Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2303: Chapter 2338: I Quite Like You

Things seemed to have reached a point where there was no way out!

The situation in the Ding Family was still unclear. If he told the elders of the Ding Family about Ding Aohuang, Ding Aohuang might really never be able to return to the Ding Family. But if he didn’t tell the family, how could he get the Great Elder’s branch to reach out a helping hand to him? He couldn’t just stand by and watch Ding Aohuang and Xia Mengqing suffer.

After thinking for a long time, Ding Fan decided to wait for now.

One thing was to wait for the Ancestral Master to come out of seclusion; maybe there would be a solution then. The other was to wait for the Silver Wolf Gang to rescue Xia Mengqing. Xia Mengqing’s mind was like a Demon; Ding Fan felt downright slow-witted in front of her. As long as she came, she would definitely have a way to help him settle these matters.

The Fifth Elder had already sent Guan Qiang and experts from the Silver Wolf Gang to Tongzhou. They would probably be able to bring Xia Mengqing back in a few months. In any case, so many years had already passed; waiting a few more months didn’t matter.

Besides, he still had a lot of Blood Pond Energy in his body. He had enough time to fully absorb it over the next few months, then he could try to see if he could push his cultivation up to the Divine Realm Fourth Level. When Xia Mengqing arrived at the Ding Family, maybe he could give her a surprise.

After making up his mind, Ding Fan settled down. He looked at Ding Aoshuang and said, "Master-Aunt, why don’t you try breaking through to Divine Realm Sixth Level?"

"I don’t have Spiritual Materials..."

Ding Aoshuang said bitterly, "After marrying into Yunxiao Palace, the Yun family didn’t give me any resources at all, and I was too embarrassed to ask them. After all, I came from the Ding Family."

"Alright, just relax and live here for now."

Ding Fan nodded and said, "I’ll go ask the family for resources to help you冲击 Divine Realm Sixth Level. Master-Aunt, don’t worry. The Great Elder said I can go to Fifth Uncle for whatever Spiritual Materials I want. Since Great Uncle has spoken, I don’t think the family will make things difficult for me anymore."

Ding Fan had just stirred up a big scene, and all the elders were now afraid of him. Naturally they wouldn’t dare offend him over something this minor, for fear he’d kick up more trouble. If that happened, the Ding Family would lose even more face.

Thinking of this, Ding Fan stood up and walked out.

When he reached the door of the residence, he said to the soldiers guarding outside, "Go inform your commander to arrange a courtyard for me and Master-Aunt, something more luxurious. Also, arrange some capable maids and cooks; all daily necessities must be the best. This place is meant for guests to stay in. I, Ding Fan, am an Inheritance Disciple of the Ding Family—am I a guest?"

The faces of the several soldiers turned strange. Was this young man in front of them a bit too outrageous? The living arrangements for each family disciple were naturally managed by someone; it was the first time they had heard of someone arranging it himself.

Right now the Seventh Elder’s anger probably hadn’t fully subsided. If they passed these words on to him, wouldn’t he explode in rage again?

Seeing the soldiers not moving, Ding Fan immediately raised his brows and said angrily, "What’s wrong? My words don’t count, is that it? Do I need to go to the Elders’ Council Hall and say it myself?"

"No need, no need, we’ll go report right away." The few soldiers jumped in fright. They had just caused such a huge mess; if this little ancestor went to the Elders’ Council Hall again, wouldn’t he overturn the place?

Not long after, Ding Fan and Ding Aoshuang moved house and had their own place to live. Over a small matter like this, how could the Seventh Elder possibly make things hard for Ding Fan? Those soldiers were afraid of him making trouble again, and the Seventh Elder had the same concern. Now, don’t say Ding Fan only wanted one residence—even if he wanted a few, the Seventh Elder would still fight to get them for him.

The new house was located on the northern side of Sirius Mountain. This area was where the direct-line disciples of the Sirius Clan lived, and the Seventh Elder’s residence wasn’t far from them either.

This new house was called the Emperor’s Residence. It had originally been Ding Aohuang’s residence. The courtyard was extremely large and imposing. Ever since Ding Aohuang left home, the position of Young Family Head had remained reserved, so the house had continued to sit empty.

