Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 389 My Father!
"Four, four Limitless Immortal Pills!"

Ding'an shook the panda cub as if it were a rag doll.

"Four of these things can create a Yan Kuangtu!"

What does this mean?

He held up the dizzy, tongue-out panda cub, glanced around furtively, and said, "That's the kind of creature that can fight a cripple to the point of bleeding and survive being shot by a little beggar for half a year!"

"Waaah~!"

The panda cub held its head high, seemingly somewhat defiant.

"Ouch!" Ding'an exclaimed, "Haven't seen you for days, you've grown quite temperamental?" He reached out and pinched the bear's face, kneading and rolling it until it was flat and round, making the panda cub cry out in anger.

Ding An chuckled and said, "You're too bold. I might let it go, but if the little beggar knew, wouldn't he be furious?"

The panda cub's dark eyes were wide open, and its limbs trembled as if it had suffered a stroke.

Ding'an knew that Ya was scared.

wrong!

This bear understands human speech!
Ding'an held it in his arms, rubbing its ears, and said, "Hey, the Limitless Immortal Pill was used by the little beggar to research immortality. Of course she's angry that you ate it! Even though you ate it to save your lives."

The panda cub looked constipated: "We just think it tastes good!"

"Hey~! Something's not right!" Ding An's expression changed, and he stared at it blankly. "You didn't eat the Hundred Days Ten Dragon Pills too, did you?"

"This stuff is poisonous!"

Ding'an panicked and immediately went to see what was going on.

Suddenly, he felt a weight on his shoulders. Two figures, one with a tiger's head and the other with a donkey's face, rested on his shoulders and stared at him intently.

Ding'an suddenly felt two pairs of eyes shooting towards him, darting like arrows. He immediately jumped and asked, "What do you want?"

"Bang!"

"What? You mean you only consumed the Limitless Immortal Pill?"

"Roar!"

"No, what do you mean by 'just ate it'?"

"Hang! Roar!"

"Hey! You two think you've gotten so tough? You think you can challenge me just because you chased away a bunch of rotten garlic?"

Ding'an rolled up his sleeves, ready to deal with these two good-for-nothings.

Suddenly, a voice, muffled like thunder, came from afar, coldly saying, "Who are you, daring to come to this forbidden area? Get out of here at once!"

One person and three pets raise their heads at the same time.

A middle-aged man appeared at the cave entrance. He was burly, with hair like straw, and eyes like copper bells, emitting a cold, eerie light.

"Hmph, you dare bring a pet? Aren't you afraid it'll become a meal for the Fire Qilin?"

The burly man snorted coldly and strode over.

Ding An put down the panda cub, scratched his head, and said, "The Fire Qilin isn't that powerful."

"what?!"

The burly man, who already disliked Ding'an, turned even colder upon hearing this. "Arrogant!"

"Indeed arrogant."

At this moment, a refined male voice came, followed by a middle-aged man in a brocade robe.

The refined-looking middle-aged man walked up to the burly man and stopped, saying, "You've dug up all the Blood Bodhi?"

“Yes, I dug it up,” Ding An said.

The refined middle-aged man frowned and said, "Young man, you must know that nothing should be taken to extremes. When power is exhausted, strength is exhausted, fate is exhausted, and life is exhausted."

Ding'an was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean?"

The burly man said impatiently, "If you dig up all the Blood Bodhi seeds, what are we going to eat?"

"Oh dear, this, this is not good!" Ding An realized that this made sense, so he quickly took out the Blood Bodhi and handed it to them.

The two were taken aback and looked at each other.

The refined middle-aged man accepted it, leaving one for him, and said, "The Blood Bodhi is a spiritual object of heaven and earth, with the miraculous effects of healing injuries and increasing power when unharmed. The first one is also the most effective."

Upon hearing this, Ding'an looked around, then secretly held up six fingers: "Senior, there are six of us brothers and sisters, hehe."

The refined middle-aged man remained silent, shook his head and smiled, then handed him five more blood bodhi beads.

Ding An accepted the gift, cupped his hands in thanks, and said with a smile, "Thank you! May I ask your name, senior?"

