Chapter 324 The Aftermath and People’s Feelings (2)

“Hey, since you came back, you have been watching your sword without talking. You were irritated by Ding Hao’s strength, weren’t you?” the fat man Ren Xiaoyao asked with a lisp. He was always extremely lucky; at the moment, he was chewing on the chicken legs and looking at Lin Xin, the handsome teenager sitting in the distance.

Lin Xin was originally looking calmly at his long sword in his hand with a complicated expression. He glanced at the fat man and said unkindly, “Since watching the fight between Ding Hao and Lu Pengfei, you have eaten 41 roasted chicken legs. Such amount is four times what you normally have in the same normal time period… It appears that it’s not just me who has been irritated.”

“Hey, your senior brother, I, have been really irritated, ” the fat man set down half of the roast chicken leg in his hand, and said with indignation. “I really can’t figure out how Ding Hao has cultivated, to unexpectedly enter that realm. Is he extremely luckier than me?”

Hearing Ren Xiaoyao’s words, Lin Xin slowly stood up, putting the sword back into the sheath and laughed. “I never expected that you, Ren Xiaoyao, would be capable of envying others. I don’t know how lucky Ding Hao is, but there is one point that I know very clearly.”

“What?” Ren Xiaoyao asked.

“Ding Hao has put more and harder effort on cultivating, definitely a thousand or even tens of thousands of times than what you’ve exerted in eating and sleeping every day. The time you spend in eating and sleeping every day is several times more than what you invest in cultivating,” Lin Xin said word by word without politeness.

“I admit it,” Ren Xiaoyao bit a chicken leg and smirked.

“If only you could admit it. I don’t have to envy, be jealous of and hate Ding Hao at the moment. I know that when you participated in the competition among the five academies, you were never willing to go all out. You don’t want to show your ability to the fullest extent, but we have to think about it after watching Ding Hao’s fight. If we continue to be satisfied with being outstanding among the nominal disciples, then one day, let alone catching up with Ding Hao, I am afraid that I will be left far behind Li Muyun, Li Lan and Liang Feixue, so that I will hardly see their backs in the future.”

Lin Xin’s tone was heavy.

It could be seen that the strength shown by Ding Hao had extremely shocked the superior, the second to none in the Northern Academy of Yellow Shirts.

“Well, starting from tomorrow, I have to work harder in my cultivation,” Ren Xiaoyao swore, raising a chicken leg.

“If I were you, I would take action now,” Lin Xin couldn’t help but kick that fat man. He paused and said, “unfortunately, Ding Hao killed people out of anger that time and he has made a big trouble for himself. We don’t know how the Sect will punish him, but the punishment won’t be light.”

“You can rest assured,” the fat man smugly licked his chicken legs and said carelessly, “My intuition tells me that Ding Hao will be more scared than hurt.”

Lin Xin felt stunned and a little relaxed.

When others said like that, Lin Xin would certainly sneer at them, but such words were spoken by “Lucky Superman” Fat Ren, so it was likely to be the truth.

…

In the Central Academy of White Shirts.

The five superiors from the Honorable Alliance of Seven except for Li Muyun the first, and Liang Feixue the second, who had been recruited in advance to cultivate in the Six Peaks and Six Bases—all were there with grave looks, sitting around a stone table.

“I had never expected for Ding Hao to be that powerful.”

“Senior Brother still has a sword-appointment. I am afraid…”

“Nothing to fear. Senior Brother is talented and he will definitely win.”

“Four months have passed. I don’t know if our Second Senior Brother is already able to control the power in his body. Our Honorable Alliance of Seven has kept really silent for too long.”

“The last year-end big competition among the five academies is the best time for us to rise again.”

“The only variable is Ding Hao.”

“Ding Hao killed people in public, and the Sect is angry. He might not survive this barrier.”

“I’ve always felt that Ding Hao is not a reckless person. He acted in such a manner since he might have already worked out countermeasures. It might not be difficult for him to survive this barrier.”

“Let’s wait and see. Before First Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother come back, we must not slack off. Everyone should work hard.”

“Work harder!”

…

“Ding Hao, that lowly nominal disciple again,” at the deep mountain gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, in the majestic black main hall, Yin Yifei, the core disciple of the third generation smashed a stone cup with an angry look.

On the cushion next to him, Lu Qi looked pale with an unstable aura; the flame of hatred shone in his eyes.

“It is because of Wang Juefeng’s Sapphire Jade Plate, otherwise how could Ding Hao hit me seriously with his own strength? Wang Juefeng was one of two proud superiors in the Sword-hiding Peak from the past, and he was expelled from the Sword-hiding Peak, but he still professes affection toward the old monster, the Abandoning Green Shirts. He was willing to teach Ding Hao a valuable kung fu such as the Sapphire Jade Plate, which might have been done due to the old monster’s orders.”

Lu Qi wished that he could have cut Ding Hao into minced meat.

That time, in the face of so many people, he was knocked out by Ding Hao. And then Ding Hao lifted him up and threw him away like a cur. That was a great shame; he had become the biggest joke among the successor disciples of the third generation in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

However, he had to suppress his anger and share the information he knew without adding highly colored details.

It was because of the Young Master’s existence.

He was such an existence, standing at the very top of the entire Sect. He meant what he said. What he hated most was that for his subordinates to mix their personal emotions in the basic report.

Hearing the name of the Abandoning the Green Shirts, Yin Yifei became silent.

His status was not low in the Sect and his backer was more outstanding, but he was far from being qualified to provoke a head-on challenge against that old monster. Even his backer had to keep at arm’s length in the face of the old monster, the Abandoning Green Shirts.

“So shall we let bygones be bygones this time? Lu Pengfei was a pawn selected by the Young Master. He was killed by Ding Dao in public, so where are the Young Master’s face and my face?” Yin Yifei asked. As he could not dispel his anger in his heart, he hatefully clapped the stone table in front of him and the table was smashed into powder.

“Of course we cannot just forget it.”

Suddenly a clear voice sounded without warning in the hall.

The gold light flashed out of thin air. A slender and straight figure, excluding the vast and strong aura, slowly came out of the golden light and approached them instantly.

The Flowing Eastward Widely.

“We’re glad to see Senior Brother, the Flowing Eastward!” Both Yin Yifei and Lu Qi dared not be careless and greeted him with bows.

The Flowing Eastward Widely nodded. Then he focused his eyes on Lu Qi, then nodded slightly and asked, “How about your wounds, Younger Brother Lu?”

“Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Flowing Eastward. I feel much better,” Lu Qi said with a shameful look.

The Flowing Eastward Widely nodded and continued, “That Sapphire Jade Plate contains Wang Juefeng’s strike at full force from his heyday. Hehe. Wang Juefeng was one of the past’s two proud superiors in the Sword-hiding Peak, and his strength was at the Great Grand-master Realm, so you need not feel ashamed even if you failed. Don’t put other people’s gossip into your mind and never be depressed or decadent. Moreover, the Young Master has no intent to blame you.”

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