Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2260: Chapter 2295: Completely Understood

Crimson Flame didn’t quite understand, but Zhong Zhiyong laughed and said, "It’s a brothel, huh? This commercial ship is well-equipped."

"..."

Ding Fan quietly stroked his chin. The ship had food, drinks, entertainment, and even a place for cultivation. It was equipped like a brothel; this ship wasn’t much different from a city. You wouldn’t be bored here even if you stayed for a few years.

Zhong Zhiyong stepped forward and whispered, "Young master, shall I take you for a walk later? How about tasting the flavors of Central Plains women?"

"No!"

Ding Fan waved his hand. He didn’t intend to disrespect the women from the brothel, but he also had no intention of seeking out women there. In Tianmu Sea, he didn’t even make a move on Madam Yan, who was extremely beautiful.

"I wonder how things are now in Tianmu Sea?"

Thinking of Madam Yan made Ding Fan think of Herr Ningshuang, Herr Rufeng, Wu Qingxia, Zhao Xiner, and the members of the Ye Family.

He thought that if things progressed smoothly this time, he would go to Frostbite Cliff in the Northern Wastelands with the experts from the Sirius Clan, then visit Tianmu Sea.

All the passengers on the ship went below deck, while the giant ship emitted a soft white light that activated its shields. Then, the ship radiated light and seemed to become a meteor, roaring towards the east.

After sitting in his room for a while, Ding Fan felt a bit frustrated. He had just boarded the ship and felt restless, so he called Zhong Zhiyong, and the two went out together.

Crimson Flame didn’t follow Ding Fan; he was a cold person who always preferred cultivation, disliked noise, and didn’t participate in entertainment activities.

Both of them left the cabin and found that there were fewer guards on the deck; only several dozen people stood quietly while some walked on the fore and aft decks, and others entered several large cabins.

Ding Fan held a folding fan, resembling a playboy, and wandered around the ship, finding the cultivation room, auction room, tavern, and brothel.

These places were already renovated with several large wood cabins, very spacious. If it weren’t for the Super Airship’s rapid flight, Ding Fan would think he was in a small town...

When he reached the deck, Ding Fan saw mountains receding in the distance and gazed at the endless wilderness, feeling a lot calmer inside.

After flying for some time in the Super Airship and then trying to open that coffin, Ding Fan could acquire many treasures and spiritual materials. If he sold the spiritual materials, he could take the Teleportation Array to Sirius City.

At that moment, Ding Fan fully relaxed. He stood on the deck for half an hour, preparing to turn back and cultivate.

Just then, an elder from the second floor of the airship suddenly descended, standing in front of Ding Fan. Zhong Zhiyong immediately became vigilant, gave the visitor a cold glance, and confirmed he was a Sixth Level expert from the Divine Realm, making his expression even more wary.

"You two, don’t be nervous."

The elder gently clasped his hands in respect to the duo, then pointed to a young lady on the second floor of the ship, saying, "My young lady would like to invite this young master for a drink and make friends."

Ding Fan looked up at the second floor and saw a beautiful woman in a purple robe standing on the deck above.

The woman looked about twenty, tall and stunning, now gazing at him. However, she seemed somewhat drunk, her eyes a bit hazy, her face slightly flushed, and her body trembling slightly.

Others might feel delighted, encountering a beautiful woman on the airship, and even getting invited to drink together; what a splendid thing?

Ding Fan wasn’t interested and instinctively wanted to refuse. He didn’t want any more complications; he just wanted to quietly reach Sirius City.

So he pondered for a while, then asked, "What is your young lady’s surname, what is her name? I... don’t seem to be acquainted with your young lady, do I? Thank you for the invitation, but I’m busy and won’t disturb her."

The elder looked a bit surprised, then his lips moved slightly. Ding Fan suddenly heard a voice in his mind, "Young master, my young lady’s surname isn’t important; what matters is that she has taken a liking to you. If you agree to spend a joyful night with her, you shall receive six million black obsidian."

"Six million black obsidian?"

Ding Fan squinted his eyes, looking somewhat shocked, not frightened by five million black obsidian but surprised that someone would offer black obsidian for just one night of his company.

If he sold his body for black obsidian, what would he become?

A male escort?

Ding Fan found it quite ironic that even a beautiful woman would try to buy him for a night. It seemed he had potential to become a New Year’s gigolo.

He wasn’t very angry, inherently disinterested in such matters. Clearly, that woman was drunk and merely looking for a companion. He wouldn’t stoop that low, not even for fifty billion black obsidian.

He coldly replied, "Sorry, I have other things to attend to. Let your young lady find someone else."

The elder’s face turned cold, lips moved slightly, and Ding Fan heard another voice in his mind, "Young master, my young lady is an outstanding person of great honor. Could it be that you refuse because the offered black obsidian isn’t enough?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Fan’s expression hardened, and he fixed his eyes on the elder, saying, "I’ll give you twenty million black obsidian if your young lady washes my feet."

Noticing Ding Fan’s change in tone, Zhong Zhiyong immediately stood up and angrily said, "What’s wrong? Want to fight?"

There were guards on the deck, and they turned to look upon hearing Zhong Zhiyong’s shout, but did not approach. The elder, with a mocking expression, said, "Very good, boy, you sure have a temper."

