Chapter 2381: Secret Rendezvous in the Chamber

“Ah?”

Ling Wanru’s face suddenly turned cold, then she said in a flustered manner, “Ding Fan, do you have someone you love? How can you have someone you love already?”

Ding Fan glanced at Ling Wanru and asked, “Why can’t I have someone I love? Is there something abnormal about me having someone I love?”

For a moment, Ling Wanru didn’t know how to respond. After a while, she looked elsewhere, biting her lip and said, “I thought you were still too young and wouldn’t be thinking about marriage and having children. You’re still young and should focus on cultivation, not indulging in romance.”

In the end, even Ling Wanru couldn’t continue speaking, and Ding Fan couldn’t stand listening any longer. Pouting, he said, “You’re not much older than me, and didn’t you start dating a few years ago? Still have the nerve to lecture me…”

Ling Wanru was left speechless by Ding Fan’s words. Ding Fan thought for a moment and asked, “Is there any other way besides the Demon-Slaying Hall? Can’t the master from Lingye Temple really be invited?”

Mentioning Lingye Temple made Ding Fan feel a bit guilty. It was, after all, one of the Eleven Great Royal Families of the Central Plains. It’s estimated that the presiding elder of Lingye Temple held a status similar to that of the Ding Family’s Great Elder, and ordinary people probably couldn’t even see them.”

Lingye Temple was also one of the mortal enemies of the Ye Family and the Meng Family. Even if someone from there was invited, Ding Fan wouldn’t dare let them set foot in the Barbarian Lands.

Ling Wanru shook her head and said, “At least, as far as I know, there isn’t any. That’s sorcerer’s poison, and practically no one other than those from the Demon-Slaying Hall can cure it.”

“Alas…”

Ding Fan sat down with a gloomy expression, clasping his hands over his head, fingers running through his hair, and lowered his head as if he didn’t want Ling Wanru to see the pain on his face.

Seeing Ding Fan like this made Ling Wanru even more saddened than seeing him angry. In her heart, Ding Fan was a man with a strong will. No matter how tired he was, he never showed it. But his current demeanor showed how painful and helpless he was.

Ling Wanru’s eyes flickered, feeling very conflicted inside. After a while, she quietly sighed and said, “Ding Fan, actually… I am still hiding some things. I really don’t want you to enter the Demon-Slaying Battlefield because you might die there. But, since we’re friends, we should be honest with each other. I don’t want you to hold any resentment towards me.”

Ding Fan suddenly looked up at Ling Wanru. She licked her lips and explained, “There’s also a small battlefield in the Demon-Slaying Battlefield. It was set up by a hall master of the Demon-Slaying Hall a hundred thousand years ago. He used the divine arts skills for refining to train future experts. This small battlefield is mainly for training young experts. It can only be entered by warriors under thirty years old, and in the past hundred thousand years, there has been no young expert from any of the major races who broke through to the Ninth Level of the Divine Realm by the age of thirty, not even a Seventh Level expert is common.”

Ding Fan’s eyes lit up. He suddenly stood up and asked, “What do you mean? Does this mean I can enter the small battlefield, kill four young warriors from the alien races, and earn points?”

“Mm…”

Ling Wanru nodded and said, “In fact, the major families of the Central Plains send their talented offspring to the small battlefield. Not only us, the Human Race, but also the other Four Continents’ alien races do the same. Only the geniuses who survive in the small Demon-Slaying Battlefield can become strong. The struggle between life and death has always been the only path to becoming strong. Even if you cultivate quickly and reach a high level, if you haven’t experienced life-and-death battles, you’ll still be useless.”

“Ling Xiaotian and your master Ding Aohuang, your ancestral master Ding Zhanpeng, as well as Ling Gang and others outside…” Ling Wanru continued, “When they were young, they all entered the small battlefield of the Demon-Slaying Hall. I didn’t go in because Ling Xiaotian only had me as a daughter and was worried I might die inside. Your Sirius Clan’s Ding Family’s two young masters, Ding Yuan and Ding Yu, went in for training not long ago and killed countless alien races inside. If nothing happens, one of them will definitely be the next family head of the Ding Family in the future.”

Ding Fan couldn’t help but feel excited, not just for the hope of curing Herr Ningshuang’s poison, but also because of a warrior’s natural longing for the battlefield.

In the small battlefield, fighting against the young warriors of the Four Clans, as long as you survive, you can earn a multitude of points, exchanging them for countless Spiritual Material Divine Medicine.

In this war, killing those alien warriors who have always wanted to invade the Central Plains is fighting for the entire Human Race. Just the thought of such a battle made Ding Fan’s blood boil.

A warrior has an innate desire to fight!

Cultivating martial arts is about defying the heavens and changing fate.

If you want to walk against the heavens, you must step upon countless corpses to climb upward. Everyone wants to rush to the heavens, everyone wants to reach the summit, but there are only a few who stand atop it.

That’s the top of the pyramid, which can’t accommodate too many people. So, if you want to walk against the heavens, if you want to climb to the top, you must fight continuously, stepping on countless corpses to ascend.

