Chapter 317

"Ren Yingying, then I'm off."

"Mm, watch yourself on the road. Yuan-ge…"

The last two words were almost inaudible.

Gu Gu Hanyuan heard them clearly enough.

Nor did he object.

He gave Ren Ren Yingying a smile, then turned and left.

Ren Ren Yingying watched Gu Gu Hanyuan's departing back.

Her heart was full of a thousand tangled thoughts.

She could only clutch the brocade handkerchief Gu Gu Hanyuan had left behind.

Silently looking forward to their next reunion.

After leaving, Gu Gu Hanyuan went straight into "sword-flying" toward Leigu Mountain.

Before he had even reached the mountaintop,

he heard a burst of gongs and drums, pipes and strings, singing and playing.

"Star Sage Immortal, boundless divine power; vast and mighty, your chariot rides through the Central Plains."

Gu Gu Hanyuan felt a strange stir in his heart.

So it was Ding Chunqiu.

What a horn being blown.

He wondered how it would compare in grandeur to the Sun Moon Holy Cult's "Eastern Cult Leader, civil and martial virtue, eternal through the ages, unifier of the jianghu."

If he could compare them face to face, it would probably be quite amusing.

Gu Gu Hanyuan laughed in amusement.

He wasn't in a hurry to reveal himself, watching the situation in the field.

Apart from Ding Chunqiu,

there were a few familiar faces.

Southern Southern Murong Fu was watching the chess game intently with his four great generals.

He wondered how many parts of his "Cloud-Parting Palm" had been mastered.

All Four Great Evils were present.

Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu were also there.

It seemed Duan Yu had already been rescued.

He wondered if it was the work of the people from Tianlong Temple.

Two women followed behind Duan Zhengchun.

One of them was a beautiful young matron.

She looked about thirty-five or thirty-six years old.

Lovely features, graceful and slender, and the most eye-catching thing about her was a pair of large, sparkling, radiant eyes.

Twinkling like stars, their glances flowing and turning, extraordinarily lively, as if they could speak.

She bore a five- or six-parts resemblance to A'Zhu.

This must be A'Zhu's birth mother, Ruan Xingzhu.

The young girl beside Ruan Xingzhu wore a purple dress.

Delicate, pretty, lively and adorable.

But those lively, expressive eyes betrayed her mischievous nature.

She bore a seven- or eight-parts resemblance to A'Zhu.

She must undoubtedly be A'Zi.

A few great baldies in monk robes—

clearly men of North North Shaolin.

The leading monk's face was a sickly blue-white.

Clearly he had been poisoned by a deadly toxin.

That was probably Sikuang Sikuang Xuan Nan, wounded by Ding Chunqiu's hand.

What most piqued Gu Gu Hanyuan's curiosity was the ugliest little monk in the North North Shaolin party.

As expected, that must be Xuzhu.

Gu Gu Hanyuan looked at Ye Ye Erniang among the Four Great Evils.

A playful smile crossed his face.

Ye Ye Erniang would never have imagined that the son she'd searched for twenty-four years was right before her eyes, yet worlds away.

Ding Chunqiu's evil name was well known.

His appearance put everyone on guard.

A'Zi in particular was so frightened she hid behind Ruan Xingzhu.

But pity—Ding Chunqiu, despite his great age, still had sharp eyes.

He fixed his gaze on A'Zi at once.

He said viciously:

"Little A'Zi, you took this old man's 'Divine Wood King Cauldron.' Isn't it time you gave it back?"

"When did I ever take any cauldron of yours? Daddy, he's slandering me!"

Not only did A'Zi not confess, she turned the tables with a counter-accusation.

Although Azi held no familial affection for Duan Zhengchun,

she still regarded him as her own backer.

After all, he was the Lin Zhennan Prince of Dali.

A man of great renown in the jianghu.

So for the moment she felt bold and unafraid.

Although Duan Zhengchun had only acknowledged Azi a short while ago,

he also knew what sort of temperament she had.

This "Divine Wood King Cauldron" was most likely truly taken by Azi.

Yet faced with Ding Chunqiu's questioning, he could not agree.

Otherwise, what face would he have to stand on in the jianghu?

He braced himself stubbornly and said:

"Ding Chunqiu. You say Azi took your thing—please produce evidence. Otherwise, I will not allow you to slander her."

"When did Azi become Prince Duan's daughter? So you've found a backer, and only now dare to steal my 'Divine Wood King Cauldron.' I only wonder how much substance this backer of yours truly has."

Seeing Duan Zhengchun shielding Azi, Ding Chunqiu said angrily.

As he spoke, he struck a palm toward Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun knew Ding Chunqiu's Du Gong was hard to deal with.

He dared not close in either.

He sent a "One Yang Finger" shooting out from afar.

The two had not exchanged more than a few moves

before Duan Zhengchun could no longer hold his ground.

Duan Yanqing snorted from the side.

Utterly contemptuous of Duan Zhengchun's Wu Gong.

Seeing this, Duan Yu hurriedly stepped in to help.

Ding Chunqiu was also startled by the might of the "Six Meridian Divine Sword."

Still, his experience was rich after all.

He seized two Xingxiu Sect disciples, dissolved them into rotting corpses, and hurled the poison at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu was completely unable to cope with such an attack.

He could only retreat and dodge.

Ding Chunqiu seized the chance to use "Hua Gong Da Fa" to dissolve the "One Yang Finger."

Then with another palm strike, he sent Duan Zhengchun flying.