‘What!?’
Everyone of the Ding Clan was stunned. Someone who could be called a great figure by the lord city master… how highly placed and noble was a person like that? Spiritual Infant Tier? That was right, wasn’t Ding Feiwen just taken as disciple by the Crimson Sun Sect?
This damn brat, he had obviously been taken as disciple by an elite of the Spiritual Infant Tier, yet merely said that he had become a disciple of the Crimson Sun Sect.
Really, how could he be so modest? At times when he should be proud, he really should be proud.
The members of the Ding Clan all thought that they had understood, and all of them smiled in pleasure. Zeze , even the lord city master came over personally to offer congratulations. The Ding Clan was going to become great and soar high.
“Quick, go and summon Feiwen here,” the patriarch of the Ding Clan hurriedly said.
In a short while, Ding Feiwen had arrived. However, because he had suffered a punch from Ding Ping, there was a black circle around the side of his eye, which caused his image to greatly drop. This sight caused the muscles on Liu Zhenshi’s cheek to twitch; a disciple taken by that Lord… why would he have such conduct?
However, because the Ding Clan had gladly invited this person out, he naturally held no doubts, and quickly said smilingly, “Young Master Ding, congratulations. To be taken as disciple by that Lord, please take care of me in future.”
Ding Feiwen was baffled. The elders of the clan were pandering too much, and even the noble lord city master lowered his own status, treating him like some important figure.
What was going on?
He had indeed entered the Crimson Sun Sect, but had not been favored by any great figure! Could it be that there was an amazing turn of events in the script?
Chapter 872 - My Master, Ling Han
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All the important people of the clan were offering their congratulations, and so was the lord city master, which caused Ding Feiwen to become so smug and conceited that he was practically about to forget his own name.
That should be the case, right? He had gained the favor of some major figure of the Crimson Sun Sect, and had been taken as disciple, just that he had yet to get the news.
‘Hoho, that must be it!
‘F*ck, Ding Ping, that bastard, actually dared to give me a punch. I’m definitely going to make him pay dearly for it this time!’
“Lord City Master, this way, please!” the patriarch of the Ding Clan hurriedly said. This was no place for conversation.
“Please!”
“Please!”
They all moved to the main hall, and sat in the respective seats for hosts and guests. Because Liu Zhenshi’s status was much too high, they still felt ill at ease even though he had been offered the high seat of the host, fearing that they would have treated this noble guest too lightly.
“Lord Patriarch, Elders!” Ding Feiwen smirked as he looked at Ding Ping. “How do you plan on dealing with this person?”
“We have already come to a decision. We shall abolish his status as the first heir of the clan, and will give him a harsh punishment with three hundred heavy strikes of the staff!” the patriarch of the Ding Clan said. Although Ding Feiwen’s tone had suddenly become lofty and proud, which caused him slight displeasure, when he recalled that even the lord city master humbled himself, what right did he have to complain?
“Such a light punishment?” Ding Feiwen’s self-satisfaction was close to exploding. Even the lord city master acted like he would do anything as long as there was a word from him, so what need was there for him to continue to take the elites of the clan to heart?
‘I am an actual True Disciple of the Crimson Sun Sect!’
However arrogant, however tyrannical he acted, it would be accepted as natural.
“Then, according to Feiwen, how should we deal with him?” the patriarch of the Ding Clan asked, slightly displeased, though he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction. He was certain that if he dared to present a poor attitude to Ding Feiwen, Liu Zhenshi would dare move against him.
Lord City Master was an elite of Flower Blossom Tier, what would he dare not do?
“Cripple both his arms!” Ding Feiwen declared icily. He actually dared beat him, so how could he vent his anger without crippling Ding Ping’s arms?
“Report!” Right at this moment, another servant entered, knelt, and announced, “The patriarch of the Ye Clan seeks an audience!”
Ye Clan?
