The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1058: Ning Fan Returns

Chapter 1058: Chapter 1058: Ning Fan Returns

"Damn it, this woman can really run!"

"It’s killing me. If it weren’t for the young master’s orders, I’d have slaughtered her already!"

"Enough with your griping. The young master is still waiting for us to bring her back."

A disciple, cursing under his breath, came over to Su Qingcheng, bent down, and prepared to lift her up from the ground.

Boom!

Just then, not far ahead, a dazzling light descended from the sky.

Vague figures gradually emerged within the light.

"What’s happening?"

"That’s the light from a teleportation array."

"There’s actually a teleportation array nearby?"

Several disciples looked at each other, cautiously approaching the formation.

Soon, the light from the teleportation array dissipated.

A young man in a jade-white robe stood amidst the woods.

With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall figure, and an aloof demeanor, he appeared like a banished immortal descending into the mortal realm, exuding an aura out of the ordinary.

The leading disciple eyed the newcomer, his mind suddenly flashing with images he had seen from Zhai Anping.

"This guy is Ning Fan!"

"The Sect Master of Feiyu Sect?"

"Hahaha, excellent! If we capture him and bring him back, we’ll accomplish a great feat!"

The disciples, upon recognizing Ning Fan, were immediately overjoyed. Ignoring the severely injured Su Qingcheng, they rushed towards Ning Fan together.

Ning Fan’s gaze swept over to Su Qingcheng not far away, and a surge of intense anger welled up in his eyes.

"Scoundrels! You all deserve to die!"

He stepped forward, and a robust spiritual power burst forth from within him, transforming into streaks of sword light that whistled out.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, several beams of light flashed through the woods, as if the surroundings instantly darkened.

After glittering in the air, the sword light flew back into Ning Fan’s palm and dissipated.

The disciples stood frozen in place, looking at Ning Fan with incredulity in their eyes.

"You... you..."

Just as the lead disciple began to speak, countless wounds appeared on his body, and he crumbled like a shattered porcelain doll.

Blood spurted out, and their bodies fell heavily to the ground.

The remaining disciples fared no better, their bodies torn apart, turning into scattered pieces of flesh on the ground.

Ning Fan swiftly charged through the blood rain to Su Qingcheng’s side, lifted her up, and leaned her against a tree.

"Ning Fan... Ning Fan..."

At this moment, Su Qingcheng was in a semi-conscious state, her arms tightly wrapped around herself, her whole body violently shaking.

Ning Fan quickly took out silver needles and began to treat Su Qingcheng’s wounds.

As one needle after another pierced into Su Qingcheng’s body, her tightly shut eyes slowly opened.

When she saw Ning Fan in front of her, she grabbed his arm firmly.

"The entire Flying Immortal Sect has invaded. Sect Master Zhai Yonghui personally led the team; most of Feiyu Sect’s disciples have been killed in battle. Shuang’er and Huo Erba have both been captured!"

"And Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and your friends have also all been caught."

Su Qingcheng’s whole body was trembling, her tone filled with fear.

The great terror on the brink of death is not something everyone can endure.

If not for Ning Fan’s timely arrival, she would have been captured and taken back, and who knows what torture she would have faced.

A sense of relief washed over Ning Fan: "Don’t worry, as long as they’re alive, that’s what matters."

What he feared most was that the people from the Flying Immortal Sect, unable to find him, would directly massacre everyone inside Feiyu Sect.

His medical skills were not yet able to raise the dead. Once a person was dead, everything was lost.

As long as they were alive, even in the event of dismemberment, he could still find a way to help them regenerate their limbs.

Thanks to Ning Fan’s treatment, Su Qingcheng soon recovered quite a bit.

"Ning Fan, are you really going back to Feiyu Sect?" Su Qingcheng asked, her eyes full of worry, "They’re very strong. You can’t confront them alone."

Ning Fan shook his head, his expression turning serious, "I don’t have any allies in Kunlun, at least not until I defeat Flying Immortal Sect. No sect will want to step forward to help."

He could sense that Wei Tianyuan actually wanted to help him but was worried about retaliation from Flying Immortal Sect if Ning Fan should fail.

Being the son of Ning Potian made it difficult to get assistance from other sects.

But if he could defeat the Flying Immortal Sect, he would essentially break the shadow hanging over the other sects of Kunlun.

By then, Wei Tianyuan would likely choose to help him.

"We mustn’t delay, let’s set off for Feiyu Sect immediately."

Ning Fan didn’t dare to linger too long, in case Zhai Yonghui and his people lost patience, which would lead to big trouble.

...

Feiyu Sect.

All the disciples of Feiyu Sect had now been imprisoned.

Ordinary disciples were detained in the Sect Main Hall, while Yan Shuang and others were locked up in the mountains behind.

Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and other formerly prominent sect high officials now looked disheveled and utterly wretched.

Because their power to resist was completely insufficient, they were defeated almost instantly, and curiously received little to no injuries.

Yan Shuang and the others were in the same situation; they didn’t even hold out against regular disciples before being captured.

The most severely injured were Shuang’er and Huo Erba.

The two had resisted fiercely to protect Su Qingcheng’s escape, even compelling the four elders of the Flying Immortal Sect and other disciples to act against them.

Great Elder and others from the Flying Immortal Sect joined forces and set up a formation in the mountain behind, trapping them within.