Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao c1-1294

by Flying Alone 孤单地飞

  Moreover, Ye Yuan’s martial arts talent was quite amazing, and she was likely to have a promising future.

  Ding Ping couldn’t help it—he felt incomparable pain in his heart. He sincerely liked Ye Yuan, and the other party had reciprocated his affection and been extremely gentle to him. However, since their engagement had been terminated six months ago, they had never seen each other again.

  Before, he had thought that Ye Yuan was put under house arrest by her family. It was only now that he realized that the other party’s gentleness towards him in the past had all been mere pretense.

  This cut through his heart like a knife.

  “Yeah, Brother Ping, please don’t simply call out her name as Yuanyuan is now my fiancée!” Ding Feiwen added. Seeing that Ding Ping’s face had turned pale as if he had been hit with a heavy punch, he could not help but feel gratified.

  He used to be suppressed by Ding Ping. No matter how outstanding his achievements were, when compared to Ding Ping, he would be seen as ordinary. However, he had a scheming nature; even though he hated Ding Ping, he still played the role of a younger brother in front of the other party because he valued power and influence more than arrogance and self-esteem.

  But now, Ding Ping had lost his position, while he had been chosen to replace him. Naturally, he no longer had to keep up with the pretense, and could exhibit his fervor as well as ruthlessly strike against the person who used to tread above him.

  His face pale, Ding Ping cried out, “Yuanyuan!” He genuinely liked Ye Yuan. However, the Ye Yuan in front of him now was completely irreconcilable with the person in his memory—there wasn’t any similarity in the slightest.

  There were other two youngsters behind, and they immediately jumped out and shouted at Ding Ping, “How dare you! The name of Brother Feiwen’s fiancée isn’t one you can simply call!”

  Chapter 870 - Collapsing with a Single Punch

  Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

  Ding Ping’s gaze swept across those two people—one was called Ding Yuxuan, while the other was Ding Xingwei. They used to be his own lackeys; if he had asked them to go east, they wouldn’t dare to go west. But now, each one of them was shameless and arrogant, not having any respect for him in the least.

  In truth, Ding Ping also knew that he had a crippled Spirit Base, and therefore could not have continued to hold the position of the Ding Clan’s young master. He wouldn’t have found it to be unacceptable should the clan request that he abdicate the position.

  But, the vile expressions on these people’s faces, turning against him so swiftly, caused him to feel bitterly disappointed.

  All of them belonged to the same clan—did they need to be so cold and cynical?

  “Right, I forgot to tell you a piece of good news.” Ding Feiwen laughed happily. “A few days ago, I went to the Crimson Sun Sect to become a disciple, and I have already been accepted!”

  To be labeled a sect, this illustrated that they ought to have at least obtained the backing of an elite of the Spiritual Infant Tier, yet what was the power of the Ding Clan? Only the Spiritual Ocean Tier—this was just too wide of a gap.

  Therefore, Ding Feiwen being able to join the Crimson Sun Sect was great news for the Ding Clan, no less than having one’s daughter marry into royalty and become the imperial consort. It was no wonder that the Ye Clan would act so quickly, bethrothing Ye Yuan to Ding Feiwen.

  This was truly a powerful son-in-law; what would Ding Feiwen’s cultivation level be when he came out of the Crimson Sun Sect in the future? The Spiritual Ocean Tier at the very least, possibly stepping into the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, or even… the Flower Blossom Tier!

  He would be invincible within White Water Town.

  “Brother Feiwen, you are so awesome!” Ye Yuan aptly expressed her admiration at that moment, resulting in Ding Feiwen having a great sense of satisfaction.

  Ding Ping observed all of this with his own eyes. His heart had already calmed down.

  At this moment, he suddenly let it go as he had it all figured out.

  Ye Yuan had never really loved him. She was only eyeing his position of Ding Clan’s young master and the potential that his clan had once held in high regard. Meanwhile, he himself had liked not the true Ye Yuan, but the gentleness which she had shown him under her pretense.

