The middle-aged man, Master Zhang, watched the young man still approaching the box and couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness, also finding the youth quite puzzling. Could it be that the young man didn't care about his life?

"I can't hold on any longer..."

At this moment, among the cultivators supporting the box, one of them said with a contorted face that the box was just too heavy. The few cultivators had already exerted their last bit of strength but still couldn't prevent the box from tipping over.

Crash!

At this point, everyone could no longer hold on. The box crashed down heavily, and people instinctively closed their eyes. They were well aware that once the box fell, the terrifying Yuan Beast inside would escape, and by then, they might not have much chance of survival.

Just when the dozen or so cultivators were in a state of exhausted despair, suddenly a hand steadily grabbed the box that was falling toward the ground, halting its never-ending tilt.

The dozen or so cultivators on the ground couldn't help but stare blankly at the mysterious hand, discovering that it belonged to a very youthful young man. They couldn't help but feel a wave of shock—though dozens of people hadn't stopped the descending box, it was halted by a single young man!

It was simply incredible!

At this time, the middle-aged man, Master Zhang, had already closed his eyes in utter despair, starting to pray for the terrible things that were to follow. But, after waiting for some time without hearing any movement, he couldn't help but open his eyes, discovering that the young man had lifted the box, and it had stopped moving.

Master Zhang couldn't help but feel extremely shocked. He never imagined that the young man could control the box on his own; it was simply unbelievable!

After all, the box contained a Yuan beast, not something of ordinary weight. Even dozens of Nascent Soul Period cultivators hadn't been able to stop the box from tipping over. Yet, a seemingly ordinary young man had controlled the box with just one hand. Master Zhang was so shocked he couldn't utter a word, staring dumbfoundedly at Ding Fan with his mouth agape.

"No way! He handled it with just one hand! How strong is this guy!"

"And that young man seems to have weak cultivation. How can he be so strong? It's simply unbelievable!"

"Oh my god, a once-in-a-century genius! A box that even dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't hold up was settled by that young man with just one hand. It's simply unbelievable!"

"..."

The onlookers saw Ding Fan's actions, and the previous tension in their hearts dissipated quite a bit, while they felt extremely shocked by Ding Fan. That a box which dozens of cultivators didn't control was subdued effortlessly by a young man—how could anyone not be stunned!

At this moment, the Yuan Beast inside the box felt Ding Fan's actions and couldn't help but be startled. Normally, its weight was already considerable, and importantly, it had intentionally doubled its weight using its cultivation. How did the box suddenly stop?

Immediately, a thread of anger surged in the Yuan Beast's heart, increasing its weight, with its eyes on gaining freedom. Yet, at the most critical moment, success slipped through its fingers.

Boom!

The box suddenly jolted downward, but Ding Fan held it up. Ding Fan released his Divine Vigor gradually into his hand, and then he too increased his strength, using both hands to quickly stabilize the box. However, more than half of the box's base was still outside the carriage, so Ding Fan directly lifted his foot and forcefully kicked the box.

Boom!

Ding Fan's kick was not random force, but dispersed across the entire surface of the box. Ding Fan knew that the formation in the box was already on the verge of collapse; if he struck a single point, the box might be directly burst open, and the Yuan beast naturally would be freed.

With Ding Fan's kick, the more than two-meter-high box immediately slid onto the carriage. Only then did Ding Fan let out a sigh of relief. To Ding Fan, the weight of the box was still considerable, as inside was a Seven Star Elemental Beast, equivalent to the strength of a Dividing Spirit Stage cultivator.

Moreover, a Yuan beast's power was originally much greater than that of a cultivator, which was one of the advantages of Yuan beasts. Ding Fan believed that if a formation hadn't sealed a large portion of the Yuan Beast's power inside the box, he wouldn't have handled things so easily.

At this moment, the middle-aged man Master Zhang saw Ding Fan's actions and was utterly stunned. Clearly, he had not expected the young man, not only to right the formation box, but also to nonchalantly kick it back onto the carriage.

He's simply a Divine Being!

The middle-aged man, originally gaping with a face full of shock, felt his eyes were about to pop out. He felt incredibly astounded by Ding Fan's actions. It was truly unbelievable that in this Cultivation World, there was someone so impressive! And so young!

"Oh my! This is a bit too incredible! This young man is simply not human!"

"Beyond imagination! That heavy box was kicked away with just a casual kick—unbelievable..."

"Rare..."

"..."

The onlookers were utterly stunned upon witnessing this scene. It was simply too unbelievable! Who would dare believe that a box, which dozens of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators couldn't stop from falling, was not only controlled by a young man single-handedly but even kicked back onto the carriage!

