Ding Fan saw this scene, and couldn't help but remember his own childhood. As a child, he was often bullied and went through various hardships. Young Ding Fan had nothing to complain about, as he had already realized that this Cultivation World was clearly a world where the strong prey on the weak, and without strength, one could only be trampled upon.

Therefore, the injustices he suffered during childhood became Ding Fan's reason to swear to become strong. But at this moment, seeing that boy, he couldn't help but feel a trace of compassion in his heart.

"You can't do this. This alchemy cauldron was passed down from my father. You must pay 800,000 Spirit Stones if you want to buy it from me."

At this moment, the little boy in the corner looked at the several cultivators in front of him with unkind eyes and said stubbornly.

"800,000 Spirit Stones? I think you have a death wish! Go ask around if anyone dares to charge the City Lord Mansion. Such boldness! Now hand over the alchemy cauldron quickly, and we might consider sparing your life! Otherwise, you will never have the chance to see this cauldron again, nor tomorrow's sun!"

At this moment, one of the middle-aged men in front of the boy said with an extremely unkind expression, clearly ignoring the boy's words.

This middle-aged man was evidently the spokesperson of the group. After he spoke, the other cultivators beside him couldn't help but burst into laughter, clearly finding the boy's stubbornness both sad and ridiculous.

At this moment, the boy heard the words of the middle-aged man and felt extremely nervous. He knew these people had no scruples at all, and clearly, his situation today wasn't looking good.

Many eyes around were already focused on this side. Hearing the middle-aged man's words, they couldn't help but feel pity for the boy, but no one dared to stand forward, as the middle-aged man had made it very clear that they were from the City Lord Mansion.

Moreover, some long-time residents of Dancheng could tell from the clothes that the individuals were indeed from the City Lord Mansion. One should know that the City Lord Mansion was evidently the largest power in Dancheng. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't dare provoke them, and obviously, all they could do was silently pray for the boy.

The crowd began to pray for the little boy, hoping he would recognize the situation and give up. It was clear the crowd didn't wish for him to be so stubborn, because once those people took action, it wouldn't just be a matter of losing an alchemy cauldron; the boy's life would be at risk too.

Unfortunately, the crowd's prayers were of no use to the boy. At this moment, he still held tightly to his alchemy cauldron, showing an aura of dying rather than surrendering, which made everyone break out in a cold sweat for him.

The few middle-aged men, dressed in similar attire, saw that the boy was not being sensible and immediately had their expressions turn dark. At this moment, the True Qi fluctuation of the leading middle-aged man began to emerge, clearly planning to take action against the boy.

"Since you're not sensible, you can't blame us for this!"

At this moment, the leading middle-aged man said ruthlessly to the boy before suddenly punching directly at him.

Watching this scene, everyone was stunned. They knew the middle-aged man had a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation, which was already quite formidable. The boy did not even reach the Lotus Root Nascent Soul stage, and the gap between them was fatal. It was highly likely that the boy would die from such a punch.

Seeing this, the boy was also stunned, not expecting the man to directly attack him in front of so many people, causing a wave of fear in his heart, as he clearly couldn't withstand such a punch.

Just then, suddenly a young man appeared beside the boy and also threw a punch, meeting the middle-aged man's punch head-on, resulting in a muffled sound.

Boom!

The middle-aged man suddenly felt an extremely powerful and cold aura, making him feel extremely shocked. What surprised him the most, however, was not the discomfort in his body from the punch, but that someone actually dared to oppose the City Lord Mansion.

Who else but Ding Fan would step in!

At this moment, everyone who saw Ding Fan was stunned, unable to believe that an Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator would stand up for the boy and oppose the City Lord Mansion. It was simply unbelievable! Seeing someone stand up for the boy, the audience couldn't help but be shocked.

The crowd couldn't help but feel rather sorry for Ding Fan, realizing that now not only the boy but also this Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was going to suffer. Everyone knew the City Lord Mansion's people were no ordinary presence. In Dancheng, the City Lord Mansion was like heaven.

"That cultivator is just an Early Nascent Soul stage; isn't he courting death by standing up?"

"Yeah, you need to know that the middle-aged man from the City Lord Mansion is at least at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage; dealing with an Early Nascent Soul stage cultivator is a piece of cake!"

"And it's not just one person from the City Lord Mansion; they have quite a few people, while that young man only has one female cultivator with him. This is going to be interesting to watch..."

