Shocked! The Young Master's Petite Darling Is a Master of Mysteries-Chapter 187 Divine Clan

"Do you think I alone can threaten the entire Divine Clan?" Xia Mian raised an eyebrow slightly. "Since that young lady of the Divine Clan sees us as thorns in her side, targeting us secretly makes people laugh at her. If we walk right into her trap, wouldn’t it be just as she wants?"

Ding Cheng’s gaze wavered, suspiciously falling on Xia Mian.

"Ah Cheng, don’t take them to the Divine Clan!" Ding Lan suddenly said. "The Divine Clan and my Wood Clan are mortal enemies and they hold deep resentment toward the young master. If you take them to the Divine Clan, aren’t you sending the young master to his death?!"

As Ding Lan’s words fell, the rebellious genes in Ding Cheng started to stir. "You say I shouldn’t take them, so I won’t take them? Who do you think you are to me!"

Ding Cheng let out a cold laugh. "The young lady of the Divine Clan is quite interested in these two. If I really deliver them to her, she definitely won’t treat me poorly!"

With this thought, Ding Cheng suddenly saw things clearly.

Xia Mian wanted to go to the Divine Clan, so she’d send him there!

Anyway, on the Divine Clan’s turf, Xia Mian couldn’t stir up any trouble!

"Right, take us to the Divine Clan, it’ll be good for both of us." Xia Mian smiled faintly, a glimmer flashing in his eyes.

Ding Cheng was clearly moved, her gaze sizing up Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan.

These two were the ones the Divine Clan’s young lady had her eyes on. The reason she hadn’t come in person was because she was currently busy fighting for the position of head of the Divine Clan.

She didn’t have time to deal with these two.

However, if these two went to her voluntarily, dealing with them would be just a casual matter for the young lady.

"Alright, I’ll take you to the Divine Clan, but don’t regret it!" Ding Cheng said nonchalantly, casting a meaningful look at Lu Zechuan.

It’s a pity, though he was born with such a good appearance, the Wood Clan had already declined, and the young lady of the Divine Clan would no longer be interested in him.

"Ah Cheng!" Ding Lan was anxious. "The blood of the Wood Clan flows in you. Doing this will make our ancestors look down on you!"

Ding Cheng sneered, "Do I need those dead spirits to look up to me?"

Back then, when she was abandoned by the Wood Clan the moment she was born a few seconds later, she had already lost any sentiment towards them.

Ding Cheng now was just a bounty hunter in the Mystical World. As long as someone paid the bounty, she’d do anything!

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to the Divine Clan!" Ding Cheng smiled brightly.

Ding Cheng walked nonchalantly under the moonlight, descending the unfinished building.

Ding Lan hurried forward to grab her hand, only to have it shaken off by Ding Cheng. "Ding Lan, mind your own business. We have been separated since childhood and have no so-called sisterly affection!"

Ding Cheng’s eyes were cold, staring at Ding Lan with hostility.

They were clearly twin sisters, so why was it her, damn it?!

Guilt flashed across Ding Lan’s face, "Ah Cheng, we didn’t want things to turn out this way. After you were taken away, Mother died of depression, and Father followed her in death. I also grew up alone, without any support!"

Ding Cheng’s eyes were clear and cold, unmoved, with mockery at the corners of her eyes and mouth, "What’s it got to do with me?"

From the day they couldn’t protect her, let her be taken, used, trampled, and wandering, she had nothing to do with the Ding Family.

Ding Lan opened her mouth, finding herself unable to argue.

Ding Cheng walked down the stairs, Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan following closely behind.

It was only now that Ding Lan seemed to react, rushing forward and shouting at Xia Mian, "If you want to die, don’t drag Ah Chuan into it!"

Xia Mian didn’t turn back, but Lu Zechuan turned his head to glance at her, speaking coolly, "Aunt Ding, you don’t need to meddle in my affairs."

Ding Lan opened her mouth, swallowing all her words.

Since Lu Zechuan met Xia Mian, his life’s trajectory began to change slowly; once she thought Lu Zechuan would live an ordinary life.

But after meeting Xia Mian, by some twist of fate, his Wood Clan abilities awakened.

"Then, take care," was all Ding Lan could say after all her words.

Lu Zechuan gave a small acknowledgment, following Ding Cheng down the stairs with Xia Mian and telling Uncle Sun that he was going on vacation with Xia Mian, so no one should look for him.

In the abandoned building, the wind howled, more eerily than before.

Ding Cheng walked lightly, like a graceful cat, and as she stepped down the last step, a ruby bracelet on her wrist glinted, transforming the scenery within the unfinished building.

The final step seemed to be the pivot for the scene’s transformation; time and space rotated, and the ground beneath them continuously changed.

When Ding Cheng finally stepped onto the ground, she had already led Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan into a brand-new world.

This place was different from the Mystical World, with Spiritual Energy a hundred times more abundant than in the Mystical World.

As Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan felt the environment here, surprise flashed in their eyes.

The Divine Clan surely went to great lengths; this separate space they created had such dense Spiritual Energy.

"This is the unique space of the Divine Clan, where everything is controlled by them. Entering here, not even the King of Heaven could make a move," Ding Cheng looked at Xia Mian with a half-smile. "I hope you won’t regret your previous decision."

Xia Mian merely smiled slightly, looking out to the clean, orderly village in the distance.

There, Spiritual Energy was most abundant, Xia Mian thought. That’s probably where those so-called Divine Clan members live.

"Take me to meet the young lady of the Divine Clan!" Xia Mian’s expression remained unchanged, calm and composed.

Ding Cheng cast a meaningful glance at Xia Mian and stepped forward.

Though it seemed just a small step, she moved a whole yard ahead.

Xia Mian squinted slightly, amusedly curving his lips, shrinking space at will?

This Ding Cheng knew much more than Ding Lan.

Xia Mian lightly pursed his lips, holding Lu Zechuan’s hand and slowly following behind.

The village was peaceful and harmonious, with the road paved in bluestone, carrying a sense of solemn dignity amidst its simplicity.

As Ding Cheng’s figure appeared at the village entrance, an old man with white hair and beard stood in her way.

"Who goes there? For what purpose?" the old man, white-haired yet spirited, spoke with a strong voice.

Ding Cheng’s face bore a hint of a smile, "I’m here to see your young lady."

The old man’s scrutinizing gaze fell on Ding Cheng and then suspiciously on Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian. "Who are you? Our young lady isn’t someone you can just see."

Ding Cheng’s face still carried a smile, "These two I’ve brought are very important to your young lady. Are you sure you can decide whether or not we meet her?"

Ding Cheng’s tone was casual, her gaze playfully resting on the old man.