No one expected that this would be the answer.
Zhu Ting paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
"Is the answer really that simple? My name? Is it... to make everyone remember my name?"
Meng Xiuyi nodded: "Although I don't know why, it was indeed told to me by the elders."
Zhu Ting seemed to accept this explanation very quickly.
She looked towards the cave entrance, where the sounds of fighting and cursing filled the air.
The Shangguan family members blocked the cave entrance, but they couldn't hold out for much longer.
Helian Xiao's arrogant laughter was especially noticeable as he went out.
Zhu Ting looked at Meng Wanwan: "Baby, please help me, okay?"
Meng Wanwan jumped down from Meng Xiuyi's arms and looked up at her: "Sister Ting, what do you want me to do?"
Zhu Ting smiled playfully at her: "The first thing is, don't be sad."
Meng Wanwan pursed her lips and remained silent.
Zhu Ting smiled and rubbed her pigtails: "Thank you for letting me not be taken away this time."
Meng Wanwan turned her head away.
Zhu Ting smiled and said, "The second thing is to use your cage to send me out."
Meng Wanwan turned back to look at her.
Zhu Ting turned to Meng Xiuyi and said, "Uncle Meng, I'll have to trouble you again."
Meng Xiuyi nodded.
The once peaceful and beautiful town of Fengling has now been transformed into a battlefield like a hellish inferno.
Rivers changed course, and mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.
The night sky emitted a pale purple light, like the shadow of a land of death, enveloping everyone.
The group led by Lin Zong had gone mad with killing, and they had also sensed that the story of the scroll was coming to an end.
However, they haven't obtained the Scroll of All Heavens yet.
They firmly believed that Zhu Ting possessed the Scroll of the Heavens, and that the ultimate reward of the scroll was the Scroll of the Heavens.
The neutral faction, led by the Zhao family, has also entered the fray, reaping the remaining forces from the Shanglin Sect and the Shangguan family.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood—this is all there is to it.
Helian Xiao, already injured, stood in the dimly lit pit, laughing loudly.
"What a joke! What a satisfying experience!"
His words in the cave were not only addressed to the people inside, but also to himself.
How could he not laugh at something so absurd and ridiculous?
Those who pursue cultivation are just that crazy!
Shangguan Linglong and Shangguan Jinghong were also nearly exhausted, but they could only wait for the people inside to sort things out and make a decision.
Suddenly, a golden chain burst through the mountain and shot into the sky, its golden light shining exceptionally brightly in the dim and desolate environment.
Almost everyone stopped at the same time and looked up at the chains stretching into the sky.
The second chain shot into the sky, and someone shouted, "Look, there are people up there!"
Shangguan Linglong said, "It is Fellow Daoist Meng, and also Miss Zhu."
Two people stood on the chains, looking down at them.
"Uncle Meng, let's begin," Zhu Ting said softly.
Meng Xiuyi nodded slightly and reached out to inject her spiritual power into her body.
"What are they doing? Are they just going to let us watch them pass on their skills?" someone shouted.
"Could it be that Meng the Madman has kidnapped this girl?"
"Could Meng Xiuyi have already obtained the Scroll of All Heavens?"
"Don't even mention the Scroll of Heavens! So many people have died! Was it really worth it? This is just an illusory world within a painting. Does that thing really exist? If it does, would the Shangguan family have let us in?"
Someone screamed hysterically.
Many people suddenly came to their senses.
But looking at the blood on my hands, for some reason, a sense of resentment welled up in my heart.
At that moment, a gentle female voice rang out from the sky.
"I really don't have the Scroll of All Heavens, but I will tell you the answer you want now."
Everyone looked up at her.
Zhu Ting smiled: "I'm very sorry to disappoint those of you who coveted the Scroll of All Heavens. I... really don't have that thing. I don't know if it was just a rumor spread by the Baili family. However, I can no longer verify the truth. In the future, you will have to ask the Baili family yourselves."
Her voice was gentle and soft, like a spring breeze soothing the resentment in people's hearts.
