Chapter 200 - Demanding for the Third Rank of Pig Slaying Sword Art!

Chapter 200: Demanding for the Third Rank of Pig Slaying Sword Art!
Translator: 
Exodus Tales 
 Editor: 
Exodus Tales

Once this question was asked, Qin Huanyu’s eyes shuddered while Yang Yan’s face already revealed a slightly suspicious expression.

On that day, after she had repelled thousands of our people and killed nearly 1,000 of our men, none of us dared to approach her. Afterward, she vanished without a trace, and none of us dared to give chase either.
Yang Yan replied and looked at Yang Dingtian to ask,
Young Lord Wu Ming, why did you mention her?

The later part of the question had already indicated Yang Yan’s suspicion, and if Yang Dingtian didn’t explain himself properly, his situation would become increasingly dangerous.

Big sister Ningning ran off? This Yang Yan isn’t lying?
Yang Dingtian thought in his heart as he regulated his emotions. He then asked everyone,
Do any of you know why she could kill nearly 1,000 of your men?

Yang Yan asked,
Will Young Lord Wu Ming please enlighten us?




Because of the Deep Sea Mystic Poison.
Yang Dingtian spoke insipidly.

Deep Sea Mystic Poison?
Yang Yan exclaimed with astonishment.
Almost everyone present had a change in expression.
The Deep Sea Mystic Poison was the world’s number-one mystical poison and also the final life-saving item of the Naga Race. If Ximen Ningning had used the Deep Sea Mystic Poison to kill their men, then this matter was truly troublesome and complicated.

It is good that she had escaped.
Yang Dingtian sighed and said,
She has an overly complicated identity and overwhelming influential background. Even if we captured her, it would be hard to deal with her. Before clearing up her identity, she must not be killed, or released, or imprisoned. It is the best scenario for her to escape.


What, what is her background?
Yang Yan asked with a trembling voice.
Yang Dingtian shook his head and said,
It is unclear at this moment. But her background is truly overwhelming and might be even more influential than mine.

Immediately after, Yang Dingtian stood up and said,
Alright, do not mention this woman in the future and treat her as a taboo. My seniors have yet to reach a final decision to deal with this woman. When my seniors find out her true identity and make the final decision, we will talk about it again.


Yes!
Yang Yan and the others responded.

Alright, that will be all for today. Find me a room. I shall stay in Cloud Heaven City for the night.
Yang Dingtian said.



Your presence truly brings light to this Cloud Heaven City. Young Lord Wu Ming, please wait a moment, we will prepare the largest feast in history for you, right now.
Yang Yan said.

There is no need.
Yang Dingtian spoke resolutely,
I will not see anyone. Find me a room, and I will stay for the night and leave tomorrow. The investigation of the Maori Barbarian Tribe is a very urgent matter. I cannot have any delays.


Yes!
Yang Yan and others bowed.
Subsequently, Yang Dingtian immediately walked out.
When at the entrance, Yang Dingtian suddenly turned around to ask,
In regards to Yang Dingtian’s participation rights to the martial contest next year, and the handing over of the Black Blood Castle, Elder Yang Yan, you have yet to answer me.

Yang Yan’s expression immediately changed as he lowered his head and said,
Young Lord Wu Ming, you have said earlier that this is the Cloud Heaven City’s internal affairs. Hence, please give me one night, and I will give you an answer tomorrow. How about it?

Yang Dingtian’s heart jolted vigorously.
If he were truly a disciple of the Hidden Sect, then Yang Yan’s behavior would truly be rude.
Allowing himself to participate in next year’s martial contest to strive for the City Lord position was merely one of Yang Dingtian’s objectives for coming to the Cloud Heaven City.
There were two more tasks he had to do. He had to visit the thousand-year-old Mystic Fox lady to ask about the Foxman Race’s written language. The other thing was to obtain the manual for the third rank of the Pig Slaying Sword Art.


In fact, the third rank of the Pig Slaying Sword Art was the most important thing.
But right now, he couldn’t even accomplish the first task successfully.

Yang Yan had personally led Yang Dingtian to the Sky Guest Pavilion to rest.

Young Lord Wu Ming, please rest well. I will take my leave first.
Yang Yan said, but it looked as though he had something to say, but he hesitated.
Yang Dingtian said unenthusiastically,
There are only the two of us here. You can say whatever you want.

