NOVGO.NET Chapter 658: 287: Why Cry?
Chapter 658: Chapter 287: Why Cry?
If Ding Wugong could capture Yang Xiaoyun, naturally it would be best to take her down.
Unfortunately, he ultimately underestimated Yang Xiaoyun’s martial arts.
Not to mention that he is currently suffering from severe poisoning. Even in his normal condition, he is no match for her.
Thus, after one move, realizing he couldn’t capture her, he harbored another thought…
He wanted to die by Yang Xiaoyun’s hand!
He knew that if he wanted to kill himself, he probably wouldn’t be able to.
Su Mo wouldn’t give him that chance.
As for whether Su Mo would mercifully provide him with an antidote?
He never even considered that possibility.
The reason he had been compliant until now was only because he was waiting for an opportunity.
Yang Xiaoyun’s appearance was his opportunity.
If he couldn’t subdue her, then dying by her hand became the best way for him to escape the agony of the potion of separation.
It wasn’t because he wasn’t afraid of death, but rather because he feared being unable to live or die.
But unexpectedly, Yang Xiaoyun saw through his intentions with one glance.
So much so that in the move just now she didn’t even use much inner strength. It was painful, but killing Ding Wugong outright was impossible.
Su Mo smiled lightly upon hearing Yang Xiaoyun’s words and did not respond.
A half-year ago… Had Ding Wugong received the Great Transformation Rebirth Heart Lotus Scripture from Ren Xiongfei a half-year ago?
That was indeed possible.
The Great Transformation Rebirth Heart Lotus Scripture is the sect’s divine skill of Wusheng Hall.
Traditionally, only the Great Hall Master has been qualified to practice it.
It is said that Wan Cangxin stole the secret book of this martial art.
However, in truth, Wan Cangxin had never even seen this martial art.
So, into whose hands had this martial art actually fallen?
The most standard, and likeliest scenario, is Ren Xiongfei…
The timing also adds up.
But Su Mo still felt there was something off.
Ding Wugong seemed honest, but he was actually quite scheming; his words could not be completely trusted.
However… the most clever lies are not entirely made up of falsehoods.
Mixing truth with lies, which contains too many inconsistencies that do not withstand scrutiny.
The most believable lies are those with nine parts truth to one part falsehood.
Within Ding Wugong’s words tonight, there must be lies, but pinpointing them immediately is not easy.
While pondering, he smiled and said to Yang Xiaoyun:
“If he did not have such intentions, how could he have done so many important things for Ren Xiongfei?”
“Ren Xiongfei?”
Yang Xiaoyun was momentarily stunned, but did not ask further.
In terms of emotion and reason, now was not the best time to inquire about this matter.
Su Mo then refocused his gaze on Ding Wogong:
“You want to die?”
“…”
Ding Wugong shook his head: “I don’t want to die, I just don’t want to be unable to live or die. Su, the Chief of the Escort, rather than having me suffer the pain of the potion of separation, it’s better to end it quickly.”
“Hmm, I have some questions to ask you, are you willing to tell me?”
“Lord Su, just ask.”
Ding Wugong immediately replied: “I pledge to speak everything I know without reservation.”
“Good.”
Su Mo smiled again: “You are indeed bound to die, and I will not let you go. However, if you can answer my questions promptly and clearly, I might consider giving you a swift end.”
“Thank you, Su, the Chief of the Escort.”
Ding Wugong clasped his hands together, his attitude sincere.
It looked somewhat strange in this context.
One saying I guarantee I’ll kill you, offering a quick execution.
And the other sincerely thanking…
This made Su Mo appear not like a righteous hero, but rather like a great villain as fearsome as a demon.
However, Su Mo did not mind, and asked:
“What is your status within Wusheng Hall?”
“I…”
Ding Wugong replied: “I belong to the Dark Hall of Wusheng Hall.”
“Dark Hall?”
Su Mo’s eyebrows slightly raised.
“That’s right.”
Ding Wugong instinctively rubbed his throat, swallowing down the pain from the vial, making each word he spoke seem extremely agonizing.
However, at this moment, he couldn’t care less about that.
Enduring all discomfort, he only hoped he could make a slightly better impression on Su Mo.
“Wusheng Hall openly has the Twelfth Halls, but actually, there are thirteen Halls.
“The Twelfth Halls each have their functions, all serving different purposes.
“The Dark Hall is a place unknown to others…
“The people of the Dark Hall in Wusheng Hall have no names. They don’t even practice the martial arts of Wusheng Hall…
“There are two ways people join the Dark Hall.
“One is the orphans gathered by Wusheng Hall, raised from childhood, making them utterly loyal to Wusheng Hall.
“The other method is selection from Jianghu.
“These people are either desperate and seek the protection of Wusheng Hall,
“Or Wusheng Hall has controlled some of their vulnerabilities, leaving them no choice but to obey.”
Su Mo looked thoughtfully at Yang Xiaoyun, whose brows were furrowed:
“Why has the Dark Hall not been heard of before?”
“…Because the Dark Hall hasn’t been established for long.”
Ding Wogong explained: “It started probably… over twenty years ago, that’s when Wusheng Hall’s Dark Hall was established.”
Twenty years ago…
Su Mo asked: “Was it after Wan Yutang took over Wusheng Hall?”
“Exactly.”
Ding Wugong nodded: “And I was discovered and saved by Hall Master Ren during a life-and-death moment, thus becoming a member of Wusheng Hall’s Dark Hall.”