The Strongest Dandy in the City Chapter 2563 - 2552: Mad Old Man! People from the Middle Realm!

As Du Wan He roared.

The chains that covered the sky had already closed in completely, without even a moment to catch a breath.

Du Wan He was wrapped around by these all-encompassing chains one by one, he didn’t even have time to resist.

With a sound like "bang!"

Du Wan He directly turned into a mist of blood in the air.

Having pushed the Star Shifting Method to the extreme and having unleashed the Black Lock of Sword Soul, Ye Chenfeng found his Spiritual Energy completely exhausted, and his body fell directly to the ground.

Meanwhile.

The Dark Blood Scepter rushed towards Ye Chenfeng. In his current state, he couldn’t possibly dodge it. What exactly was going on?

Ye Chenfeng weakly stretched out his hand to block.

With a sound like "bang!"

The Dark Blood Scepter landed in his palm, yet he didn’t feel any pain at all. He tried to take the Dark Blood Scepter down, only to find it was tightly bonded to his palm.

Not far away, Long Gaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Ye Chenfeng safe. He hadn’t expected Ye Chenfeng really managed to kill Du Wan He, who had activated the second tier of the Dark Blood Scepter.

Ye Chenfeng was completely exhausted, and Long Gaoyuan also couldn’t stand up from the ground for the moment.

Just then.

A luxury two-story Spirit Boat was quickly approaching Frost Heaven City.

On the deck of the second floor of this Spirit Boat stood an elderly man and a young person, with a flag on the boat displaying a clearly visible medicine cauldron.

On the whole luxurious Spirit Boat, there were only these two people.

The old man’s aura was at the Middle Stage Divine Emperor Realm. He came from the Middle Realm of the Divine Origin Realm, and his name was Fan Qianrong.

Moreover, he was also a genuine Ninth Grade Alchemist.

Within the Middle Realm, the highest rank was only Ninth Grade Alchemist, and there were only three Ninth Grade Alchemists, Fan Qianrong being one of them. It was clear that he held an impressive status in the Middle Realm.

Among the Alchemists in the Middle Realm, there is one mad, one deranged, and one fanatic.

The mad one is Fan Qianrong, known as the mad old man. His obsession with alchemy is like that of a madman, so over time, some people gave him this nickname.

This time, Fan Qianrong came to the Lower Realm to search for a type of Spirit Grass. He wasn’t sure if it existed in the Lower Realm, he just came to try his luck.

Unexpectedly, he really found that type of Spirit Grass, so at the moment, the mad old man was in a fairly good mood.

Beside the mad old man stood a young woman of stunning looks, wearing a white dress. She was the mad old man’s only disciple, Shen Tingyu, whose strength was at half step Divine King, with an alchemist rank of Seventh.

Mad old man Fan Qianrong’s character was extremely strange, he didn’t like taking disciples, but seeing Shen Tingyu’s impressive talent in alchemy, he accepted her as his disciple.

"Master, our alchemist conference in the Middle Realm will begin in fifteen days. By then, you’ll inevitably have to spar and compete with those two again."

"Shouldn’t you recruit one or two attendants? By then, I’m surely going to compete in alchemy with the others. I can’t handle all the chores myself."

Shen Tingyu had a good relationship with the mad old man, who treated her just like his granddaughter.

And Shen Tingyu also regarded the mad old man as her grandfather.

Upon hearing Shen Tingyu’s suggestion, Fan Qianrong nodded: "I knew you would get lazy. This time let the disciples of those two old men get a good sense of your skills; I’ll make an exception and recruit one attendant just to handle chores for the both of us."

As Fan Qianrong spoke.

The Spirit Boat directly flew over Frost Heaven City.

The cultivators in Frost Heaven City seeing the emblem on the Spirit Boat dared not utter a word.

The incident in the Jia household was still unknown to the cultivators in the city.

As the Spirit Boat flew over Jia household’s grounds, Fan Qianrong suddenly made it stop, his gaze directed at the ground below.

Meanwhile.

In the Jia household’s plaza.

Ye Chenfeng was still in a state of exhaustion, and the Dark Blood Scepter stuck to his palm couldn’t be removed.

The blood-red color on the plaza had faded, which should mean the space restriction was lifted.

However, perhaps because the Dark Blood Scepter was glued to his hand, he couldn’t open the Chaos Ring no matter how hard he tried, leaving him feeling deeply frustrated.

Suddenly.

Ye Chenfeng and Long Gaoyuan looked to the sky, sensing a probe of Divine Sense.

Now, unable to enter the Small World, if a strong person appeared, they were certain to die.

Ye Chenfeng said to Long Gaoyuan: "Hide your aura..."

But just as Ye Chenfeng finished speaking.

Fan Qianrong and Shen Tingyu appeared in the plaza.

Long Gaoyuan had no time to conceal his cultivation, and as for Ye Chenfeng, due to his exhaustion, his aura was very weak, and he quickly fixed his aura at Initial Stage Heavenly God Realm Fifth Level.

Not knowing the background of these newcomers, and given their current situation, concealing their full capabilities was a means of self-preservation.

With Ye Chenfeng’s skill, his method of concealing cultivation, even for a strong person at the Middle Stage Divine Emperor Realm, was difficult to discern, especially when he was in a weakened state, making the hidden aura even harder to detect.

Shen Tingyu looked at the bodies on the ground, her brow slightly furrowed: "Master, why are we here?"

Fan Qianrong stared at Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng spoke: "We were set up and ambushed here. Most of the people here weren’t killed by us."

Fan Qianrong roughly sensed Ye Chenfeng’s alchemy talent. To be a suitable attendant, one must have some alchemy talent, so he nodded: "Don’t try to spin stories with me. I’m not interested in knowing. Would you be willing to become our attendant?"

"I’m an alchemist from the Middle Realm, currently a Ninth Grade."

Fan Qianrong explained proudly.

"Master, you want to take this guy as an attendant?" Shen Tingyu looked puzzled. Her master often acted unpredictably, and she never ceased to be troubled by such matters.

Ye Chenfeng paused slightly.

If he refused, who knows what this eccentric old man might do? He could only agree for now.

"I am willing."

Ye Chenfeng pointed to Long Gaoyuan: "This is a senior from my family. If I become your attendant, you must also take him along."

Long Gaoyuan’s strength was too late to conceal.

Fan Qianrong and Shen Tingyu were well aware of Long Gaoyuan’s cultivation.

Fan Qianrong simply replied calmly: "Fine."

What a peculiar old man indeed.

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