Free Web NovelChapter 2177: Chapter 2212: I Want You
"Go to Daozhen Villa!"
Herr Ningshuang arrived at Daozhen City and immediately waved to everyone to go to Daozhen Villa. At this moment, everyone’s mood was not completely calm yet, and they didn’t want to leave, so they accompanied Herr Ningshuang to Daozhen Villa. freēwēbnovel.com
Of course, being able to go to Daozhen Villa also made many people feel honored.
Just after entering Daozhen Villa, Madam Yan was seen waiting with Steward He above. When she saw Shen Baoxu carrying the severely injured Ding Fan, a cold light flashed in Madam Yan’s eyes as she said, "What happened? Steward He, take them to rest and give Ding Fan proper treatment. Ningshuang and Rufeng, stay with me."
Steward He arranged for everyone to rest in the castle, while Madam Yan took Herr Rufeng and Herr Ningshuang to the attic.
After they arrived at the attic, Herr Rufeng kept narrating the ordeal in the Imperial Tomb, the strange things encountered, accusing the Zhong family of various crimes, and finally describing the mysterious high figure.
After reaching the attic, Madam Yan almost understood what had happened. After asking Herr Ningshuang some key questions, she frowned.
"Herr Ding!"
After pondering for a moment, Madam Yan called out softly, and a black shadow flashed from the darkness, kneeling in front of Madam Yan and saying, "Madam, what are your orders?"
Madam Yan did not look at this person, waved her hand, and said, "Report the matter to the Great Elder and ask him to decide what to do."
The shadow flashed and disappeared, and Madam Yan’s eyes turned to Herr Ningshuang and said, "Ningshuang, are your injuries serious?"
"Hmm! I’m fine!"
Herr Ningshuang nodded, "We have to thank Ding Fan, otherwise we might all have died in the Imperial Tomb."
"Soul Martial Technique? Can it kill enemies across levels?"
Madam Yan recalled Herr Ningshuang’s earlier description and analysis, her pearl-like bright eyes sparkling with light, and a smile at the corners of her mouth, "That little guy gave me a surprise, indeed, it’s right to have let him follow you all."
Seeing that Mrs. Yan had no other arrangements, Herr Rufeng muttered, "Aunt, why don’t you let the family’s experts go and kill the Zhong family? They are too arrogant, daring to do such a thing in the Tianmu Sea, and they don’t take our Herr family seriously. It’s necessary to teach them a lesson."
Madam Yan turned her head, reached out, and stroked Herr Rufeng’s hair. She smiled and said, "This time, your Uncle Qianjun already killed two people from the Zhong family. What more do you want? Don’t forget, it was indeed Ding Fan who killed Zhong Wugu."
Upon hearing this, Herr Rufeng was displeased, slammed the table, and stood up, "Zhong Wugu entered the demonic path, he wanted to kill my sister, and he wanted to kill Zhao Xiner and the others. Ding Fan killed him, which was a great deed. Their arrogance at Tianmu Sea was just wrong. Ganging up on Uncle Qianjun was reason enough to teach them a lesson."
"Hehe."
Madam Yan did not think so. She thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I understand now. You all can go back to rest. I will discuss and arrange future matters with the elders."
Madam Yan stood up and walked outside, turning her head back abruptly as she said to Herr Ningshuang, "Ningshuang, what do you think? How about this Ding Fan? Can he be used for our Herr family?"
Herr Ningshuang looked at Madam Yan’s smile, seemingly meaningful look. She was as clever as snow, knowing very well Madam Yan’s implication. She blushed and said to Madam Yan, "Aunt, if you want to recruit him, there’s no need to ask for my opinion. What use is there in asking me about this matter?"
Bai Xiashuang, feeling a bit left out, couldn’t quite grasp their conversation, "Of course, he can, surely he can. Although Ding Fan is quite annoying, his strength is still strong. If he were a Legacy Warrior, that would be even better."
"Hehe."