Under thirty, it’s virtually impossible to have a Ninth Level expert in the Divine Realm. Even a Seventh Level is very rare!

As long as he doesn’t encounter a Seventh Level expert in the Divine Realm, Ding Fan feels that even if he’s not an opponent, he can still survive. So when he enters the small battlefield of the Demon-Slaying Hall, won’t it be like picking up points?

As long as there are points, Herr Ningshuang will be saved, and he can even ask the people from Demon-Slaying Hall to help find Xia Mengqing and rescue Ding Aohuang from the bottom of Frostbite Cliff.

“Great!”

Ding Fan became more and more excited, staring at Ling Wanru and asking: “Where is Demon-Slaying Hall? How do I get in?”

“Getting anxious again?”

Ling Wanru turned and said: “Do you think that place opens anytime? The small battlefield of Demon-Slaying Hall opens once every three years. It’s been only a year since the last opening, so if you want to get in, you’ll have to wait two more years.”

“I say, Ding Fan!”

Ling Wanru saw Ding Fan’s eyes sparkling with excitement and couldn’t help but tell him in a discouraging tone: “Don’t think that just because you have some combat skills you can sweep through the small battlefield of Demon-Slaying Hall. The experts there take pride in their four clans, and there are many Seventh Level Divine Realm experts inside. Each race has its own talents, which are similar to our Samurai heritage. In the next two years, you should focus on improving your strength; at least, you should cultivate to Level Five of Divine Realm, or you might die there.”

“Two years?”

Ding Fan nodded and said: “Alright, two years it is! If everything goes smoothly, I should be at Level Five of Divine Realm. You can rest assured, when I reach Level Five, even Seventh Level experts won’t be able to kill me.”

Earlier, when Ding Fan returned to the Ding Family, Ding Zhanjiao had taken Ding Yuan and Ding Yu out of Sirius City.

At that time, Ding Fan found it odd why the Ding Family had closed Sirius City, yet Ding Zhanjiao was taking Ding Yuan and Ding Yu out. Only now does he know that it was to send them for training at the small demon-slaying battlefield.

The small demon-slaying battlefield has three entrances: one in the south, one in the north, and one in the center, with one near Spirit Dragon City. However, family powers below Level Five have no right to know about them. Not all members of elite families or major powers are qualified to enter. This is one of the privileges of elite families and major powers.

Ling Wanru promised Ding Fan that two years later, she would find a way to take him inside. Ding Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief; the affairs on the Northern Wastelands need handling, and his realm needs advancement. Two years later, both the Northern Wastelands and Barbarian Lands should be stabilized.

Having decided, Ding Fan felt more at ease, relaxed, and comfortable. As long as there’s a path, a direction, he can strive, fight; without a way out, effort is futile.

Ding Fan sat and pondered for a while, then looked at Ling Wanru and asked: “Wanru, can I completely trust you?”

Ling Wanru was startled, then slightly annoyed, glaring at Ding Fan: “If you don’t trust me, then let’s not discuss what you want to say. I don’t want to hear it.”

Seeing Ling Wanru pouting, Ding Fan couldn’t help but smile. This lady truly is genuine; she’s not pretentious. She’s daring and straightforward, seemingly fearless in this world. What’s there to worry about when a person can die anytime?

“I misspoke; I apologize.” Ding Fan said apologetically, then stood up and said: “Follow me.”

Ding Fan stood up and walked down a corridor. Ling Wanru glanced around, rising awkwardly. They entered a hall from the corridor, then Ding Fan opened a door leading to a secret chamber, bringing Ling Wanru inside.

Once inside the secret chamber, Ding Fan patted a mechanism inside, causing the chamber’s prohibition to light up. Ling Wanru frowned and saw the dim, spacious chamber filled with strange objects.

There was a large bed, some whips, iron skewers, chains, candles, creating a depraved and evil atmosphere.

Ling Wanru glanced around, blushing suddenly and said: “These are for abusing sex slaves, aren’t they? Ding Fan…What are you planning to do to me? I’m telling you, my realm is higher than yours, you’d better not act recklessly, I can scream…”

Ding Fan rolled his eyes at Ling Wanru and said: “I’m a virtuous person, these things were left by the previous owner. I’ve come here to discuss something with you that no one else can hear, especially the Seventh Level expert you brought. If outsiders learn my secret, I’ll face ruin.”

Seeing Ding Fan’s increasingly serious tone, Ling Wanru became serious too. She twisted her waist, walked to the large bed, picked up a whip, and waved it at Ding Fan saying: “Go ahead, Miss will listen here.”

“I discovered an alternate world in the Northern Wastelands.”

Ding Fan explained to Ling Wanru: “This alternate world contains some unique races, families that were once slaughtered and narrowly escaped. I’ve conquered this world, and many races have pledged allegiance to me. I’ve obtained many rare spiritual materials there, but…I don’t dare sell them outside, as you should understand the situation.”