Why can’t Guo Fu receive such heroic favor?!
Even the Yang Guo she fancied was a worthless boy who compared poorly to Ding Ling. She didn’t despise him, yet he abandoned her for a lowly foreign race girl!
Thinking more.
The more discontent Guo Fu felt in her heart.
She had been jealous of Little Dragon Girl years ago and naturally considered marrying a peerless hero like Ding Ling!
But it was evident this was unrealistic.
A character like Ding Ling is rarely seen in a thousand years, he already has someone, and seems to look down on her, so she naturally has no chance.
Choosing the lesser Yang Guo was barely acceptable.
But the most difficult thing was that even the lesser dared to openly humiliate her.
Compare Little Dragon Girl’s current happy, joyous situation.
Guo Fu’s envy and jealousy surged in her heart, threatening to overwhelm her, her eyes nearly reddened!
Guo Xiang saw her and softly comforted her:
“Big sister, don’t be sad. Even the Great Emperor has forgiven you. Just be careful in the future.”
Guo Fu glanced at Guo Xiang, seeing her eyes like lacquer spots, beautifully snow-white, her face etched with concern, a warm feeling surged in her heart, rubbed her hair, and involuntarily glanced at Little Dragon Girl again, envious, she saw Yang Guo serving Yelv Yan and felt a sharp pang of bitterness once more.
At the moment, she thought the delicacies in her mouth tasteless.
…
When the banquet ended.
Guo Jing and Huang Rong, along with Guo Xiang and Guo Polu, came to bid Ding Ling farewell.
Furiously hinting at their children.
Guo Xiang, being clever, ran forward, hugging Ding Ling’s leg, looked up at him, her big dewy eyes blinking, speaking crisply:
“Great Emperor, can I go with you?”
“Why do you want to follow me?”
Ding Ling slightly lowered his head to look at Guo Xiang.
She appeared five or six years old, yet was beautiful and graceful, a divine beauty in the making, showing glimpses of her extraordinary future.
Ding Ling felt favorable towards Guo Xiang, for anyone who had watched the Divine Condor television series found it hard not to like this cute little girl.
Moreover, she appeared even younger now, yet more clever, lovable, and pleasing.
“I want to learn martial arts from you. I want to be your disciple.”
Guo Xiang’s cheeks were flushed like rouge:
“My mother said martial arts were the way forward for our Guo Family. My parents are to guard the Great Ming Dynasty and can’t ascend easily to the Upper Realm, probably never to tread the Martial Dao. So they have hope for me. I don’t want to disappoint them. I want to try to find this way through.”
“So young, yet profound.”
Ding Ling turned his gaze, moved, glancing at Huang Rong, saying:
“Looks like the Empress spared no effort in her upbringing.”
‘Xiang’Er is naturally intelligent, rarely gifted. Divine Child since youth. As such, her knowledge at such a young age is not unusual.’
Huang Rong seemed quite relieved, having raised an impulsive, reckless, naive Guo Fu troubled her greatly; Guo Xiang provided immense solace:
“Hope the Great Emperor agrees to let Xiang’Er learn martial arts with you.”
Speaking, she prepared to bow.
Ding Ling stopped her, saying:
‘Alright, let Guo Xiang stay with me for a while. After some time, I’ll leave this world. Then you can continue to personally cultivate Guo Xiang.’
“Thank you, Great Emperor.”
Huang Rong was overjoyed, quickly pulling Guo Xiang to bow together.
Ding Ling didn’t mention Guo Polu.
Huang Rong dared not pursue, fearing greed would provoke Ding Ling’s dislike.
An astute woman, aware when to stop.
“Let’s go.”
Ding Ling took Guo Xiang away.
Guo Xiang obediently followed, her legs short, walking slowly, needing to run to catch up.
Occasionally turning to look at Huang Rong.
Receiving her encouraging gaze, Guo Xiang gathered courage, ran behind Ding Ling with short strides again:
“Great Emperor, Great Emperor, can I call you Master from now?”
“Yes.”
“Master, Master, do I start learning martial arts today?”
“As you wish.”
“Master, I want to start today.”
…
Fragmented, crisp child voice echoed through the air, entering Huang Rong’s ears.
Huang Rong, both excited and relieved, couldn’t help but sigh:
“If only all three children were as worry-free as Xiang’Er.”
“Hehe.”
Guo Jing’s stern face finally revealed a small smile:
“To be accepted as a disciple by the Great Emperor is truly fortunate for three lifetimes. Thanks to ancestors’ blessings. Imagine how happy father-in-law and master must be to know Xiang’Er has found such an excellent teacher.”
“My father and Elder have ascended to the Upper Realm years ago; we’ve never heard from them, unsure of their situation.”
“Let’s ask the alien to inquire. Plenty of benefits should encourage them to find father-in-law.”
…
…
Upon returning to the Prince’s Mansion.
Ding Ling used the Empowerment Method, opening the Eight Meridians for Yang Guo, Yelv Yan, and Guo Xiang, forcibly using Martial Arts True Qi to advance their cultivation to the Realm of Innate Perfection!
With Ding Ling’s prowess growing daily.
His Dharma Transmission Skill was smooth, empowering Yang Guo and the others took little time, completing it within moments.
“What?!?”
Yang Guo was shocked.
Yelv Yan’s limbs trembled, feeling as if she were in a dream, knowing how difficult cultivation is for martial artists, often taking years to advance only a small step.
Yet Ding Ling?
Almost instantly helped her reach her dreamed cultivation realm! This felt like a beggar suddenly becoming wealthy! Unreal!
Though young, Guo Xiang was bright and clever, shocked by her transformation, exclaimed loudly:
“Master, amazing, amazing! Is martial arts so fast?! Why is it entirely different from what my parents said!”
Guo Xiang had begun learning martial arts and reciting Secret Manuals at a young age.
Regarding Martial Dao.
She was not ignorant, even saying since she memorized numerous Martial Arts Secret Manuals, frequently immersed in the Royal Library, her understanding of Martial Dao surpassed ordinary second or third-rate martial artists in Jianghu.
Understanding Martial Dao’s difficulty.
She listened intently to Huang Rong.
Yet contrary to her impression, after years training struggling beyond third-rate, suddenly she traversed third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, half-step innate threshold, reaching the Realm of Innate Perfection!
Unthinkable, like a fairy tale.
Naturally eliciting her exclamations, shocking reactions, a child like her didn’t know restraint; ecstatic, couldn’t help but run around, releasing joyous emotions.