Yang Yan hesitated for a moment and said,
Please forgive me for being rude.


Say it.
Yang Dingtian said.

Does Young Lord Wu Ming know Yang Dingtian?
Yang Yan asked.
Yang Dingtian shook his head and replied,
I have heard of him, but I have never seen him.




Then why is Young Lord Wu Ming protecting him repeatedly?
Yang Yan said,
First, you denied the decision to arrest him, then you allowed him to participate in the martial contest for the City Lord position. If there isn’t a good reason, it is truly hard to imagine. Had it not been for the fact that you possess extraordinary skills, I couldn’t have helped but suspect that you are Yang Dingtian.

Once these words were out, Yang Dingtian’s heart jolted ferociously for a moment. Yang Yan’s words were already extremely rude.
Yang Dingtian glanced at him and said,
That’s right. There is indeed a reason.


Can this old one be so bold to ask of the reason?
Yang Yan stared closely at Yang Dingtian’s face.

Because the Pig Slaying Sword Art is greatly related to our Hidden Sect. In fact, the Hidden Sect seniors may possibly have left it behind.
Yang Dingtian said dully.

What?
Yang Yan exclaimed and revealed an expression of disbelief.

In fact, the most important mission that I have for this trip is to bring the Pig Slaying Sword Art back to the Hidden Sect.
Yang Dingtian looked at Yang Yan and spoke slowly,
It is a powerful and mystical sword art. I believe that you already felt how incredible it is. Thus, it must not be left outside…

Yang Yan felt it without a doubt, as Yang Dingtian cultivated the Pig Slaying Sword Art. The terrifying cultivation speed could topple every cognition that he knew of as it had broken the unprecedented historical record for the recent thousand years.
Or else, why would they be in such a hurry and so shameless to eradicate Yang Dingtian. It was because his cultivation speed was truly too shocking.
Yang Yan calmed down his shocked mind and took a deep breath before he asked,
Then can I ask what is your esteemed sect’s attitude towards Yang Dingtian is?




I have nothing to say.
Yang Dingtian said coldly,
There are two points, the sword art that Yang Dingtian cultivated is related to our Hidden Sect. Hence, he definitely must not be related to Evil Dao. The Hidden Sect will not permit such a thing.

Yang Dingtian’s current statement was very clear. Since Yang Dingtian didn’t have any relationship with the Evil Dao, how could the Cloud Heaven City have the qualification to cancel his participation rights to the martial contest next year?
Yang Yan suddenly revealed a slightly strange smile and said,
You mentioned that you want to bring the Pig Slaying Sword Art back to the Hidden Sect. But what if Yang Dingtian wishes to learn the subsequent parts of the Pig Slaying Sword Art?

Yang Dingtian turned around and said,
That is not related to us. We are only concerned that Yang Dingtian must not be related to Evil Dao; we do not bother about the other things. Furthermore, if it is a sword art left behind by the Hidden Sect, then outsiders are not qualified to learn it.


Understood.
Yang Yan’s eyes instantly revealed a trace of delight as he asked,
Then what if Yang Dingtian is truly related to the Evil Dao?


There isn’t such a possibility.
Yang Dingtian said firmly and resolutely,
Even if he is dead, there cannot be such a possibility.


This old one understands.
Yang Yan said,
I will give you a reply tomorrow.


Hm!
Yang Dingtian’s back was facing Yang Yan when he said,
There is still the Pig Slaying Sword Art.

Yang Yan acknowledged.
Pig Slaying Sword Art. I will reply to you tomorrow at the same time.


Be quick.
Yang Dingtian said indifferently,
You should know that we are very generous. If you can give us convenience, I can put in some words, and your Cloud Heaven City will have endless rewards.

Yang Yan’s face lit up as he nodded and said,
Yes, yes! This old one shall leave first!

Subsequently, Yang Yan bowed and left.
It was obvious that the current Cloud Heaven City was under the control of the Northwest Qin Clan. Hence, Yang Yan was unable to answer Yang Dingtian immediately.