“Yuanyuan is here?” Ding Feiwen could not help but break into a grin. “Let them in!” Ye Yuan had come just on time—she could clearly see how impressive and amazing he was now. Furthermore, with Ye Yuan watching from the side, this would give Ding Ping the greatest blow.
That servant would naturally not obey Ding Feiwen’s command, and immediately turned to look at the patriarch of the Ding Clan.
The patriarch of the Ding Clan was even more displeased; who was calling the shots in the Ding Clan now? Even if you, Ding Feiwen, would be a great elite in the future, that was only something that would happen in the future. His expression black, he humphed before commanding, “Invite them in!”
In a short while, the servant led three people in, two men and a woman. The two men were the patriarch and the first elder of the Ye Clan, whereas the woman was naturally Ye Yuan.
“Yuanyuan, you’re here!” Ding Feiwen said, smiling. He was completely acting like he was the patriarch of the Ding Clan, and said, “Come, let me introduce to you, this is the city master, Lord Liu!”
‘City Master!’
The three members of the Ye Clan all looked stunned. Lord City Master? What noble, prestigious person was that? But looking at the attitude of Ding Feiwen, he seemed capable of being on equal stand with the lord city master.
That was too awesome, wasn’t it?
“Brother Feiwen, why has Lord City Master come?” Ye Yuan asked in a whisper.
Ding Feiwen was feeling particularly pleased with himself, and said, “I have been taken as True Disciple by a great figure of the Crimson Sun Sect, and thus, even Lord City Master himself has personally come to offer his congratulations!” He deliberately leaned close to Ye Yuan and lowered his voice as if putting up a pretense of profound mystery.
The Ye Clan naturally knew that the lord city master had come, and thus the patriarch and first elder had come personally, wanting to get to the bottom of this matter.
Even so, Ye Yuan was still stunned, and said, “Then, I truly congratulate you, Brother Fei Wen!” When she saw Ding Ping’s punch previously, she had thought that this might be related to him, but now, she had completely tossed this idea aside.
Now that she thought about it, it was funny. That person had a crippled Spirit Base, and his achievements in this lifetime were already destined.
Ding Feiwen was feeling particularly pleased. He looked coldly at Ding Ping, and said, “Come, take him away quickly and break his arms!” He had directly exceeded his authority, acting like he was the patriarch.
“Report…!” It was really lively today; again, a servant had entered, “Informing Patriarch, the sect master of the Crimson Sun Sect has come to visit.” Even his voice was trembling. The sect master of the Crimson Sun Sect, what great elite was that? He was a few hundred times stronger than even the lord city master!
The elites of the Ding Clan all looked at each other, slightly confused.
Even if Ding Feiwen had been taken in as disciple by that great elite of the Spiritual Infant Tier from the Crimson Sun Sect, there was still no need for the sect master himself to make a personal visit, right?
What was going on here?
‘So Lord Jie has also gotten the news.’ Only Liu Zhenshi understood. That great lord had taken in a disciple, so putting aside the personal visit of the sect master of the Crimson Sun Sect, even if even more powerful figures came, that would not be the slightest bit strange.
However, he
was a bit confused. This Ding Feiwen, at best, could only be called talented; furthermore, his temperament was really not all too impressive. Why would he have been chosen by that great lord?
But Ling Han had clearly said that he was to go to the Ding Clan to offer his congratulations; could it be that the members of the Ding Clan had made some kind of mistake here?
Everyone hurriedly went out to receive the other newcomer. The sect master of the Crimson Sun Sect had the surname of Jie, with the given name of Wu. He had a long-established reputation, and was the greatest elite in this area. When one mentioned this lord, everyone would be filled with heartfelt reverence.
“Greetings, Lord Jie!” Everyone knelt and paid their greetings to this great elite.
Jie Wu raised his hands with a smile, and asked, “Who is the disciple of that lord?”
Hearing his words, the members of the Ding Clan were all at a loss, and practically at the same time, they asked, “What lord?”
