Chapter 332: Consort Yhu, the Enchantress
The woman’s clothing, attire, and demeanor were utterly different from those of her era.
Yet her temperament was gentle and graceful, with a beauty so captivating that it was rarely seen under the heavens.
Such a woman, riding a horse and appearing here, instantly captured everyone’s attention.
"Who is this woman? She looks somewhat familiar?"
Some players were discussing:
"Feels like I’ve seen her somewhere before."
"Now that you mention it, it does seem so. But in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer World, aside from a few beauties like Ren Yingying, who else could be this beautiful?!"
Players are everywhere, part of every world.
Even the Three Kingdoms world and others have been covered by players’ footprints.
But with the opening of the Martial World, players were once again spreading across all corners of it.
The number of worlds is indeed enough.
Otherwise, if everyone gathered in one world, the sheer number of players would definitely overcrowd this small town, rather than just a sparse few as it is now.
They seemed to recognize Ding Ling too and were initially excited, but seeing that Ding Ling had no intention of acknowledging them, their enthusiasm waned, and they gave up on approaching him for a greeting, instead sitting aside, quietly discussing matters involving Ding Ling, Qu Feiyan, and others.
They thought Ding Ling couldn’t hear them.
But what they didn’t know was that Ding Ling had already reached the realm of the Innate, with ears so keen that even the slightest rustle within dozens of meters couldn’t escape him!
"I remember now!"
A player suddenly exclaimed in a low voice:
"She is Consort Yhu!"
Consort Yhu?
Ding Ling glanced sideways at the woman on horseback.
Coincidentally, the woman was also looking over with a bewildered expression, and the two locked eyes.
Ding Ling’s eyes were deep, his face calm as water, without a hint of covetousness or admiration.
Seeing this, the taut strings of the woman’s heart relaxed a bit. Noticing that Ding Ling had family around him, she thought Ding Ling might be a good person, hesitated for a moment, then prepared to ride closer to talk to him.
Just then, swift as lightning.
She had barely nudged the horse’s flank.
From afar, a group of people suddenly came galloping, and from a great distance, an arrow whizzed through the air, whoosh!
The sharp arrow seemed capable of piercing through emptiness and the cosmos.
It flew straight toward the woman’s brow.
The woman, enraged and surprised, reached behind her, swiftly drew her sword, clang!
The sword’s light was brilliant, a marvel of the world.
With one slash!
Crack!
It shattered the arrow.
The woman gave a deep, lingering look at Ding Ling and his group, then decisively turned her horse to leave, seemingly unwilling to engage in battle or conflict with that group.
"Where are you going, witch!"
"Stop right there!"
...
A group of dashing, robust men, their attire vibrant, galloped fiercely, clattering!
Their horse hooves stirred up rolling clouds of dust and dirt, covering Ding Ling and the others.
"Ptooey, ptooey!"
Qu Feiyan was eating noodles at a roadside stall when she unexpectedly tasted dirt. Her face contorted with displeasure, ptooey-ed a few times, then instinctively looked up at Ding Ling. Seeing him also covered in dust, she quickly pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom and reached over to wipe Ding Ling’s face.
Ding Ling, feeling warm, took Qu Feiyan’s handkerchief and wiped himself.
Having finished, he conveniently wiped Qu Feiyan’s face.
When Qu Feiyan blushed, he realized the awkwardness, hurriedly cleared his throat, and pretended not to know as he looked at the receding group of riders:
"The attire of these people looks familiar somehow."
"Master,"
Lin Pingzhi softly reminded:
"They’re from the Mount Songh Sect!"
"Mount Songh Sect?"
Ding Ling raised an eyebrow:
"Didn’t the Mount Songh Sect issue a kill order on us not long ago? Now that we’ve encountered them, there’s no reason not to eliminate them first. Mount up, let’s first take care of these Mount Songh Sect people!"
Dan Qingsheng and others, their eyes gleaming, laughed:
"I didn’t expect that just upon entering the Jianghu world, we would face stormy battles. But I like it!"
Jianghu people.
There are still many with blood running hot.
Dan Qingsheng, One-Character Electric Sword Ding Jian, and others are a group with principles, outlook, and courage.
On the way, they had heard Lin Pingzhi and Qu Feiyan talk about the Mount Songh Sect’s deeds.
They held the Mount Songh Sect in great contempt.
Thinking this so-called famous and upright sect was worse than the Demon Sect.
Now seeing these robust men chasing after a woman, while they were eating noodles by the roadside and got covered in dirt, they were already feeling annoyed.
Now, hearing Ding Ling’s words, naturally, their hearts soared with joy, and they all immediately mounted their horses, spurred on, and chased after the distant Mount Songh Sect members.
The players watched.
There was envy, admiration, and surprise:
"This is the fiery Jianghu I long for. But alas, up to now, all I’ve gotten is a Third-class Inner Power Heart Method. After so much practice, not a trace of Inner Strength appears! How can one be fiery? How to kill enemies? How to roam the Jianghu!!"
"Exactly. This Myth game is too damn real! The Three Kingdoms is like this, and so is The Smiling, Proud Wanderer World. The difficulty of cultivation is too high. Sometimes I really just want to lie down and do nothing!"
"True. If not for the game world’s realism and high attraction, given this cultivation difficulty, I doubt many people would keep playing! And not to think that in other games, cultivation skyrockets with progress, while in this world, damn it, cultivation is counted in years!!"
"Yes, that’s why among our player base, Ding Ling created a myth, a miracle! An incredible, unbreakable fantasy!"
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Ding Ling’s Ferghana Horse was extremely fast.
Huang Zhonggong and the others had been at West Lake Mei Manor for many years, and exchanging private property to purchase a sturdy horse wasn’t difficult.
Therefore.
The speed of their group was much faster than that of the Mount Songh Sect.
In a moment.
They caught up.
Ding Ling bent his bow on horseback, fitting an arrow as he simultaneously operated Breathing Technique and Pure Yang True Skill; Vigorous Qi and True Qi fused with the activation of Tornado Arrow and Double Extremes Arrow, causing the arrow tips to hum continuously.
Twang!
Ding Ling released the string. Amid the sound of the bowstring twanging, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Three arrows surged forth like fast boats breaking waves, more like lightning splitting through the void, shooting forward with such speed that small tornado whirlwinds arose in the emptiness!
Three arrows.
Shot out three small tornado tunnels!
Where they headed, the explosive sounds shook heaven and earth.
Huang Zhonggong and his companions witnessed and inhaled sharply, full of admiration.
The Mount Songh Sect members riding ahead seemed to hear the commotion, turned their heads to look, and upon seeing, their faces changed, involuntarily shouting in raised voices:
"Watch out! Someone’s attacking!"
The words were unfinished!
Boom!
Boom boom!
The three arrows, with an unstoppable speed faster than sound, pierced through several hundred meters of emptiness, reaching the backs of the Mount Songh members in mere blinks, then amidst their horrified cries, boom boom boom! The three arrows hit the last three people, accompanied by three anguished, sharp cries tearing through the void!
It was clear to see that these three were pierced through their chests and abdomens, not to mention.