The Dao Lord's People

"Giggle..."

"Little Junior Brother, how interesting. This Senior Sister truly underestimated you."

"Again!"

"..."

Zhao Tanye let out a string of coquettish, silver-bell-like laughter. Her figure fluttered as if she were dancing, her steps rhythmic and light. In the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Ning Fan, sending another palm strike his way.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Naturally, he would not dodge!

He raised his hand in kind, meeting Zhao Tanye's strike palm-to-palm.

"Bang-"

Another muffled sound rang out. This time, Ning Fan felt that the force behind Zhao Tanye's attack was much weaker. He was actually able to catch her palm strike securely.

But Ning Fan felt no joy. Instead, suspicion clouded his mind. When things were abnormal, a demon must be at work. For Zhao Tanye to pull her punches, there had to be a scheme.

Sure enough.

A cold glint shot out from Zhao Tanye's wrist. A throwing dart, propelled by the inertia of their clashing palms, came whistling toward him.

"!!"

Ning Fan's eyes went wide, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks. He watched as the gleaming dart flew straight toward his brow.

He immediately snapped his head to the side.

The dart brushed past his temple by a hair's breadth, severing a few strands of hair while leaving a faint bloody scratch on his skin.

Too close!!

If his reaction had been half a beat slower, that dart would have sunk right between his eyebrows!!

What the hell.

Zhao Tanye's upper body barely had enough fabric to cover anything, yet a dart had actually shot out from her wrist as if by spiritual arts.

It was precisely because she had nowhere to hide a weapon that Ning Fan had lowered his guard.

Who could have guessed?

The truest form of disguise and concealment was to show everything off so boldly!?

"Giggle, Little Junior Brother certainly reacts fast."

Having missed her mark, Zhao Tanye wasn't angry in the least. Instead, she giggled playfully, though her hands showed absolutely no mercy.

Taking advantage of Ning Fan's unstable center of gravity, trapping him before he could adjust his posture.

A single kick.

She planted her foot squarely against Ning Fan's chest.

"Bang-"

The solid kick produced a heavy thud against his chest, sending his body stumbling backward.

He retreated a full dozen paces.

"..."

Having taken the kick head-on, Ning Fan's face flushed red. The breath was knocked out of him, stuck tight in his chest. It took him a full breath of time to finally smooth out his breathing.

When he looked at Zhao Tanye again, his gaze was incredibly solemn.

This woman.

Was far from simple!!!

"Senior Sister Zhao's techniques are truly extraordinary! Hurry up and throw this brat out!"

A cheer rang out from behind.

It came from the two Lingyue Peak Walking Disciples who had been sent flying by Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao just moments ago. If Yun Qingyao hadn't been watching them like a hawk...

The two would have definitely seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Ning Fan.

"..."

Zhao Tanye shot them a faint, almost imperceptible glance, and the two instantly shut their mouths.

She wasn't a disciple of Lingyue Peak and shared no ties with them. The only reason she had attacked Ning Fan in the first place was because of the Zhao clan's influence.

Back when they were outside the Sect, it made sense for her to lend them a hand.

But now...

These two had absolutely no right to person in charge her around.

"..."

Sensing the chill in Zhao Tanye's gaze, the two Lingyue Peak disciples quieted down entirely, not daring to utter another word.

"Take this!!"

Zhao Tanye closed the distance once more, thrusting another palm at Ning Fan. His breathing had not fully recovered, so he could only try to dodge.

But Zhao Tanye's footwork was ghostly and bewitching. Lotuses seemed to bloom beneath her feet as she moved like drifting smoke. She wasn't incredibly fast, yet she doggedly clung to Ning Fan's shadow, her palms as precise as if they had eyes of their own.

They pressed straight toward his body!!

"..."

Realizing he couldn't evade, Ning Fan gritted his teeth, raised his fist, and punched out to meet her palm strike.

"Bang-"

A muffled boom echoed, followed instantly by a blast of air. Knowing he was outmatched in raw power, Ning Fan pushed off the ground the exact moment their blows connected, sending himself airborne.

He allowed his body to fall backward loosely, drifting through the air for more than a dozen meters, successfully dissipating the vast majority of the impact force.

"..."

Ning Fan raised his hand, staring down at his own palm as a strange suspicion welled up in his heart.

But before he could think deeper on it...

Zhao Tanye was upon him again in a flash, her palm raised to strike.

To any outsider, Zhao Tanye's assault looked like a relentless, surging tide, rising and falling without giving Ning Fan a single moment to catch his breath.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang-"

They exchanged seven or eight blows in rapid succession. Ning Fan's figure was forced into a continuous retreat, and in the blink of an eye, the pair had vanished from the sight of Yun Qingyao and the Lingyue Peak disciples.

They fought all the way from the center of the Yin-Yang Tower straight to the outer walls.

"Bang-"

Another clash. Ning Fan skidded backward, sliding over a dozen meters until his back was pinned flat against the cold tower wall.

"Giggle, Little Junior Brother."

"..."

Seeing that Ning Fan had nowhere left to run, the corners of Zhao Tanye's lips curled into a smile. She closed in with unhurried steps, even finding the leisure to slip her fingers beneath the fabric of her top, casually adjusting the garments that had shifted during their fierce exchange.

After a few steps, she stomped heavily on the ground, leaping high into the air as she thrust a palm straight toward Ning Fan's face.

Before the palm arrived, its fierce gale struck first.

The powerful wind whipped Ning Fan's clothes and hair into a frenzy.

The might behind this palm far exceeded any of her previous attacks. He would absolutely need to unleash a martial skill to have any hope of blocking it.

"..."

Yet, as the palm wind bore down on him, Ning Fan didn't channel a single drop of spiritual power. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes, looking for all the world like a man stretching out his neck for the executioner's blade.

The next moment.

Zhao Tanye's palm blasted toward his face, only to stop exactly one inch away from his forehead.

"Whoosh-"

The instant her hand halted, the torrential winds swept violently over his body, the biting gale stinging his cheeks.

Yet, the corners of Ning Fan's mouth slowly curled upward.

"..."

Ning Fan opened his eyes. He raised his hand, gently rested his fingers against Zhao Tanye's wrist, and lightly pushed it aside, guiding her palm away from his face.

Zhao Tanye: "..."

The smile vanished from her lips, replaced by a deep, calculating stare. After a long moment of scrutiny, she reverted back to her playful demeanor.

"Little Junior Brother, you really do have some nerve."

"Aren't you afraid this Senior Sister will actually throw you out of the tower?"

"..."

The hand he had pushed aside flipped over, drifting down to his jaw. Her index finger and thumb gently pinched his chin, tilting his face slightly upward.

"Heh."

Ning Fan let her do as she pleased, using his taller stature to gaze down at her.

"If I couldn't see through Miss Zhao's intentions..."

"Then I'd simply be too stupid to live."

During their earlier exchanges, Ning Fan had realized that while Zhao Tanye was striking hard, she was deliberately holding back her true power.

It was exactly like Liu Fan before.

Her moves looked devastating, but in reality, they carried no lethal intent.

Furthermore, she had been subtly maneuvering him, pulling him toward a secluded area of the tower. With all these clues, her true identity was as clear as day.

"You're the Dao Lord's person."

"Right?"

Though phrased as a question, Ning Fan spoke the words with absolute certainty.

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