Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2297: Chapter 2332: Annihilate His Entire Clan

Ding Fan opened his eyes, then closed them again. He glanced toward his Soul Space for a while, deeply realizing that this Blood Pond Energy was truly astonishing. His Soul Space was twice as large as it was when condensed. If viewed from the current Soul Space, he would soon reach the mid-stage of the Third Level in the Divine Realm.

Although many Soul Crystals had been refined before, he had only cultivated for half a day and night now, and his eyes had become fervent. If he maintained this progress, he would reach the Third Level Peak Realm within a month.

"My aunt has come?"

Ding Fan withdrew his thoughts, looked at Crimson Flame, and Crimson Flame nodded. Ding Fan quickly stood up, tidied his clothes, and strode out.

Outside the hall, Zhong Zhiyong stood guard at the door. Inside the hall stood a beautiful woman, with a maid standing beside her.

The woman was beautiful, with an alluring face. Her hands folded in her sleeves, she surveyed her surroundings, a hint of anticipation and nervousness in her eyes.

As Ding Fan walked out, the woman’s gaze swept over him like lightning. She saw Ding Fan’s face, her body trembled violently, her eyes sparkled with tears, her lips moved slightly, and her expression became extremely excited.

By count, Ding Aoshuang should be over two hundred years old, but she looked like she was just over twenty, refined and elegant. At this moment, the tears in her eyes made her even more captivating.

Ding Fan was also somewhat excited, but he stopped in his tracks, gazed at the woman from a distance for a few moments. At that moment, as time passed, Ding Fan’s heart grew increasingly agitated.

After several breaths, Ding Fan took a deep breath and walked forward step by step.

"Plop plop..."

Ding Aoshuang’s tears finally fell, trickling down her shiny chin and hitting the ground, making a crisp sound. Her lips moved several times, then she trembled as she said, "Are you really my brother’s disciple?"

Ding Fan’s eyes reddened, his steps quickened, and he walked up to Ding Aoshuang, kneeling heavily in front of her, and said, "Nephew Ding Fan, bows to Aunt."

"Oh dear, you mustn’t, get up, quickly!"

Ding Aoshuang quickly bent down, grabbed Ding Fan’s hand, but tears flowed like rain from her eyes. When she saw Ding Fan didn’t stand up, she knelt down as well, hugging him and saying incoherently, "Good child, don’t bow, it’s all due to your weak aunt that you’ve suffered so much. From now on, you won’t be bullied anymore as your aunt is here to protect you."

Ding Aoshuang’s tears fell on Ding Fan’s face, wetting his clothes and hair, melting his heart. Ding Fan’s heart couldn’t help but tremble, tears welled up in his eyes. He seldom cried, but this time he cried like a child.

It had been a few days since returning to the Ding Family of the Sirius Clan, and it was the first time since entering the Divine Realm that he felt as though he had returned home.

Ding Aoshuang’s Realm was unexpectedly low; she was over two hundred years old yet remained at merely the Fifth Level Peak State of the Divine Realm, which greatly surprised Ding Fan.

After all, the Ding Family was rich in resources, possessing countless wealth. As the daughter of the Ding Family patriarch, even if she could not make use of her natural talent, stacking resources should at least elevate her to the Sixth Level in the Divine Realm, no?

Ding Aoshuang treated him very well, a real affection without deception, as if watching her son return from exile. Since entering the cycle of rebirth and cultivation, Ding Fan had never enjoyed maternal or paternal love. Ding Aoshuang’s genuine feelings deeply moved him.

After crying for a long time, Ding Aoshuang calmed down her emotions, led Ding Fan to sit down on a long couch. She reached out, gently caressing Ding Fan’s face, forcing a smile as she nodded and said, "You truly deserve to be my brother’s disciple; you resemble him so much."

Ding Fan did nothing but watch Ding Aoshuang smile. After a while, Ding Aoshuang awoke from her reverie, nervously asking, "Your name is Ding Fan? Where is your master? Why didn’t he come back with you?"

"My master?"

Ding Fan initially intended to tell her about Ding Aohuang, but ultimately decided it was best not to say anything yet. Given Ding Aoshuang’s low realm, and her having married, her personality seemed quite soft. Revealing it to her might serve little purpose.

He decided to observe the situation first, so he said to Ding Aoshuang, "I don’t know where Master is either. When I accepted the inheritance, Master had disappeared. Many of the inherited Divine Skills were taught to me by my senior sister. She told me that if anything happened, I could seek help from the Sirius Clan, so I came here."

Ding Fan repeated the earlier statements to the Seventh Elder and others, not deliberately trying to deceive her, but feeling it was temporarily better not to tell her the truth.

"Hmm..."

Ding Aoshuang seemed completely unaware of Ding Fan’s situation. Her face darkened, then she asked, "Where is your sister? Why didn’t she come with you?"

Ding Fan sighed and said, "My senior sister was captured by the people of Jade Goshawk Palace in Tongzhou. Hmm... the Fifth Elder has already sent people to rescue her."

"Ah?"

Ding Aoshuang gasped aloud, her eyes reddened again. She choked up, saying, "Poor child, how much suffering have you endured over the years? Where did my brother go? Has he not looked after you all the time?"

Ding Fan shook his head but felt somewhat disheartened. Ding Aoshuang heard about his senior sister’s captivity, but she wasn’t angry, didn’t even show anger.

The dignified daughter of the Sirius Clan chief, upon hearing her disciple was captured, didn’t show rage. Shouldn’t she react, gather experts from the clan to destroy the so-called Jade Goshawk Palace? Was Ding Aoshuang gentle and soft, or did she lack such capability?

