Ding Ling had no idea what Linghu Chong was thinking.
But even if he knew, he wouldnât care much.
If he got on his nerves,
heâd slap him to death.
Clean and tidy!
He didnât kill him on the spot for two reasons: firstly, he felt shedding blood as a guest was inappropriate;
secondly, since Linghu Chong could possibly be an inheritor of the Dugu Nine Swords, if he killed Linghu Chong, and players spread the news, once Feng Qingyang found out, it would create a rift, and he wouldnât pass on the Dugu Nine Swords to him, wouldnât that be troublesome?
Thirdly, he originally wanted to see whether Linghu Chong indeed knew the Dugu Nine Swords, and if he did, provoking Linghu Chong and gambling with Dugu Nine Swords as a stake wasnât a bad idea, but it seemed this thought was in vain.
Ren Yingying cared too much about Ding Lingâs thoughts and face.
She scolded Linghu Chong just to protect Ding Ling.
This made Linghu Chongâs heart grow cold, and he lost interest in dueling, abandoning his sword and leaving. Ding Ling couldnât possibly chase after Linghu Chong, yelling to fight and kill at that moment.
âForget it, Linghu Chong is extremely weak, I can crush him with a flick of the wrist, thereâs no rush.â
Ding Ling stopped thinking about Linghu Chong.
...
In the blink of an eye,
a day had passed.
During this day,
Ren Yingying repeatedly made friendly gestures.
And discussed subjects beyond martial arts, like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting with Ding Ling!
As a result, Ren Yingying was naturally disappointed.
Yet she wasnât frustrated; instead, she grew more excited, happier, and in front of everyone praised Ding Ling more than once:
"Iâve long heard Hero Ding, youâre the All-Purpose King, and now I see the rumors are true! Youâre truly incredible. Iâm beginning to idolize you."
Qu Feiyan, watching and listening from the side, couldnât help but roll her eyes.
Consort Yhu, seeing this, covered her mouth and lightly laughed, gently shaking Qu Feiyanâs arm, signaling her not to take it to heart.
Qu Feiyan naturally didnât take it to heart.
She just thought Ren Yingying was somewhat exaggerated. Was this the same scheming, extraordinary Saintess in her memory and impression?!
She found it incredible.
But thinking of her Brother Dingâs extraordinary abilities.
She was reassured.
Her Brother Ding wasnât scared of poison, and someone like Zuo Lengchan was easily killed when he was prepared.
Itâs understandable for Ren Yingying to go all out to recruit him.
Yet it was so exaggerated.
A bit unladylike, is this really okay?
Is this okay?
Ren Yingying wasnât sure either.
She didnât want to act this way.
But thinking of her fatherâs countless exhortations, she had no choice but to calm down and continue negotiating with Ding Ling.
But Ding Ling simply wouldnât budge.
Ren Yingying couldnât help but start questioning herself:
"Has my charm declined to the point where men can ignore me?!"
She was so proactive.
Even took the initiative to hold Ding Lingâs hand when he was about to leave, her intentions were more than obvious.
Yet Ding Ling remained unmoved.
Ren Yingying couldnât help but grow more anxious and worried, and after chatting for two hours,
Ding Ling said, âIâve stayed a day, I must leave today.â
Ren Yingying finally couldnât hold back, stepped forward to block Ding Ling, and said seriously:
"Hero Ding, letâs be straightforward. Iâll speak honestly. Weâve spent countless resources on you because we sincerely hope youâll join us. Help us defeat Dongfang Bubai, unite Jianghu, and return Jianghu to a peaceful time!
I believe my father can accomplish this!
And I hope you can join us.
Once you join, youâll be second to none. You can even become the Sun and Moon Divine Sectâs Vice Sect Leader. This is clearly stated in the latest letter my father sent me.
I hope you wonât reject right away, but consider it carefully."
Ding Ling smiled slightly and said:
"Thank you, Sect Leader Ren and Miss Ren, for your kindness. Iâve thought about it carefully. Iâm not suited to join the Sun and Moon Divine Sect."
"Why?!"
Ren Yingying was shocked, her color changed:
"Is it because you look down on the Sun and Moon Divine Sect and consider us a Demon Sect? Or do you look down on my father and me?"
"Neither,"
Ding Ling answered frankly:
"My ambition is to shatter the void. Perhaps soon, Iâll leave this world. Joining the Sun and Moon Divine Sect really isnât necessary."
"Truly?"
"Itâs naturally true."
"This, this..."
For a moment, Ren Yingying couldnât help but be dazed, her mind was a chaotic mess, filled with thoughts of âhow did things turn out this way, what should I do now?â
She was out of ideas for the moment, but she just didnât want to let Ding Ling go.
Ding Ling was helpless.
He couldnât bring himself to attack Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying had been too kind to him.
Various gifts, great medicine, tonic wines.
Even when staying here as a guest, he was given the utmost hospitality.
With such considerate attention, how could Ding Ling bear to act?
He could only contemplate for a while, then coughed lightly and said helplessly:
"I canât guarantee other things. Within a few months, I will certainly seek out Dongfang Bubai once and defeat him head-on. Consider this repaying some of Sect Leader Renâs and Miss Renâs great kindness. How about that?"
"This..."
Ren Yingying hesitated.
"I am determined not to join the Sun and Moon Divine Sect because I wonât be in this world for long."
Seeing Ding Ling mention this again.
Considering Ding Lingâs status as a Void Shatterer.
Seeing Qu Feiyanâs desolate expression.
Ren Yingying was sure Ding Ling wasnât lying, and for a moment, she couldnât help feeling complex emotions, her Sea of Consciousness filled with turbulent thoughts!
After spending just over a day with Ding Ling,
Ren Yingying was completely won over by Ding Ling.
She initially planned to capture Ding Lingâs heart.
In the end, her own heart was almost captured by Ding Ling, leading her to secretly sigh, scolding herself for being incompetent, not having a single skill that could compare to Ding Lingâs and after being repeatedly subdued and suppressed, she couldnât help developing an inexplicable fondness for Ding Ling.
She knew this might be an extraordinary admiration for the opposite sex.
She rarely admired someone like this.
Ding Ling was the first and the only one.
So, when she saw Ding Ling really about to leave,
her heart inevitably felt empty, and a strong unwillingness to part arose!
Half an hour later.
When she saw Ding Ling and his group mount horses and bid her farewell, she even felt a strong impulse to leave with Ding Ling.
But she knew this wasnât rational.
She forcibly suppressed this emotion and forced a smile, waving goodbye to Ding Ling:
"Hero Ding, donât forget your promise. Iâll be waiting for you at Black Wood Cliff!"
"Donât worry, it wonât be more than a year!"
Ding Ling rode off, his voice drifting farther and farther:
"Miss Ren, until we meet again!"
"Iâll be waiting for you to come!"
Ren Yingying took a few steps forward and shouted loudly, but received no response.