Chapter 168
Zheng Fa twitched his lips; this person was utterly lacking in martial ethics.
"You... how can you be so arrogant!"
With one person dead, only four disciples of the Da Zizai Demon Sect remained. They quickly spread out while casting incredulous glances at the disciple from the Tianhe Sect.
Zheng Fa understood why these few were calling the other side arrogant.
Can’t you come one by one?
Why provoke us all at once?
It was clear that this person had absolute confidence.
"Disciples of the Demon Sect, what does it matter if there are a few more of you?"
The Tianhe Sect disciple scoffed, leaping forward to engage in battle with the others.
This disciple from the Tianhe Sect was strong.
That was Zheng Fa's most immediate impression as he watched the duel.
This strength didn’t stem from cultivation level.
In the Thunder Pool, these people probably didn’t dare to reveal their true strength; most of the time, they fought with the power of the Foundation Establishment stage.
But under equal cultivation levels, this Tianhe Sect disciple displayed a well-rounded prowess—
His broad sword seemed extraordinarily mystical, matching Chen Ting blow for blow.
And he fought barehanded against several disciples of the Da Zizai Demon Sect, not falling behind at all.
This person also seemed to practice Thunder Law, moving through the Thunder Pool like a fish in water, occasionally tossing out a few spirit talismans that left his opponents flustered.
In terms of magical artifacts, spells, and talismans, he demonstrated remarkable skill.
In contrast, Chen Ting and his companions appeared somewhat restrained in the Thunder Pool; their spells and artifacts were significantly less powerful than their opponent's.
Zheng Fa began to realize something.
This was still due to the Thunder Pool—
In the Xuanwei Realm, the Demon Sect's techniques were mostly sinister, while Thunder Law was extremely Yang and rigid, naturally countering them.
In the Thunder Pool, this group’s combat effectiveness was severely diminished compared to others.
As the battle raged on, the Tianhe Sect disciple, fighting alone against many, surprisingly gained the upper hand.
Chen Ting and the four disciples of the Da Zizai Demon Sect seemed to realize this wasn’t working; they exchanged glances and, surprisingly, moved closer together.
Standing together, they seemed to be forming a united front.
Zheng Fa couldn’t help but sigh—
Wasn’t Chen Ting being hunted by these people?
And now they were teaming up?
It was evident how much pressure the Tianhe Sect disciple was putting on them.
He looked over at the Tianhe Sect disciple, only to find that instead of being angry, the other was laughing heartily, "I was waiting for you to team up!"
Everyone was taken aback as they saw him lift his crane cloak, revealing a muscular body beneath that looked incredibly powerful!
Zheng Fa sensed something was off and quickly steered his Du E Boat away.
But it was too late for Chen Ting and the others to escape.
With a wave of his hand, the Tianhe Sect disciple sent his broad sword soaring into the sky, piercing straight into the thunderclouds!
The fluctuations of spiritual energy on that sword far exceeded the Foundation Establishment level.
"!"
Zheng Fa suddenly understood what this person was planning!
The Thunder Pool certainly didn’t coddle him; in the sky, thunderclouds rapidly gathered, layer upon layer, like a mountain of blankets.
The clouds above were frighteningly low, as if one could reach out and touch them.
In the next moment, a torrent of thunder rained down!
The bolts of lightning looked like a forest of thunder.
The Tianhe Sect disciple, who dared to provoke the Thunder Pool, was naturally the primary target of this thunder.
But Chen Ting and his companions were in deep trouble too!
They were standing too close together; one bolt could strike three of them, and they hadn’t anticipated this person’s madness.
They were caught in the crossfire.
Zheng Fa could see that among the four disciples of the Da Zizai Demon Sect, about two were too weak and were instantly reduced to ashes.
The other two were in a desperate scramble to escape.
Chen Ting, protected by his round mirror, seemed a bit better off, but he was also rapidly distancing himself from the thunderstorm, clearly unwilling to linger.
Yet the one who took the brunt of the strikes was still the Tianhe Sect disciple.
He acted like a lightning rod, attracting at least half of the thunder.
But this person seemed unfazed, his body crackling with electricity as he continued to chase after the others.
Soon, the two remaining disciples of the Da Zizai Demon Sect were caught up to; he didn’t even need to lift a finger, and they perished beneath the heavenly thunder.
What a suicidal attack!
After dispatching those two, the Tianhe Sect disciple turned and charged toward Chen Ting.
Chen Ting, barely managing to escape a little distance with the round mirror, turned back only to see the disciple grinning menacingly, with layers of dark clouds swirling above him as he lunged forward.