The refined-looking middle-aged man chuckled, "It's been many years since anyone asked my name. I am Duan Shuai." He pointed to the man, "This is Nie Renwang."

Before he could finish speaking, Nie Renwang suddenly stepped forward, his expression excited: "Feng'er, Feng'er, is that you?"

"Wind?" Ding'an was a little confused and could only wave his hand, saying, "No, I'm not."

"Feng'er, don't you recognize me? I'm your father!"

"You son of a bitch!" Ding'an retorted, "How dare you claim to be taking advantage?"

For a long time, apart from Shao Yang and the little beggar, Ding An's deceased father was his Achilles' heel, and no one could touch him.

If they were to collide with it, the fate of Feilong and the many fallen warriors at the foot of Kunlun Mountain would be sealed.

"I"

Duan Shuai chimed in, "Brother Nie, is this Feng'er? How come he's lost all the cleverness he had as a child?"

Nie Renwang's expression was complicated and hard to describe: "Yes, it must be! He has the mysterious aura of wind on him. Although he looks simple and honest, I have only seen this aura on Feng'er. No one else has it!"

“That makes sense.” Duan Shuai nodded.

Seeing that their conversation was becoming increasingly strange, Ding'an shook his head and turned to leave.

Anger flashed across Nie Renwang's face, and he roared, "Feng'er, how dare you disobey your father?" He immediately reached out and grabbed at Feng'er's shoulder.

"Huh? Why are you attacking?" Ding An parried with his backhand.

Duan Shuai frowned and quickly said, "Don't start a fight!" Flames leaped, and a loud explosion echoed all around.

Duan Shuai looked closely and saw that Ding Anyi's hand was glowing with blue light, and he had already supported Nie Renwang's arm.

Nie Renwang took a deep breath, his eyes reddening, and said in a deep voice, "You still dare to fight back?"

Ding An forcefully shoved him away, shouting, "Why not?"

Before the word "dare" could be uttered, Nie Renwang raised his hand and, with a roar of energy, slashed straight at Ding'an.

Upon seeing the surging energy of the blade, Ding'an immediately channeled his strength into his cleaver and forcefully met the attack.

With a loud "bang," a fierce and monstrous force slammed into the prosthetic arm. Ding An's face flashed red, but he did not retreat a single step.

Nie Renwang put his hands behind his back and said coldly, "Do you remember who you are now?"

“Of course I know who I am!” Ding An said, frowning.

"Then why won't you acknowledge your father?"

"I acknowledge you as my mother!"

Ding'an cursed loudly, spread his legs, and threw a punch!
Whoa!

His fists, crackling with fiery energy, blazed brightly, reflecting off his handsome and spirited face, and exuding the aura of a peerless warrior dominating a formidable natural barrier.

"Be bold!"

Duan Shuai shouted sharply and pointed his fingers at him.

He was behind Nie Renwang and naturally saw him with his hands behind his back, trembling. He was secretly amazed by Nie Feng's high level of martial arts and even more dissatisfied with his father's refusal to acknowledge him.

Seeing Ding An throw another punch, he immediately used his sword fingers to unleash the "Eclipse Sword Technique".

A dazzling sword aura, as bright as the sun, shot out from his fingertips, incredibly hot.

Ding An did not draw his sword, but instead used the "Southern Heaven Divine Fist" to counter. He threw a punch diagonally, which caused the "Eclipse Sword Qi" to explode.

A flash of blue light appeared on the prosthetic arm, which suddenly grew longer and reached for Duan Shuai's shoulder.

This move is simple in meaning but profound in style. The arms move like swimming dragons, flexible and agile, which is very different from the ancient and simple style of "Southern Heavenly Fist".

Duan Shuai felt a strange force ripple through him, like a python coiling around his body, and a chill ran through him: "What kind of martial art is this?"

Knowing he couldn't dismantle it, he could only retreat repeatedly.

Just then, a roar erupted from the arena, a hand strike came down, and the wind howled like thunder.