He's simply incredible!

Instantly, the onlookers looked at Ding Fan with eyes full of admiration. Some young girls, seeing Ding Fan's demeanor, couldn't help but have their hearts flutter. They took a deep look at Ding Fan and then lowered their heads once more, lost in their thoughts...

At this moment, the Seven Star Elemental Beast inside the box sensed what was happening. It was clear it was back in the carriage, feeling quite sorrowful and puzzled. It couldn't understand how, when it was just on the verge of achieving freedom, it had returned to the carriage in such a short time.

After a while, Master Zhang, the middle-aged man, noticed that Ding Fan was about to leave. He quickly realized and jogged over to Ding Fan, tightly grasping Ding Fan's hand, and gratefully said to him:

"Thank you, young hero, thank you. If it weren't for your intervention, this place might have already turned into a disaster..."

Ding Fan observed the sincere expression of gratitude on the other person's face, smiled gently, and said calmly:

"It's nothing. By the way, I want to enter this mansion, can you help me?"

Ding Fan had previously noticed that the soldiers guarding the mansion's entrance seemed very respectful to the man, so he sought the man's help.

"No problem, I will take you into the mansion right away!"

The middle-aged man immediately agreed when he heard Ding Fan's request. The young man had helped him greatly, and just wanted to enter the mansion, which was a trivial matter for him, so he naturally didn't refuse.

Soon, the middle-aged man walked in front, with Ding Fan following behind, as the two headed towards the mansion's entrance. At that time, only the captain of the gatekeeping soldiers remained at the mansion entrance. He had naturally seen Ding Fan's previous actions and was extremely shocked, feeling very fearful of Ding Fan's power.

The box that even a dozen Nascent Soul Period Cultivators couldn't move, Ding Fan had kicked it back with one hit, indicating how tremendous Ding Fan's strength was!

But at that moment, when the captain saw Ding Fan and the middle-aged man's arrival, he still blocked them as per protocol but said to Ding Fan:

"Please show the Mansion Card."

Although the captain was shocked by Ding Fan and even had some admiration for him in his heart, he couldn't break the rules due to his duties.

Ding Fan hesitated for a moment as the middle-aged man quickly said to the captain with a stern expression:

"He's my friend now; why do you still need a Mansion Card? If it weren't for him controlling that box just now, the powerful Yuan Beast inside would have already emerged. Would you still be standing here safely? Move aside!"

"But, to enter the mansion, a Mansion Card is required..."

The captain looked at the other party while trying to stop them, speaking somewhat awkwardly.

"But what do you mean! I am an official in the court. Even your general wouldn't dare to stop me!"

The middle-aged man directly pushed away the captain's arm, taking Ding Fan inside with him.

"This..."

The captain was left embarrassed upon seeing this. Since the middle-aged man was indeed an official, he naturally couldn't stop him. However, despite the young man's formidable strength, without a Mansion Card, he shouldn't be allowed inside the mansion. The captain felt very conflicted at that moment. He finally decided that if anything went wrong, he would shift the responsibility onto Master Zhang...

The middle-aged man led Ding Fan into the mansion. After walking a while without any movement from the soldiers outside, they stopped. The middle-aged man, still grateful, said to Ding Fan:

"Young hero, I'll leave you here. Thank you again for your help. On behalf of all the residents of Panyang Town, I thank you!"

"No need, let's call it even. You may go now." Ding Fan said calmly.

After speaking, Ding Fan headed towards the mansion's upper floors. As soon as he entered the mansion, he used his Divine Sense to locate the middle-aged man who bought the Immortal Sect Master's daughter. Ding Fan's figure soon disappeared from Master Zhang's sight, leaving Master Zhang to reflect. Despite the great help provided to him, the young man seemed indifferent and even claimed they were even?

Could this really be considered settled? Allowing him into the mansion was hardly a big deal!

"He must be a master in disguise."

Eventually, the middle-aged man sighed with emotion before also proceeding into the mansion.

...

In a room within the mansion, a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious attire, yet quite burly, was swiftly playing with two exquisite antique walnuts in his hands. With a heavy expression, he had his back to another even more robust man, speaking somewhat viciously:

"Do you know what I've summoned you here for?"

"Yes, master! You must want to kill that young man who ignorantly contests for Qing Mei with you!" The burly man's veins protruded as he spoke, appearing intimidating.

The splendidly dressed middle-aged man's moving walnuts abruptly stopped when he heard this. He turned sharply, recalling the young man competing for Qing Mei, and spoke with intense resentment and malice:

"I must teach that brat a lesson, but there's someone even more important we need to deal with before that!"