Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City
Chapter 169: Mental Attack

Chapter 169: Chapter 169: Mental Attack

The beautiful woman was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Chen Fan said, "You’ve encountered life and death crises twice in such a short period of time. Do you know how small the probability of that is?"

The beautiful woman looked stunned, and then a trace of fear appeared on her face.

Only at this moment did she realize that if it weren’t for the man before her lending his assistance, she would have already died twice.

This kind of situation was indeed very rare.

"I... I have never experienced something like this before, it only happened yesterday evening and today," the beautiful woman replied.

Chen Fan thought for a moment, released his Divine Sense, enveloped the beautiful woman, and observed her from head to toe.

Before long, he found something unusual inside the woman’s undergarment.

Chen Fan’s expression turned weird, "How am I supposed to check that unusual spot?"

The beautiful woman, seeing Chen Fan’s manner, asked with confusion, "What’s wrong?"

Chen Fan cleared his throat twice, "Well, let’s settle the child first. I think I know why you’ve been so unlucky, but we need to go to a secluded place to verify it."

The beautiful woman said, "I’ve already contacted people from my company; they should be here any moment."

Before long, a car pulled up in front of the two, and the beautiful woman placed the child inside, gave some instructions, and then closed the car door.

She looked at Chen Fan, "Where do we go now?"

Chen Fan glanced around and spotted a hidden alley not far away, so he headed towards it, "Follow me."

Once the two were in the alley and Chen Fan made sure there was no one around, he said quite awkwardly, "Sister, that... Can I ask when you bought your undergarments?"

The beautiful woman was startled, and then her face flushed, "Yesterday."

Chen Fan nodded, "That would explain it."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Could you... take it off?"

The beautiful woman’s eyes widened, "You, you, you... What do you mean?"

Chen Fan quickly explained, "Sister, don’t get me wrong. The reason you’ve been so unlucky is because of this undergarment. I have no other intentions; I just want to confirm it. You should be able to take it off over your clothes, right?"

The beautiful woman looked at Chen Fan skeptically, thinking this guy didn’t seem like a pervert, and he had even saved her life twice, so she decided to trust him this one time.

So she removed her undergarment through her clothing, pulled it out through the neckline, and handed it over to Chen Fan with a flushed face, "Here you go."

Chen Fan took it, detected a faint scent, and then pulled out a rolled-up piece of paper.

He unfolded the paper to reveal complex symbols drawn in blood.

The beautiful woman’s eyes widened, "What is this?"

"Curse of Bad Luck," Chen Fan said. "Your two brushes with death were caused by this. It seems someone is intentionally trying to harm you."

Then he flicked it lightly, and the Curse of Bad Luck started burning, turning into ash.

The beautiful woman frowned, "Who would be so vicious to use such a method against me?"

Chen Fan shrugged his shoulders, "I don’t know about that."

He thought that this beautiful woman must have done many good deeds and accumulated blessings, which is why she encountered him, who had happened to come along when someone was trying to harm her, allowing her to escape calamity.

The beautiful woman put aside who might be trying to harm her for the moment and showed Chen Fan a grateful smile, "Regardless, thank you. I don’t even know your name yet?"

"Chen Fan."

The beautiful woman nodded, took out a business card, and handed it to him, "My name is Mo Wanting, feel free to call me if you ever need anything."

Chen Fan took the business card and raised an eyebrow when he saw "Chairman of Baiyun Education Group" written on it.

He had heard of the Baiyun Education Group, which was said to be the best private educational institution in the Provincial City, owning many aristocratic schools. Wealthy families would do anything to get their children enrolled there.

"I didn’t expect someone who runs aristocratic schools would also operate a charity school. It seems this sister has quite the vision," Chen Fan mumbled to himself.

He pocketed the business card and handed the underwear back to Mo Wanting, "Sister Wanting, here’s yours."

Mo Wanting blushed, "Just throw it away."

Chen Fan was startled, "You’re not wearing it?"

Mo Wanting gave Chen Fan a reproachful glance, "Do you expect me to put it on right here?"

Chen Fan laughed awkwardly, "Then... I’ll throw it away for you."

He then threw the underwear in a nearby trash bin and unconsciously glanced over Mo Wanting’s chest.

"The Curse of Bad Luck has been destroyed by me, let’s head out," Chen Fan said.

He had just turned around when he noticed a figure that had appeared at the entrance of the alley without his knowledge.

It was a gaunt man with a face full of wrinkles, who looked somewhat eerie.

"To have discovered my Curse of Bad Luck, your Dao Practice must be considerable," the man said coldly, staring at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan sized up the man, "Who are you?"

The man’s face showed arrogance, "Lingnan’s Huang Xing. They all call me the Master of Mind Control."

Chen Fan sensed the aura emanating from the man, "A Two Revolutions Cultivator? Do you know Cang Yun?"

Huang Xing was slightly taken aback, "I didn’t expect you to actually know the Shen Family’s patron. But don’t think that by dropping Cang Yun’s name, you can escape your fate. This is Jiangbei, the Shen Family can’t reach here!"

Chen Fan curled his lip, "Who sent you?"

Huang Xing spoke indifferently, "You don’t need to worry about that. I’m paid to do a job. My target is that woman. Since you’ve broken my Curse of Bad Luck, I’ll have to take care of you too today!"

Chen Fan burst into laughter, "You’re merely a Two Revolutions True Person. Cang Yun himself was bested by me. Do you think you have the capability to deal with me?"

The color drained from Huang Xing’s face, clearly frightened.

However, he quickly sneered disdainfully, "Boy, do you think such talk will scare me? And let me tell you explicitly, I’m not a common cultivator. I specialize in psychic attacks, which are very rare among cultivators. Even facing Cang Yun, I can make him suffer immensely!"

Without hesitation, Huang Xing started Seal Forming, and an invisible wave of energy immediately enveloped Chen Fan and Mo Wanting.

Mo Wanting instantly turned pale, clutching her head and collapsing in pain on the ground, curled up.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, was unaffected.

He felt the energy surrounding him and discovered it was somewhat similar to the force of a spiritual soul, but it was leagues inferior in quality.

"This must be a rudimentary version of the spiritual soul’s power. I didn’t expect a cultivator could use such a power to attack people. Interesting."

Chen Fan released his Divine Sense to dissolve the psychic attack on Mo Wanting. Lying on the ground, she took deep breaths, evidently having suffered greatly.

"Ordinary cultivators don’t have the means to protect their spirits. His psychic attack indeed can catch people off guard, and even those with greater Dao Practice could easily fall victim to it."

"Too bad I have already condensed my spiritual soul. His attacks are nothing but child’s play to me."

Huang Xing saw Chen Fan standing still, unaffected, and was full of surprise, "You... why are you not reacting at all?"

Chen Fan grinned, "Your psychic attack is too weak. I barely felt it. Now, let me show you what a real psychic attack is!"

No sooner had he spoken than Chen Fan’s Divine Sense swept out towards Huang Xing in a shocking wave.