A miraculous feat

Despite being in a bustling city, Ding Songyan felt an unusual quietness around him, his eyes fixed solely on that peerless beauty, as ethereal as a secluded orchid in a secluded valley.

Good sister, stop fooling around. Quickly lower the veil of your Veil Hat. If someone sees you, your whereabouts as the Sage-Slaying Path Sect Master will be exposed!

How can they then plot and scheme in Flame Capital?

It's one thing if you're not afraid, but if someone sees you staring at me like that, I'll be in deep trouble no matter what.

Sigh, what was bound to happen has finally happened, especially at this time and in this kind of place...

The only way now is to draw my sword, shout for help, and restore my reputation as a righteous young hero.

As Ding Songyan's thoughts raced, he suddenly felt an invisible force pressing down on the top of his head, and he tried to open it.

This stirred up many unpleasant memories for him, reminding him of his deceased Master Yan.

He instinctively wanted to concentrate his divine will and circulate the "Being-and-Nonbeing Myriad Forms Qi" to resist, but he saw Ji Hanyi at the second-floor window with a half-smile on her face.

Ding Songyan's heart sank as he understood what Qingyan meant:

You refuse to try.

"Alas, circumstances are beyond our control... Once I confirm Twelfth Madam's realm, you'd better come find me in the Rear Courtyard of Cheap Wine Shop if you dare!" Ding Songyan slowly exhaled, giving up resistance and letting a chill fall into his Sea of Consciousness.

At the same time, Ji Hanyi nodded in satisfaction, lowered the white veil, and concealed her face.

She no longer used her other hand to support the window, letting it close.

Ding Songyan Sea of Consciousness, and that coolness echoed into a soft, gentle voice:

"Second brother, you did something really great before."

"Little Sister, I originally planned to come see you the next day, but I have some things to take care of, so I have to postpone it for a few days."

"I never expected to run into you here."

"I'll talk to you about everyday things after I'm done with my work."

The gentle voice gradually faded away, and the chill disappeared with it.

Ding Songyan had no time to think. He activated the Nether Darkness and Hundun that covered his thoughts and carefully cleaned his Sea of Consciousness.

After doing all this, he looked again at the second floor of the building on the street.

The windows were tightly shut, and the beauty was nowhere to be seen.

I unexpectedly ran into my dear sister.

"If she hadn't deduced the secrets of heaven and waited for me here in advance, then it would have been just as Twelfth Madam said, that the Celestial Emperor's gaze brought about a change in the overall energy of Flame Capital, and in such an overall change, people whose fates were already intertwined could easily meet."

"If it's the second scenario, what is the Little Sister doing on this street?"

"This street, located southwest of Golden Pool Lake, is called Shushui Street and is not far from Warrior Mansion Ward. What secrets does it hold?"

"We can investigate discreetly later, and perhaps we can uncover the plans of the Sage-Slaying Path..."

"No, Qingyan could have appeared or not. If she hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have known she'd been to Shushui Street. She made a point of showing up, so it can't be that she really missed me, or that it's been too long since she scared me and she couldn't resist playing a trick on me, right?"

"Is she hoping I'll investigate the secrets hidden in Shushui Street to achieve some kind of goal?"

"This is too much of a concern..."

"If that's the case, then the reason why the diviner is waiting for me here is the same; both situations point to the same scheming mind."

"But if we don't investigate, we won't know the Little Sister's true purpose, and that purpose itself can reveal a lot of key information..."

"Hiss, my dear sister, you didn't anticipate even my thoughts, did you?"

"No rush, no rush. Let's find out about Twelfth Madam's situation first."

"Sigh, Twelfth Madam before that she wasn't my mother and didn't need to greet me every day. Now that things have come to this, all I want to say is, you can be."

Ding Songyan was lost in thought. He stopped chasing the person who was following him and went to Golden Pool Lake for a while. He bought two sets of clothes and then returned to Tiger Tail Alley.

The next day at noon, in the East Wing Room of the Rear Courtyard of the Wine Shop.

