Chapter 598

It was also what he said to Second Dream.

Unfortunately, after living in seclusion for so many years, he had been practicing his blade day and night.

After the First Xiehuang created the Demonic Blade, the gap between the two of them only grew wider.

For a moment, he was somewhat lost.

From time to time he would look at the long blade in his hand called Duan Zhengming, sinking into pain and contemplation.

He could not understand why, even though he had already reached this step, he still could never catch up to the First Xiehuang.

Could it be that, like the First Xiehuang, he had to kill his son to prove his Dao?

If not for the fact that he still had a trace of familial affection for Second Dream,

And if not for the Heavenly Dao Gold List timely announcing his ranking, it was likely that in not too long,

He would be unable to step out of his own cage, and truly would have done something foolish.

Now, he had made the list!

He had made the Heavenly Dao Gold List!

Although his ranking was only twenty-second, the most important thing was that the Heavenly Dao Gold List had actually given him a blade art that would let him advance further.

Shattered Dream Blade Art!

Practice the blade within a dream, practice the blade through love?

And what is forgiveness?

The Second Daohuang could not figure it out.

But he understood that, since he must love, then he needs a woman!

Now, because of the place he had long since left behind that he once called home.

His woman, Second Dream's mother, had long since died of sorrow.

So if he wanted a woman, he could only seek another.

Fortunately, the beauties on the Heavenly Dao Hundred Flowers List — how plentiful they were!

Although the majority had been abducted back to Qinglong Peak by Li Canghai of the Qinglong Society.

But after all, there were still some out in the world.

After contemplating the Shattered Dream Blade Art in his mind, the Second Daohuang still did not understand how to practice the blade in a dream, or how to forgive.

But he understood what he needed most right now.

"Good! Woman, here I come!"

After saying this, he swung the Duan Zhengming blade and slashed out a golden Ning Daoqi.

He directly split the Forgetful Abode he had lived in for many years into pieces!.

411 Good lad, you've actually gained both wealth and beauty

The Dasonggai Gang was originally the best-developed Gai Gang among all the Gai Gangs of the great dynasties under heaven.

Only because their former gang leader was Qiao Feng.

Heroic spirit soaring to the clouds, Wu Gong unrivaled under heaven — a rare and remarkable man.

Unfortunately, before the Yunzhou return, the matter of Apricot Grove had already erupted.

Members of the Gai Gang, blinded by factional prejudice, insisted on driving Qiao Feng from the position of gang leader.

Now the position of Gai Gang Gang leader sat vacant, and the gang's affairs were handled separately by the Palm-Bowl Dragon Head and the Staff Dragon Head.

The Staff Dragon Head was named Tie Chou, elevated to his position through Quan Guanqing's backing, with Quan Guanqing actually pulling the strings behind the scenes.

And the Palm-Bowl Dragon Head was Seeing Nangong Ling!

This man had sword-browed starry eyes, a tall and jade-like figure, originally a dashing and elegant Young Master.

For reasons unknown, after Qiao Feng left the Gai Gang, he actually joined the Gai Gang.

To show he had joined the Gai Gang, he patched a few patches onto his blue robe.

Because of his striking looks, refined speech, and generous spending,

Elders and disciples in the Gai Gang with decent backgrounds all flocked to him one after another.

In the end they actually elected Seeing Nangong Ling as Palm-Bowl Dragon Head, to stand on equal footing with Tie Chou and Quan Guanqing's faction.

And precisely because the Gai Gang had no gang leader, it split into two factions fighting each other, its prestige declining more and more.

Until not long ago, when the Heavenly Dao Hundred Flowers List was revealed, this seemingly upright gentleman Seeing Nangong Ling, for some unknown reason, had privately imprisoned Qiu Lingsu.

In an instant, the entire Song Wu Lin was in an uproar.

Many who considered themselves righteous people headed to Luoyang, preparing to denounce Seeing Nangong Ling.

But Seeing Nangong Ling was extremely shrewd; after the Heavenly Dao Hundred Flowers List was revealed, he took Qiu Lingsu and vanished without a trace.

The entire Song Wu Lin was practically turned upside down, yet still no one could find any trace of Seeing Nangong Ling or Qiu Lingsu.

Gradually, the matter just passed like that.

After all, what Qiu Lingsu obtained was only the Bewitching Pupil and a Divine-Grade Beauty-Preserving Pill.

Of these two things, the former was like poison to a man.

The latter was mostly what women pursued.

The righteous folk of the jianghu had new matters to attend to every day — where would they find the time to keep pursuing this affair?

Little did they know that Seeing Nangong Ling's methods were extraordinary, and he was also highly skilled in the art of disguise.

He directly altered his own and Qiu Lingsu's appearances, then brazenly settled down right in Jin Ling city of the great Song.

During the day, he deliberately went out, disguised as an errand boy, locking Qiu Lingsu inside the house.

At night, he would return home to humiliate Qiu Lingsu.

To the neighbors, the two were a harmonious and loving couple.

An ordinary person would never be able to spot the strangeness hidden within.

That day, Nangong Ling came once again to the gates of Jin Ling, leading his scrawny horse to look for work.

A plain-looking errand boy happened to be leading a horse as well, arriving at the same spot.

"Oh! Someone's here already! My apologies, my apologies."

Seeing Nangong Ling there, the errand boy quickly apologized and prepared to lead his horse elsewhere to look for work.

"Hold on…"

Over these past days, to keep his identity hidden, Nangong Ling had been braving wind and rain all on his own.

Though he had dodged many a pursuit, he couldn't help feeling lonely.

This errand boy looked simple and honest — perhaps he was someone he could chat with to ease the boredom.

"What is it?"

"This place is big, and there are plenty of rich folk in Jin Ling. There's no way one person could scoop up all the jobs."

Nangong Ling pointed to the empty spot beside him, signaling the boy could come over and wait for work together with him.

"Great, thank you so much."

The errand boy led his horse over and first introduced himself,

"I'm Jiang Asheng! Just arrived in this fine place, please look after me."

Saying so, Jiang Asheng bent at the waist and gave Nangong Ling a bow.

Nangong Ling promptly steadied him, smiling as he said,

"I'm Lin Nan, also newly arrived. Brother Zhang, no need for such courtesy."

After the introductions, the two fell into idle, sporadic small talk.

But Jiang Asheng was indeed honest — in just a few sentences, Nangong Ling had wormed the whole story out of him.

It turned out he was originally a man of Great Ming, but in his youth he had taken to gambling and racked up quite a few debts.

With no other choice, he had been forced to leave home and flee to Jin Ling here in the Great Song.

Partly to dodge his creditors, and partly to make a fresh start.

Nangong Ling, meanwhile, was making it all up on the fly, mimicking Jiang Asheng's introduction to spin himself a story off the cuff.

He said he came from Great Han, and because Great Han was plagued by constant war, he had fled to Great Song to take refuge.

Just as they were chatting, a man came up saying he needed a ginseng root delivered to Squire Zhang in Chengxi.

Nangong Ling naturally wasn't going to fight Jiang Asheng for the job, so he let him have this piece of business.

Jiang Asheng thanked him profusely, then set off with light steps, taking the ginseng and running westward.

After he left, it was nearly evening.