked on the Dragon and Tiger List were merely a pawn of that sect.

This was indicative of the immense power of their adversary.

"So you’re saying that, in the eyes of the sect, even a warrior on the Dragon and Tiger List is quite expendable?"

Lin Fan furrowed his brows.

He was well aware that these so-called Cultivation Sects possessed the strongest combat forces in the world.

Yet he had not expected that even the Wushan Ancestor was deemed unworthy of entering their sphere.

"I’m just in the top fifty; in their eyes, only someone like the Heavenly Master can be considered a real Martial Artist. Apart from that, even the South Sea Divine Nun, ranked tenth, would hardly receive a second glance from them. That’s the gap. After all, the existence of a Cultivation Sect is far, far superior to us, not to mention their orderly succession. I fear even a random fifty-year-old from their ranks could crush me."

The Wushan Ancestor sighed.

In front of others, they could act unrivaled, but compared to the Cultivation Sects, they were like tiny ants.

If the Cultivation Sects also arranged for people to join the so-called Divine List competition, he feared he wouldn’t even have a chance at the Dragon and Tiger List.

Therefore, since then he had almost stopped cultivating altogether.

After all, no matter how high his talent, he simply could not transcend this class barrier.

"Cultivation Sects, interesting!"

Lin Fan could tell that the Wushan Ancestor was speaking the truth.

To find out who was behind the pursuit of his father, he would have to seek out the Xiling Odd Saint.

Just as Lin Fan was prepared to directly eliminate the Wushan Ancestor, he suddenly remembered something.

"Before you die, I have one more thing to ask. The person who just saved your disciple, what is your relationship with him?"

"I don’t know him, perhaps Fairy Xifeng knows... In this life, I’ve been doomed by that scourge of a disciple. In the next life... I will definitely not have any relations with women!"

The Wushan Ancestor complained ceaselessly. If it weren’t for Fairy Xifeng’s invitation, he wouldn’t have come here to exorcise demons and defend the way.

Although he could not match the Martial Cultivators of Cultivation Sects in power, he had a relaxed life otherwise.

Now, he not only had his cultivation ruined but his life was in jeopardy too.

Had he known this would be the outcome, he would never have come.

"Alright then, I wish you luck in being a bachelor in your next life."

Lin Fan waved his right hand, and a streak of silver light shot into the Wushan Ancestor’s throat.

The one who once reigned supreme as a strong adversary now lost his breath and became a corpse.

"My dear, I feel like tonight has been like a dream!"

Watching as the last enemy had turned into a corpse, Ning Mengyao finally threw herself at Lin Fan, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Just a moment ago, she was standing beside him, watching Lin Fan’s invincible dominance.

Several times she couldn’t help but pinch her thigh to make sure this was not a dream.

"No, tonight’s dream has just begun!"

Now that everyone except Shangguan Qingyun, who was still channeling his True Qi, had been dealt with, Lin Fan finally scooped Ning Mengyao into his arms.

On such a pitch-black night, naturally, some activities were needed to pass the time.

"You... stop it!"

Ning Mengyao, hearing the underlying meaning in Lin Fan’s words, buried her blushing face into the crook of his arm.

"Could it be that I’m likable and never tiresome?"

Lin Fan licked his lips, suppressing the fire in his heart, "Tonight, let me play well with your little tail."