The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 861: Do you all have a grudge against my father?

Chapter 861: Chapter 861: Do you all have a grudge against my father?

He slammed into the tower wall and then slid to the ground, his mouth gaping as he spat out mouthfuls of blood.

"You... how can your power be so strong?"

The middle-aged man struggled to his feet against the wall, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He had already exerted his full strength, even advancing from the early stages of the Transcendent Realm to the middle stage, and yet he still lost!

"You’re too obsessed with winning, which is why you lost," Ning Fan said indifferently.

Despite the battle, he felt more relaxed than before.

This middle-aged man was obsessed with victory, pouring all his strength into each move to win.

A mindset so eager for success could never lead to victory in battle.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at Ning Fan, a bitter smile slowly spreading across his face as he forced himself to stand, shaking his head, "Who would have thought, after so many years, not only can I not defeat Ning Potian, but I can’t even defeat his son."

As he spoke these words, his aura suddenly plummeted, and he seemed to age by decades.

Helplessly waving his hand, he stepped aside from the staircase: "Go ahead, boy. I lost to your father back then, and to Kunlun as well. I’m very curious, does Ning Potian’s son have the ability to defeat Kunlun!"

Ning Fan gave him a deep look and stepped towards the fifth floor.

Before leaving, he dropped a cold sentence.

"You don’t have the spirit, so naturally, you can’t win against Kunlun."

"But those in Kunlun are also human, so I will certainly defeat them."

With that, he slowly disappeared into the staircase.

Watching Ning Fan’s retreating figure, the middle-aged man’s expression was vacuous, as if he had glimpsed the silhouette of the past.

"The people in Kunlun are also human, what’s there to fear?"

Having said this, that person went straight into Kunlun.

Unfortunately, even Ning Potian, strong as he was back then, was eventually suppressed by Kunlun.

To him, Ning Fan seemed to be treading on the same path as Ning Potian once did.

Only, it was unknown where this road would ultimately lead.

After a while, the middle-aged man got up and sat down cross-legged in the tower.

As long as the tower stands, he must guard it every day.

But perhaps, that day wouldn’t be too far off.

Walking slowly up the ancient stairs, Ning Fan finally reached the fifth floor.

Only two floors were left from the final seventh floor.

However, the situation on this floor was beyond his expectations.

He saw that in the center, there stood five tower guardians!

The aura of each one was at the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm!

The Bald Tower Guard took a step forward, his face calm as he spoke, "We know you’re Ning Potian’s son, and this time you’ve come to save him."

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes, "Do all of you bear a grudge against my father?"

He was somewhat speechless.

How many people had his father offended back then, that half the tower’s guardians were his enemies?

The Bald Tower Guard shook his head and put his palms together, "Amitabha, Ning Benefactor has no grudges against us, in fact, he has been gracious to us."

"Back then, we were led astray, and it was entirely due to Ning Benefactor’s efforts to save us that we woke up and realized our past mistakes."

Ning Fan was stunned and asked cautiously, "The saving you refer to... is it?"

The Bald Tower Guard gave a wry smile, "Yes, Ning Benefactor found us and gave us a thorough beating, and it was only then that we realized we would never reach Ning Benefactor’s realm by walking the wrong path, so we reformed."

Right, that was definitely his father.

Even his approach to doing good was so intense.

Ning Fan shook his head, then inquired, "So, do the venerable ones here plan to persuade me not to go any further?"

"Indeed, there should have been only two tower guardians on this level, but the other three heard you intended to force your way up the tower and thus came down as well," said the Bald Tower Guard, stepping aside as the four behind him nodded to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan couldn’t understand, "I thought you all would want to break free."

"We do want to escape, but we also don’t want you to gamble with your life." The Bald Tower Guard spoke solemnly, "The guardian of the seventh floor is from Kunlun—his cultivation has reached the late stage of the Transcendent Realm."

"We won’t take your life, but he won’t be merciful. Your father caused quite an uproar in Kunlun back then, and many there hold grudges against him."

"So after some discussion, we decided to stop you here. If you can’t defeat us, at least we can ensure you leave with your life intact."

Only then did Ning Fan realize their intentions, appreciation showing in his eyes.

"However, even if several venerable ones joined forces, you might not necessarily be my match."

Ning Fan had just fought with someone at the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm and had roughly grasped how powerful someone at that stage truly was.

With his own strength, he could easily handle up to ten people in the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm.

"Rest assured, having passed Old Ghost Li’s challenge without a scratch, we’re well aware of your exceptional strength. But even so, you still won’t be a match for that late-stage Transcendent Realm opponent."

"The gap between the late and middle stages of the Transcendent Realm is much wider than you imagine."

"It’s no exaggeration to say that it’s even greater than the gap between the Transcendent Realm and the Great Grandmaster."

The higher the cultivation, the wider the gap between realms.

At the Transcendent Realm, each advancement requires a vast amount of resources and the right opportunities.

Ten in the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm might not produce even one in the late stage.

It was precisely for this reason that they were concerned whether Ning Fan could defeat the seventh floor’s tower guardian.

Ning Fan frowned slightly, "Then what do you mean?"