The Seventh Elder had assigned four maids, four cooks, and two servants. All sorts of daily necessities were provided in their finest quality. The Ding Family was rich; these things were nothing.

Ding Fan had already settled in and didn’t want to stir up more trouble. In fact, he didn’t like causing trouble at all. He hadn’t even gone to pay his respects to any elder; every day he simply stayed in his own courtyard cultivating and healing.

His Soul injuries had not fully recovered, and the Blood Pond Energy in his body would take some time to be completely absorbed. He wanted to wait here until Ding Zhanpeng came out of seclusion, and wait for Guan Qiang and the Silver Wolf Gang to bring Xia Mengqing back.

Ding Aoshuang also settled in. With the marriage contract dissolved, for a young lady of a great clan, her reputation was now unsightly. But Ding Aoshuang didn’t care in the least.

Because her reputation had never been great to begin with. Even though she hadn’t been licentious before, in outsiders’ eyes she was already a frivolous young lady, one who didn’t attend to proper business. So she didn’t care about anything anymore. In this regard, her experience was somewhat similar to Ding Fan’s.

She seemed to have no particular thoughts about life, a bit numb. Every day she read in the courtyard, often sat there spacing out, and occasionally accompanied Ding Fan in conversation. Only when she saw Ding Fan did some different light appear in her eyes.

Ding Fan understood her condition. After hearing Ding Aoshuang’s story, he came to know her well. Once, she’d been a rebellious girl, growing up without parents’ discipline, with the big brother she loved most driven to leave in anger. Her personality had naturally become even more rebellious and arrogant.

It was rare enough that she found a man she loved, but he was forced away by her family. She married a man she didn’t like, suffering torment and abuse every day. She returned home in tears to plead for help, but no one took her seriously. From the initial anger and resentment, she slowly grew numb and resigned to fate, turning into someone completely different from the original Ding Aoshuang.

Ding Fan felt deeply sorry for this Master-Aunt. Ding Aoshuang, like Ling Wanru, was a weak person wounded by family interests, a truly pitiful figure. For her to become like this, his master and Ancestral Master bore unavoidable responsibility.

So Ding Fan did most of his cultivation at night. During the day he accompanied Ding Aoshuang, chatting, playing chess, and so on, trying to help her walk out of her old shadow.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was the seventh day after they moved into the Emperor’s Residence!

Ding Fan had already broken through to mid-stage Divine Realm Third Level. The Blood Pond Energy had helped him tremendously, providing great support for both his Soul Space cultivation and his True Yuan cultivation.

These days, Ding Aoshuang seemed to have found an emotional anchor and treated him like her own son. Over the years, it wasn’t that she had never been pregnant, but Yun Haitao had always tormented her to miscarriage. So seeing Ding Fan had triggered her innate maternal love, and her complexion had clearly improved lately.

On the eighth day, Ding Fan was chatting with Ding Aoshuang about anecdotes from the Northern Wastelands when Zhong Zhiyong walked in and said, "Young Master, there’s a young master and young lady outside seeking a visit. The young master said his name is Ding Lin."

"Ding Lin?"

Ding Fan thought of that young master in gorgeous robes, looked at Ding Aoshuang, and Ding Aoshuang explained to him, "That’s your Fifth Martial Uncle Ding Aotian’s son. Among the younger generation in the family, he’s the most outstanding. He’s only nineteen, but he’s already reached the Fifth Level Peak Realm in the Divine Realm."

"He really is unusually strong!"

Ding Fan secretly nodded. That day, Ding Lin had spoken up for him and had even dared to confront Second Elder Ding Lianhe in public, which left a deep impression on Ding Fan.

He waved his hand and said, "Zhong Zhiyong, take them to the side hall. I’ll be there right away."

Ding Fan smiled and said to Ding Aoshuang, "Martial Aunt, take a short rest. I’ll go meet these two people."

"Alright, there are still a few good kids in the family." Ding Aoshuang nodded as she spoke, then took a maid with her and headed to her room.

This Emperor’s Residence was extremely spacious, with a main hall, three side halls, and over a dozen rooms, like a palace.

