Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2327: Chapter 2362: Do Your Best

Under the combined attack of these two individuals, the Great Elder was quickly ensnared by flames. His body was engulfed in fierce fire, producing a tragic scream, until he was ultimately killed by Crimson Flame’s sword.

Lin Zixuan and the others were instantly stunned!

The elders of the Lin Family were also shocked at this moment. They were all Fifth Level cultivators of the Divine Realm, yet Crimson Flame could easily suppress everyone; not to mention Zhong Zhiyong.

An elder knelt down and shouted loudly, "I surrender! Ding Fan, we surrender!"

"Surrender now, it’s too late. Kill!"

Ding Fan was taking out medicine to treat Ding Aoxue, his heart filled with regret.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have been so reckless. Returning to Tianmu Sea to find Ye Li and other masters, blood-washing the Divine Country would have been easy. Now Ding Aoshuang is gravely injured, and if she dies, he will never forgive himself.

How could Zhong Zhiyong and Crimson Flame dare to defy Ding Fan’s will, especially when they saw Ding Fan so angry?

They were both heroes, the kind who didn’t blink when killing. At this moment, Crimson Flame immediately used Heaven and Earth’s momentum to suppress everyone. Zhong Zhiyong unleashed sky-high flames, watching as the Divine Realm’s Fifth Level elders of the Lin Family were burnt alive.

"Ding Fan, even if I turn into a Ferocious Ghost, I won’t spare you!"

Lin Zixuan couldn’t escape either. He was also burnt alive, shouting loudly before he died, turning into a pile of ashes.

Ding Fan didn’t even glance at Lin Zixuan, his face expressionless. Since coming to the Divine Realm, his heart had turned as cold as stone. He would never show mercy to enemies again. If he wanted to unify the Northern Wastelands, how could he not kill people?

He wasn’t without offering Lin Zhongshan a chance. If Lin Zhongshan had sincerely surrendered, even though Ding Fan would cautiously guard against them, he would accept them and treat them equally in the future.

Zhong Zhiyong and Crimson Flame didn’t stop. As long as warriors wore the Lin Family’s battle armor, they were killed one by one. Zhong Zhiyong rushed into the palace, looking for the Divine Country’s Lin Family warriors to start slaughtering.

Ding Fan ordered all Lin Family warriors to be slain, emphasizing the term "warrior." If Ding Fan’s command was to kill all Lin Family members, Zhong Zhiyong might have directly unleashed countless flames, turning the entire palace into a sea of fire, burning many women and children to death.

The city descended into chaos, countless people frantically ran around, and some family members smartly knelt at the edge of the square, shouting loudly: "We are not Lin Family members, please don’t kill us, we surrender."

"All people in the city, listen to me!"

Seeing the city’s disorder, Crimson Flame roared angrily in the sky: "This time we only kill Lin Family warriors, all other families won’t be touched. Not a single civilian will be killed. All patriarchs come find me, everyone else go home. Any daring runner... kill!"

Since the killing has started, not a single Lin Family warrior can be spared.

No Lin Family samurai must escape. If the city is in such chaos, how can we know who is a Lin Family warrior? Thus, Crimson Flame thought of the city’s various families: as long as they’re subdued, they can completely control Divine Earth City, and find each Lin Family warrior to kill.

"Whoosh~"

Under Crimson Flame’s command, the patriarchs of the city’s various families immediately flew away. The frantic runners dared not flee anymore, rushing to their homes.

Ding Fan no longer cared about the subsequent matters. Holding Ding Aoshuang in his arms, he walked towards the palace, casually searching for a side hall to enter.

As he entered the hall, he glanced coldly at Zhong Zhiyong, saying: "Zhong Zhiyong, handle the matters below, control Divine Earth City quickly, rebels... kill, don’t harm innocent people and civilians, children, and elders must not be harmed. Well... that’s it!"

Zhong Zhiyong was originally a hero, once a regional lord.