She sighed softly: "But, everyone, after all this scrambling, do you still not know my name?"
Everyone was stunned.
Yes, they only know that the Scroll of Heavens belongs to the Zhu family, and that the old master Zhu is called Zhu Haishan.
But what's this girl's name?
Zhu Ting took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said softly.
"Gentlemen, please remember this. My name is Zhu Ting, and I have another name."
Her voice became ethereal, tinged with a hint of sadness.
Those who heard her words were stunned.
Even Meng Xiuyi and Meng Wanwan didn't expect that she had another name.
The gentle voice rang out again.
As if by destiny, it pierced into everyone's ears and left a deep imprint on their hearts.
"My name is Han Shuangting!"
A dazzling white light exploded in everyone's eyes as she uttered her last word, and everyone felt their feet suddenly give way, their bodies beginning to fall endlessly.
The stench of blood and the chilling killing intent vanished in that instant.
When they regained consciousness and opened their eyes, they saw the dazzling sunlight and the huge painting slowly burning away.
"Huh? I...I'm not dead?"
"My injuries? My injuries are healed? And the minor realm that was taken away has returned!"
"Big brother! I'm so glad you're alive! Big brother, you're really alive!"
Meng Wanwan opened her eyes and subconsciously looked at the huge painting in the sky.
The scroll was burned to ashes, leaving only the figure of the girl. Meng Wanwan seemed to see the girl turn around and smile slightly at her.
The next moment, the scroll completely vanished.
Then, specks of golden light descended from the sky, like showers of spiritual energy, falling on everyone.
Someone realized what was happening and quickly sat down cross-legged.
Meng Xiuyi instructed his two disciples to sit down and absorb spiritual energy, while he and Meng Wanwan looked around.
Meng Wanwan's absorption of spiritual energy had a negligible effect, while Meng Xiuyi was more concerned about Meng Wanwan's condition.
Meng Wanwan smiled brightly at him: "Father, I'm fine. Maybe Sister Ting is right. Remember, it's for the sake of seeing each other again in the future."
"Moreover, Ting-jie has also achieved her goal."
For her, escaping the fate of repeatedly losing loved ones and being kidnapped might not be such a bad thing.
"What about the Scroll of the Heavens? Is it really impossible for the Scroll of the Heavens to be missing?"
Upon waking up, Li Dao of the Shanglin Sect shouted out.
"Why deceive yourself any longer, Fellow Daoist Li?" Shangguan Linglong sighed. "We already know the final answer to the mystery, so why are you still so persistent, Fellow Daoist Li?"
“Miss Shangguan, something doesn’t seem right.” Someone objected, staring coldly at Meng Wanwan and her father. “Who knows what happened between them and Zhu Ting in the cave? Maybe they’ve already obtained the Scroll of All Heavens. Otherwise, why is everyone else absorbing spiritual energy while the father and daughter remain indifferent? Could it be that they look down on this little bit of spiritual energy rain now because they’ve obtained the Scroll of All Heavens?”
Just as Shangguan Linglong was about to explain, Meng Wanwan spoke first.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The 'Scroll of All Heavens'! Can't you use your tiny brain to think for a second? Do you think the Shangguan family would give you something so good? Do you think you're some mutated foxtail grass, swaying more beautifully in the wind?"
"Didn't you die enough in the painting? Want to die again? Come on, I'll grant your wish!" Meng Wanwan rolled up her sleeves and started walking forward. She had just composed herself when someone came to sabotage her.
She couldn't bear it anymore!
It's just Foundation Establishment!
The person who spoke was shocked.
It seems he was scolded by a little person?!
"You brat, you..."
choke!
A large sword was thrust in front of him. The red-clad youth leaped up, sat on the hilt of the sword, and looked at him with an interested smile.
The man choked, and from the painting, memories of his frenzied killing came rushing back.
"I...I just felt that the reward was a bit too little..."
Helian Xiao smiled: "How about we go to Xiaoyou Mountain to make it up to you?"
"No need, no need!" the man quickly waved his hand.
Helian Xiao's smile vanished instantly: "Get lost!"
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