The next morning, Yang Dingtian had already gotten up.
A beautiful servant girl delivered a sumptuous meal, but Yang Yan, Tang Bozhao, and the others didn’t appear.
Yang Dingtian immediately felt disturbed in his heart. Right now, he had the identity of the Hidden Sect’s disciple, Wu Ming, and those people from the Cloud Heaven Sect should be trying to curry favor with him, there should be plenty of morning and night visits. But it was already daybreak, and he had woken up, but none of the Cloud Heaven City’s important people had appeared.
This wasn’t normal, right? Could it be that they were suspicious of his identity?
Today, Yang Dingtian had another important task, and it was to visit that thousand-year-old Mystic Fox Yao Rao and to ask her about the Foxman Race’s wordings.
But, he was a Hidden Sect disciple, and it would be illogical for him to request a visit to that thousand-year-old Mystic Fox. Furthermore, Yao Rao’s existence was a secret even in the Cloud Heaven City. How could he, an outsider, know of Yao Rao’s existence?
Thus, he had to find a convincing reason.
Before arriving at Cloud Heaven City, Yang Dingtian had already thought up a few reasons. But seeing the change in circumstances, and things weren’t as smooth as he thought, he felt that those reasons weren’t sufficient at all.
Therefore, Yang Dingtian was thinking with all the effort to think of a reason to visit Yao Rao.
It was impossible for him to secretly go without someone spotting him. Countless eyes were staring at his room.

Northwest Qin Clan, Qin Huaiyu is paying a visit.
Right at this moment, Qin Huaiyu’s cultured and refined voice echoed from the outside.
Yang Dingtian’s expression had changed slightly, and his heart jolted for a moment.
After Yang Dingtian had appeared with Wu Ming’s identity yesterday, Qin Huaiyu didn’t speak a single word to him. It was still so early in the morning, and he actually came to visit. What was the reason? Could he have discovered something?
Reason didn’t matter; Qin Huaiyu was undoubtedly the most dangerous person.

Come in.
Yang Dingtian replied.
This was the most dangerous person; Yang Dingtian had to bring out a hundred percent of his spirits to deal with him.

Qin Huaiyu pays his respects to Young Lord Wu Ming.
After entering, Qin Huaiyu bowed with neither servile nor overbearing attitude.
Yang Dingtian returned a dull greeting and asked,
Does Young Lord Qin have anything for me?

Yang Dingtian was impersonating Wu Ming and was supposed to be an arrogant and indifferent person. Hence there was no need to be so polite with Qin Huaiyu.

There is something I wish to ask.
Qin Huaiyu immediately replied,
I heard that the disciples of the Hidden Sect are all knowledgeable people. There is nothing in this world that they do not know of. Hence, Nobody Qin has something that I don’t understand that I am here, especially to seek advice.
This was a test!
The hair on Yang Dingtian’s back had stood straight!
The moment of danger was here as Qin Huaiyu was doing some sort of test. If Yang Dingtian answered wrongly, he might possibly expose himself and put himself in a situation of grave danger.
Even though Yang Dingtian’s heart was tightly clenched together, Yang Dingtian still had to do a surreal impersonation of Wu Ming.
He frowned and said,
Go on.

Qin Huaiyu took out a piece of white fabric and gently opened it on the surface of the table.
I have obtained this item incidentally, which doesn’t have any value. But Nobody Qin has always been interested in the written languages, and I know most of the written languages in the world, except the wordings on this white fabric, which I know nothing of. The Hidden Sect disciples are people that studied the world. Can you help me to unravel this question?

Yang Dingtian took one step forward and saw dozens of wordings written on that white fabric.
Immediately, Yang Dingtian’s heart thudded vigorously!
Coincidence?! Or was there another reason?
The wordings on this white fabric were the exact same wordings that were found on Yang Dingtian’s Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map.
Even though Yang Dingtian didn’t understand such wordings, he could still recognize that it was the same kind of wordings. From the structure of the wordings, the style, and various factors, Yang Dingtian recognized it immediately.
Immediately after, Yang Dingtian even realized that there were at least a dozen wordings that were exactly the same as the wordings on Yang Dingtian’s Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map.
In this instant, Yang Dingtian’s heart was palpitating wildly. He used all his efforts to suppress his breathing and emotions to prevent Qin Huaiyu from seeing any flaw.
Right now, something could be proven!
The other half of the Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map was in the hands of the Northwest Qin Clan, in the hands of Qin Huaiyu.
Yang Dingtian’s half of the Mystic Flame’s map was the one that Ning Rou’er obtained from Li Tianxiao. If the other half was in Qin Huaiyu’s hand, didn’t it mean that the damnable man who violated Ning Rou’er back then and got her pregnant with little Ning Ning was this Qin Huaiyu of the Qin Clan?
Chapter 200: Demanding for the Third Rank of Pig Slaying Sword Art!
Translator: 
Exodus Tales 
 Editor: 
Exodus Tales

Once this question was asked, Qin Huanyu’s eyes shuddered while Yang Yan’s face already revealed a slightly suspicious expression.

