Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 287: The Reason! The Ruined Temple (9/15)
Ding Ling struck directly with a sword, snap, snap!
The back of the sword slapped against the young man’s cheek, making him stagger and almost lose his balance, stepping back a few steps before crashing to the ground.
"Hong Renxiong?"
Ding Ling looked down at him and asked indifferently.
"How, how, how did you know it was me?!"
The young man was a bit confused, more so in disbelief:
"Is it possible that my reputation has really spread across the entire Jiuzhou Territory, so even a master like you knows of me?!"
"Heh heh."
Ding Ling chuckled ambiguously and said:
"Why did you come to kill me?"
His voice was gentle, like a spring breeze in the ear.
Yet it was like cold water poured over his head, causing Hong Renxiong’s heart to plunge into an icy abyss. His feelings towards Ding Ling were a mix of hatred, fear, anger, jealousy, and envy... an extremely complex emotion.
He was so confused that he forgot to hide the expression on his face.
By the time he realized it.
It was already too late.
His heart felt ashen, he hung his head, saying nothing.
"If you don’t speak, I’ll have you flayed alive."
Ding Ling waved his long sword, under the effect of Dawn Swordsmanship, a scene of blooming flowers formed on the ground, crackling sounds filled the air as the wild grass got instantly shredded to pieces, looking like it had just been through a tornado, increasingly fragmented and chaotic.
Hong Renxiong’s pupils shrank as he fearfully glanced at Ding Ling and said:
"If, if, if I speak, can you spare my life?"
"I can let you die a bit quicker."
Ding Ling spoke frankly:
"Anyway, I already know that Qingcheng Sect sent the assassin after me. I’ll settle the score with Yu Canghai sooner or later, whether you speak or not doesn’t really matter anymore."
He raised his sword:
"I can flay you alive right now."
"No!"
Hong Renxiong screamed in terror:
"I’ll talk!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
As soon as he uttered these two words.
He broke out in a cold sweat.
As if he’d just been pulled out of the water.
His face turned ghastly pale as he said:
"It was the Darts Master from the Fuwei Escort Agency who said you killed Yu Renyan. And there are aliens who claimed you took the Exorcism Sword Manual. We were able to find you so easily because someone secretly provided the information."
"I see."
Ding Ling understood.
When players massively entered a world.
The local natives would naturally learn about some of the things concerning these aliens.
It was true back in the Three Kingdoms.
And it’s true in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer World as well.
If it was just Ding Ling alone, perhaps it wouldn’t be like this. But the player group had already flooded into this world several days ago, and it seems the local natives have gradually adapted to the presence of these aliens.
"Where is Yu Canghai?"
"In a ruined temple ahead. It’s just over a dozen miles from here. If we’re unable to hold our ground, we can flee there, and the Sect Leader will aid us."
He glanced at Ding Ling in fear:
"What we didn’t expect is that you’d be so strong. It seems those aliens weren’t lying. It’s truly our arrogance and overconfidence."
Ding Ling’s eyes twitched slightly.
No doubt about it.
The alien who provided secret information either has a grudge with him, harbors deep resentment, or simply doesn’t like him!
In the Three Kingdoms World, there were many such people, and Ding Ling subdued the world by himself. Anyone who dared defy him would be obliterated directly!
Now that he’s here.
Does Ding Ling have the same power?
Perhaps the players are also testing him?
Ding Ling pondered to himself:
"If they figure out the essence of it, they might attack me in the real world."
Thinking of this.
Ding Ling became cautious.
He felt more and more that it was a wise decision not to deeply engage with the players.
Illusions and realities.
Real and fake.
Let them see it vaguely so they’re indecisive, which might delay a lot more time.
Of course, to be on the safe side.
Moving again.
And using the Eight Array Map and other disguises is also quite necessary.
Thinking of this.
Ding Ling had Hong Renxiong recite the Kung Fu he knew.
It turned out he learned the Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill, Pine Wind Swordsmanship, and Basic Archery.
He knew all three.
So why keep Hong Renxiong around?
Amid his screams.
Clang!
The blade trembled, thud!
A head soared into the sky.
Ding Ling turned around and left without looking back.
A Ferghana Horse neighing!
The Ferghana Horse, as if it had a soul, galloped over, and Ding Ling flipped onto its back, tugged slightly on the reins, and charged towards the direction Hong Renxiong had pointed to, where the ruined temple lay.
Clip-clop, clip-clop!
The horse was fast.
Ding Ling sat steadily on the horse’s back, sheathed his sword, and picked up a bow.
To treat people the way they treat him!
If the other side shoots arrows in ambush.
Then don’t blame him for using arrows to kill as well.
Clip-clop, clip-clop!
After some time.
Among the sounds of hooves.
Ding Ling’s eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he spotted the hidden ruined temple in the lush Green Forest at first glance, because the temple was extremely conspicuous, built right beside a vast lake!
At this moment, someone seemed to be fetching water from the lake to cook.
Thin wisps of smoke could be seen rising from the temple.
Ding Ling sneered, dismounted, patted the heads of the two Ferghana Horses, signaling them to stay there and wait.
He then performed the Flying Swallow Technique and Ascending Skill, leaping several meters high in a bound, landing on a branch of a large tree, similar to how a Tiger King crosses a mountain stream; activating the Five Animals Qigong, he continued moving nimbly, lightly landing on one tree after another, getting closer to the temple without being noticed.
At this moment.
Ding Ling was only about ten meters from the temple entrance.
Being so close.
Ding Ling’s gaze was like a torch, sharp and clear.
A dozen people were gathered at the temple entrance.
Inside the temple were three to five people tied up.
There was a middle-aged man and woman, elegantly dressed and with a noble air, leaning against the wall.
Next to them knelt a handsome young man, wasn’t it Lin Pingzhi?
Ding Ling was secretly surprised:
"I clearly saw the letter delivered directly into the hands of the Lin Family, so how did they end up like this?"
No doubt.
Either Lin Zhennan didn’t believe his words at all.
Or there was player interference involved, or Yu Canghai acted swiftly, not giving Lin Zhennan time to escape?
No matter the truth.
Ding Ling didn’t spare them another glance.
He had done everything he could and felt no shame in his heart.
If it doesn’t work out, in the future find an opportunity to return the Exorcism Sword Manual to Lin Pingzhi.
This is because he took it, if someone else took it, how likely would they return it?
Not only would Ding Ling return it, but before that, he had already given advice, and also sent them a Superior Swordsmanship!
If all this is still considered unscrupulous, then Ding Ling has nothing to say.
In his actions, he strives to stand tall and remain blameless, once he feels he has done his utmost, he won’t hesitate anymore.
And this is the case now.
He ignored the Lin family.
Instead, he looked at the dozen men at the door.
Among them, the leader was short and thin, yet showed extraordinary demeanour, exuding a majestic presence as he sat ’big and mighty’ on a rock, looking coldly at a beardless, fair-skinned man.