Madam Yan laughed, immediately turned around and left. Herr Ningshuang felt a bit frustrated, muttering to herself as if consulting herself, "The revered one did say that we sisters are destined to marry a Ninth Level strongman of the Divine Realm. Ding Fan? Seems unlikely, right..."
"Sister, what are you mumbling to yourself about?"
Herr Rufeng, always careless, yawned and said, "Let’s go back too. I’ve been exhausted these days. I want to take a good bath and then have a proper meal."
"You, only know how to eat."
Just now Herr Rufeng was angry. Now, she laughed, leaving Herr Ningshuang speechless, and said to Herr Rufeng, "If you get fat, how are you going to get married in the future?"
"Humph!"
Bai Xiashuang stood upright and said, "What are you afraid of? Didn’t the ancestor help us with this? We are destined to marry a Ninth Level strongman of the Divine Realm, so why worry about not getting married?"
"Ninth Level of the Divine Realm?" Herr Ningshuang sighed slightly, "Is the elder’s prediction accurate? Can the Northern Wastelands produce a Ninth Level figure of the Divine Realm?"
...
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two or three days had passed.
Someone came out of the Imperial Tomb. Zhao Xiner and Tian Qianlian brought people back, while Lin Zixuan was less composed, taking three days to limp out.
All the young masters had their leg bones shattered by Ding Fan, and their chest bones smashed. Although they had the best healing medicines, recovering would still take time.
This treasure hunt of the Night Wolf Emperor Mausoleum brought gains for every team. Zhao Xiner and her group acquired some items on the mountain at the Imperial Tomb, but the most precious treasure flew away from the Night Wolf Emperor’s coffin.
Certainly, the various factions would subsequently send people to search to see if any treasure was left.
For these young lords and ladies, this was also a valuable experience, especially in the maze, where many strengthened their minds, greatly impacting their future growth.
Three super airships took off, and Herr Qianjun also withdrew, concluding the treasure hunt completely.
The Three Great Royal Families dispatched scout cavalry to track the mysterious figure, and the Daozhen Family was also searching for this person’s identity information all over.
However...
The mysterious figure was even undetectable by Herr Qianjun, so how could those scout cavalry find him? Gathering countless pieces of intelligence still made it difficult to identify this person.
Once a martial artist reaches the Seventh Level in the Divine Realm, their lifespan can extend to two to three thousand years. If an unfamiliar elder is secretly cultivating, with so many formidable figures in the history of the Tianmu Sea spanning two to three thousand years, who could discern his identity?
News of the battle at Wolf Fall Cliff spread across the Tianmu Sea and the Northern Desolation of the Divine Realm within two to three days, and Ding Fan’s name began to circulate throughout the Tianmu Sea, attracting the attention of various powers, as it was Ding Fan who initiated the war.
By this time, Ding Fan had already awakened, but his injuries would take time to heal. During these days, he had been staying at the Daozhen Villa’s castle. Neither Herr Ningshuang nor Madam Yan and the others came, only Steward He occasionally visited.
On the evening of the fourth day, Madam Yan finally arrived.
She wore a stunning red dress, her skin soft and smooth, and her figure taut and flawless.
Madam Yan quietly entered and, looking at Ding Fan sitting on the bed, smiled and said, "On behalf of the Herr family, I formally invite you, Ding Fan, to join our Herr family’s outer hall. The Daozhen Family will use all its resources to nurture you. In ten years, you will be able to dominate the entire Tianmu Sea."
This was the first time Ding Fan encountered recruitment by a major power and it was from the greatest force in the Tianmu Sea, and they seemed very sincere—the offer was extremely appealing.
In ten years, the Tianmu Sea would become a place where he could run amok; such a condition was too tempting. Although the Tianmu Sea was not as large as the Three Great Kingdoms, it was still a considerable force that could contend with them.
Being able to run amok meant becoming the top figure in the Tianmu Sea.
