Although Yun Qingyao had lost her cultivation, her alertness still surpassed that of ordinary people. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t fail to notice another person’s presence, but tonight was not a normal night. She was in a hurry to return, so she didn’t pay attention.

Upon hearing Lin Fan say that someone else had entered the forest tonight, she was taken aback, "What did you say? Where did this person go?"

She was surprised because she remembered the massacre in Kun City, where someone had killed all of Li Xiangshui’s men. Hearing Lin Fan mention someone’s presence in this forest was hard for Yun Qingyao not to connect the two.

Lin Fan added, "Based on my observation, if this person isn’t lost, then they’re definitely not headed for the Yun Sect, as they have already veered off its path."

Hearing this, Yun Qingyao breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "Lin Fan, take me back. I want to go back right now, please."

This time, her tone was quite polite. She had no choice; she was seeking help from Lin Fan and couldn’t afford to bicker or offend him.

Lin Fan casually replied, "To leave here, we have to deal with those second brothers below first, especially that Wild Boar King."

Catching the leader is essential; once the Wild Boar King is dealt with, the other wild boars will not be an issue.

Yun Qingyao suggested, "How do you plan to deal with them? I have an idea. You can go down and lure them away, then come back to rescue me, avoiding a direct confrontation."

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "That’s a good idea, but it’s a bit time-consuming. I have a more straightforward method."

With that, Lin Fan leaped, clinging to the rock face, and descended in a flash, landing on the ground to confront the wild boars.

The Wild Boar King seemed very excited, clawing the ground with its forelegs, ready to attack. It had thought these two humans would stay hidden above, so Lin Fan’s quick descent caught it off guard. It was eager to end the fight quickly without giving Lin Fan the chance to escape.

Seeing that Lin Fan had no intention of fleeing, the Wild Boar King was even more pleased; surely this human was courting death.

Then, the Wild Boar King noticed that not only was Lin Fan not fleeing, but he was also approaching. The Wild Boar King was bewildered and then enraged; this human had too much nerve, clearly provoking it.

As the king of the forest, the Wild Boar King could not tolerate such provocation.

The Wild Boar King roared and charged at Lin Fan, attempting to violently ram him with its head, hoping to send this weak human flying.

The other wild boars did not move, merely watching the show. In their view, the Wild Boar King was enough to easily deal with this human.

As the Wild Boar King charged, Lin Fan did not dodge; instead, he continued to meet it head-on, clenching his fist. Seeing the Wild Boar King’s approach, Lin Fan raised his fist and punched.

Boom!

In an instant, Lin Fan’s punch struck the Wild Boar King’s head, causing a fierce collision between fist and boar’s head. The energy generated was akin to a collision between two high-speed vehicles.

Truthfully, if an ordinary person collided with a wild boar like this, the outcome would be predictable—a broken arm and being sent flying.

However...

The next second, Lin Fan stood unaffected in place.

While the Wild Boar King, struck by Lin Fan’s punch, was knocked to the ground, struggling in pain, letting out heart-wrenching wails.

The surrounding wild boars, witnessing this, displayed looks of fright and instinctively retreated.

Terrifying! This human was too terrifying! The Wild Boar King, defeated by a single punch?

The Wild Boar King struggled to rise, its steps faltering as if it might collapse again any moment. Overwhelmed with fear, it staggered backward, only wanting to distance itself from Lin Fan, all the while letting out constant cries.

Lin Fan’s punch nearly shattered its boar brain and thoroughly broke its spirit. Once proud and intimidating, the Wild Boar King now resembled a wounded little rabbit.

Seeing the Wild Boar King retreat, the other wild boars dared not provoke Lin Fan either, turning to follow the Wild Boar King, vanishing in no time.

Observing this scene, Yun Qingyao on the rock was stunned.

She finally understood Lin Fan’s "quicker method"—defeating the Wild Boar King with one punch, indeed more convenient than luring them away.

Naturally, not everyone can employ this method.

Incidentally, it was Yun Qingyao’s first time seeing Lin Fan in action, despite the opponent being a wild boar; it provided a clear view of his prowess. On this occasion, she genuinely witnessed Lin Fan’s astounding strength!

Just how fearsome is the power within Lin Fan’s body?

Yun Qingyao thought to herself that she couldn’t knock down a 600-pound Wild Boar King with a single punch, even as a master of inner strength.

From appearances, Lin Fan did not seem this formidable; his cultivation of inner strength must be exceptionally unique.

Seeing Lin Fan punch down a 600-pound Wild Boar King, Yun Qingyao had a rough estimation of his capability—truly strong, stronger than her!

From this, she felt more convinced of her earlier suspicions: Lin Fan must be a member of a Hidden Sect, but what exactly was the Super Hidden Sect behind him?

With such strength, no wonder Lin Fan dared to take Yun Qingyao on a long journey to the Yun Sect; it was a case of the skillful being bold.

Lin Fan climbed back up the rock face, reaching Yun Qingyao, and said, "Let’s go. Do you want me to carry you down, or will you cling on?"

Yun Qingyao blushed, as Lin Fan had already held her several times tonight. Previously it was unavoidable, but now she had a choice. Did she really want Lin Fan to hold her again? How embarrassing.

"C-carry... carry me down," Yun Qingyao eventually opted for Lin Fan’s back.

So, she got onto Lin Fan’s back to be carried.

Lin Fan carried Yun Qingyao down the rock face and back to the ground, setting her down, "Now, you lead the way."

Yun Qingyao took two steps, twisted her ankle, and almost fell. Not only had her calf been scraped, but her leg bone was also injured, causing pain when she walked.

"How long will it take if I walk like this?" Yun Qingyao grumbled, "How about you let me restore my cultivation? With it back, such minor wounds would be nothing."

Lin Fan asked, "If I let you restore your cultivation, will you run away?"

Yun Qingyao replied, "I promise I won’t run. After all, I am heading back to the Yun Sect anyway, okay?"

Lin Fan shook his head, "No, if you ran, I wouldn’t want to go through the trouble of finding you again. Once this is over, I’ll naturally restore your cultivation."

Yun Qingyao bit her lip, "Then what should we do now?"

Lin Fan said, "I’ll reluctantly keep carrying you. Either I carry you, or you walk yourself. Choose one."

Yun Qingyao, helpless and unwilling, returned to Lin Fan’s back. Truly helpless—Lin Fan was her enemy, yet she had never been so close to any man as she was with Lin Fan in her life...