At this point, there were no more masters in Divine Earth City. If he couldn’t control the entire city, his time as the Zhong Family clan leader would have been pointless.

Ding Fan clearly understood that with his command, Divine Earth City would be flooded with blood, and tens of thousands would die here.

To succeed, people must die!

This is a fact; if you want to ascend in power, how can it be done without deaths? Without iron-blooded measures, how can you deter all heroes? Relying on benevolence? Having them willingly accept it? That’s nonsense!

There are too many warriors and families in the Divine Realm. If one wishes to become superior, they must have infinite resources, and to get resources, you must have your own territory.

In other words, whoever wants to unify the Northern Wastelands must stand against all powers and families there, because you’re attempting to seize their territory and resources. Who will be influenced by your benevolent ideology? Only iron-blood suppression, only hanging sharp blades over every Northern Wastelands family’s heads, will force them to submit!

Ding Fan had made up his mind when he decided to return to the Northern Wastelands. He was not a good person. In the Divine Realm, there was no justice or evil; only one’s own strength was the truth.

He needed to rescue Sirius Ding Aohuang and find his woman, Xia Mengqing. He needed formidable strength, needed to command with powerful forces, aiming to establish a new Ding Family here, making Ding Zhanjiao and his disciples regret!

This path is difficult and dangerous. With one wrong move, he could fall into the Abyss. His personality is stubborn; he knows that even if it means being shattered to pieces, he will not regret.

...

Many families and powers in Divine Earth City quickly surrendered. Lin Zhongshan and the Divine Country’s Great Elder were dead, and now the city has changed owners. Whoever dares resist will face ruthless bloodshed. Ding Fan had mentioned they wanted to unify the Northern Wastelands, and now they are the first to surrender, which can serve as capital for family welfare in the future.

Divine Earth City had a total of eight Fourth Level powers, all of whom were previously vassals of the Lin Family. At this moment, they all submitted, sparing Zhong Zhiyong and Crimson Flame’s trouble. The two had usable samurai under their command; Zhong Zhiyong was once a regional lord, and Crimson Flame handed all matters to him.

Zhong Zhiyong ordered the city closed. Warriors from the eight families came out, surrounding Divine Earth City tightly. Zhong Zhiyong knew very well that the Lin Family must be eradicated, all Lin Family warriors must be killed, or else they might suffer attacks and assassinations at any time.

Divine Earth City has just fallen into their hands, and the Lin Family has been operating here for many years. There must be people loyal to them; Zhong Zhiyong needs to find these people and kill them one by one.

In addition, there are some families that have deep friendships with the Lin Family. These families need to be investigated in order to fully control the entire Divine Earth City.

Ding Fan was no longer involved in the subsequent affairs. After he and Ding Aoshuang entered the side hall, he immediately had Chi Yen summon the best Imperial Physician from the palace and take the finest Miraculous Medicine Pill from the Lin Family’s treasury.

In the Divine Realm, many Heaven and Earth Treasures exist, allowing even for the regrowth of severed hands. Such Miraculous Medicine Pills were also available in Divine Earth City.

The Imperial Physician found the best medicine for Ding Aoshuang to take. Ding Fan observed for a while and confirmed that Ding Aoshuang’s injuries were recovering quickly, slightly alleviating them.

However, he did not go out, only sitting in the hall.

He had great faith in Zhong Zhiyong’s abilities. Ding Fan himself lacked managerial skills, and rash interference might disrupt Zhong Zhiyong’s efforts. Rather than that, he might as well let Zhong Zhiyong handle it.

Zhong Zhiyong is a smart person; he has wholeheartedly submitted and will surely do his best. This is Ding Fan’s first battle upon returning to the Northern Wastelands. If it is not conducted beautifully, Ding Fan would certainly doubt his abilities.

Time passed quickly, a day and a night!

During this day and night, Zhong Zhiyong was constantly busy. In the middle of the night at Divine Earth City, there were still sounds of fighting, often accompanied by screams, with the massacre continuing...

