The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 998: Submit or Die

Chapter 998: Chapter 998: Submit or Die

Because only he knew those secret matters, especially after seeing the actions of the Artifact Spirit, he became even more certain of the conjectures in his heart.

It was true, absolutely true!

This young man must have something to do with that person!

But how could that be possible?

Hadn’t that fellow disappeared a long time ago?

Zuo Yunhua was horrified, his body trembling intensely from the shock.

Ning Fan, holding the lantern, didn’t care about such a powerful Magic Artifact; instead, he urgently asked, "Senior, where is my father now? Do you know of his whereabouts?"

The Artifact Spirit, however, shook its head wearily, "I don’t know much, after a great battle in the past, my kind was left here, and I’m also unclear about your father’s subsequent whereabouts."

"Although the lantern is significantly damaged, it was once cultivated by your father. You don’t need to refine it to exert its power; I hope you can use it for righteous causes."

"I need to continue my slumber now; that Sect Master is no match for you."

Having quickly said this, the Artifact Spirit’s form dispersed, dissolving into streams of light that flowed into the Chuan Jue Lantern.

Ning Fan held the lantern, recalling the Artifact Spirit’s words, a deep sense of loss surging in his eyes.

Initially, when he first heard about the Chuan Jue Lantern, he thought he might finally be able to find traces of his father.

After all, this Magic Artifact had once accompanied his father; it should at least know some information.

However, the reality was beyond his expectation.

From the current situation, due to some unknown reasons, the Chuan Jue Lantern had suffered severe damages.

This caused it to remain in a slumber for years.

If he hadn’t appeared today, the Artifact Spirit of the Chuan Jue Lantern might have continued to slumber until fully restored.

For a moment, Ning Fan felt that perhaps he shouldn’t have rushed to Feiyu Sect so soon.

In that case, maybe after some time, the Chuan Jue Lantern might have regained its strength, and he could have learned more information.

But this thought only lasted for a moment before Ning Fan pushed it out of his mind.

Su Qingcheng was in imminent danger, and he couldn’t just ignore her for the sake of inquiring about his father’s matters.

"Ning Fan, are you alright?"

"Master, I’m here to help you!"

Shuang’er and Su Qingcheng, seeing that the anomalies had ended, hurriedly came at their fastest speed.

Huo Erba was emanating bright golden light, his face full of rage, about to charge at them.

Then, Ning Fan stopped them, saying in a deep voice, "No need, leave it to me. You guys keep those disciples under control; don’t let them escape."

The Chuan Jue Lantern being here indicated that his father must have faced a fierce battle before reaching Feiyu Sect.

And at Feiyu Sect, he must have also encountered an ambush; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible for the Magic Artifact to be left behind here.

Upon receiving Ning Fan’s command, the three of them immediately spread out and sealed several entrances and exits to prevent the disciples from fleeing.

However, their actions were actually unnecessary; after the recent clash of forces, these disciples were in turmoil, their bodies weakened, making it even difficult for them to stand, let alone escape.

Seeing Ning Fan’s arrangements, Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng’s face immediately darkened, "You rascal, hand over our sect’s foundational Magic Artifact, or we’ll attack and kill you right away!"

He thought Ning Fan had used some unknown methods to forcibly take control of the Chuan Jue Lantern.

"You still think you can kill me easily?" Ning Fan found it somewhat unbelievable; could this guy not see the situation clearly?

Zhuang Peng sneered, "Don’t think your little tricks can deceive us. Even if you temporarily control the Chuan Jue Lantern, you must be exhausted by now! Pretending, thinking that will make us fear you?"

The elders felt the same, all struggling to stand up, attempting to surround and kill Ning Fan.

In their view, Ning Fan must be at the end of his strength by now, and his current appearance was nothing but a facade.

Only Zuo Yunhua’s gaze flickered, he had vaguely heard some of Ning Fan and the Artifact Spirit’s conversation.

If it was indeed as the two had said, the implications regarding Ning Fan’s background were significant!

He pondered for a moment, then bit his lip, seemingly making a critical decision, "Ning Fan, how about we let this matter go?"

As soon as he spoke, including Zhuang Peng, everyone was stunned, all giving Zuo Yunhua incredulous looks.

"Sect Master, what are you saying?"

"This guy has caused a huge commotion in our Feiyu Sect, and you just want to let it go?"

"Sect Master, this young man is at the end of his strength; we can definitely surround and kill him if we join forces!"

Facing everyone’s urging, Zuo Yunhua didn’t agree with them, instead staring tensely at Ning Fan.

"Young man, how about this? If you leave now, I can spare you this time!"

Ning Fan, however, just sneered, "Afraid now, are you? I already gave you a chance earlier, but you did not cherish it!"

At this, Zuo Yunhua’s expression slightly darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "Ning Fan, don’t think I’m afraid of you. I just don’t want to cause more casualties among our sect disciples!"

Nonsense!

If you were concerned about the casualties among disciples, you wouldn’t have acted in the first place!

Ning Fan snorted coldly, treating Zuo Yunhua’s words as nothing but hot air, "This is your last chance, either submit or die."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Yunhua’s expression became furious, and he roared loudly, "You bastard! Do you really think I’m afraid of you?"

Despite his fear of Ning Fan’s background, it didn’t mean he was willing to surrender.

As the Sect Master of Feiyu Sect, he would never allow himself to surrender to anyone.

His earlier show of weakness was already his last line of defense!