Top-tier Unruly Master-Chapter 1740 - 1777: Ruo Zhong

At this moment, the deputy general listened to the soldiers rushing in one by one to report, and he was very shocked. He really couldn’t imagine that the opponents, only four merchants, had actually killed two of his squads’ forces. Even Squad Leader Fang was killed by them, and most importantly, the opponents dared to attack the camp, and the camp guards were in an emergency!

This is simply unbelievable!

At this point, even with the deputy general Ruo Zhong’s usually strong composure, he could no longer sit still. He angrily ordered everyone in the tent:

"Everyone, go out and take a look!"

When they heard Deputy General Ruo Zhong’s words, everyone felt a shiver in their hearts. They had previously heard the soldiers’ reports and were also extremely shocked. They did not expect Squad Leader Fang and his men to be completely annihilated. This is simply unbelievable! To think that the opponents were only four individuals.

Two squads consisted of more than a hundred personnel, yet they couldn’t even capture four merchants and were all killed instead.

At this point, even the slowest of them knew that those outside the camp were not ordinary people, and the strength of those people was definitely not at the Early Nascent Soul Stage as reported by the soldiers. With such cultivation, how could they have wiped out two squads?

And it’s not just two squads now, but four squads’ worth of forces. It’s important to know that earlier Gao Jian had also taken out two squads, and they were wiped out too.

Everyone’s hearts were a bit uneasy. After all, the camp guards were already in a state of emergency. If the camp was breached, it would be a disaster for them. However, they also found it incredibly unbelievable that the opponents were merely four cultivators. They really couldn’t believe that the opponents dared charge against the camp.

If they were ordinary cultivators, such action would be suicidal, but the fact that the camp guards were in distress showed that these four merchants were indeed not ordinary people. Even the deputy general had been provoked and was going out to see for himself. Such a situation was rare.

For someone of the deputy general’s rank to personally lead troops into battle usually only happens in important battles. In a situation like this in his own backyard, it’s rare to even alarm the deputy general, let alone have him take action personally. Generally, such matters would be completely handled by the squad leaders.

This situation was even puzzling for some of the military strategists who often offered advice and couldn’t predict the outcome. It was obvious this was a very special situation. After all, they were just four merchants outside, yet it was enough to make the deputy general lose his composure. This kind of occurrence was very rare.

However, the deputy general’s reaction was normal. After all, losing four squads’ worth of forces and having the camp guards in an emergency was a very dangerous signal in military combat, especially during a secret mission, making it even more perilous.

The people in the tent, upon hearing the words of Deputy General Ruo Zhong, immediately agreed. At this point, all the squad leaders in the camp had been slain except for Gao Jian. Amongst the group were military strategists advising the deputy general, whose cultivation levels were not high and were not suitable for charging in battle, as their role was to stay in the rear and strategize.

At this moment, Ding Fan and three elders from the Thirty-Six Caves were hiding their cultivation as they relentlessly attacked the soldiers at the entrance of the camp. The soldiers in front of Ding Fan and his group were no more than helpless targets, unable to withstand even one round before being swiftly killed by Ding Fan.

Ding Fan no longer needed to put on as much of a show as before. He knew that at this point, no matter how much he acted, the opponents would not underestimate him. Based on the information he gathered from the two soldiers previously, the next person to come out should be the highest leader in the camp, the deputy general.

Swish, swish, swish...

As Ding Fan continued to kill soldiers, he patiently awaited the deputy general’s appearance. Ding Fan believed that after killing several hundred of their soldiers, even the calmest of generals would be forced into action. Earlier, Ding Fan had set up a Seven Stars Imprisonment Array Formation at the main gate of the camp.

Once Ding Fan activated the formation, he was confident that no one in the camp could break it, as the Seven Stars Array Formation was among the top intermediate formations. To break it would require a High Level Formation Master, and Ding Fan was certain that a camp of this scale would not have such a master.

At this time, the four of them were only at the camp entrance, killing soldiers without making any moves to rush inside. Ding Fan knew it wasn’t time to be reckless. Even if he didn’t count himself, if the three elders from the Thirty-Six Caves revealed their true cultivation, the soldiers would definitely scatter in fear, and even the deputy general would not be an exception, likely being the first to flee. After all, the three elders possessed the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Mid Stage, an existence akin to a God or Demon in the eyes of the soldiers, utterly irresistible.

Ding Fan, on the other hand, might appear, at best, to not have reached the Nascent Soul Stage, but if he were to fully unleash his strength, his aura would be the most formidable among the four, surely breaking the soldiers’ morale before they even needed to engage.

As Ding Fan waved his flying sword, he no longer had to pretend to struggle like before. Sometimes, he unintentionally cut down a few soldiers with a single stroke. Those soldiers, though possessing some battle capabilities as they were at the Early Nascent Soul Stage, were nonetheless like lambs to the slaughter before Ding Fan, unable to defend against even a casual strike.