One could imagine, by then perhaps apart from the top experts of the Herr family, there would be no need to care about anyone else’s opinions, leading a life of freedom, and potentially having the chance to marry a young lady of the Herr family, reaching the pinnacle of life.
Would Ding Fan agree?
If he didn’t know about the Sirius Clan, if Xia Mengqing hadn’t been taken to the Jade Goshawk Palace, he might be excited and might agree, but at this moment, there was no hesitation, his heart as firm as steel.
He pondered, not how to join the Daozhen Family, but how to refuse Madam Yan.
His true thoughts couldn’t be revealed; the Sirius Elder had countless enemies in his lifetime, and the Sirius Clan hadn’t sought him out, the risk of exposing his identity prematurely was too great.
He couldn’t afford to offend the Daozhen Family either; he was still in the Tianmu Sea, and leaving would lead to imminent death.
After thinking it over, he came up with one solution: to delay!
He looked up at Madam Yan’s face and said, "Madam Yan, sorry, it’s not that I don’t want to join a major family, I will carefully consider your offer. I won’t leave the Tianmu Sea, let alone join another power. Can you give me some time to think about it?"
"Time?"
Madam Yan furrowed her brow, slightly puzzled. Was Ding Fan dissatisfied with the offer or merely stalling?
But being a deeply contemplative person, she quickly nodded and said, "Ding Fan, you recover well from your injuries. The doors of our Daozhen Family will always be open for you. You needn’t worry about the Skeleton Sect; if you join the Daozhen Family, we will place them appropriately, whether they develop independently or join us, negotiations are possible."
After contemplating, Madam Yan further said to Ding Fan, "Ding Fan, you can state any conditions you have, as long as they are not too excessive, they are negotiable."
Ding Fan thought about it and said, "For example?"
He wanted to stall, so he couldn’t let Madam Yan see through his intentions, thus he intended to give her a glimmer of hope so she wouldn’t make things difficult for Skull Island.
"For instance," Madam Yan said with a smile, "status, spiritual materials, advanced martial skills, resources. You can discuss whatever you desire, you could even marry a direct relative from the Herr family, these are all up for negotiation."
"A young lady?"
Talking about this, Ding Fan showed some disapproval; this was typical of a big family, where the marriage of a direct-daughter had to prioritize the family’s interests, feeling like a transaction bereft of humanity.
A trace of cursing suddenly appeared on his lips as he glared at Madam Yan’s beautiful face, "If I want to marry Ningshuang and Rufeng, can we discuss this too?"
"That’s definitely not allowed!"
Madam Yan turned her head and said, "These two young ladies are treasures of the ancestors, he had made a decision through divination that they are to marry Ninth Level experts from the Divine Realm. Can you reach that realm?"
"Oh!"
A mocking look appeared in Ding Fan’s eyes, Madam Yan put it in a subtle way, but in reality, the meaning was evident, Ding Fan’s status didn’t match that of Ningshuang and Rufeng.
These two sisters were both Seventh Level Legacy Warriors, while Ding Fan outwardly was not a Legacy Warrior—totally a princess and commoner distinction.
Ding Fan’s eyes shifted and suddenly fixed on Madam Yan’s alluring form, saying, "Then if I want to... Madam, is that negotiable?"
"Hmm?"
Madam Yan’s eyes flashed with a frigid fury, was Ding Fan addicted to flirting? Did this young man not realize his limits, did he really think of himself as a noteworthy figure?
Madam Yan indeed was quite something, but within a breath her cold demeanor faded, yet her lips held a trace of an enchanting smile, her eyes flashed a teasing grin, her voice turning exceedingly gentle, "Ding Fan, it’s not that I haven’t given you a chance, when can you defeat me? My boudoir shall always open for you, alright?"
A smile emerged on Ding Fan’s face, as he asked, "Madam, what is your current realm? Which level of Legacy Warrior are you?"
Madam Yan boasted slightly, "Divine Realm, Fifth Level First Stage! Sixth-level Martial Warrior Legacy!"
