Chapter 47: Dislikes
"Who the hell is that person?"
Inside an elegant study, on the expensive pearwood bookshelves, all kinds of books about cultivation were densely displayed, some of them looked worn out but they were all extremely valuable orphaned treasures.
There was no pen and paper on the desk, only a book of classical spread out, a pot of white orchids.
The young man who sat behind the desk and asked questions was only wearing an ordinary green satin robe, and did not have any flashy accessories on his body, however, his whole body seemed to be radiating luster, and he was exactly the Li Ling Jun who had the status of a prince of the Chu Dynasty, but gradually had the status of a near-king in Changling.
The look on his face was always gentle and calm, but at this moment in his study, the corners of his eyes were already showing fine wrinkles.
He had too many things to think about.
Even if he has such a position in Changling today, as long as he can't return to the capital of Chu, his life will never be completely in his own hands.
The road back home is too difficult, thousands of mountains, any small thing, may eventually make him lose all his efforts.
The fish market is a very unique place, the entire Changling, and even the entire world countless powerful people have shadows cast in it. One or two small, inconspicuous blisters could be related to a fight between two big fish deep below the surface.
Today, a special battle took place outside the fish market, with both sword masters displaying extraordinary strength, and most critically, one of the cultivators had never officially appeared in the sight of the people of Changling before.
That was why he had to know something about this cultivator, and had to understand some of the significance behind the battle of a cultivator of this level.
Across from Lord Li Ling, the white-shirted scribe dressed as Lu Si Che had just walked into this study.
This lean man with a handsome face and eyes that shone with wisdom was one of the most important staff members under the seat of Lord Li Ling. Many of the things that happened in the streets of Changling every day would pass through his hands, and after he analyzed them, they would eventually be presented more clearly in front of Lord Yeuling.
And compared to the other handlers, he would not use his own thinking and judgment to interfere with Lord Yeo Ling's thinking; he always stood in the position of analyzing with Lord Yeo Ling.
In the gentle and elegant voice of Yeo Ling Jun, Lu Si Che respectfully took a seat in front of him.
"That person is Li Daoji, the personal disciple of Xue Forgetfulness of the White Sheep Cave, and has actually become somewhat famous in the sects around the White Sheep Cave, it's just that he hasn't stepped out of the White Sheep Cave since entering the sect, and so he's a very unfamiliar person to the people of Changling."
Lu Si Che said in an unhurried tone with exceptional clarity, "He and Yu Dao An are both remnants of the Han Dynasty, and were once disciples of the Korean Land's Different Sword Sect, and then after the defeat and destruction of the Han Dynasty, the Different Sword Sect was left with only him and Yu Dao An, and both of them had been convicted and sent to prison, and were amnestied when Emperor Yuanwu ascended to the throne, and later on, Li Dao Ji was seen by Xue Forgetfulness for some reason, and Xue Forgetfulness loved talent, and didn't hold back on any of his qualifications Admitting Li Daoji into the White Sheep Cave, Yu Daoan then thought that Li Daoji had recognized a thief as his father and betrayed his master, letting it slip that Li Daoji would either die of old age in the White Sheep Cave all his life, or else as soon as he got out of the White Sheep Cave, he would kill Li Daoji."
"The two should have fought before, and although their true essence cultivation realms have always been similar, the strength revealed by Li Daoji in the past should have been far weaker than Yu Daoan's."
"Before fighting with Yu Daoan, Li Daoji went into the fish market and bought a sword from Sun Disease's hand. After that, he had a fight with Yu Daoan, and after the fight was over, he went straight back to the White Sheep Cave."
"Then I also noticed something else, the White Sheep Cave made an exception to the rule and enrolled a student, that student was that teenager Ding Ning from the Wutong Drop Wine Shop, who passed Xuan in half a day after his initiation."
"Passed Xuan in half a day?"
Lord Li Ling's face had been unusually calm prior to this, however, upon hearing this, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he unconsciously repeated himself, his face turning a bit unsightly.
That day in Wutong Falls, he negotiated with this young man with great sincerity, making promises, and everyone knew that he was a man of his word, yet he was humiliated.
He was very unhappy with the boy, and then occasionally recalled, he suddenly felt, in fact, before the boy rejected himself, when he first saw the boy's heart already had a kind of inexplicable dislike for the boy.
It seemed to be because of the kind of calm gaze in the eyes of the teenager than his own.
It seemed to vaguely feel that this teenager would pose a great threat to himself in the future.
This was a very odd intuition that didn't seem to have any reasoning to speak of, yet it wasn't hard to find examples of this in the past years.
"Passing through Xuan in half a day, as far as I can remember, in these ten years or so since Emperor Yuanwu ascended to the throne, there are only two people in the entire Changling who have done so." He frowned deeply and looked up at Lu Si Che, "Since Li Daoji has already endured for ten years, it is only natural that he would continue to endure without any special surprises. Therefore, I think it is highly likely that Li Daoji's exit from the mountain will have a great deal to do with this wine store boy."
