A Good Romance
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It was normal that he was hungry.
The source of energy for body cultivators was the food they ate. Ding Ping hadn't eaten for a day and night, and now that he started body cultivation, he was obviously hungry immediately.
Ling Han laughed, and said, "Let's eat first."
He took out the ingredients from the Black Tower and cooked them. Very soon, a fragrant aroma filled the air, causing Ding Ping to salivate uncontrollably. After he took a bite, he couldn't stop.
Seeing him eat piece after piece of meat with relish, Ling Han couldn't help but think of Hu Niu. He wondered if this little girl was doing well in the realm of immortals. She probably ate a lot of meat, right?
When he saw Hu Niu again, she probably wouldn't be a little girl anymore, but a slender and elegant young lady.
A girl changes eighteen times between womanhood and womanhood. Would the little girl not like him, this "uncle"?
Ling Han was lost in thought. After a while, he started eating. He was about to split open the sky, and as long as he entered the realm of immortals, he would be with his family under the same starry sky, and there would be a day when they would reunite.
Ding Ping was a bit surprised that Master would be distracted when eating such delicious food.
As expected of Master, he probably ate too much and got tired of it.
After eating, Ding Ping only felt that his whole body was full of strength. He then started to practice the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art. After a simple round of practice, he went to lift the stone again, and shockingly discovered that his strength had actually increased by more than ten times.
It was only for a day.
Moreover, many of the improvements weren't as simple as strength. For example, the toughness of the skin and bones couldn't be seen from the outside.
Ling Han nodded, and said, "You now have about the strength of the third layer of Body Refining Tier, but the structure of your bones is very strange, allowing your strength to explode a hundredfold. Thus, your explosive strength is comparable to the first layer of Poly.
"Go, go home and rest well. In the future, come back every afternoon. When it's time to leave, Master will naturally take you away."
Ding Ping's expression was respectful, and he bowed, saying, "Yes, Master."
He was full of joy. He had thought that he had become a cripple, but he never thought that he would now open another door.
Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art, after mastering it, one would possess the power of nine dragons. What kind of mighty power was that?
He couldn't wait to return to his family and see those people's faces. As for Ling Han, he was naturally filled with reverence. After just a day of interaction, he realized that his master's strength was beyond his imagination.
Ling Han stayed by the river, waiting for Corpse Boss to appear again. A wisp of his divine sense, through the totem, had a panoramic view of every corner of the small town.
He wanted to test Ding Ping's temperament.
Talent and perseverance only meant that Ding Ping had the potential to become a powerhouse. However, this powerhouse could be a good person or a bad person. Ling Han did not want to personally nurture a great devil. Hence, asking Ding Ping to return this time was a test of his temperament.
Would he be able to protect his heart if his strength suddenly increased and he became a genius again?
Ding Ping returned to the town, went to the Ding Clan, and walked in openly.
"Eldest Young Master." The two guards at the door greeted him, but they were all laughing and joking without any respect.
Everyone knew that Ding Ping had finally awakened his Spirit Base half a year ago, but it was a Trash Spirit Base, and he could not cultivate at all. In this day and age, what was the use of just having great strength?
The elders of the family had already discussed this for a long time. The result would be out in a few days, and Ding Ping's status as the number one successor would be abolished. There were so many members of the younger generation of the Ding Clan, and a phoenix without feathers was no better than a chicken. Was there still a need for reverence?
Ding Ping swept his gaze over, snorted, and said, "What kind of attitude is this?"
"What kind of attitude?" one of the guards said in a strange voice. "Eldest Young Master Ding, what kind of attitude do you want us to use? In a few days, your status will be lower than even that of a servant. So, take advantage of these few days and enjoy your last glory, Eldest Young Master Ding!"
"How dare you!" Ding Ping raised his hand, and pa, slapped him across the face.
That guard was only in the Refinement Tier, so how could he block or dodge? He was instantly slapped solidly. He covered his face with one hand, pointed at Ding Ping, and said, "You dare to hit me?"
"Can't I? As long as I, Ding Ping, am the young master of the Ding Clan, I can teach you how to be a servant!" Ding Ping said coldly.
"Hehe, Clan Brother Ping is so impressive!" Just at this moment, a youth walked out of the manor.
"Ding Feiwen!" Ding Ping's gaze swept over him, and his eyes instantly spat fire.
Half a year ago, this clan brother of his had still been calling him Brother Ping, walking around him to and fro, and flattering him. But once he discovered that Ding Ping had a crippled Spirit Base, his attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn. Not only did he completely lose respect for Ding Ping, he even slandered him in every possible way.
He was a complete despicable person.
"Hahaha!" Ding Feiwen laughed loudly. He was not alone, as there was a beauty beside him. She was only 14 or 15 years old, and her figure had already developed considerably well. She had very obvious curves, and was very alluring.
"Yuan Yuan!" When Ding Ping saw her, he could not help but call out.
That little beauty's expression was cold, and she said, "Eldest Young Master Ding, our engagement has already been annulled. Please do not call me so intimately, it will cause misunderstandings!" Her name was Ye Yuan, and she had once been Ding Ping's fiancée. However, when they found out that Ding Ping had a crippled Spirit Base half a year ago, the Ye Clan had annulled the engagement immediately.
What a joke. Though the Ye Clan was not as powerful as the Ding Clan, it was still impossible for them to betroth the pearl of their clan to a good-for-nothing.
Furthermore, Ye Yuan's talent in Martial Art was rather astonishing, and she would have great achievements in the future.
Ding Ping could not help but feel an extreme pain in his heart. He indeed truly liked Ye Yuan, and she had always been affectionate and extremely gentle towards him. However, ever since the engagement had been annulled half a year ago, he had not seen her again.
Previously, he had only thought that Ye Yuan had been placed under house arrest by her clan, but only now did he realize that her previous gentleness towards him had all been an act.
This made him feel as if a knife had pierced his heart.
"That's right, Clan Brother Ping, don't call her that. Now, Yuan Yuan is my fiancée," Ding Feiwen continued. Ding Ping felt as if he had been heavily punched in the face, and his face turned pale. He could not help but feel extremely pleased with himself.
In the past, he had always been suppressed by Ding Ping. No matter how outstanding his performance was, he seemed to pale in comparison to Ding Ping. However, he was very scheming. Even though he hated Ding Ping to the core, he still played the role of a lackey in front of the latter. This was because, compared to pride and self-respect, he valued power more.
However, now that Ding Ping had lost power, and he had replaced his position, there was naturally no need for him to pretend anymore. He could fully display his arrogance and ruthlessly strike down this person who had once stepped on his head.
"Yuan Yuan!" Ding Ping called out with a pale face. He really liked Ye Yuan, but now, the Ye Yuan in front of him was completely unable to overlap with the person in his mind. There was no longer any commonality between them.
"How dare you! Is the name of Brother Feiwen's fiancée someone you can call out?" There were still two youngsters behind him, and they immediately jumped out and shouted at Ding Ping.
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