It wasn’t until dawn that the city quieted down, and Ding Fan still did not appear. He remained in the side hall, waiting for Zhong Zhineng to report.

"Whoosh~"

At dawn, a specter-like figure drifted into the palace. Chi Yen was sitting beside Xiang Fan, and his eyes opened immediately, emanating a murderous aura.

Ding Fan, who had not yet awakened his Divine Sense, didn’t need to probe to know who had arrived. He smiled, opened his eyes, and said softly, "It should be Ye Li who has come."

"Young Master, Ye Li seeks an audience!"

Outside came an intense shouting voice. The smile on Ding Fan’s lips grew wider. When this incident occurred in Divine Earth City, it likely spread throughout the Northern Wastelands within half a day. If Ye Li set off immediately, he would have arrived just now; his speed was indeed lightning fast.

"Come in quickly!"

Ding Fan spoke, and a figure hovered outside the door, immediately drifting in. It was a little old man, his face full of excitement, who was none other than the former Patriarch of the Ye Family, one of the Eleven Great Royal Families of the Central Plains, Ye Li!

"I pay my respects to the Young Master!"

Ye Li knelt in reverence. Ding Fan said with a smile, "Patriarch Ye, there’s no need to be so courteous. It’s been a long time; how have you been, Patriarch Ye?"

"Good, good; with the Young Master’s return, everything is even better!" Ye Li stood up, his face full of wrinkles brimming with excitement.

Ding Fan slightly nodded and asked, "How are things in the other parts of the Northern Wastelands?"

"Just like usual!" Ye Li answered simply. Hearing his words, Ding Fan felt assured. After pausing, he said, "I have been expelled from the Ding Family and am planning to unify the major forces of the Northern Wastelands. Patriarch Ye, what do you think?"

"My Ye Family is completely at your disposal," Ye Li bowed and said, "The people of Ye Family and Meng Family are willing to follow the Young Master forever to help you achieve supremacy."

"Good!"

Ding Fan stood up and said, "Rest assured, as long as Deng isn’t dead, I will eventually lead you back to the Central Plains and reclaim your ancestral home."

Ye Li nodded but remained silent. Ding Fan pondered and asked in surprise, "Patriarch Ye, I remember you said your enemies are six of the Ten Great Families of the Central Plains? When I went to the Central Plains this time, I found that the strongest families there seemed not to be the Ten Great Families but the Eleven Great Royal Families."

Ye Li frowned slightly, "Well, I don’t know. Perhaps in the past thousand years, another Great Family emerged."

Ding Fan sighed and asked, "Who are your enemies, and where is your ancestral home?"

Ye Li glanced outside, explaining, "Our ancestral home is in the southwest of the Central Plains. Our enemies are the Ghost Tribe, Nether Blade Hall, Qingyuan Sect, Lingye Temple, Hall of Reincarnation, and Valley of Myriad Flowers."

"Qingyuan Sect!"

Ding Fan and Chi Yen exchanged looks. They passed through Qingyuan Sect’s domain, and unexpectedly, Qingyuan Sect was also involved in the massacre of the Ye Family and Meng Family back then.

These are Level Eight forces, one of the Eleven Great Royal Families of the Central Plains!

Ding Fan’s heart sank. The current Central Plains has eleven of the most powerful family forces, and now he has to help the Ye Family and Meng Family fight against six of them. It indeed felt like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Ye Li saw the concern on Ding Fan’s face and comforted him, "Young Master, don’t put too much pressure on yourself. We know it’s difficult; just do your best, and we won’t blame you."

"Alright, let’s first unify the Northern Wastelands and turn it into our territory!"

Ding Fan gazed far into the direction of the Central Plains, his vision becoming more determined. If he wished to set foot in the Central Plains, he had to have formidable combat capabilities and power. If he couldn’t even take control of a place as small as the Northern Wastelands, what right did Ding Fan have to rise to a higher position?

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