On that day, after she had repelled thousands of our people and killed nearly 1,000 of our men, none of us dared to approach her. Afterward, she vanished without a trace, and none of us dared to give chase either.
Yang Yan replied and looked at Yang Dingtian to ask,
Young Lord Wu Ming, why did you mention her?

The later part of the question had already indicated Yang Yan’s suspicion, and if Yang Dingtian didn’t explain himself properly, his situation would become increasingly dangerous.

Big sister Ningning ran off? This Yang Yan isn’t lying?
Yang Dingtian thought in his heart as he regulated his emotions. He then asked everyone,
Do any of you know why she could kill nearly 1,000 of your men?

Yang Yan asked,
Will Young Lord Wu Ming please enlighten us?




Because of the Deep Sea Mystic Poison.
Yang Dingtian spoke insipidly.

Deep Sea Mystic Poison?
Yang Yan exclaimed with astonishment.
Almost everyone present had a change in expression.
The Deep Sea Mystic Poison was the world’s number-one mystical poison and also the final life-saving item of the Naga Race. If Ximen Ningning had used the Deep Sea Mystic Poison to kill their men, then this matter was truly troublesome and complicated.

It is good that she had escaped.
Yang Dingtian sighed and said,
She has an overly complicated identity and overwhelming influential background. Even if we captured her, it would be hard to deal with her. Before clearing up her identity, she must not be killed, or released, or imprisoned. It is the best scenario for her to escape.


What, what is her background?
Yang Yan asked with a trembling voice.
Yang Dingtian shook his head and said,
It is unclear at this moment. But her background is truly overwhelming and might be even more influential than mine.

Immediately after, Yang Dingtian stood up and said,
Alright, do not mention this woman in the future and treat her as a taboo. My seniors have yet to reach a final decision to deal with this woman. When my seniors find out her true identity and make the final decision, we will talk about it again.


Yes!
Yang Yan and the others responded.

Alright, that will be all for today. Find me a room. I shall stay in Cloud Heaven City for the night.
Yang Dingtian said.



Your presence truly brings light to this Cloud Heaven City. Young Lord Wu Ming, please wait a moment, we will prepare the largest feast in history for you, right now.
Yang Yan said.

There is no need.
Yang Dingtian spoke resolutely,
I will not see anyone. Find me a room, and I will stay for the night and leave tomorrow. The investigation of the Maori Barbarian Tribe is a very urgent matter. I cannot have any delays.


Yes!
Yang Yan and others bowed.
Subsequently, Yang Dingtian immediately walked out.
When at the entrance, Yang Dingtian suddenly turned around to ask,
In regards to Yang Dingtian’s participation rights to the martial contest next year, and the handing over of the Black Blood Castle, Elder Yang Yan, you have yet to answer me.

Yang Yan’s expression immediately changed as he lowered his head and said,
Young Lord Wu Ming, you have said earlier that this is the Cloud Heaven City’s internal affairs. Hence, please give me one night, and I will give you an answer tomorrow. How about it?

Yang Dingtian’s heart jolted vigorously.
If he were truly a disciple of the Hidden Sect, then Yang Yan’s behavior would truly be rude.
Allowing himself to participate in next year’s martial contest to strive for the City Lord position was merely one of Yang Dingtian’s objectives for coming to the Cloud Heaven City.
There were two more tasks he had to do. He had to visit the thousand-year-old Mystic Fox lady to ask about the Foxman Race’s written language. The other thing was to obtain the manual for the third rank of the Pig Slaying Sword Art.


In fact, the third rank of the Pig Slaying Sword Art was the most important thing.
But right now, he couldn’t even accomplish the first task successfully.

Yang Yan had personally led Yang Dingtian to the Sky Guest Pavilion to rest.

Young Lord Wu Ming, please rest well. I will take my leave first.
Yang Yan said, but it looked as though he had something to say, but he hesitated.
Yang Dingtian said unenthusiastically,
There are only the two of us here. You can say whatever you want.

Yang Yan hesitated for a moment and said,
Please forgive me for being rude.


