Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2221: Chapter 2256: A Completely Normal Thing

The two sisters were quickly brought over. Herr Ningshuang still carried that calm, unruffled look, while Herr Rufeng had her cheeks puffed up with anger, to the point she refused to even look at Madam Yan.

After Herr Ningshuang stepped into the loft, she asked Madam Yan, "Auntie, has our Patriarch gone to Shenwu Country to fight? Is everything arranged properly?"

"Mm, mm!"

Madam Yan nodded, but didn’t show the two sisters a pleasant face. After a moment of silence, she said, "You two girls aren’t little anymore. You need to act more wisely, help me handle some government affairs. Next time you go to Yuexia City, make sure to build a good relationship with Ding Fan."

Although the two sisters had been locked up, they still knew some news from outside; however, they didn’t know what was really going on behind the scenes. At this, Herr Rufeng immediately asked curiously, "Auntie, why did you suddenly let Ding Fan off the hook, and even give him Moon Mist Island? Did Ding Fan agree to join our Herr Family?"

Herr Ningshuang was also very curious. Although they knew some reports, the core secrets definitely wouldn’t be shared with them.

The two of them just couldn’t figure it out. Based on their understanding of how Madam Yan handled matters, how could she end up compromising with Ding Fan?

Madam Yan thought for a moment and still decided to explain the whole story. A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of her mouth as she said, "How could someone like him possibly join our Herr Family? In his eyes, our Herr Family is completely unworthy of his status."

"Hm?"

Herr Rufeng’s cherry lips parted wide open; her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and confusion. Herr Ningshuang’s willow brows knitted together as she muttered in a low voice, "Status? Unworthy... could it be..."

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Madam Yan. When she saw Madam Yan give a light nod in confirmation, she immediately realized what was going on. She sighed and said, "No wonder he’s covered in mystery. If he’s that person’s disciple, everything can be easily explained."

Herr Rufeng’s reaction was silly yet adorable. She scratched her own head lightly, still not understanding, and asked, "Sister, what are you talking about? What’s the deal with Ding Fan, really?"

Herr Ningshuang explained, "Ding Fan is Sirius Elder’s disciple—the very same Sirius Elder who turned Daozhen Villa upside down decades ago."

"Hm?"

Herr Rufeng’s little mouth hung wide open, and only after a long while did she react, "Ding Fan, he actually..."

"Alright!"

Madam Yan cut Herr Rufeng off and solemnly told the two sisters, "You must never spread this around, and do not offend Ding Fan. Ding Fan won’t stay in the Tianmu Sea for long. He should be heading for the Central Plains very soon, and might never come back. Of course, we can try to draw closer to him. Once Ding Fan gains power among the Sirius Clan, he might remember the friendship you sisters showed him and help our Daozhen Family."

"He’s leaving?"

A hint of loss flashed across Herr Ningshuang’s face. In a low voice she asked, "Auntie, has Ding Fan come to Daozhen Villa in these last few days?"

"No, he hasn’t."

Madam Yan glanced at Herr Ningshuang and said, "Ningshuang, don’t think too much. He’s a dragon destined for the Central Plains, not a dragon of our Northern Wastelands. He could never stay in this tiny place of the Northern Wastelands. The Patriarch has already divined it for you—you’re fated to marry a peerless Ninth Level Divine Realm expert of the Northern Wastelands, so you have no hope of being with Ding Fan. Furthermore, back then when Sirius Elder rampaged through Daozhen Villa, the Patriarch almost died at his hands. Do you think the Patriarch would ever agree to you being together?"

"That’s not what I meant, Auntie!" Herr Ningshuang’s face flushed red, but the loss on her face couldn’t be hidden no matter what.

Herr Rufeng had been grinning from ear to ear this whole time. She couldn’t help sighing, "I really didn’t expect Ding Fan to have such a huge background. His master is Ninth Level Divine Realm... Ninth Level Divine Realm!"

"Rufeng!"

Herr Ningshuang thought for a bit, then opened her mouth and said, "If you’re free, go visit Ding Fan. I won’t go. I’ll stay and help Auntie handle things here."