  This being the case, then why should he be sad? For the sake of a woman who didn’t like him in the first place… was it worthwhile?

  Why bother with these people? They were just living in a pond, without any idea of the vastness of the rivers and seas.

  … Although Ling Han did not explicitly reveal his identity, Ding Ping could guess that the position of this new master of his was indeed extremely high; no one could match the dominance expressed within his every movement.

  One only needed to refer to the method used by Ling Han previously—in just a short span of one day, it had allowed Ding Ping to be reborn, with his current strength comparable to the first layer of the Element Gathering Tier. Revealing this would surely scare his clan members to death! Furthermore, the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art would allow him to possess the true power of nine True Dragons upon perfection, which was even more amazing.

  ‘In comparison, how could the position of Ding Clan’s Young Master compare? And what of being a disciple of the Crimson Sun Sect?’

  In the midst of his thoughts, Ding Ping’s mindset suddenly changed, and his temperament matured. He was no longer angry; the other party might not have regarded him as a clansman, but he still remembered their previous relations. He said softly, “Please let me pass, I would like to go in and rest.”

  “Pu… hahaha!” Both Ding Yuxuan and Ding Xingwei burst into laughter. ‘Admitting defeat so soon? You are still Ding Clan’s young master; as long as your title hasn’t been taken away, you are still the leader of Ding Clan’s younger generation.’

  The corner of Ye Yuan’s lips also revealed a careless sneer. Fortunately, she had found out about him earlier; otherwise, wouldn’t she have regretted it for a lifetime if she had gotten married to him?

  Ding Feiwen laughed loudly. He felt it wasn’t good enough to step on this person whom he had always looked up to in the past if the latter didn’t have the slightest bit of arrogance! He separated his legs slightly, and said, “Sure, you can crawl through here below me. Afterwards, I won’t bully you anymore!”

  “Hehehe!” Ding Yuxuan and the others were snickering, and even the two guards were also blatantly gloating.

  All of them were mocking him.

  Ding Ping looked at them with indifference. He said, “Don’t block my way, otherwise… you will regret it!”

  “Oh, I would like to see how you’re going to make me regret it!” Ding Feiwen said loftily.

  Ding Ping strode forward with his fists clenched tightly.

  “If you intend to pass through forcefully, then you have really overestimated yourself!” Ding Feiwen snorted. He had awakened his Spirit Base three years ago, and presently, his cultivation level was that of the ninth layer of the Body Refining Tier. If it hadn’t been that the barrier to the first layer of the Element Gathering was too difficult to break through, he was sure that he would have already stepped over it.

  But this wouldn’t be a problem. As long as he entered the Crimson Sun Sect, the sect’s upper echelons would be able to give him pointers, and coupled with the provision of resources from the sect, the time for him to break through to the first layer of the Element Gathering Tier was definitely close at hand.

  “Move!” Ding Ping was already approaching him.

  “Are you even a match for me?” Ding Feiwen made the first move, attacking with both his palms. He knew that Ding Ping had a bizarre strength from an early age, so he shouldn’t underestimate the latter’s battle prowess which was equivalent to the fifth layer of the Body Refining Tier.

  But it was only just that. He only didn’t want to be directly hit by the other party. When it came to a re
al fight, his strength of the ninth layer of the Body Refining Tier would surely crush the other party.

  Hong!

  Ding Ping punched out, fast and heavy.

  Peng , Ding Feiwen’s palms were forcibly separated by the attack which was like a hot knife through butter as the punch slammed into his face. His muscles were suddenly undulating like water ripples, and his whole body was sent flying backwards.

  He severely smashed into the wall and rebounded. He was in so much pain that he wasn’t able to get up for a while.

  What was going on here?

  Ye Yuan, Ding Yuxuan, Ding Xingwei and the two guards were all stunned. How was this possible? That was Ding Feiwen, a person whose cultivation level was that of the ninth layer of the Body Refining Tier, the strongest person among the younger generation of the Ding Clan!

  Even though Ding Ping had a strange ability, he had already been surpassed in strength by Ding Feiwen two years ago. However, the clan had been optimistic about his potential, and therefore had allowed him to retain the position of young master.