They had all thought that Ding Feiwen had been taken as disciple by some great elite of the Crimson Sun Sect, which was why Liu Zhenshi had come to offer his congratulations, but now that Jie Wu had come, there seemed to be something strange going on here, what more when the latter had even used an astonishing form of address: that lord!
Hiss, that lord!
Even Jie Wu had to address him as lord, so what kind of person would that be?
The members of the Ding Clan were all trembling. Things… were becoming strange, and did not seem to be as they had imagined!
Ding Ping suddenly opened his mouth, and asked, “May I ask, is that lord’s surname Ling?”
“Silence, what right do you have to speak here?” Seventh Elder immediately rebuked him. Couldn’t he see that they were feeling troubled here?
Yet Jie Wu and Liu Zhenshi both raised their brows at the same time, turned to look at Ding Ping, nodded, and replied, “Precisely!”
‘Sh*t, what’s this situation?’
None of them were idiots, and a guess appeared inside their hearts. Furthermore, this guess caused great emotional waves inside their hearts.
“My master’s surname is Ling, and his given name is Han,” Ding Ping said. He was finally certain that these two people had come for his sake—strictly speaking, they had come for Ling Han.
“Greetings, Young Master!” Jie Wu and Liu Zhenshi both went down on bent knee, their expressions respectful.
‘What!?’
All the members of the Ding Clan were so stunned there was a shiver running up their spines. That was the lord city master, and there was another person who was even the sect master of the Crimson Sun Sect. These two, in their eyes, were gods—beings that could bear the weight even if the sky collapsed!
But, these two people actually now half-knelt in front of Ding Ping to pay their respects, and called him young master.
Heavens, what kind of f*cking good fortune had hit Ding Ping that he had taken some great lord as his master?
Pa , Ding Feiwen meanwhile slumped down onto the ground, his face ashen.
Chapter 873 - The Harder You Fall
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Ding Feiwen experienced a full-body shiver; how could this be!? How was this possible!?
Wasn’t Ding Ping just a piece of trash that only had some brute strength? On what basis did he manage to obtain the favor of a figure so lofty that even such ultimate elites like Jie Wu would have to kneel down to pay their respects to!?
Even Jie Wu was so, so what was a mere disciple of the Crimson Sun Sect worth?
“Ling Han? Yi, this name seems kind of familiar!” someone mumbled.
“That’s right; feels like I heard it before somewhere.”
“Should be an elite, right?”
“Of course, if he’s not an elite, why would Lord Jie show such great respect?”
Everyone was discussing in low voice. This scene was really too shocking, and also spurred much curiosity amongst the spectators. Who on earth was this Ling Han?
Jie Wu stood, humphed, and said, “Insolence, to dare to rashly discuss the emperor, do you all want to die?”
All of a sudden, complete silence descended!
The emperor!
That was right, didn’t the current emperor precisely have the surname of Ling with the given name of Han?
When one spoke of this emperor, who would not willingly proclaim their submission? He was the one who had united the middle state and the four regions, and had even absorbed the four seas into his territory—he was the first in all of history!
Ding Ping… had actually been taken under the wing of the emperor!
‘F***!’
Ye Yuan’s beautiful eyes immediately shone. This was a real wealthy husband; if she could marry Ding Ping, how high would the status she could attain be? Did you not see how even Jie Wu wanted to kneel to pay his respects?
Putting aside the others, even Ding Ping had a scare. He had only guessed that Ling Han had to have a formidable background, but no matter what, he would not have guessed that the latter was the emperor of the Great Ling Empire! This was too unimaginable.
… The greatest person in this world actually came to a small place like theirs here?
“You may dispense with the courtesies, sirs.” Ding Ping kept up an appearance of being unperturbed as he thought he definitely could not allow his master’s name to be tarnished.
“Thank you, Young Master!” Jie Wu and Liu Zhenshi both replied respectfully. Although they could not see what was special about Ding Ping, merely in terms of conduct, Ding Ping was better than Ding Feiwen by who knew how many times. Indeed, this was the real one they sought.