"Alright!"

Herr Rufeng immediately nodded. She was now full of curiosity about Ding Fan and wanted to rush over to question him clearly.

Yan thought that the white-clad Xia Shuang was actually quite good. This girl was emotionless, and building connections between her and Ding Fan would be even better.

"You can go now, and take along eleven High Level Martial Arts Secret Manuals to give him!"

Madam Yan waved her hand. Herr Rufeng happily disappeared. She was born lively and restless; after being locked up for a while and finally let out, she was like a caged bird, unable to sit still for even a moment.

Herr Ningshuang watched the figure her younger sister left behind. Her eyes were veiled by thick disappointment, her willow brows furrowed deeply, and her face was full of lingering sorrow.

Madam Yan saw through her thoughts, so she took her hand and sighed, "In life, eight or nine things out of ten don’t go the way we want. We were born into such a great family, and we’re women on top of that. Our fates were set from the moment we were born. So don’t fall in too deep, or you’ll only end up hurting yourself. Your aunt doesn’t want you to become another... Iron Lady."

The Tianmu Sea army landed very quickly. The ten-thousand-strong army disembarked from the warships and marched straight toward the Zhong Family Fortress in great force, with over a dozen Super Airships slowly following behind.

A hundred li south of Wolf Fall Cliff there was a county city where a third-grade power’s family resided. As the army passed by, the men below asked if they were going to attack this city. Herr Wanzhan said one thing, "Don’t kill people casually!"

The Super Airships left first, and the Tianmu Sea army happily entered the city. That third-grade force directly knelt down and surrendered. Their family had in total only five Third Level Divine Realm experts, while the weakest among the Tianmu Sea army were all Third Level Divine Realm experts. There was simply no way they could fight.

Fortunately, no one dared disobey Herr Wanzhan. Since this third-grade power had already knelt down and surrendered, no one was killed. Of course, the wealth this family had accumulated over the years was looted clean, even their low-grade medicine was taken away.

Not only this third-grade family, but the four or five Level Two forces’ families in this city were also swept clean, not a single piece of Black Obsidian was left behind...

The army moved straight through the city like a swarm of locusts, leaving the heads of those plundered families weeping nonstop. Everyone cursed that the Tianmu Sea army were nothing but bandits, and of course they also cursed that troublemaking Zhong Family.

The army advanced very fast. People at the Third Level of the Divine Realm were already very fast themselves, marching a thousand miles in a day. At this speed, they would reach Zhong Family Fortress in at most a dozen days.

Soon they encountered another city. They still controlled the Super Airship and flew straight past it first, as if they hadn’t seen that city at all, while the remaining ten thousand troops poured into the city like locusts and looted the residents.

All kinds of news flew toward Shenwu City like snowflakes. The great families all lodged complaints with the Zhao Family, accusing the Tianmu Sea army of their crimes and demanding that the Zhao Family send troops to suppress the bandits from Tianmu Sea.

The Zhao Family didn’t react much, but they did issue a notice: protesting Tianmu Sea’s unreasonable actions, warning Tianmu Sea not to continue acting like this, otherwise whatever happened next would be the responsibility of Tianmu Sea’s army.

This kind of protest was like farting. In the Northern Wastelands, force had always been the absolute principle. If reason were useful, the Northern Desolation of the Divine Realm wouldn’t be so chaotic.

Many Scout Cavalry from Tianmu Sea set out again, secretly lurking in the cities near Zhong Family Fortress. No matter how the Zhong Family’s conspiracy was laid out, as long as they didn’t leave Zhong Family Fortress, in the end it would be smashed into dust.

The Tianmu Sea army didn’t massacre people, so they didn’t stir up the united hatred of the Shenwu great clans. Those who were looted could only accept their bad luck. When the Four Great Royal Clans said nothing, who dared risk death to stop them?

The fate of the Zhong Family seemed destined for failure.

The Northern Wastelands were too small, with nowhere for the Zhong Family to hide—unless the entire clan migrated and fled to Tongzhou, Youzhou, or even the Central Plains. But judging from the current situation, even if the Zhong Family wanted to flee, they wouldn’t be able to get away now.