Lu Si Che nodded, he was of the same opinion as Li Ling Jun.
"It's just old grudges and some strife in the clan, so there's no need to worry much."
After thinking for a moment, Lord Li Ling said, "It's just that this teenager, I dislike him very much."
Prior to this, Lord Li Ling had already revealed his dislike for Ding Ning.
However, because Ding Ning's identity was too lowly, even if he had expressed such an intention, Lu Si Che and Chen Mo Li, his loyal disciples under his throne, would definitely not do anything against Ding Ning.
But now was different.
Ding Ning had already entered the White Sheep Cave and had passed through Xuan in half a day.
Now that Lord Li Ling had said these words again, Lu Siche made it clear that he had to take care of this teenager.
"Changling is truly a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."
Lord Li Ling was silent for a moment, and as Lu Si Che got up to leave, he softly said this.
To Lu Siche's ears, Lu Siche merely thought that he was lamenting over Ding Ning's Half-Day Tongxuan and the strength displayed by Li Daoji.
However, what Lu Siche hadn't thought of was that at this moment, what came to Li Lingjun's mind was still that wine store in the deep alley, that stunning woman.
It occurred to him that perhaps if that young man had some accidents, the thoughts of the woman with the stunning face in the wine store might also possibly change.
There are countless possibilities in life.
If you don't give up easily, you might be able to turn one of them into reality.
......
Ding Ning was still practicing.
The five qi in his body continued to immerse in the qi sea, moving at a speed that was unusually slow, yet already very fast for other practitioners, towards the Jade Palace in the depths of the qi sea.
At the same time, the countless invisible young silkworms in his body were also continuously devouring most of the aura that had percolated into his body, constantly making subtle changes to his body.
This was the simultaneous cultivation of two lines of the arcane and ineffable.
As Ding Ning felt the cultivation of these two lines, a faint euphoria began to permeate his world of perception.
Spiritual veins were too rare, and having not been exposed to spiritual qi for too long, he had even somewhat forgotten the taste and efficacy of spiritual qi, and at this moment, feeling those young silkworms devouring them, he began to realize that this spiritual vein, though tiny, could at least speed up the advancement of his true cultivation by more than a factor of two.
At this rate, in a month's time, by the time his cultivation of the "Chopping the Three Corpses and the Selfless Innate Elemental Nerve" broke through to the second realm, his true cultivation, too, should be able to break through from the second realm's middle-grade Bone Slaughtering to the second realm's upper-grade Marrow Replacement.
Suddenly, the countless invisible young silkworms in his body disappeared without a trace, and he stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes with unusual alertness.
"Senior Uncle Li Daoji?"
He let out a soft cry.
"Since you've sensed me coming, come out." Li Daoji's cold, icy voice resounded outside the grass hut.
The moment Ding Ning stood up from the futon and pushed the door out of this grass hut, his brows furrowed slightly.
He smelled an abnormal blood stench.
Looking at Li Daoji's somewhat unusual standing posture, he asked with some shock, "You're injured?"
Li Daoji's sharp eyebrows were slightly raised.
He did not say anything for a moment, only tossing the cloth-wrapped remnant of the sword at Ding Ning, saying indifferently, "Since you are already studying the Wildfire Sword Scripture, you will need a sword."
Ding Ning was slightly stunned, from the moment he caught the sword, he had already sensed that it was a remnant sword.
The cloth was quickly untied by him.
He realized that there were many dried bloodstains on the cloth, and his pupils imperceptibly shrunk slightly as the dark green remnant sword's blade appeared in his line of sight.
His face remained calm, yet in his heart, there was a complex emotion that was cooler than the autumn wind that kept rising up.
He knew exactly what kind of sword this was, he knew exactly what material this sword was made of, what function it had, and he even knew exactly how this sword was cast.
Because he recognized this sword.
Or rather, this sword still had an unusual relationship with him.
"A sword is the same as a cultivation technique, the most important thing is that it is suitable, but if you don't think it's suitable, you can also put it away." Looking at Ding Ning's silence and strange eyes, Li Daoji thought that he resented the fact that it was a broken sword.
"Thank you."
Ding Ning's hand landed on the hilt of this sword, and he looked at the silken cracks on the dark green remnant sword's hilt as he softly gave his thanks.
His voice was a bit low, but it was sincerely sincere from the bottom of his heart.
Li Daoji said no more and turned to leave.
"Did you get injured for this sword?"
Ding Ning looked at his back and suddenly asked.
Li Daoji turned slightly sideways and said coldly, "You are too easily curious and too smart, you should know that people who are too smart and curious are instead prone to not living long."
Ding Ning quietly looked at the sword in his hand without lifting his head, and softly said, "Anyway, without being smart or curious, I won't live too long."
Li Daoji's body stiffened.
Ding Ning smiled faintly with some ruefulness as his fingers brushed across the surface of the remnant sword in his hand.
Some faint filaments of light flashed through the silk cracks on the body of the remnant sword, as if they were about to blossom into countless tiny dark green flowers on the body of the sword.