The other members of the Ding Clan finally came to realize that Ding Ping this time had really become so impressive and awesome that his awesomeness level had spiked sky high!
‘Quick, quick, quick, we have to quickly amend the mistakes we made earlier as soon as possible!’
“Ding Feiwen, do you know your crime?” the patriarch of the Ding Clan immediately shouted, and looked darkly at Ding Feiwen. This brat actually dared to boss him around just now; if you really were the disciple of a great elite of the Crimson Sun Sect, he would force down his anger, but now?
‘F***, just wait obediently to be dealt with!’
Ding Feiwen knelt down with a pa ; he also knew that he was horribly harmed by this misunderstanding! Who would have imagined that Ding Ping was actually so awesome to be able to take Ling Han as his master? This was what had caused everyone to misunderstand and raise him to a very high pedestal, but the f******* higher he was raised, the harder he would fall!
Oh no, oh no, he was really done for this time.
“I… I… Spare me, Lord Patriarch!” He was already crying. He could feel darkness envelop his vision. Whom had he offended? The disciple of the emperor, a person that even Jie Wu had to kneel down to pay respects to!
“Ding Ping, what do you think should be done?” the patriarch of the Ding Clan asked Ding Ping quickly, his face all smiles.
As the saying went, “when a man achieves the Dao, his poultry and dogs rise to Heaven as well” [1. An idiom, it means once a man gets an important position, all his cronies would be raised to high positions as well.]. With Ding Ping as their signboard, wouldn’t they all be able to move unhindered in this Great Ling Empire?
Ding Ping was neither arrogant nor impatient, and said, “Just deal with him as he should be dealt with in accordance with the rules of the clan.” His horizons had, in that instant, been expanded further than ever before, disdaining to even bother with Ding Feiwen. However, his disdain did not mean that he would let Ding Feiwen get off scot-free.
This person was petty and hateful, using public office to avenge private resentments; there was naturally a need to punish him.
The patriarch of the Ding Clan felt the matter was a little difficult to handle; weren’t the rules of the clan also decided by people? So, should he make the punishm
ent lighter, or heavier? Err, he had better make the punishment heavier. Even saints had a temper, and Ding Feiwen had previously treated Ding Ping like that… any other person wouldn’t be able to tolerate it, right?
Moreover, he was still angry himself!
“Take him away first, and imprison him in the dungeons to be dealt with later!”
“Yes, Lord Patriarch!”
Ding Feiwen screamed, hurriedly begging for mercy from Ding Ping. “Brother Ping, save me! On the basis of our previous friendship, I beg you to save me, I will definitely work extremely hard for you in the future!”
The members of the Ding Clan were all disdainful; how could there be something as good as that?
To work extremely hard for the disciple of the nation’s leader, that would be a hundredfold nobler and better than even the likes of Jie Wu’s status as sect leader, right? And he called that mercy? That was too shameless!
Ding Ping was naturally unperturbed. He had already seen through the true character of this vile person.
Ding Feiwen cried out and begged for mercy, but no one paid him any heed. He was dragged out, his cries becoming softer and softer till they could no longer be heard.
“Big Brother Ping!” Ye Yuan walked over, her beautiful eyes filled with adoration.
Ding Ping merely cast a look at her, his heart filled with an indescribable serenity.
In the past, he’d only needed to look at this woman and he would feel heartfelt happiness, becoming excited. But from the moment he had seen through her real character, his first love had completely ended, leaving behind only bitter memories.
In a mere day’s time, he had experienced all the ups and downs of life, which also caused him to rapidly mature.
He paid her no heed, and merely said to Jie Wu and Liu Zhenshi, “Many thanks to both of you for coming to visit me, milords. I am grateful!” If they had not done so, he would not have been able to avoid the punishment of three hundred strikes of the staff.
“Hehe, it is what we should do,” Jie Wu and Liu Zhenshi both replied humbly. Although Ding Ping’s current ability was incredibly weak, since he could be taken as disciple by Ling Han, they believed that he would definitely become an elite that could shake the whole world in future.
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