Chapter 82

Akita never imagined that his proud escape technique would be so easily seen through, and this fat man was really wicked, pretending not to see him and then launching a sudden attack.

With such a large foot, this kick seemed like it was going to break his spine.

Letting out an extremely unpleasant howl, Akita was about to swing his knife.

Before he could even draw the knife, Ding Ning's palm fiercely slapped over!

"Slap!"

An incredibly heavy slap landed on Akita's face. Ding Ning had practiced Tai Chi for many years, and his hand strength was immense. This slap made Akita see stars, and two of his molars were knocked out, his head buzzing, unable to do anything else.

"Damn little Japanese, this slap is for those dead hunters!"

After the right hand slap, the left hand immediately followed with a second slap.

This slap was even louder because Akita had lost his ability to dodge.

"This one is for my Chinese ancestors. You dare to show off your petty tricks, you can't learn our things!"

After two slaps, Akita's mouth was bleeding, his face swollen like a pig's head, and he was still struggling, trying to push away Ding Ning's foot on his waist.

"Slap!"

The third big slap sent Akita's eyeballs almost popping out of his face. Ding Ning hit him too hard.

"Ninja? You're a ninja, right? Fine, just endure it. I'll let you go after ten slaps!"

The fourth slap left Akita with almost no teeth left, his mind in a daze, feeling like his head wasn't his own. He wanted to say something but had no strength left.

The fifth slap made one of his eyeballs pop out of the corner of his eye, and blood started to flow from his seven orifices.

The sixth slap made his head tilt to one side, and he was barely breathing.

The seventh slap broke his neck, literally snapped by the slap!

The eighth slap, no reaction!

But even so, Ding Ning didn't relax and delivered the ninth slap.

Still no reaction.

Ding Ning clapped his hands, lifted his foot, and spat on Akita's corpse: "I told you, you wouldn't last ten slaps."

Dragging Akita's corpse to the hillside, he kicked it down.

Night was the time for tigers and wolves to go out hunting. The smell of this little Japanese's corpse was so strong that it would definitely be devoured.

As for the knife he carried, although it looked good, Ding Ning had no interest. Keeping it would only cause trouble later, so he buried it deep in the soil and covered it with stones.

"Another one dealt with. Although this little Japanese wasn't very skilled, if the target had been someone else, his threat would have been greater than Ron and his people. But he was just unlucky to run into me."

After Akita's death, Ding Ning felt a bit more relaxed. The feeling of being watched disappeared, and he felt temporarily safe.

He had no mood for cultivation, so Ding Ning returned to the cave and lay down to sleep soundly.

With the little fox around, this little thing was incredibly sensitive. If anything happened, he would definitely notice. Ding Ning slept very well, almost a whole day, and woke up around noon the next day.

Upon waking, he was pleasantly surprised to find that after nearly two days of absorption, the fire spirit energy from the wandering fire had all entered the more than ten small pebble bottles.

Ding Ning took the small pebbles he had prepared to seal the bottle mouths and put them in a bag he had gotten on the plane.

There were fifteen bottles in total, and one bottle was not used.

With these small bottles to distribute the fire spirit energy, its power was no longer so great. Ding Ning could take it back and slowly absorb and refine it. Once he absorbed all fifteen bottles, he would have fully mastered the power of the earth fire, which he could use for alchemy and forging.

This way, even the refinement of the Spirit Gathering Pill would no longer require ordinary fire, and the quality would be improved by one level.

Thus, this trip into the deep mountains was a complete success. Not only did he obtain the beast's blood, but he also got a little fox spirit beast, and most importantly, the earth fire, which greatly advanced his cultivation.

Leaving the cave, Ding Ning set off on his return journey.

However, he did not return to Ma Family Fort. He was just a passerby there, and there was nothing worth lingering over.

Taking a detour, Ding Ning walked directly out of the wilderness and came to the roadside.

He remembered this road; it led from Zhou Village to Water Source Town.

As long as he reached Water Source Town, he could get to the highway and take a bus back to Haibin.

But when he reached the roadside, it was already late afternoon the next day. The rural road was rarely traveled, and there was no one, let alone a car.

Ding Ning walked along the road for a long time, feeling somewhat tired, and didn't reach Water Source Town until around 10 PM.

Upon arriving, the streets were pitch black, with few houses lit up, and there was no way to find a taxi.

From Water Source Town to the highway was about thirty kilometers, and Ding Ning had no intention of walking there.

Deciding to find a hotel, Ding Ning searched around, but Water Source Town only had two hotels, both of which were fully booked.

Feeling frustrated, Ding Ning wandered the streets. He could spend days cultivating in the mountains, but he was reluctant to sleep on the street.

Just as he was troubled, a car finally came down the street.

Ding Ning didn't care about the danger and ran to the middle of the road, forcibly stopping the car.

Opening the car door, Ding Ning was surprised to find that the driver was a woman!

And a rather pretty woman, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, who was looking at him in panic.

Only when Ding Ning opened the car door did the woman say in shock, "I... don't kill me, I'll give you money."

Ding Ning felt a headache. Did he look that much like a highway robber?

"Miss, don't misunderstand. I just need to go to the highway. If you can take me, I'll pay you."

Ding Ning still had a few thousand yuan and took out five hundred, handing it to the woman.

The woman calmed down a bit and waved her hand, "No need to be so polite, it's just a ride."

Ding Ning sat in the passenger seat, and the car started, heading straight for the highway.

Perhaps seeing that Ding Ning didn't look like a bad person, the woman's courage grew. While driving, she asked Ding Ning, "Little brother, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Haibin."

"That's a coincidence. I'm visiting relatives here and have to return to Haibin tonight. I'll take you back."

"Is that convenient?" Ding Ning was a bit surprised. This woman was quite brave, driving for so long at night. Qingzhou to Haibin was about 700 kilometers, and she couldn't make it in one night.

"No problem. I'm actually a professional driver. 700 kilometers, a bit over four hours."

Seeing that Ding Ning seemed skeptical, the woman smiled and started to accelerate.

The car wasn't particularly good, a mid-range car worth about 300,000 yuan, with a top speed of 260 km/h, but under the woman's constant acceleration, it reached 190 km/h on the rural road!

The 30-kilometer rural road was quickly passed, and once on the highway, the woman's speed increased to 220 km/h!

There were very few cars on the road at night, and the feeling of the car speeding was a bit nerve-wracking for Ding Ning.

If something happened, even he, a cultivator, couldn't handle it.

The little fox came out of Ding Ning's arms, and the woman glanced at it while driving, smiling, "What a beautiful little cat. Did you dye it red?"

"Yeah, just messing around."

Ding Ning smiled and asked casually, "Is the lady from Haibin?"

"Yes, I'm from Haibin."

"Do you often come to Water Source Town?"

"Fairly often, a few times a year."

"Oh! When we pass the toll booth, could you stop for a moment? I need to use the restroom."

The woman smiled and nodded, "Sure, I'll speed up."

Ding Ning looked at the woman but didn't say anything. Instead, he quietly took out a wind control spell he had written the night before and stuck it to his waist.

After practicing last night, Ding Ning felt that this spell was very useful, so he tried to write another one, succeeding after three attempts.

Ding Ning now stuck it on because he remembered that there was no toll booth from Haibin to Water Source Town, but this woman didn't know. This was a bit strange and made him feel a bit of danger.

However, the woman showed no signs of hostility, and with both of them in the car, Ding Ning couldn't do much, so he could only quietly prepare.