Reunited after being apart for a long time, Ding Hao and Xie Jieyu remained silent under the bright moonlight. Sitting in the Void side by side, they saw the glistening Mirror Lake extending for thousands of miles, the frosty moon, and the scattered stars in the vast sky. Between heaven and earth was silence. Even those evil beasts and insects around were too scared by the great battle to make any noise.
Ding Hao had peace in his mind. He held Xie Jieyu's tiny hand in one hand and reached out the other to draw on the dark void.
Still we heard hidden grief and vague regret concebeerd. Music expressed then far less than silence revebeerd.
The words hopped in the void like golden elves, releasing a soft light which dissipated the darkness around them while circling around the pair like a bunch of mischievous children. The golden flame shone on Xie Jieyu's face, so exquisite and unparalleled as if she were a child of Gods left in the earthly wor
Saber Master's tone was a bit strange between teasing and ridiculing. Knowing her fondness of wicked fun, Ding Hao got a bad hunch in his heart. Before he could ask for details, Saber Master blurted out several herbs. "Yangding grass, Suoyang, Yingong, Lieyang branch..." Ding Hao repeated the names, feeling a bit confused, and uttered, "These herbs are considered precious but... Their efficacy..." "That's right. These herbs are for making a top-grade aphrodisiac. Hahaha. Little Chap Ding, the recipe I just told you an order-6 formula called the Rambling Heaven and Earth Harmony Pill. Haha. Come on, young man. Make it without hesitation. Haha. This pill will be of great use in the future." Saber Master's words sounded wicked and creepy. An aphrodisiac indeed. Ding Hao hesitated for a moment and asked uneasily, "An aphrodisiac is useless to me, isn't it?" Sword Master laughed out loud, "This old woman is full of dir
Huang Rong went on to share what she had learnt about the new inspector Ding Honglei before leaving with the emerald bottle of the Nether Yin Wine. Honestly, she didn't take Ding Hao's words very seriously. Probably because Huang Rong never saw Ding Hao as a high-ranking figure of the sect or a top talent of the Snow Province. For this slightly rebellious but extremely innocent maiden, he was never more than just a good mate. She would not associate with Ding Hao for various interests and goals like others. To keep it simple, she felt very light and relaxed. For this same reason, Ding Hao was always extremely patient with Huang Rong. Of course, this patience involved no romance at all. ... Habitually walking and hopping not like a lady at all, Huang Rong stepped away from the Strolling in the Moon Palace and ran into her serious father Huang Xiong. She subconsciously attem
At that time, almost all the known human martial arts masters of Snow Province had gathered there. When it's late in the morning, the Sect Grading Meeting officially started. To some people's disappointment, the new Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost inspector Ding Honglei didn't show up. The event was hosted by another elder with grey hair and beard and an imposing appearance from the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost. Ding Hao secretly let out his Divine Awareness to explore and found out the man's strength was on par with the deceased Zhuo Feifan, a great master. The opening ceremony was long and tedious. Having survived on this dangerous land for a long time, human tribes had many ancient rituals. Towards the end of the Grading Meeting ceremony, the ancestor worshiping rite was held. The nine sect heads along with the elder known as Grandpa Chen slaughtered 11 Demon Commander level monsters and offered monster blood to worship t
Ding Hao wanted to refuse but one thing suddenly came to his mind when the words rolled on the tip of his tongue. He pondered on it and then said with a nod, "Fairy Li, may I borrow your zither for a moment." There was a hint of surprise on Li Wushuang's calm face. She raised the Chinese zither above her head and replied. "It's called Piao Yao, one of the Heavenly Sound Valley's three treasures. Senior Brother Ding, help yourself." Ding Hao thanked her before taking a seat on the ground placing the Chinese zither Piao Yao in front of him. He observed it carefully and couldn't help praising in silence. The antique zither was of the Brainwave style among the 14 Chinese zither styles. Three chi and six and a half cun long representing the 365 days of a year, six cun wide and two cun thick, it was pure green like a piece of emerald with a faint silver-white shine like a layer of cream. Stroking the zither, he felt a weak sense of warmth. There w
The Heavenly Sound Valley once had a glorious history, and it fell into decay in the last few hundred years. Nevertheless, with the foundation of having been a supreme sect in the past, it was still powerful. Both the Tranquility Academy and the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect wanted to bring it into their own camps, but they failed. Unexpectedly, that day... Lo and behold, there were three treasures in the Heavenly Sound Valley, all of which had suffered heavy losses in the holy war and had fallen into a deep sleep. Since Ding Hao had revived the spirit of Piao Yao, a Chinese zither, the other two treasures—the Great Sage's Voice, a Chinese flute and the Tian Que, an ancient bronze bell—might be revived as well. Therefore, the Heavenly Sound Valley would definitely go to Ding Hao again. With that chip, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was confident that the Heavenly Sound Valley would certainly join their side. Tang Folei was happy t
"Morning, Head." Ding Hao and the others quickly saluted. Yin Zuimo, the head of the Heavenly Sound Valley, was a middle-aged beautiful woman who looked like she was only in her thirties. Her figure was graceful and her temperament, extraordinary. With beautiful hair worn in a bun and a light makeup, she looked well-mannered. She had an excellent maintenance. Her skin was as white as creamy. On the left side of her forehead, there was a red butterfly tattoo, which looked extremely enchanting and added some charm to that noble woman. "Is he Ding Hao? The Heavenly Son of your Swordsmanship-seeking Sect who has amazing talent?" Yin Zuimo's soft sight passed Ding Hao's body with a hint of curiosity in those calm eyes. That day, as soon as she returned from the Heaven Battlefield, she received news that the Piao Yao had been revived. Qin Ying, her junior sister, and Li Wushuang, her personal disciple, began to vividly describe what happened on th
In the next few days, Ding Hao appeared more and more in the square where the statue of the Northern Mysterious War God was located. He would choose three or four popular games to observe carefully every day. He had watched almost all the games among the young generations of the nine major sects. In the process, he had showed extremely critical and excellent vision. Each match he chose proved to be the most exciting matchup in the round. Therefore, many people took him as the bellwether. Every time the game started, people would first see which zone he appeared at, and then they could be assured that the game had to be the most exciting one. As they got more and more familiar with him, the awe toward him gradually dissipated and some brave ones even began to gather around him. In that process, his kindness was showed completely. He would explain some exciting moments that ordinary people couldn't understand, comment on the gain
Ding Hao's mind moved. He released a small part of his Divine Awareness into the arched door. Unfortunately, when his Divine Awareness reached a depth of less than half an inch, it seemed to have run into an insurmountable wall and was firmly blocked, which surprised him. After all, even the dominators like Li Jianyi and Fang Xiaoan couldn't detect and stop his Divine Awareness tempered with his Mind Essential... From behind came a snort from Elder Chen. Hearing that, Ding Hao plucked up his courage and stepped into the arched door without looking back. As he entered the door, a refreshing fragrance suddenly floated into his nose. The dark, cold, pale cyan halo disappeared, replaced by an orange soft bright light filling the whole inner hall, just like the quiet and soft beauty at sunset and dusk, which made his eyes brighten. Under his feet was a thick carpet made of pure white fox fur that muffled his footsteps. With a glance