  It was truly unexpected that Ding Feiwen would be defeated with a single punch.

  Ye Yuan rounded her beautiful eyes in amazement. Could it be that the other party had been hiding his strength all along? Otherwise, how could he have defeated Ding Feiwen with a single punch even if Ding Feiwen had been careless or had not gone all out in the attack earlier?

  Ding Ping retracted his fists and left with large strides as if nothing had happened.

  Only he himself knew how emotionally stirred up his whole being was.

  This punch… he had been enduring for half a year, and today he finally lashed out.

  Launching a punch was easy, but to bring about such an effect had been too difficult!

  ‘Master!’ Ding Ping cried out inwardly as if he was addressing a god, full of reverence.

  The attitude of his clan caused him to feel bitterly disappointed. Now, he only had one thought in mind, which was to wait for Ling Han to finish his affairs and take him away from this cold-hearted place.

  … His parents and grandparents had passed away early. Although he had two uncles, they had basically ignored him for six months now.

  “Brother Feiwen!” After waiting for Ding Ping to walk far away, Ye Yuan and the others went to help Ding Feiwen get up.

  “That bastard actually dared to launch a sneak attack on me! I am going to lodge a complaint to the clan’s elders, and have them use the clan’s rules to punish that bastard!” Ding Feiwen said through gritted teeth, his face filled with embarrassment.

  Sneak attack?

  Ding Yuxuan and Ding Xingwei promptly nodded their heads in affirmation. “That’s right! That bastard must have attacked Brother Feiwen sneakily; otherwise, how could he have defeated Brother Feiwen with a single punch!?”

  Ding Feiwen immediately glared at the two—they actually dared to mention his defeat.

  A glint flashed in Ye Yuan’s beautiful eyes—she had to go home immediately to report this matter.

  Chapter 871 - Misunderstanding

  Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

  Far away, Ling Han could not help but smile, and murmured, “Then let’s just have things become slightly livelier.”

  Through the totem, he issued a few commands.

  “Hehe, if Sea Girl knew that I was making trouble like this, she would definitely say that I, an Emperor, am ignoring my proper duties again, right?” Ling Han gazed at the skies, filled with even more longing for his family, parents, son, and beauties. Who knew how they were now.

  Back to the topic, Ding Feiwen immediately raced to complain to the elites of the clan. Naturally, in his words, Ding Ping was despicable and shameless, and had used shameful means to plot against him. He was requesting the elites of the clan to act according to the clan rules and punish Ding Ping harshly.

  This, of course, enraged the elites of the clan. This Ding Ping was really inconsiderate. Just because his status of the young master of the clan had not yet been abolished, he actually dared to look down on the rules of the clan?

  “Call Ding Ping over immediately!” one of the elites yelled, obviously extremely displeased.

  “Yes!”

  Ding Ping had just returned to his room, had a bath, and changed into a clean set of clothes—which was also his only other remaining set of clothes—and had not yet sat down firmly when he was summoned to meet the elites of the clan.

  He knew that Ding Feiwen had to have told tales. However, he had a clear conscience, and followed without hesitation.

  The two wound here and there, and very soon, arrived at the conference hall of the clan.

  This was the place where the clan would confer on important matters, and also the place where punishments or rewards would be given.

  “Greetings, Patriarch and Elders!” Ding Ping was not arrogant, and paid his greetings to all the elites in the hall, then stood somberly, his hands at rest on either side of him.

  “Ding Ping, do you know the error of your ways?” one of the elders asked.

  Ding Ping shook his head, and answered, “No!”

  “Insolence!” another elder suddenly shouted. “You employed a devious scheme to injure Ding Feiwen, and you still have no intention to reflect on your actions?”

  “In reply to Seventh Elder, I had not used any devious scheme. Instead, I had defeated him upright and frankly. If the elders do not believe me, I can fight Ding Feiwen again!” Ding Ping said.