He shuddered, his speed increasing.
Zheng Fa watched as the two raced toward him, and he turned the Du E Boat to the side, wanting to give them a way out.
Unexpectedly, Chen Ting pivoted and charged straight at him.
"Zheng Shidi!" he shouted, "Please, for the sake of our past camaraderie, lend me a hand!"
Zheng Fa heard this and, without a word, urged the Du E Boat to go faster.
The Du E Boat was already well-suited for the Thunder Pool.
With the Tianhe Sect disciple occasionally striking at Chen Ting with his sword, Zheng Fa found that the distance between him and Chen Ting was not closing but rather widening.
Seeing Chen Ting’s somewhat bewildered expression, Zheng Fa couldn’t help but think:
Are we that close?
The guy is coming at us with thunder roaring!
You want me to block for you?
"I have news about Senior Sister Zhang!"
Seeing Zheng Fa speeding away, Chen Ting called out again. Zheng Fa paused, glancing at him closely, and the Du E Boat slowed slightly.
The expression on his face was sincere, as if he were speaking the truth.
"I’ve been hunted by the Da Zizai Demon Sect recently and have killed quite a few of them, gaining some information about Senior Sister Zhang!"
Chen Ting said eagerly.
This, logically, was indeed possible.
Chen Ting had sacrificed the old man on him, and he had also offered part of the Da Zizai Demon Ancestor's divine power.
If the Da Zizai Demon Sect didn’t know about it, that would be one thing.
But given the current situation, they should be aware.
And Senior Sister Zhang had indeed gone missing during a conflict with the Da Zizai Demon Sect.
"I know you and Senior Sister Zhang have feelings for each other. If you help me escape, I will definitely..."
Chen Ting hadn’t finished his sentence.
Zheng Fa’s Du E Boat sped up again.
"Zheng Shidi, don’t you care about Senior Sister Zhang anymore?"
He couldn’t help but shout.
"Chen Daoge, before I came to the Thunder Pool, Uncle Pang gave me plenty of advice. The most important was not to trust others easily, especially those who are two-faced, treacherous, and duplicitous." Zheng Fa’s voice carried far.
"I’m not! I was also a disciple of the Master; he knows me best!"
"That’s true." Zheng Fa’s tone carried a hint of lament: "That advice could be said to be a roll call of your name..."
"…"
Zheng Fa didn’t want to be ignorant of Senior Sister Zhang’s news; otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone against his nature to watch the battle.
But Chen Ting was the one who had caused his own grandfather’s demise.
Zheng Fa didn’t particularly dislike him, but he certainly didn’t trust him.
He even suspected that even if he helped Chen Ting, he would have other demands...
The news he spoke of might not be false, but the price Zheng Fa would have to pay was steep—at the very least, he would have to confront that Tianhe Sect disciple, and perhaps even block the disciples of the Da Zizai Demon Sect.
That disciple looked like a madman...
With that kind of fighting style, while others might take one strike, he would take at least ten.
Getting caught up in this conflict between the two, who knows what would happen to Zheng Fa?
The Jiushan Sect would probably have a headache too.
However, there was one piece of information in Chen Ting’s words that caught Zheng Fa’s attention... the Da Zizai Demon Sect knew the whereabouts of Senior Sister Zhang.
Now, the jade pendant left to him by Uncle Huang was still glowing, indicating that the Da Zizai Demon Sect had yet to find a way to deal with Senior Sister Zhang.
Zheng Fa thought for a moment; if he wanted to find Senior Sister Zhang, Chen Ting might indeed have clues—but this person was too cunning.
The most direct approach would still be to find someone from the Da Zizai Demon Sect.
...
Zheng Fa continued to follow the map that Senior Sister Zhang had given him, searching for suitable locations to refine his body with heavenly thunder.
The map marked five possible locations.
He didn’t rush to choose but spent over half a month checking each one.
After visiting them, he felt a bit disappointed...
It wasn’t that these places were unsuitable for refining with heavenly thunder.
Rather... he had hoped that Senior Sister Zhang might have left some clues at these locations for him to find.
But he found nothing.
In the end, he could only choose the most secluded spot with the fewest people and stop the Du E Boat.
Zheng Fa sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, his spirit soaring straight into the thunderclouds above.
Boom!
A bolt of heavenly thunder struck him directly.
His body jolted.
Compared to the intensity of the thunder during his blood exchange, this heavenly thunder was much stronger.
Yet, compared to the pain of the blood exchange, he found this moment comfortable—this heavenly thunder seemed to carry a kind of vitality within it.
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