The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1041: Young Master Zhai Anping of the Flying Immortal Sect

Chapter 1041: Chapter 1041: Young Master Zhai Anping of the Flying Immortal Sect

In the sky, a rift suddenly appeared.

The surrounding clouds began to swirl and spiral, as if drawn by something, rushing towards the rift.

Four figures fell from the rift, plummeting straight into the forests below.

In the distance, several cultivators witnessed this scene and immediately took out their Sound Transmission Jade Slips.

"Reporting to the Young Master, the target has fallen to the designated location."

"Good, we set off immediately!"

After a brief exchange, the group soared into the sky, rushing towards the direction where the figures had fallen.

"Hold on to me!"

In mid-air, Ning Fan struggled to control the spiritual power around him to steady Yan Shuang and the other two.

They were already severely injured and on the verge of unconsciousness.

The power that had erupted during the teleportation was too strong; each blast was comparable to the strike of a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Peak.

Yan Shuang and the others hadn’t even reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, and could not withstand it.

If Ning Fan hadn’t used his power to protect them, they would have been crushed to dust before even making it through the teleportation channel.

Though the three of them had survived under Ning Fan’s protection, he had no more strength to protect himself.

Struck by the power of the Foundation Establishment Peak over a hundred times, even an iron man could not bear it.

"Bang!"

The group crashed through the dense leaves, slamming heavily onto the ground, creating a huge crater.

Dust and debris rose, and the tall surrounding trees shook.

Moments later, Ning Fan dragged the three out of the crater.

He placed Yan Shuang and the others on the ground, then sat down cross-legged, trying his best to channel spiritual power to quickly heal his injuries.

Once the bleeding stopped, Ning Fan ceased his healing efforts and took out elixirs from his Qiankun Ring, administering them to Yan Shuang and the others.

As the medicinal efficacy began to take effect, their injuries stopped worsening, and they gradually woke up.

"Cough, cough... What on earth happened?"

"What exactly happened just now?"

"I don’t know; I felt like I was being pummeled by a horde of experts..."

Ning Fan nodded, "You were indeed being beaten by powerful individuals. The energy fluctuations just now could have easily killed you all if I hadn’t been shielding you."

Remembering the force he’d felt before losing consciousness, Yan Shuang felt increasingly horrified, "Master, what in the world is going on?"

"I’m not sure either. It could’ve been a malfunction with the teleportation array, or someone may have ambushed us."

Recalling the gloomy smile of that cultivator before the teleportation array had activated, Ning Fan became increasingly convinced of the latter possibility.

"Let’s go! We cannot linger here!"

Making a prompt decision, Ning Fan led the three to quickly leave.

Shortly after their departure, several cultivators arrived at the spot where Ning Fan and his companions had fallen, searching around the area.

"They’ve already left!"

"Pursue them! We must find them!"

Just as the cultivators were about to set off, a detached voice suddenly echoed from the woods.

"I knew it, someone was pulling strings from behind the scenes."

Ning Fan’s figure slowly emerged from the woods, his gaze coldly fixed on the cultivators.

He had pretended to leave just a moment ago, directing Yan Shuang and the others to find a place to heal while he himself hid, both healing and waiting for the opportunity to act.

Sure enough, the pursuers had come.

The cultivators exchanged glances, and without another word, they attacked.

"Attack together!"

"This guy is heavily injured; his power has greatly diminished!"

"Taking him down will be a great merit in front of the Young Master!"

All of them were Mid Foundation Establishment cultivators, often undertaking tasks together, and in their combined efforts, they considered themselves no weaker than a Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator.

Watching them attack without hesitation, Ning Fan’s mouth curled into a faint cold smile.

"My injuries may have weakened me, but that doesn’t mean you’ve become stronger."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several sword lights suddenly shrieked out, striking the cultivators with lightning speed.

The cultivators could not even put up a defense in time, their guard shattered by the sword lights.

Mid-air, they spat blood and lost the ability to resist.

Ning Fan advanced, grabbing one of the cultivators.

"Speak, who is this Young Master you speak of?"

The cultivator’s eyes were filled with terror, never expecting that even after being severely injured by the teleportation channel’s force, the target could still unleash such terrifying power.

After a brief shock, he ground his teeth and said hatefully, "Kid, if you’re smart, you’ll let me go now. Otherwise, when the Young Master gets here, you’re dead!"

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes and flicked his hand, releasing several sword lights.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

The heavily injured cultivators trying to flee were instantly sliced into two by the sharp sword lights and fell silent on the spot.

"If you don’t speak now, you’ll be the one to die before your Young Master arrives!"

The cultivator swallowed hard, and faced with life or death, he ultimately let go of his pride.

"My, my Young Master... is Flying Immortal Sect’s Young Sect Master Zhai Anping, and we are cultivators of the Flying Immortal Sect."

"What about the teleportation formation earlier?"

"The Young Sect Master knew you would leave through the teleportation formation, so he had people clear the place in advance and tamper with the array."

"Do we have a traitor among us?"

"No, it’s just that if you didn’t use the teleportation array, you’d have to cross the mountains and seas between the two sects directly, and we have our people stationed along that route as well."

"Anything else?"

"I, I’ve told you everything I know... no, that’s not right, there’s more— the Young Master already knows where you fell, and he’ll soon be chasing after you!"

Seeing Ning Fan about to make a move, the cultivator’s eyes widened in panic, shouting in terror.

Spurt!

The next moment, blood sprayed into the sky, and the headless body heavily crashed to the ground.