  “Nonsense!” An elder shook his head resolutely. How could he possibly believe that Ding Ping had a chance of defeating Ding Feiwen. This naturally was the former’s deliberate duplicity of the matter.

  “There is no need to consider again. I announce that Ding Ping’s status as the first heir of the clan will be abolished from this day onwards,” the Ding Clan Patriarch said. Half a year ago, they had already considered this issue. However, when they recalled that Ding Ping’s parents and grandparents had all sacrificed themselves for the sake of the clan, they had not immediately agreed on this matter.

  But Ding Ping’s actions today had exceeded the limits tolerated by the clan, which angered them. Now, they no longer hesitated.

  Ding Ping had long expected this; this did not cause him any emotional upheaval. However, the fact that the clan only listened to Ding Feiwen’s one-sided story made him feel very wronged and angered. This was too unjust.

  “I am dissatisfied!” he called out.

  “Dissatisfied? This is not up to you to decide!” Seventh Elder said. “Do you think that you are still qualified to be in the position of the first heir of the Clan?”

  Ding Ping said, “I am not dissatisfied about that, but instead the fact that you all should not just listen to Ding Feiwen’s one-sided story.”

  “You think that we should believe that you can defeat Feiwen with your own power?” Fourth Elder could not help but burst out laughing; this was a colossal joke. Ding Ping did indeed have some brute force, but he would only be a match for an opponent in the fifth or sixth layer of the Body Refining Tier at most. How could it be that he would be able to match Ding Feiwen?

  “Why wouldn’t you believe?” Ding Ping retorted. He was still filled with youthful vigor. “Let him come, I want to have a battle with him!”

  “Insolence!” Fourth Elder reproved. “Step down quickly. Someone, give Ding Ping three hundred strikes of the staff as a warning to others!”

  “I am dissatisfied! I am dissatisfied! I am dissatisfied!” Ding Ping exclaimed, his head high. In this moment, he really wished that he had supreme power so he could suppress everyone else and force them to listen to his words.

  “It is a decision of the clan, who are you to express your dissatisfaction?” Third Elder humphed, and said, “Take him away quickly!”

  “Report!” It was at this moment that a man rushed in.

  “What caused you to be so flustered? Do you not know that we are having a clan meeting?” Third Elder
asked in displeasure.

  “In, in reply to the patriarch and all the elders, Lord City Master is here!” the servant replied.

  Shua, shua, shua . The patriarch of the Ding Clan and all the elders stood up. The lord city master was an extremely noble, highly placed figure, an existence that they could only look up to! One had to know that even the strongest elite in the Ding Clan was only in the Spiritual Ocean Tier, and what about Lord City Master? He was an elite in the Flower Blossom Tier!

  “Quick, go and receive him!” How could the patriarch of the Ding Clan still remain seated? He hurriedly led all the elders out to receive this great personage.

  What character was this lord city master? Why would he arrive personally so suddenly? Would this bring good fortune or trouble to the Ding Clan?

  They all stepped out to receive him, and saw a tall man standing at the doors of the clan residence. He looked to be only in his forties, but was exuding a frighteningly powerful aura, which almost made them feel like they were about to be blinded by his brilliance.

  For them, the Flower Blossom Tier could be considered gods. They were able to fly and flee through the ground, had a lifespan of about three hundred years, and were much, much too different from “nobodies” like them. How could they possibly be worth someone like that to personally come and pay them a visit?

  “Greetings, Lord City Master!” They all quickly knelt, incredibly respectful.

  The city master had the surname Liu, with the given name of Zhenshi. He had immediately broke into a run to rush over here right after receiving Ling Han’s sound transmission through the totem, and had not even managed to bring a single attendant with him. He laughed shortly, stretched out his arms to help them up, and said, “The Ding Clan has a great celebration, and I have especially come to offer my congratulations.”

  Great celebration? Where?

  All the members of the Ding Clan were at a loss; why were they completely clueless about this matter?

  “Could it be that you all still do not know yet? That an outstanding genius of your esteemed clan has been taken as disciple by a great figure?” Liu Zhenshi asked, smiling.