Chapter 162 Mystery— a Little Spendthrift Cat  

Another two hours passed and the Icing Qi on Ding Hao’s skin gradually dissipated. He slowly opened his eyes and his mouth to exhale a murky Qi. Only a layer of light golden scattered light with metallic texture passed away on the surface of the muscle.

“The third level of the golden body building has finally succeeded!”

Ding Hao nodded with satisfaction.

The “Dragon King’s Water-Splitting Style”, “Smoke Billow Blurry Technique” and “Ice and Fire Nine Turns Golden Body” practiced by Ding Hao was all extremely powerful techniques for ordinary disciples. He kept practicing everyday and entering the realm was absolutely good. His strength was improving rapidly step by step.

Ding Hao’s plan was to practice all three incantations to Fulfillment, and then go to the sect’s library of martial arts to choose more powerful magic skills to learn and practise.

The foundation of martial arts must be laid step by step. All fighters began to learn from the basic moves, basic mental skills and basic tactical skills, and then advanced step by step until they broke through primordial, only then could be qualified to practice higher-level martial arts. Only improving step by step could they deepen their understanding of principles of martial arts continuously and moves and develop their own fighting style.

It was impossible to cultivate invincible magic skills from the very beginning.

Maybe this was one of the reasons why the Saber Master and the Sword Master had never talked about those profound martial arts skills before Ding Hao.

From dawn, there were about six to eight hours, Ding Hao sat cross-legged on the rush cushion under the withered and yellow tree-leave umbrella in the courtyard, running Qi following the “Taixuan Sword-seeking Scripture”, regulating his breath, nourishing carefully flesh and spirit, and soon he became energetic again.

Then, he began to turn over the “Sword Intent” in his mind.

In addition to asking the Sword Master transmit again the memory picture of the mysterious strong unmatched master sword brandishing a sword, Ding Hao drew out and brandish the sword again and again, experiencing the meaning that could only be understood but could not be explained.

He had always believed firmly that any realm of martial arts was achieved through two ways of comprehension and cultivation. The sudden insight would never happen to him. Only through blood, sweat and hard work could he grasp the mysterious state and implications.

Very soon, another six hours passed.

Ding Hao fetched a big bucket of cold water from the courtyard well, poured it from head to foot, took a cold bath comfortably, returned to the room, changed into clean clothes, counted the time, and it was almost time to go to the slums to give lessons to the little guys.

“Meow...”

From the bedroom came the energetic cries of the adorable little cat.

“Hey, this little guy, he hasn’t eaten for a day, why does he suddenly become so energetic?” Ding Hao felt surprised. He walked into the inner room and saw the adorable little cat lying comfortably on the bed, with his small, pink and tender tongue licking his similarly pink and tender paw with a full-bodied look. Beside him, a black box was opened with the cover put aside...

Oh, my god.

Ding Hao had a bad feeling at that time.

Looking at the box carefully, Ding Hao noticed that the black box was used by him to hold only four hyolites. It was opened by the adorable little cat. Looking at it again, Ding Hao wanted to cry. He found out that there were only three hyolites left in the box, and one was missing.

“Did this little thing eat the hyolite?”

Ding Hao felt it incredible and grabbed the cute little thing who was showing loveliness on the bed sheet and carefully observed him. Indeed as expected, on the fluff of the little guy’s mouth and claws, Ding Hao saw some glittering silver powder, which was the hyolite residue.

“Haven’t you really eaten the hyolite? Little thing, your little baby teeth have actually crushed such hard stone?” Ding Hao was violently shocked, and he said in his mind, “What monster the little cat really is, you do not drink ordinary milk but eat the hyolite as food, you are too spendthrift, how could I afford to raise you?”

“Meow! Meow—!” The adorable little cat seemed to have realized that he had made a mistake. He climbed onto Ding Hao’s shoulder along Ding Hao’s arm and crouched there showing his loveliness. He cried with a charming voice and licked Ding Hao’s cheek with pink small tongue from time to time.

“Do the Saber Master and the Sword Master know the origin of this little guy?” Ding Hao got gooseflesh.

“This little guy...” The Sword Master marveled and mumbled, “The origin is very mysterious. Please keep it first. It’s very interesting.”

“What a lovely little fellow. I want to hug and feel it in my arms. It’s a pity that I don’t have physical body yet.” The Saber Master was completely conquered by the lovely appearance of the little cat, and she was completely flooded with motherhood, ignoring what Ding Hao was asking.

Of course, it didn’t rule out that she deliberately pretended to be crazy or stupid.

Facing such an attitude, Ding Hao immediately knew that he could not get any useful information from these two old monsters. He gave up with dissatisfaction and walked away. Ding Hao changed clothes, put the clingy cat on his shoulder, pushed open the door, and galloped towards the slum in the hazy morning light.

“Meow!” The adorable little cat shouted excitedly.

...

When we reached the slums, the time was right.

Ding Hao was startled.

Compared with yesterday, the fenced yard has changed its appearance. The thatched cottage has been replaced by three brand-new wooden houses. The area of the yard has expanded three or four times, all of which have been tidied up very smoothly. The surrounding has been built with earth walls. It has taken on a completely new look and changed its appearance overnight.

The yard was full of people.

There were only about 20 teenagers yesterday, but today there were 60 or 70, and the parents of the children were also crowded with them, looking forward to the teacher’s showing up eagerly.

“Coming!” Someone was sharp-eyed, and he saw Ding Hao and shouted. Immediately the whole fenced yard was uplifted.

People rushed out to greet Ding Hao with excited smiles.

“Brother Ding Hao, do you really come here?” Hearing Ding Hao’s voice, the little girl Huanhuan was pleasantly surprised.

Ding Hao smiled and nodded.

“Wow, hahaha, Ding Hao, I found your name really works here. When these people heard that you were going to teach children yourself, all children under the age of 14 were sent here. Damn it, I didn’t know how hard it was to cheat when I first enrolled students... Bah, Bah, I have enrolled 20.”

The obscene man “Master Tianshu” laughed excitedly.

“Master Ding, my daughter Ni’er is only eight years old, can she practice martial arts? Do you remember, I am Wang Laosi, and we knew each other before.” A thin, honest man with grey hair on his temples pulled his childlike daughter out of the crowd. With a pleasing and expectant smile on his face, he made a formal friendship with Ding Hao for fear that Ding Hao would not teach his child.

“Uncle Wang, you are really flattering me. Please call me Brother Ding.” Ding Hao lovingly touched the head of the little girl named Ni’er and said, “Ni’er is only eight years old this year. Of course she can practice martial arts. Don’t worry.”

“Meow, meow, meow!” The adorable little cat put in a word on Ding Hao’s shoulder.

“Ah, that’s good, that’s good, Master Ding... uh, no, Brother Ding, I Wang Laosi has no ambition, my poor Ni’er had no mother since she was little. And suffered much injustice. If she can practice martial arts to join the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, that would be great...” Wang Laosi was so happy that he rambled.

It was true that Ding Hao went out of the slums.

But now Ding Hao had become a genius among the nominal disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. It was said that he was highly valued by the sect, which meant that a carp had turned into a dragon. His status had changed and he had become the world’s upper class. Before that, many slum dwellers were worried that Ding Hao had changed and he would reject these dirty and lowly people. Now it seemed that everyone was worrying too much.