However, Ding Fan evidently hadn’t taken things seriously yet, mingling with the soldiers almost as if it were a game. As a result, some soldiers, noticing Ding Fan’s seemingly nonchalant demeanor, had bold thoughts, hoping to catch Ding Fan off guard with a sneak attack and kill him in one blow.

However, those soldiers who thought that way would ultimately end up being killed by Ding Fan with a single sword strike, without the slightest suspense.

In the face of absolute power, all cunning and treachery are futile.

Soon, the soldiers at the camp entrance were completely terrified by Ding Fan. They watched as the opponent’s cultivation was about the same as theirs, yet the difference in strength was as vast as heaven and earth. This left them deeply puzzled and extremely fearful. Some clever soldiers had already figured out that Ding Fan and his group had no intention of continuously charging into the camp.

As a result, some soldiers backed off a bit, refrained from actively attacking his group, which was considered temporarily safe. Soon, most of the soldiers discovered this pattern, so in no time, all the soldiers stopped advancing towards Ding Fan and his group, instead maintained a distance of about three meters and kept retreating...

The sounds of fighting gradually ceased, and Ding Fan and the other three leisurely observed the trembling soldiers opposite them, looking somewhat helpless. Clearly, such opponents were not satisfying at all for the battle-hardened Ding Fan and his companions, utterly uninteresting without any technical content, one could say the more they fought, the more boring it became.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

With hearts full of vigilance, the guard soldiers cautiously kept an eye on Ding Fan and his group, quickly opening up a path, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps echoing.

Along the path opened by the soldiers, a middle-aged man in armor emerged, face taut with seriousness, followed by thousands of soldiers standing behind him, expressions stern and vigilant, always ready to await the middle-aged man’s orders. This middle-aged man was the highest leader of the camp — Deputy General Ruo Zhong.

At this moment, Ruo Zhong scrutinized Ding Fan and his companions, eyes filled with anger and vigilance, surprised. He hadn’t expected the seeming leader among the opposing group to be a young man, and indeed, they were only four people, just four people managing to wipe out his four squads of troops, and two squad leaders.

Apparently, the previous actions of the opponents filled Ruo Zhong with anger and vigilance. He knew that these people were certainly not ordinary folks. Although they appeared merely at the Nascent Soul Stage in terms of cultivation, Ruo Zhong knew they must be concealing their real cultivation; otherwise, they wouldn’t have survived unscathed until now.

Despite being very wary of Ding Fan and his group, Ruo Zhong’s heart was not overly fearful, as he himself was a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Mid Stage, a truly formidable presence. Even in the Cultivation World, only a few would be his match.

Therefore, Ruo Zhong was not particularly concerned about Ding Fan. Furthermore, judging by the opponent’s age, the young man seemed merely a youth, and although appearing as the leader of the four, he was likely just a spoiled young master protected by the three elder companions.

Ruo Zhong secretly calculated, as long as he resolved the three elders hiding their strength, he could thoroughly deal with the opponents. As for Ding Fan, Ruo Zhong didn’t concern himself, for at first sight, he’d already regarded him as a certain wealthy family’s indulgent son.

At this moment, in Ruo Zhong’s mind, he believed that the slaughter of so many soldiers by the opponent was certainly due to those three elders. However, he knew eliminating these three elders wouldn’t be an easy task, for their real cultivation was unknown.

"Young man, now I’ll give you a choice. You’ve slain our four squads of soldiers. Have your family hand over the Spirit Stones for a few hundred people, and I might spare your lives!"

Ruo Zhong spoke in a low voice to Ding Fan and his group while looking at them.

Ruo Zhong knew that those three elders seemed not so easy to deal with, so why not adopt a more prudent approach? After all, even if he killed them, the deceased soldiers couldn’t resurrect. Instead, it would be better to extort a sum of Spirit Stones from them to replenish military resources.

Upon hearing his words, Ding Fan smiled calmly, his gaze containing a hint of mockery as he looked at the other and said:

"A few million Spirit Stones? My family isn’t needed, I can give them to you myself, and not just a few million, but several tens of millions." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Hearing Ding Fan’s words, Ruo Zhong laughed mockingly, as if hearing the biggest joke in the world. Just a young person, even if his family had some ability, couldn’t possibly produce tens of millions of Spirit Stones. Not only the young man, even his family might not be able to do it.

Bear in mind that even the annual yield of a Spirit Vein is just about this amount, excluding those incredibly large veins, which are extremely rare and not obtainable by any family.

At this moment, behind Ruo Zhong, some military strategists and soldiers also sneered upon hearing Ding Fan’s words. Clearly, they didn’t believe Ding Fan at all, knowing that even an entire country couldn’t easily gather tens of millions of Spirit Stones. Such audacity!