...

Around noon, the Teleportation Array in Yuexia City lit up. A beautiful girl in a green long dress appeared on the Array.

She was a sixteen-year-old girl, tall and slender, with a beautiful face, exuding a noble and holy aura. Her small nose tilted up slightly, giving off a spirited, delicate feeling. Bright light flowed in her beautiful eyes, making people afraid to look straight at her. Many young Samurai went dumb the moment they saw her, as if they had seen a Fairy descending from the heavens to the mortal world.

"Greetings, Miss Herr, and respect to this gentleman!"

A commander from the Skeleton Sect reacted, quickly dropping to one knee and saluting the two. Herr Rufeng had come with Steward He, and she was in a great mood today. Rarely, she smiled and said, "No need for that. Get up and take me to see Ding Fan."

Patriarch Liu hurriedly led the two toward the Xu Family courtyard, which had now been renamed Ding Mansion. At the same time, this minor commander sent someone ahead in haste to report to Ding Fan.

Unexpectedly, Ding Fan came out personally to greet them, though he only waited in the courtyard. He recognized Herr Rufeng at a glance and said with a smile, "Herr Rufeng, weren’t you locked up? Did you sneak out?"

"Hmph, hmph!"

Herr Rufeng was a little displeased. Pouting her small mouth, she said, "Ding Fan, what are you talking about? We were locked up because of you. You’re really something—you didn’t go beg my aunt for mercy, you didn’t even come to visit us two sisters. You’re really not very considerate."

"Haha!"

Ding Fan laughed it off and said, "That’s my fault, I accept the punishment. Herr Rufeng, why isn’t your sister here? Is she mad at me?"

"Isn’t that obvious?"

Herr Rufeng strode inside as she spoke: "My sister’s usually got a good temper. If she’s really angry, she just won’t care about you anymore. I usually have a bad temper, but I have the virtue of not bearing grudges. Since you wouldn’t come see me, I could only lower myself to come see you."

"That is definitely not one of your virtues." Ding Fan said with a grin. "That just means you have no scheming mind. Put bluntly, you’re just adorably dumb."

"You’re the dumb one!"

Herr Rufeng glared at Ding Fan, then after sitting down she leaned toward him mysteriously and asked, "Ding Fan, I heard you’re the Heir of the Sirius Clan. Is that true?"

Looking into Herr Rufeng’s big eyes, Ding Fan found he liked her personality. The first time he met her, he’d noticed this girl was straightforward, said whatever was on her mind, and wasn’t that deep or scheming. Her love and hate were very clearly drawn. Though she had a bit of a young miss’s temper, her nature wasn’t bad, and being friends with someone like her wasn’t tiring.

He nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I’m the Closed-door Disciple of Old Man Sirius, the Heir of the Sirius Clan of the Central Plains. Why? You’ve fallen for me? Trying to seduce me? Want to become my wife?"

"Ptui!"

Herr Rufeng spat lightly and said angrily, "Would this young lady ever like you? Dream on. You think you’re so great? This young lady is going to marry a Ninth Level Expert of the Divine Realm in the future. You’re just the Heir of the Sirius Clan. If you can cultivate to the Eight Level Divine Realm in this lifetime that’d already be pretty good. And do you know this? Your master, Old Man Sirius, once stormed Daozhen Villa and almost beat our old ancestor to death. Our old ancestor deeply hates people of your Sirius Clan. So don’t you dare harbor any ideas about this young lady—you’re not qualified."

"Haha!"

Ding Fan laughed again. He was starting to like Herr Rufeng’s character more and more. After laughing for a while, he asked curiously, "My master almost beat your old ancestor to death? You’re not making that up?"

"Your father is at the Seventh Level of the Divine Realm. Although my old ancestor is very fierce in battle and once fought alone against the patriarchs of three Great Royals, they were all at the Sixth Level of the Divine Realm. They’re one whole Realm lower than your master Old Man Sirius. Losing to him is totally normal."