Say it.
Yang Dingtian said.

Does Young Lord Wu Ming know Yang Dingtian?
Yang Yan asked.
Yang Dingtian shook his head and replied,
I have heard of him, but I have never seen him.




Then why is Young Lord Wu Ming protecting him repeatedly?
Yang Yan said,
First, you denied the decision to arrest him, then you allowed him to participate in the martial contest for the City Lord position. If there isn’t a good reason, it is truly hard to imagine. Had it not been for the fact that you possess extraordinary skills, I couldn’t have helped but suspect that you are Yang Dingtian.

Once these words were out, Yang Dingtian’s heart jolted ferociously for a moment. Yang Yan’s words were already extremely rude.
Yang Dingtian glanced at him and said,
That’s right. There is indeed a reason.


Can this old one be so bold to ask of the reason?
Yang Yan stared closely at Yang Dingtian’s face.

Because the Pig Slaying Sword Art is greatly related to our Hidden Sect. In fact, the Hidden Sect seniors may possibly have left it behind.
Yang Dingtian said dully.

What?
Yang Yan exclaimed and revealed an expression of disbelief.

In fact, the most important mission that I have for this trip is to bring the Pig Slaying Sword Art back to the Hidden Sect.
Yang Dingtian looked at Yang Yan and spoke slowly,
It is a powerful and mystical sword art. I believe that you already felt how incredible it is. Thus, it must not be left outside…

Yang Yan felt it without a doubt, as Yang Dingtian cultivated the Pig Slaying Sword Art. The terrifying cultivation speed could topple every cognition that he knew of as it had broken the unprecedented historical record for the recent thousand years.
Or else, why would they be in such a hurry and so shameless to eradicate Yang Dingtian. It was because his cultivation speed was truly too shocking.
Yang Yan calmed down his shocked mind and took a deep breath before he asked,
Then can I ask what is your esteemed sect’s attitude towards Yang Dingtian is?




I have nothing to say.
Yang Dingtian said coldly,
There are two points, the sword art that Yang Dingtian cultivated is related to our Hidden Sect. Hence, he definitely must not be related to Evil Dao. The Hidden Sect will not permit such a thing.

Yang Dingtian’s current statement was very clear. Since Yang Dingtian didn’t have any relationship with the Evil Dao, how could the Cloud Heaven City have the qualification to cancel his participation rights to the martial contest next year?
Yang Yan suddenly revealed a slightly strange smile and said,
You mentioned that you want to bring the Pig Slaying Sword Art back to the Hidden Sect. But what if Yang Dingtian wishes to learn the subsequent parts of the Pig Slaying Sword Art?

Yang Dingtian turned around and said,
That is not related to us. We are only concerned that Yang Dingtian must not be related to Evil Dao; we do not bother about the other things. Furthermore, if it is a sword art left behind by the Hidden Sect, then outsiders are not qualified to learn it.


Understood.
Yang Yan’s eyes instantly revealed a trace of delight as he asked,
Then what if Yang Dingtian is truly related to the Evil Dao?


There isn’t such a possibility.
Yang Dingtian said firmly and resolutely,
Even if he is dead, there cannot be such a possibility.


This old one understands.
Yang Yan said,
I will give you a reply tomorrow.


Hm!
Yang Dingtian’s back was facing Yang Yan when he said,
There is still the Pig Slaying Sword Art.

Yang Yan acknowledged.
Pig Slaying Sword Art. I will reply to you tomorrow at the same time.


Be quick.
Yang Dingtian said indifferently,
You should know that we are very generous. If you can give us convenience, I can put in some words, and your Cloud Heaven City will have endless rewards.

Yang Yan’s face lit up as he nodded and said,
Yes, yes! This old one shall leave first!

Subsequently, Yang Yan bowed and left.
It was obvious that the current Cloud Heaven City was under the control of the Northwest Qin Clan. Hence, Yang Yan was unable to answer Yang Dingtian immediately.