Ding Songyan to Wu Zheng, who had recovered 60-70% of his strength:

"As long as you do as we say and don't act on your own, I guarantee you'll enter Phoenix Terrace Studio safely."

"Please give your instructions, my benefactor." Wu Zheng bowed solemnly.

He didn't ask how to do it, patiently waiting for Second Brother Ding and Twelfth Madam to make arrangements.

Before long, Wu Zheng changed into the thick cotton Blue Lan Shirt that Ding Songyan had worn the day before, put on his Carefree Headwrap, and wore a pair of boots with raised soles.

Twelfth Madam Luo used Wax Paste, Brow Stone, Rouge, and Face Powder powder to apply makeup to Wu Zheng, which was a simple disguise.

After she finished doing this, Wu Zheng glanced at her and saw that she looked three or four parts like Ding Songyan. However, upon closer inspection, apart from having the same facial features such as eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, they were completely different.

Twelfth Madam ' makeup skills were only passable; they were far from being truly masterful or transformative... Ding Songyan watched quietly, without uttering a word.

Twelfth Madam Luo patted Wu Zheng on the shoulder, as if signaling him to ask Ding Songyan.

Suppressing his bewilderment and unease, Wu Zheng asked in a deep voice:

"Second Brother Ding, do I look like you?"

"Like," Ding Songyan replied with unusual sincerity.

He has already used the Heavenly Mind Formula to deceive himself.

As he responded, he sensed an indescribable change occurring in the East Wing Room.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Songyan Huo Ran realized that Wu Zheng's facial features and figure were very similar to his own, bearing a five or six-point resemblance.

Wu Zheng, completely bewildered, turned to Twelfth Madam Luo and asked again:

"Twelfth Madam, am I Second Brother Ding?"

"Yes." Luo Mingyin nodded with a smile.

Upon hearing this answer, Ding Songyan's eyes instantly perceived Wu Zheng's features as more refined, his brows relaxed, and he looked like a twin brother to him.

At first glance, it already looks about 80 or 90 percent like it.

Ding Songyan observed carefully for a few more moments and still discovered many differences.

Twelfth Madam Luo handed the Bronze Mirror in her hand to Wu Zheng, asking him to take a look at himself.

In the not-so-clear Bronze Mirror, Wu Zheng seemed to see another Second Brother Ding.

He was so surprised and astonished that he was speechless for a moment.

That's absolutely incredible!

The question and answer just now were quite mysterious; wouldn't that fall under the Witchcraft and Gu Arts?

These two benefactors are truly mysterious and unpredictable!

"You can only maintain this for one hour. During this time, you must not do anything that would make others doubt that you are not Second Brother Ding," Twelfth Madam Luo reminded her.

Ding Songyan handed his Cold Shadow Sword to Wu Zheng, and specifically instructed him:

"When you meet someone from the Five Saints Sect, you can say that you were saved, but you cannot say who saved you or how you were saved."

"I will certainly not reveal anything about my two benefactors," Wu Zheng said firmly.

In most Sects, Ding Songyan would have worried that they would try to obtain specific information from Wu Zheng's heart, dreams, and divine will, leading to the exposure of Twelfth Madam and himself. But this was the Five Saints Sect, which valued integrity, righteousness, and benevolence.

Ding Songyan returned to the Main Room and moved all his belongings to the East Wing Room, setting it up as his own living quarters. Twelfth Madam Luo also put the Tea Table and other items back in their original positions.

"Let's go, as planned." Ding Songyan sat down on the edge of the bed and smiled at Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng nodded and walked out of the Main Room with Twelfth Madam Luo, leaving the Rear Courtyard through the side door.

Several martial artists secretly observing the Cheap Wine Shop witnessed this scene and, based on the general appearance, clothing, and weapons, determined who was beside Luo Mingyin:

Xiaoming Sect Ding Songyan Second Brother Ding.

With this assessment, "Second Brother Ding" became even more like Second Brother Ding.

"Twelfth Madam Luo and Second Brother Ding went out together, and there's no one in the courtyard. Should we go in and search?" one of the martial artists whispered, seeking his companion's opinion.

