
Being hungry is common.
The source of energy to purify the body is the food consumed. Ding Ping had not had lunch and dinner. Moreover, now that he had started to cultivate the Body Art, he would naturally feel hungry immediately.
Ling Han laughed out loud, and said, "Let's eat first."
He took the ingredients from the Black Tower and proceeded to cook them. Immediately, a fragrant scent floated all over the place; ding Ping could not help but drool. After allowing himself to bite, he could not stop eating.
Seeing him happily eating piece by piece of meat, Ling Han couldn't help but think of Hu Niu. 'I wonder if that little girl is okay in the immortal realm? He shouldn't eat less meat, right? '
When it came time for him to meet Hu Niu again, the other party should no longer be a little girl, but rather an elegant young lady.
"A girl changes eighteen times before she reaches womanhood 1." Does the little girl no longer like "uncle" like her?
Ling Han sank into his own thoughts for a while before starting to eat. Splitting it opened the sky was near. As long as he enters the immortal realm, he will then be under the same starry sky as his family — one day will come when he reunites with them.
At this moment, Ding Ping felt a little strange – food so delicious, yet Master was interrupted!
He really deserved to be called Master; he might have eaten such a meal too much before, and was already bored.
After eating, Ding Ping only felt that his entire body was filled with strength. He then practiced the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art, and after completing a single training session, went to lift the boulder again. To his surprise, he discovered that his strength had increased by more than tenfold.
That's only been a day!
In addition, many of the upgrades were not just brute strength, but things like the toughness and durability of his skin and bones — this was not visible from the outside.
Ling Han nodded, saying, "Right now, cultivating your body almost has the strength of the third layer, but given your extremely strange skeletal structure, you can unleash a hundred times the power. Hence, the power of your explosion is comparable to the Origin Power condensed from that layer. ”
"Go away. Go home and rest, and come back here every afternoon. When it comes time to leave forever, I will naturally take you. ”
With a respectful expression, Ding Ping bowed, and said, "Yes, Master."
He was filled with joy from the bottom of his heart. He initially thought that he had become disabled; he never expected that he would open the door of opportunity now.
Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art: after a great achievement, one would possess the true strength of nine dragons. How powerful is that?
He could not wait to return to his clan and see the arrogant faces of those people. He naturally had full respect for Ling Han. After spending a short time one day together, he realized that the power of his master was beyond imagination.
Ling Han stayed by the river, waiting for the appearance of the Corpse Boss. He connected with the totem through his heavenly sense, which allowed him to have a panoramic view of every corner of the small town.
He wanted to test the nature of Ding Ping's heart.
Have the talent and willingness to prove that Ding Ping has the potential to become an elite. However, these elites might be good people or bad people. Ling Han did not want to nurture a monstrous demon with his own hands. Therefore, letting Ding Ping back this time was a test of his temperament.
Suddenly experiencing an exponential increase in strength and being considered a genius again, would he be able to guard his heart?
Ding Ping returned to the city, and arrived at the Ding Clan Residence. He entered the noble house in an honest and resolute manner.
"Young Master!" The two guards at the door greeted him, yet their faces showed scorn, not even showing the slightest bit of respect.
The clan elder had been discussing this matter for quite some time. The conclusion would come out in the next few days, and Ding Ping's position as the clan's first heir would be wiped out because there were so many younger generations of the Ding clan to choose from. "A picked phoenix is not as good as a chicken" —Is there still a need to show respect 2?
Ding Ping's gaze swept over them. He snorted, saying, "What's wrong with your attitude?"
"What attitude?" Asked a guard in confusion. "Young Master Ding, what kind of attitude do you need for us to have? In a few days time, your position will be lower than that of a servant, so take advantage of these few days and enjoy your last bit of glory as Young Master Ding! ”
"Insolence!" Ding Ping raised his hand, and pa, slapped him in the face.
That guard was only at the level of a Body Refining Tier, how much could he block? Suddenly, he got a hard hit. Holding his face with one hand, he could not help but aim his spear at Ding Ping, saying, "You dare to hit me?"
"And why not? As long as I am the young master of the Ding Clan, I have the right to teach you how to be a servant! ”Ding Ping said coldly.
"Haha, Brother Ping is impressive!" At this moment, a young boy came out from the palace.
"Ding Feiwen!" Ding Ping's gaze swept over him and suddenly lit up with flames.
Half a year ago, his clan still called him “Big Brother Ding” while going around and licking. However, once he discovered that Ding Ping had a crippled Spirit Base, his attitude immediately changed by 180 degrees. Not only did he completely lose his respect for Ding Ping, he also underestimated the latter endlessly.
Vile characters through and through.
"Haha!" Ding Feiwen laughed out loud. She was not alone; beside her, there was a beautiful young girl around fourteen or fifteen years old. His body had developed quite well, with very different contours and undulations; he was extremely alluring.
"Yuanyuan!" Ding Ping could not help blurting out his name once he caught a glimpse of the young girl.
At this moment, the little beauty showed a cold expression, saying, “Young Master Ding, we have ended the engagement. Please don't call my name intimately. It would cause others to misunderstand! ”His name is Ye Yuan, and he was once Ding Ping's fiancee. However, half a year ago, when he learned that Ding Ping had a crippled Spirit Base, the Ye Clan proceeded to end their engagement immediately.
Really joke. Although the power of the Ye Clan was not comparable to the Ding Clan, they would never allow the clan pearl to be betrothed with a piece of trash.
Moreover, Ye Yuan's martial arts talent was amazing, and he likely had a promising future.
Ding Ping could not help it — he felt an incomparable pain in his heart. He sincerely liked Ye Yuan, and the other party had reciprocated his affection and was very gentle with him. However, since their engagement had ended six months ago, they had never met again.
Previously, he had thought that Ye Yuan was under house arrest by his family. Only now did he realize that the other party's tenderness towards him in the past was all merely a pretense.
It cut his heart like a knife.
"Yes, Brother Ping, please don't just call out his name because Yuanyuan is now my fiancee!" Added Ding Feiwen. Seeing that Ding Ping face had turned pale as if he had been hit with a heavy blow, he could not help feeling grateful.
He used to be suppressed by Ding Ping. No matter how outstanding his achievements were, when compared to Ding Ping, he would be seen as an ordinary person. However, he had a cunning nature; although he hated Ding Ping, he still played the role of a younger brother in front of the other party because he valued power and influence more than arrogance and pride.
But now, Ding Ping had lost his position, while he had been chosen to replace him. Naturally, he no longer had to follow the pretense, and could show his spirit as well as attack viciously against the person who had once stepped on him.
His face was pale, Ding Ping shouted, "Yuanyuan!" He really liked Ye Yuan. However, the Ye Yuan in front of him now was completely irreconcilable with the person in his memory — had nothing in common.
There were two youngsters behind, and they immediately jumped out and shouted at Ding Ping, "How dare you! Brother Feiwen's fiancee's name isn't one you can call! ”