The elder flew back to the top. Ding Fan paid him no attention and headed towards his own cabin. Just as he left the deck, a purple silhouette descended, blocking Ding Fan’s way.

Ding Fan stopped and looked coldly at the woman. The elder also descended, standing behind her.

The woman was obviously quite drunk, her eyes blurred. She looked Ding Fan up and down a few times and scoffed, "Little brother, you’ve got quite a temper, and quite the airs too. Do you really want this lady to wash your feet with you? Do you have a lot of Black Obsidian? If you give me a billion Black Obsidian, what does it matter if this lady washes your feet?"

It’s pointless to argue with a drunkard, and Ding Fan was quite repelled. He coldly stated, "Get out of the way, I have things to do. I don’t want to talk to you, otherwise, I’ll have to call the airship’s guards."

This Miss had long eyelashes, slightly trembling, and a face like a melon seed. Her smile was as alluring as a fox. She cocked her head and smiled at Ding Fan, "Go ahead, shout. I’m curious who would dare meddle in my affairs? Little brother, I should tell you... The commander of this commercial ship is my grandfather. Do you think these guards would dare offend me?"

"Hmm?"

Ding Fan looked somewhat confused at the beauty in front of him. He hadn’t expected to encounter such a super spoiled young lady. She seemed to be from the Spirit Dragon Pavilion, no wonder she dared to act wild on the commercial ship.

Zhong Zhiyong frowned, thinking that it’s quite unfortunate to encounter such a situation just as the airship set sail. The commander of this commercial ship should at least be at the peak of Sixth Level in Divine Realm, right? This Miss seemed to be well-respected by those people. Offending her would make it impossible to stay on this airship.

Miss in the purple dress saw that Ding Fan did not speak further and smiled again. She placed her hand on Ding Fan’s chest, softly gliding it over, then said, "Little brother, come have a drink with big sister, and I’ll let you go back, alright?"

Ding Fan took a step back, more disgusted, and looked at the guards on the deck, shouting, "Spirit Dragon Commerce people, there’s a madwoman here harassing me, and you just ignore it?"

Ding Fan’s voice was so loud that even Chi Yan, who was cultivating inside the cabin, heard it and rushed out, along with many others from the passenger cabins, eager to watch this exciting scene.

A few guards approached from afar, one of them with a wry smile looking at the woman in the purple dress, said, "Miss Wanru, you’d better head back, otherwise the commander will punish us again."

"Get lost!"

Miss Ling Wanru glared at the guard, her face icy. She looked at Ding Fan and said, "Little brother, do you really have to be this heartless?"

Ding Fan wore a Qingmu mask, hiding his expression, but his eyes were cold as ice. He coldly replied, "I don’t talk to drunk people, let’s wait until you’re sober."

"Alright, alright."

Miss Qi sneered a couple of times, then flew upstairs. The crowd around her gradually dispersed, and Ding Fan returned to the cabin with Zhong Zhiyong and Chi Yan.

"Shut the door, we won’t see anyone!"

Upon entering the cabin, Ding Fan immediately instructed the two of them. Just going out for some fresh air almost caused trouble, so he planned to practice in seclusion in the cabin for a few months. Once they reached Flying Cloud City, everything would be fine.

Chi Yan nodded and locked the cabin door. Zhong Zhiyong thought for a moment and asked, "Young Master, do you think someone from the Spirit Dragon Hall recognized our identities, so they sent this Miss Wanru to test us? Otherwise, why would a lady from a major faction do such a thing?"

"I don’t know!"

Ding Fan shook his head. Judging by Miss Wanru’s style, she seemed comparable to Madam Yan. At first glance, she appeared to be a wanton woman. Whether there were significant figures behind this incident, Ding Fan was unsure.

Ding Fan didn’t dwell on it, quietly starting to comprehend fragments of the Evil Spirit’s memories. After a while, when Chi Yan and Zhong Zhiyong confirmed there was no movement outside, they too closed their eyes and began cultivating.

...

During the following time, Ding Fan remained in the cabin all the time, even using a chamber pot for necessities. Apart from eating, drinking, and sleeping, he spent all other time comprehending those Evil Spirit memories.

Chi Yan and Zhong Zhiyong did the same. Occasionally, Zhong Zhiyong would go out to buy some hot dishes. They spent the rest of their time cultivating inside the cabin.

Sirius was the most relaxed, only eating and sleeping daily. Ding Fan didn’t allow it to go out, and it obediently stayed put without wandering outside.

Half a month passed!

That Miss Wanru never appeared again, which relieved Ding Fan and the others. It seemed that Miss Wanru was just being mischievous when drunk. The commander must have reprimanded her later, making her too afraid to continue causing trouble.

"I’ve finally fully understood."

Six days later, Ding Fan opened his eyes happily. He had fully comprehended the fragments of the Evil Spirit’s memories.

Since the theory was now understood, all that remained was practice.

The cabin was too small, completely unsuitable for practice, and it was even more impossible to go to the deck. If he disembarked, Ding Fan wouldn’t be able to board again.

There was only one option left, Ding Fan would have to go to the cultivation room on the ship. It had a large training ground, surrounded by mechanical prohibitions, making practice inside safe for the commercial ship.

Ding Fan was quite impatient, unable to calm down, so after instructing Zhong Zhiyong, Zhong Zhiyong went out to investigate.

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