diskusbooks Chapter 834 Martial Arts Conference
Chapter 834 Martial Arts Conference
Jiang Hongling suddenly stopped crying. She stared at Lin Ping with a surprised look and said softly, "You're not late! You're just in time."
"You were already planning to abort the child, why wasn't I late?" Lin Ping was very resentful.
This is his first child after transmigrating, how can it just disappear like that? Besides, the mother of the child is so beautiful, and he himself is not bad-looking either. He wants to see the ultimate product of the powerful combination.
"I am already six months pregnant. If I hadn't used my inner energy to cover my lower abdomen, I would have been discovered long ago. Even so, I would have been exposed within ten days. At that time, my reputation would be ruined, and I would not be able to stand in the Chiyang Pavilion. Naturally, I cannot give birth to the child." Jiang Hongling explained with a pout, still blaming Lin Ping for arriving late.
"So, no matter when I appear, you're not planning to have this child?" Lin Ping sighed.
He knew that Jiang Hongling had no feelings for him; that night was purely to detoxify herself. She would never give up her promising future for a child.
Jiang Hongling lowered her head and stopped speaking, seemingly acquiescing to Lin Ping's statement.
"Couldn't we find a place to hide and secretly give birth to the child?" Lin Ping suddenly asked.
Although Jiang Hongling is a disciple of Chiyang Pavilion, they did not restrict her freedom. She only needs to hide for four months, and after giving birth, she can go up the mountain without anyone noticing.
"What if you hadn't come? The child would have been born without a father or a mother!" Jiang Hongling said angrily.
Hearing this, Lin Ping felt reassured. He finally understood what the woman was thinking; she simply wanted him to take responsibility.
The debts incurred by his romantic escapades must be repaid sooner or later. Besides, Jiang Hongling is pregnant with his child. Even if he has to kneel down to Jiang Yunying, he still demands that she tolerate Jiang Hongling.
"Come on, let's go down the mountain now. I'll be a good father." Lin Ping gripped Jiang Hongling's arm tightly, looking somewhat anxious.
With such a beautiful wife lying in bed, are we going to leave her here for the New Year instead of taking her home?
"You're hurting me." Jiang Hongling shook off Lin Ping's large hand, clearly a little angry.
"I'm sorry, I owe you a grand wedding." Lin Ping seemed to understand what Jiang Hongling meant. "Don't worry, we'll make it up to you when we get back."
"Lin Ping, please recognize your place, okay? I am a spirit maiden of the Crimson Sun Pavilion. Why should I go with you?" Jiang Hongling said with disdain.
These words deeply stung Lin Ping's heart. The other party was right; compared to the Crimson Sun Pavilion, he was nothing.
Handsome?
Sorry, Jiang Hongling is far more beautiful.
rich?
Sorry, Jiang Hongling is not short of money at all, nor does she need it.
Can command troops and fight battles? Try fighting the Crimson Sun Pavilion!
In Jiang Hongling's eyes, only those with strong martial arts skills deserve respect, but Lin Ping is just a weakling.
In the end, he was still that poor boy who was looked down upon.
"I...I really am not good enough for you," Lin Ping said softly.
The lowly Lin Ping is an ugly bastard; he really can't find any advantages in himself.
Seeing Lin Ping's humble appearance, Jiang Hongling's heart broke. She wanted to explain, but she couldn't. She had to use this to stir up the inner universe within Lin Ping.
“I can give birth to the child, but I won’t go with you. If you can win first place in the martial arts tournament a year from now, you can meet the child,” Jiang Hongling said earnestly.
"What if I don't get first place? What will happen to my child?"
Lin Ping was well aware of his own strength. Defeating all the masters in the world within a year was simply a pipe dream, so he chose to face the consequences directly.
"I will give him to someone else to raise, and I will never acknowledge him as my son!" Jiang Hongling said through gritted teeth.
A child is a mother's heart and soul. How could she not be in pain to give her child away to someone else? But in order to inspire Lin Ping's fighting spirit, she had to do it. After all, the martial arts tournament was her only hope.
"What is the Martial Arts Tournament?" Unable to bear the consequences, Lin Ping decided to confront the Martial Arts Tournament head-on.
"It's a martial arts competition held every three years, organized by the Chiyang Pavilion. The winner will receive one instance of assistance from the Chiyang Pavilion," Jiang Hongling explained succinctly.
"Who are the participants? For example, the leaders of various sects?" Lin Ping didn't care about the origins of the New Martial Arts Tournament or what the rewards were; he just wanted to know who his opponents were.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. If you don't have enough martial arts skills, make up for it with cunning!
Jiang Hongling shook her head. "The martial arts tournament is a competition among young people. Those over thirty years old cannot participate, but Senior Brother will participate."
"Thank goodness, thank goodness, the sect leader isn't here." Lin Ping patted his chest, then suddenly screamed, "What? Li Hai is participating too?"
Li Hai is a figure who surpasses even the four elders of the Zhenwu Hall. His prestige is about to rise to another level. It would be terrifying to spar with someone like him.
Lin Ping chuckled and said seriously, "I'm sorry, there's something I've been hiding from you."
"What is it?" Jiang Hongling asked, puzzled.
"Actually..." Lin Ping said awkwardly, "Actually... I'll be thirty-one next year!"
puff……
Jiang Hongling almost burst out laughing; Lin Ping didn't look like a thirty-year-old at all.
With that bouncy skin and fair complexion, you could easily pass for eighteen.
Lin Ping wasn't lying. He was already in his mid-twenties before he transmigrated, and he was twenty years older after transmigrating, so his mental age was over forty.
Would Jiang Hongling believe his nonsense?
After a loving reprimand, Lin Ping finally admitted that he was eighteen years old.
After the two made their agreement, Jiang Hongling suddenly asked, "Young Master Lin, are you planning to make a move against Fan Li?"
Hearing this, Lin Ping was slightly taken aback. This was his secret, and he had never told anyone.
It's not surprising, really. His actions were clearly helping Bai Tiantian. With Chiyang Pavilion's spies, how could they not have noticed? This also proves that Jiang Hongling was keeping a close eye on him. Otherwise, Jiang Mo wouldn't have been able to find him so easily.
"Actually, I prefer to take action against both Fan Li and Bai Tiantian at the same time," Lin Ping said frankly.
Since he had decided to accept Jiang Hongling, Lin Ping did not intend to hide it from her.
Lin Ping's goal was clear: he wanted to create chaos within the court of the Daye Dynasty, rather than eliminating Fan Li and allowing Bai Tiantian to dominate.
Bai Tiantian is no pushover; she might use this opportunity to attack the Wu Kingdom, making Lin Ping a sinner against the Wu Kingdom.
Jiang Hongling nodded. She understood what Lin Ping was thinking and felt a little happy because of his honesty.
"What if I ask you to get rid of Fan Li first?" Jiang Hongling asked seriously.
"Then he won't live past this time next month," Lin Ping replied seriously, without any intention of being perfunctory.
“Fan Li is not that simple. He has the Nightshade Palace backing him. Your strength is too weak, and you may be in danger at any time.” As she said this, Jiang Hongling’s face turned slightly red. “I will help you improve your strength right away.”