With a loud clang, Nie Renwang caught Ding Anyi's hand with a single strike. The sound was so loud that the panda cub covered its ears and rolled over.

Nie Renwang was quite surprised at this moment. His swordsmanship was fierce and powerful. Now, with the help of "Mad Blood", his strength was even more terrifying. Even when Duan Shuai faced him back then, he had to use tricks and cheats. He really dared not face his sword head-on!

Who would have thought that "Feng'er" was only in her early twenties, yet she was able to withstand this fierce strike as if nothing had happened.

"Hmph, just because you're highly skilled in martial arts, you think you can disown your father?" Nie Renwang took a step back and sneered.

“I told you,” Ding An sneered, then roared, “Am I your fucking father?” With a flick of his prosthetic arm, he slashed horizontally from left to right with overwhelming force.

The internal rotor of the prosthetic arm spun wildly, and the "Wedding Dress True Qi" within the body was fully unleashed. Instantly, a whirlwind swirled with flames, and towering waves of fire rose into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Duan Shuai shouted loudly, stood up, and slapped his palms down with a whoosh.

Nie Renwang also bent his knees and lowered his shoulders, swinging his hands out.

With a loud bang, sparks flew everywhere as fierce internal forces collided, causing the entire cave to shake violently, cracks to appear, and stalactites to fall down with a whoosh.

Duan Shuai and Nie Renwang looked pained, coughed up blood, lost their balance, and immediately fell to the ground.

With a whoosh, a flash of fire swept past, and Ding'an's fiery energy rushed over the two men's heads, but it missed its mark.

Two more loud shouts were heard, and Duan Shuai and Nie Renwang got up and attacked again.

Seeing that one of them was extremely fierce and the other was light and swift, with continuous and powerful moves, Ding'an exchanged more than a dozen more blows with them.

The three fought fiercely, creating clouds of dust and sparks, demonstrating that they used the most powerful and aggressive methods. Each collision produced a deafening roar.

Seeing that they were too domineering, the white donkey and the fat tiger quickly retreated.

The panda cub rolled around, collecting the horn and scales from the ground one by one, putting them into the brocade box containing the Limitless Immortal Pill, then carrying the bundle on its back, it ran back with a thud.

Just then, Ding An roared wildly, like a tiger howling. With a loud clang, he blocked the two men's arms with his right hand and spun around to launch a surprise attack.

His moves were wide and sweeping, truly like a thunderclap when they came and a gust of wind when they went.

He threw nine punches at the two men, forcing them to open their fists wide.

Duan Shuai and Nie Renwang were both stunned, their eyes filled with the shadows of fists. They thought to themselves, "There are such strange and unparalleled fist techniques in the world. It is truly shameful to the world! If I can die under this fist technique, my life will not have been in vain."

Suddenly, he felt a fist strike as powerful as thunder, attacking him.

Both of them cried out in their hearts, "My life is over!"

The fist was about to strike his chest when it suddenly stopped.

Everything was silent.

Duan Shuai and Nie Renwang opened their eyes, only to find no one in front of them. Even the donkey, the tiger, and the panda were gone.

It felt as if I had just woken up from a dream.

Duan Shuai was shocked and said, "Brother Nie, Feng'er's fist technique is so free and easy to control. He can stop a heavy punch as soon as he wants. His martial arts are much better than ours!"

Nie Renwang snorted coldly and said, "Woman's compassion!" He then turned and walked into the cave.

Duan Shuai shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Feng'er has such skills, but I wonder what Lang'er will be like?" With that, he walked into the depths of the cave.

Having escaped Lingyun Cave, the man and his three pets began wandering aimlessly around Leshan, while also finding a craftsman to rebuild a donkey cart.

When the donkey cart got back on the road, it headed straight for Tianyin City.

The legendary battle between the Sword Saint and the Overlord has spread throughout the world.

When Ding'an heard the news, based on his knowledge of the cripple and the little beggar, he knew that the two of them would definitely not miss out on such fun.

"Haha, cripple, little beggar." Ding'an flicked the reins, and the donkey cart trotted off merrily. "I'm going to the World Society to find you right now!"

(End of this chapter)