The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1133: Spiritual Technique of the Lower Half

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1133: Spiritual Technique of the Lower Half

During their confrontation, when the four Sect Masters unleashed their Combined Spiritual Technique, Ning Fan felt the entire Secret Realm begin to shift.

Deep within, it seemed as if something was constantly responding to the Spiritual Technique.

As if inherited in a continuous line.

Ning Fan turned to look at the four Sect Masters, who were sprawled weakly on the ground, and squinted his eyes as he said, "The Spiritual Technique you used before, it only had the upper half, didn’t it?"

The four were just catching their breath when they heard this. Miao Si sneered, "Kid, you only beat us. You really think you’re our boss? Why should we answer whatever you ask?"

Swish!

Ning Fan conjured a Spiritual Sword Ray and, without a moment’s hesitation, slashed at Miao Si.

"Spurt!"

A blinding spray of blood burst forth instantly.

Miao Si, drained of strength, couldn’t even react in time and was immediately cut down, his right leg severed on the spot.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Miao Si howled miserably and wretchedly, his face twisted with pain and venom.

"Bastard! You scum! I’ll kill you!"

"Just wait, one of these days I’ll make you pay!"

But Ning Fan didn’t give him the chance for revenge, and with a backhand swing, another sword flashed.

Swish!

This time, his right leg was severed.

The remaining Sect Masters wore expressions of terror, now no more than lambs to the slaughter before Ning Fan, utterly powerless to resist.

Ning Fan dissipated the Spiritual Sword Ray and glared coldly at the four men, "I’m giving you one last chance. I ask and you answer. Understood?"

The remaining three Sect Masters, witnessing the tragic fate of Miao Si, remained silent for a long while before Shen Ning slowly said, "What do you want to know?"

"Regarding the Spiritual Technique, how much do you understand?"

"Spiritual Technique... wait, why don’t you understand Spiritual Technique?" Shen Ning frowned, "Didn’t your Sect’s predecessors teach you?"

Ning Fan offered a faint smile as he channeled four streams of Spiritual Power into the palms of his hands, injecting them into the four men’s bodies.

Then, with tranquility, he introduced himself, "I shall introduce myself. My name is Ning Fan, son of Ning Potian."

Ning Fan?

The son of Ning Potian?!

The four Sect Masters were struck as though by lightning, their pupils sharply constricting with incredulity in their eyes.

"So, this is why the Five Great Sects are after you—you are the son of Ning Potian!"

In that moment, they finally understood why the Flying Immortal Sect, one of the Five Great Sects, would doggedly pursue a Lower-Ranked Sect to the point of full mobilization.

"No wonder the Flying Immortal Sect even issued a warrant..."

"Dammit, why didn’t they make it clear!"

The four Sect Masters, including Miao Si, now harbored deep resentment towards the Flying Immortal Sect.

Stupid Five Great Sects!

Their attempts to conceal the truth had brought them to this sorry state!

"Wait, so your mother is the esteemed Dragon?" Miao Si suddenly asked.

Ning Fan frowned, "You know of my mother?"

"Er..." A trace of fear swept across Miao Si’s face, "I’ve heard of this Senior’s reputation, but have never met her in person."

"Then why are you so afraid?" Ning Fan pressed on.

Miao Si swallowed hard, "Because... the elders in our Sect once warned us never to offend a certain Senior Dragon, or the consequences would be unthinkable."

The other three Sect Masters nodded in agreement, fear evident in their eyes.

"My master also warned me..."

"Yes, they all said not to offend a Cultivator surnamed Dragon."

"It’s said that our Sect’s predecessors once joined forces to besiege him, and they were all defeated by this Cultivator!"

Ning Fan raised an eyebrow. It seemed that his mother had indeed dealt with these Sects quite a bit in Kunlun back in the day.

He immediately pushed these thoughts aside and continued, "Alright, now answer my question properly. What’s the deal with that Spiritual Technique?"

Facing Ning Fan’s might, the four sect masters, including Miao Si, had no thoughts of resistance left and honestly revealed the details of the Spiritual Technique.

It was indeed as they had said before: they only had the upper half of the Spiritual Technique, the whereabouts of the lower half were still unknown.

"According to the records of the upper half, if we can find the lower half of the Spiritual Technique and merge the two, we will obtain a brand new Spiritual Technique."

"This Spiritual Technique is incredibly powerful. It can even amplify one’s own strength several times over. Even in the Late Foundation Establishment Stage, it could inflict severe damage upon someone at the Foundation Establishment Peak!"

As he spoke, Miao Si shook his head in frustration, "It’s unfortunate we haven’t found the lower half of this Spiritual Technique, or do you think you could have beaten us so easily?"

The other three Sect Masters also showed faces full of grievance, feeling their loss to be terribly unjust.

Ning Fan ignored their sentiments, turning to the Man in the Black Mist and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know of anything else within the depths of this Secret Realm?"

The Man in the Black Mist shook his head, "There has always been a formation enveloping the deepest parts of the Secret Realm. I’ve absorbed too much power from other Cultivators before, always being repelled by the formation, so I’ve never been able to get close."

"I want to take a look there. Take them with us," Ning Fan said, gesturing towards the Sect Masters behind him.

Then, Ning Fan took out some Elixirs and administered them to Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu to heal their wounds.

Watching the two, who had been severely injured, quickly return to their peak condition after taking the Elixirs, the several Sect Masters were left agape in astonishment.

They had all seen Healing Pills before, but even those refined by high-level Alchemists might not have such rapid effects.

What’s going on?

Is this youngster also this proficient in Alchemy?

"I say, why don’t we just throw in our lot with this guy?" Tang Yue, after pondering for a while, couldn’t help but suggest.

This proposal immediately drew the gaze of the other three Sect Masters.