Ding Aoshuang then asked some questions about Ding Fan regarding Xia Mengqing. Ding Fan didn’t hide these matters, talked about living with Xia Mengqing. He came from the Northern Wastelands, which was too easy to investigate, no need to lie.

After hearing about Ding Fan’s experiences in the past few years, Ding Aoshuang silently shed tears again, then asked him some brief questions, such as how Ding Fan lived in the Northern Wastelands, how much suffering he endured, etc.

Ding Fan was not bored; on the contrary, his heart felt warmer. Only his family cared about his matters like this. The other elders had never asked him about such things.

After a while, Ding Aoshuang suddenly remembered something. She took out a red longsword from her space ring and handed it to Ding Fan, saying, "Ding Fan, I don’t have much to give you. This longsword is a divine weapon. I’m giving it to you as a gift; I hope you won’t dislike it."

Ding Fan quickly refused. Divine weapons are very valuable, and besides, he didn’t like using swords, especially a red one suitable for girls. He wouldn’t want it.

"What’s wrong?"

When Ding Aoshuang saw Ding Fan decline, she pretended to be angry, saying, "Do you think this gift is not good? Do you look down on your elder aunt? This sword was used by me before. Now that I am married, keeping it is useless. It is a token of my regard. Don’t be so reserved."

"This...?"

Ding Fan was once again a little surprised. Ding Aoshuang was the rightful daughter of the family head and a Young Palace Master’s wife of a level seven force like Yunxiao Palace. The gift she gave to her junior was something she had used before; isn’t that a bit abnormal?

This divine weapon is indeed worth a lot of Black Obsidian. Selling it could fetch fifty or sixty billion Black Obsidian, at least.

However, for the Ding Family, one of the Royal Families of the Central Plains, even plucking a single hair would be worth billions of Black Obsidian. Just like when he borrowed two hundred billion Black Obsidian from Guan Qiang without hesitation—considering that Guan Qiang was merely a subordinate of a subordinate of the Ding Family.

So, according to common sense, Ding Aoshuang should have had many divine weapons, but she gave away a weapon she had used herself?

This is not normal.

Ding Fan looked suspiciously at Ding Aoshuang. His eyes suddenly went cold when he saw a red mark on Ding Aoshuang’s neck.

He stood up and looked at Ding Aoshuang’s neck. Ding Aoshuang, noticing his gaze, quickly covered it with her hair, hurriedly saying, "Ding Fan, don’t look around, sit down quickly."

Like lightning, Ding Fan reached out his hand and pulled away Ding Aoshuang’s hair. Upon seeing a deep blood scar, his face changed, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at Ding Aoshuang and said, "Who did this?"

This was clearly a whip mark, very deep, sufficient to injure Ding Aoshuang!

Ding Aoshuang was even more panicked. She avoided Ding Fan, not daring to look at him, quickly saying, "It’s nothing. I accidentally got scratched. Ding Fan, you mustn’t be rude."

"Whoosh~"

Seeing Ding Aoshuang’s hand unnaturally retract, Ding Fan suddenly reached out and grabbed Ding Aoshuang’s hand, pulling up her sleeve.

"Such audacity!"

When he saw the criss-crossed red whip marks on Ding Aoshuang’s hands, his killing intent could no longer be suppressed.

His eyes turned slightly red, staring at Ding Aoshuang like a fierce beast, and his voice, filled with no emotion, released a terrifying growl from his throat, "Elder Aunt, tell me, who did it? Your junior will stand up for you! No matter who it is, I’ll make them pay the price!"

Ding Aohuang had only one sister, and she only had one elder aunt. This elder aunt treated him like her son, and she was very good to him. Ding Fan fully recognized this relative in his heart. However, discovering that Ding Aoshuang had been beaten with a whip until her body was covered with wounds was more painful than someone stabbing Ding Fan with a knife.

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing!"

Ding Aoshuang was beside herself with panic, her hand and shoulder trembling slightly. She was frightened by Ding Fan’s expression, trembled for a while, and said, "Ding Fan, don’t be like this; this matter doesn’t require your intervention. I’m okay."

Ding Fan held onto Ding Aoshuang’s hand and again shouted, "Tell me quickly, who did it?"

Perhaps frightened by Ding Fan’s anger, or touched by Ding Fan’s concern for her, Ding Aoshuang struggled for a long time and muttered, "It’s nothing... I had a fight with your uncle last night. He got drunk, he..."

"Hm, I understand, Elder Aunt. You stay here; I’m going out for a while."

Ding Fan nodded heavily, then suddenly stood up, gesturing to Crimson Flame and Zhong Zhiyong, saying, "Let’s go!"

"Ding Fan, what are you going to do?"

Ding Aoshuang was startled, quickly standing up to grab Ding Fan. Her eyes were filled with fear and pleading as she said to Ding Fan, "Ding Fan, don’t do anything rash. I’m really fine."

"Crimson Flame, restrain my Elder Aunt!"

Ding Fan’s eyes suddenly turned towards Crimson Flame, full of cold killing intent. Crimson Flame had no choice but to release Heaven and Earth’s Momentum, restraining Ding Aoshuang, while Ding Fan and Zhong Zhiyong ascended into the sky.

Ding Fan looked back at Ding Aoshuang, decisively saying, "Elder Aunt, I heard the Ancestral Master is in seclusion? And my master is nowhere to be found. It seems someone thinks you have no backing, so they dare to bully you? How bold of the Yunxiao Palace, to dare to flog you! Rest assured, now that your junior is back, if anyone bullies you again, I will annihilate their clan."

Zhong Zhiyong and Ding Fan flew away. Crimson Flame waited for a while and then said to Ding Aoshuang, "Madam, it’s best you stay here. If you go, it will only make things worse. You don’t know the Young Master’s character; once he decides on something, no one can stop him."

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