Ding Fan walked into a hall. As soon as he stepped in, he saw Ding Lin standing there, and next to him was a beautiful young lady in a red dress with a fiery figure. When this young lady saw Ding Fan come in, her eyes swept over him once. She looked very womanly, giving off a surprisingly heart-stirring feeling.

Today Ding Lin wore a white robe. He was very handsome, with sharp features. Unlike Yun Haitao, who had a touch of softness, he was full of manly vigor. Smiling, he said to Ding Fan, "I’m Ding Aotian’s son, Ding Lin. You can call me Senior Brother Ding Lin, or just Ding Lin."

Ding Lin’s smile was very warm. This person seemed quite extraordinary and gave off a natural sense of reliability. Ding Fan bowed and said, "Ding Fan greets Senior Brother Ding Lin."

"No need for that kind of empty formality between us..."

Ding Lin turned his head and said, "Ding Fan, you look like a real man. How come you’re still playing that hypocritical courtesy game? We’re fellow disciples; just do whatever feels comfortable."

Ding Fan straightened up and looked at the lady in red. Ding Lin said, "She’s called Ding Ling, the youngest granddaughter of the Seventh Elder. We all call her Senior Sister Ding Ling."

"Heehee."

The girl in the red dress drifted by like a red cloud, circling once around Ding Fan. She said, "Little Junior Brother Ding Fan, you’re famous now, huh. I was so shocked while cultivating back then. As expected of the Young Family Head’s disciple—barely back and you’ve already turned the whole family upside down. Truly has the style of the Ding Family’s young master."

This girl was actually at the Fifth Level Peak Stage in the Divine Realm!

Ding Ling’s age should be about the same as Ding Lin’s. These two seemed to be the most terrifying geniuses among the younger generation of the Ding Family.

Watching Ding Ling circle around him like a curious girl, Ding Fan rubbed his chin, nodded, and said, "Greetings, Senior Sister Ding Ling."

"Heehee."

Ding Ling stuck out her tongue, wore a bewitching smile, patted Ding Fan’s shoulder, and said, "Little Junior Brother, be good. When I have time, Senior Sister will buy you candy..."

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the embarrassment on Ding Fan’s face, Ding Lin burst out laughing and said, "Ding Fan, you’d better be careful of our Senior Sister Ding Ling. What she cultivates is a Bewitching Technique. Many young masters from the big clans in the city have had their souls bewitched away by her. Don’t let yourself get captivated."

Ding Ling nodded, widened her eyes, and chimed in, "That’s right, Junior Brother Ding Fan, you mustn’t fall for your Senior Sister. Otherwise, you’ll be heartbroken for life."

Ding Fan grinned. Ding Ling teasing him like this wasn’t strange at all. Although they all carried the surname Ding, many clansmen actually had no real blood connection. They were all disciples of the Sirius Clan, so intermarriage among clan members wasn’t frowned upon.

Ding Fan had seen scenes like this plenty of times.

The corner of his mouth curled into a mischievous smile. He met Ding Ling’s gaze without backing down and said to her, "Senior Sister Ding Ling, you’re right. I’ll keep my distance from you in the future, so you won’t get drawn to me and end up hurt."

"Hahaha!"

Ding Lin laughed, amused by Ding Fan and Ding Ling’s banter, and Ding Ling also revealed a sweet smile. Ding Lin nodded and said, "Yeah, Ding Fan is a very interesting person. I really like your personality."

"I’m sorry!"

Ding Fan waved his hand and said, "Senior Brother Ding Lin, I don’t like men. If that’s your thing, you’d better go find someone else."

Ding Lin’s smile froze, while Ding Ling’s exaggerated laughter rang out, the waves on her chest surging majestically.

After a few jokes, the distance between the three of them seemed to shrink a lot.

The three young people were all descendants of the same family. Ding Lin and Ding Ling appreciated Ding Fan’s actions. Besides, Ding Fan was Ding Aohuang’s son. Ding Aohuang was a legendary figure of the Sirius Clan and the direct son of the Ding Family patriarch, which made him easy to get close to.

Ding Fan had his subordinates serve tea. A maid brought over a few cups of pale green tea. Ding Lin glanced at it and said, "Ding Fan, this is Yushan Maojian Tea, one of the finest teas. It’s worth five million Black Obsidian. The Seventh Elder is really treating you well."

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