"It would be dangerous to trespass on the residence of a master. We should report to Mr. He first and let him decide," the martial artist replied cautiously when asked.

The Great Wilderness Realm is not lacking in Witchcraft and Gu Arts.

So they split into three groups: one group stayed behind to continue observing the Cheap Wine Shop, one group followed Twelfth Madam Luo and Second Brother Ding, and the other group returned to the vicinity of Treasure Market to report to He Jin.

Twelfth Madam Luo and "Second Brother Ding" strolled towards Golden Pool Lake. After about half an hour, they arrived at a restaurant and asked for a private room.

As soon as "Second Brother Ding" closed the door to the private room and turned around, he saw Second Brother Ding, dressed the same as him, sitting at the table with a smile on his lips, looking relaxed and content.

When did my benefactor arrive? I had no idea... Wu Zheng was filled with astonishment and confusion.

"Playing tricks..." Twelfth Madam Luo muttered.

This guy had already sneaked into the restaurant; he slipped in as soon as the waiter called out the names of the private rooms.

Ding Songyan sized up Wu Zheng and nodded with a hint of smugness.

See? It's so useful for a man to have several sets of identical clothes!

He immediately got up and hid in the shadows behind the screen.

After all the food and wine were laid out, Wu Zheng instructed the waiter not to go inside before Ding Songyan came out, retrieved his Cold Shadow Sword, and began to eat heartily.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Twelfth Madam Luo made a grabbing motion in the air, and Wu Zheng was no longer "Second Brother Ding".

The Manager laid out Wax Paste, Brow Stone, and other items to redo Wu Zheng's makeup. Ding Songyan then tossed Wu Zheng the bundle he had brought, which contained a loose-fitting robe he had bought the day before. It didn't quite fit Wu Zheng, but he could wear it.

Twelfth Madam Luo patted Wu Zheng again, signaling him to go behind the screen to change his clothes.

Soon, Wu Zheng, dressed in a loose robe, came out and said to Second Brother Ding and Twelfth Madam Luo:

"My name is Lin Chong. I greet you both."

"Well done, Lin Chong!" Ding Songyan, clapping his hands as he suppressed a laugh.

Wu Zheng's noticeable makeup faded away, and even the powder used to cover the sparks on his forehead was no longer noticeable.

Twelfth Madam Luo nodded in agreement:

"Please have a seat, Master Lin."

Wu Zheng's fake mustache around his lips and under his chin suddenly became more lively and no longer felt out of place.

He is now Lin Chong, the chivalrous hero, the one in disguise, no longer Wu Zheng, and suddenly looks ten or twenty years older.

"After we leave the restaurant for a short while, Master Lin should leave this private room and head straight to Phoenix Terrace Studio. Before that, you must conceal yourself well," Ding Songyan solemnly instructed.

This is the most crucial step.

"There are many people coming and going at Phoenix Terrace Studio every day. As long as your features don't match, He Jin and his gang won't stop you." Twelfth Madam Luo nodded slightly.

"You don't need to know anything else, just remember the name He Jin, and don't forget to inform the Five Saints Sect," Ding Songyan added.

Lin Chong listened attentively and realized that his two benefactors seemed to know quite a bit of the truth.

Without asking any further questions, he found a place to hide in the private room.

Ding Songyan and Twelfth Madam Luo got up, went out, slowly paid the bill, and left the restaurant.

Once on the street, Ding Songyan nodded to Twelfth Madam Luo.

He meant that the trackers had followed them and hadn't stayed at the restaurant.

Twelfth Madam Luo gave a relaxed "hmm," and asked with a hint of curiosity:

Who is Lin Chong?

"A name I made up," Ding Songyan said casually.

"But why is there such detailed information about their appearance, identity, and personality?" Twelfth Madam Luo didn't believe it was just made up.

Ding Songyan glanced at Twelfth Madam Luo:

"I am Storyteller."

Isn't it perfectly reasonable to make these up?

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