PNB Chapter 461: A Maiden’s Heart
Chapter 461: A Maiden’s Heart
"So fast."
Huang Rong was moved:
"So high! Such lightweight skill is truly astonishing and unheard of!"
In mid-air, he leapt several tens of feet; typical city walls were only two or three feet high, and even the higher ones might just be five or six feet.
Ding Ling leaped several tens of feet high in mid-air, and there was no wall in this world that could stop his steps.
Flying high was something.
But flying extremely far, extremely fast!
In just the blink of an eye, he disappeared, this kind of lightweight skill was truly something Huang Rong couldn’t even hope to match, and she couldn’t help but be full of admiration.
"If my father were here, he would probably be extremely shocked to see such lightweight skill!"
"Indeed."
Guo Jing wholly agreed:
"I don’t even know how many lightweight skills Ding Ling has learned. Just by watching him fly through the void, one can see traces of the Spiral Nine Shadows, Golden Swan Skill, Serpent Walking Skill, and other lightweight techniques, not to mention many other lightweight techniques which I can’t even recognize."
"True."
Huang Rong looked full of awe:
"Fortunately, we stood firmly by Ding Ling’s side; otherwise, with Ding Ling’s magical lightweight skills, coming and going without a trace, it would be difficult to escape his assassins even deep within the Imperial Palace."
She looked at Little Dragon Girl:
"Little Dragon Girl, having such a husband must make others extremely envious."
Hearing this, Little Dragon Girl couldn’t help but show a brilliant smile: "I also feel that having such a husband must mean I accumulated good fortune and virtue in a past life!"
Others praising Ding Ling made her even happier than being praised herself.
Not to mention praising the couple together.
That made Little Dragon Girl involuntarily beam with joy.
"Who knows when Ding Ling will return?"
Guo Jing was a bit worried:
"Should I take a group to see?"
"Ding Ling took Hoduo along, obviously planning to use him as a guide. He shouldn’t be rash in charging ahead. Brother Jing, if you’re really uneasy, you can send someone to scout first. If there’s any activity, we’ll act accordingly."
"Alright."
Guo Jing hurriedly went to take care of it.
Little Dragon Girl thought for a moment, then went to Ding Ling’s room and began her closed-door training on the Breathing Technique.
Da and Xiao Wu had recovered during this time.
Although their injuries had healed.
They still dared not face Ding Ling and Little Dragon Girl, constantly avoiding them.
Upon hearing Ding Ling had left, and Little Dragon Girl was in seclusion, they dared to invite Guo Fu out to play.
However, everywhere they went, they heard people discussing Ding Ling.
The three of them were utterly depressed, and their mood to play had waned. After returning home, Guo Fu was still there, sulking:
"My parents have defended Xiangyang much longer than Ding Ling has been around. Originally, they were regarded as the Guardian Gods of Xiangyang. How come when Ding Ling arrived, everyone’s attitude changed towards me, too? It wasn’t as good as before.
I don’t even know who spread these rumors. Someone said I cursed Ding Ling and his wife. It’s infuriating; how dare I curse them? I was just reasoning with them. Even so, I was heavily scolded by my mother. I’ve taken my punishment and suffered my hardship.
Yet behind my back, people still criticize me."
Guo Fu felt so upset that her eyes reddened.
Da and Xiao Wu fussed about, trying to comfort her.
But they dared not speak ill of Ding Ling and his wife anymore.
After their father’s madness episode, he left Xiangyang and disappeared.
The two could only keep watch over Guo Fu day and night, hoping she could marry one of them. But ever since Ding Ling arrived, Guo Fu has been constantly talking about Ding Ling.
Even if what she says isn’t very pleasant.
They felt utterly conflicted, as if their emotions had been thrown into turmoil.
But compared to Ding Ling?
They didn’t have the courage for that.
The gap was just too large.
Just thinking about that day’s fierce battlefield made their scalps tingle, Ding Ling killed so many people, they couldn’t even keep count.
On that day.
Even from afar, they seemed to smell the pungent scent of blood on Ding Ling’s body.
"Do you think Ding Ling looks down on me? Does he completely ignore me?"
Guo Fu suddenly asked.
"..."
Why bring up Ding Ling again?
Can’t you stop mentioning him!!
The Wu Brothers grumbled silently in their hearts but didn’t dare confront Guo Fu, only exhausting themselves thinking of ways to comfort her.
"He doesn’t even look at me properly! In my entire life, no one has ever treated me this way! Comparing myself to Little Dragon Girl, am I really so much worse? Am I not beautiful?!"
"Beautiful, very beautiful!"
"Who is more beautiful, me or Little Dragon Girl?"
"You are more beautiful!"
"Hmph. At least you know what’s good for you."
Guo Fu felt slightly better, pouted her lips, and started talking again:
"But Ding Ling..."
Again with Ding Ling...
The Wu Brothers felt powerless, helpless, and inept. They wanted to cry but had no tears!
Little did they know.
Ding Ling had been staying with the Guo family for some time.
Being highly valued by Huang Rong and Guo Jing, the couple often talked about and praised Ding Ling during conversations and meals. Guo Fu heard it often and couldn’t help but take note, secretly and curiously observing Ding Ling, wondering if he was really as remarkable as her parents claimed.
What an incredible discovery it was.
She found Ding Ling nearly perfect in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and more, reaching a level her grandfather, the Master of Peach Blossom Island, couldn’t match.
The young maiden, at an age prone to emotions.
After anger and depression, being constantly exposed to such an outstanding, handsome man, she couldn’t help but be attracted. But because of past grievances, she couldn’t bring herself to reconcile with Ding Ling straight away, so she could only vent secretly, talking of her grievances with the Wu Brothers.
Adopting a mental victory strategy reminiscent of Ah Q!
...
...
Whirr!
The strong wind blew past his ears.
Sweeping through Hoduo’s eyes, making it hard for him to open them.
He watched as Ding Ling carried him, swiftly traversing and flying over, roofs flashing by beneath them, and even the tall watchtowers of Xiangyang City were left in their wake by Ding Ling’s flight.
Such astonishing lightweight skill and speed.
When had Hoduo ever seen such?
His heart surged with waves, feeling as if they might overturn him entirely:
"Hero Ding, I have something to say."
His voice was distorted by the strong wind, making it hard for others to understand.
But Ding Ling heard him clearly and looked slightly down at Hoduo, saying:
"Speak quickly!"
As he flew swiftly along, like the wind and lightning, at full capacity, his speed was indescribable. With high agility and the Fusion Qi driven by the Nine Yang Divine Skill and Five Great Breathing Techniques, Ding Ling’s speed surpassed galloping horses and his endurance far exceeded that of bears and tigers. At this moment, flying low, he flew five or six miles in one breath, lightly tapping a treetop mid-air, propelling himself like a cannonball, soaring furiously to the distance.
It could be said.
By this point.
Ding Ling was no different from an ordinary Martial God.
In terms of lightweight skill and endurance, there were almost no people in this world who could surpass him.