The next morning, Yang Dingtian had already gotten up.
A beautiful servant girl delivered a sumptuous meal, but Yang Yan, Tang Bozhao, and the others didn’t appear.
Yang Dingtian immediately felt disturbed in his heart. Right now, he had the identity of the Hidden Sect’s disciple, Wu Ming, and those people from the Cloud Heaven Sect should be trying to curry favor with him, there should be plenty of morning and night visits. But it was already daybreak, and he had woken up, but none of the Cloud Heaven City’s important people had appeared.
This wasn’t normal, right? Could it be that they were suspicious of his identity?
Today, Yang Dingtian had another important task, and it was to visit that thousand-year-old Mystic Fox Yao Rao and to ask her about the Foxman Race’s wordings.
But, he was a Hidden Sect disciple, and it would be illogical for him to request a visit to that thousand-year-old Mystic Fox. Furthermore, Yao Rao’s existence was a secret even in the Cloud Heaven City. How could he, an outsider, know of Yao Rao’s existence?
Thus, he had to find a convincing reason.
Before arriving at Cloud Heaven City, Yang Dingtian had already thought up a few reasons. But seeing the change in circumstances, and things weren’t as smooth as he thought, he felt that those reasons weren’t sufficient at all.
Therefore, Yang Dingtian was thinking with all the effort to think of a reason to visit Yao Rao.
It was impossible for him to secretly go without someone spotting him. Countless eyes were staring at his room.

Northwest Qin Clan, Qin Huaiyu is paying a visit.
Right at this moment, Qin Huaiyu’s cultured and refined voice echoed from the outside.
Yang Dingtian’s expression had changed slightly, and his heart jolted for a moment.
After Yang Dingtian had appeared with Wu Ming’s identity yesterday, Qin Huaiyu didn’t speak a single word to him. It was still so early in the morning, and he actually came to visit. What was the reason? Could he have discovered something?
Reason didn’t matter; Qin Huaiyu was undoubtedly the most dangerous person.

Come in.
Yang Dingtian replied.
This was the most dangerous person; Yang Dingtian had to bring out a hundred percent of his spirits to deal with him.

Qin Huaiyu pays his respects to Young Lord Wu Ming.
After entering, Qin Huaiyu bowed with neither servile nor overbearing attitude.
Yang Dingtian returned a dull greeting and asked,
Does Young Lord Qin have anything for me?

Yang Dingtian was impersonating Wu Ming and was supposed to be an arrogant and indifferent person. Hence there was no need to be so polite with Qin Huaiyu.

There is something I wish to ask.
Qin Huaiyu immediately replied,
I heard that the disciples of the Hidden Sect are all knowledgeable people. There is nothing in this world that they do not know of. Hence, Nobody Qin has something that I don’t understand that I am here, especially to seek advice.
This was a test!
The hair on Yang Dingtian’s back had stood straight!
The moment of danger was here as Qin Huaiyu was doing some sort of test. If Yang Dingtian answered wrongly, he might possibly expose himself and put himself in a situation of grave danger.
Even though Yang Dingtian’s heart was tightly clenched together, Yang Dingtian still had to do a surreal impersonation of Wu Ming.
He frowned and said,
Go on.

Qin Huaiyu took out a piece of white fabric and gently opened it on the surface of the table.
I have obtained this item incidentally, which doesn’t have any value. But Nobody Qin has always been interested in the written languages, and I know most of the written languages in the world, except the wordings on this white fabric, which I know nothing of. The Hidden Sect disciples are people that studied the world. Can you help me to unravel this question?

Yang Dingtian took one step forward and saw dozens of wordings written on that white fabric.
Immediately, Yang Dingtian’s heart thudded vigorously!
Coincidence?! Or was there another reason?
The wordings on this white fabric were the exact same wordings that were found on Yang Dingtian’s Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map.
Even though Yang Dingtian didn’t understand such wordings, he could still recognize that it was the same kind of wordings. From the structure of the wordings, the style, and various factors, Yang Dingtian recognized it immediately.
Immediately after, Yang Dingtian even realized that there were at least a dozen wordings that were exactly the same as the wordings on Yang Dingtian’s Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map.
In this instant, Yang Dingtian’s heart was palpitating wildly. He used all his efforts to suppress his breathing and emotions to prevent Qin Huaiyu from seeing any flaw.
Right now, something could be proven!
The other half of the Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map was in the hands of the Northwest Qin Clan, in the hands of Qin Huaiyu.
Yang Dingtian’s half of the Mystic Flame’s map was the one that Ning Rou’er obtained from Li Tianxiao. If the other half was in Qin Huaiyu’s hand, didn’t it mean that the damnable man who violated Ning Rou’er back then and got her pregnant with little Ning Ning was this Qin Huaiyu of the Qin Clan?