"And you know, that female cultivator is quite pretty! And her cultivation isn't weak, also at the Early Nascent Soul Stage. Rarely seen, quite rare..."

...

At this moment, upon witnessing Ding Fan's intervention, people couldn't help but discuss animatedly. Most cultivators weren't optimistic about Ding Fan, though they found a young person at the Early Nascent Soul Stage impressive; yet, everyone knew that the cultivator from the City Lord Mansion was of a Nascent Soul Middle Stage existence.

This is a whole rank difference; even if that young cultivator is a genius, he's likely to meet his end here today...

"Thank you, big brother! I'm sorry I got you involved..."

At this moment, the little boy saw Ding Fan stepping in to help him and couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude. However, he clearly understood that the cultivator helping him, despite being at the Early Nascent Soul Stage, was not weak, yet the opponents had several cultivators at the same level, and the leading middle-aged man was at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

Obviously, the opponents not only outnumbered them but also had a higher level of cultivation compared to his benefactor. Clearly, his benefactor might be dragged into trouble because of him. For a moment, the little boy felt very upset.

At this moment, Ding Fan heard the little boy's words, but he said nothing and simply looked coldly at the few people opposite.

"A good, fearless fellow. Since you're so eager to die, I'll oblige you all!"

At this moment, the leading middle-aged man saw Ding Fan's determined expression, clearly showing he intended to meddle to the end, which filled him with rage. He yelled furiously, then launched a direct punch at Ding Fan, each punch enveloped in intense True Qi Fluctuation, clearly possessing extraordinary power.

One could imagine that if hit by such a punch, the outcome would not be favorable.

However, as the middle-aged man's fist came towards him, Ding Fan showed no intention of dodging. Instead, he instantly threw a punch which collided directly with the opponent's fist.

Upon seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel shocked. They obviously hadn't expected an Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator to face the punch of a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator without dodging, and instead retaliate with a punch—wasn't this courting death?

At this moment, the little boy saw this scene and couldn't help feeling very worried for Ding Fan. Clearly, he hadn't expected his benefactor not only not to dodge but also to match punch for punch against the opponent, which seemed overly reckless.

For a moment, the little boy couldn't help but sweat for Ding Fan, clearly very worried about him.

However, at this moment, He Qianyao saw this scene and didn't feel worried at all, as she fully understood Ding Fan's strength. The opponent, merely a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, was certainly no match for Ding Fan. Yet, He Qianyao still felt some unease, as this was Dancheng, and obviously, offending the City Lord Mansion here was not a wise choice.

But since Ding Fan already made his choice, she naturally gave him her full support. Clearly, she was forever aligned with Ding Fan.

At this moment, the few Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivators among the opponents saw their leader's punch courageously met by that young man without a flinch. It was simply courting death and made them find it slightly amusing. They estimated that the young man had a strong death wish!

Boom!

After a muffled sound, Ding Fan's figure remained as steady as a mountain, while the middle-aged man unexpectedly staggered backward several steps. Clearly, he tried his best to maintain his footing, but ultimately couldn't help but fall backward. Then, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted from the middle-aged man's mouth.

The surrounding crowd who witnessed this scene couldn't help but be dumbfounded. What exactly happened here? A Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator was beaten to spitting blood by an Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator with a single punch. This was too unbelievable!

"Damn, that was badass!"

"That kid is so badass! He punched a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator to spitting blood; how on earth did he do that?"

"It's simply incredible!"

"..."

For a moment, many in the crowd began discussing fervently, clearly astonished by Ding Fan's display, reluctant to believe that an Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could make a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator cough up blood with a single punch. Could he be even more badass?

At this moment, the little boy who saw this scene couldn't help but be extremely excited, hardly able to believe his benefactor had defeated the opponent. This was simply too unbelievable!

Clearly, the little boy was utterly amazed by Ding Fan at that moment!

The most shocked of all, however, was the middle-aged man who had been sent flying by Ding Fan's punch. In the instant their fists clashed, he clearly felt an overwhelming force surging towards him along with a profound Arctic Chill. Such power was not something he could contend with, and the Arctic Chill made his body feel extremely cold, unable to expel it in a short period.

Obviously, the middle-aged man knew that this Arctic Chill was not simple, and the opponent certainly wasn't either. Observing the other's calm demeanor, he even felt that Ding Fan had gone easy on him. Otherwise, if he had exerted full force, he might not have been standing there at all.

For a moment, the middle-aged man felt utterly shocked, unable to believe that an Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could be this formidable!