Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Even the presence of fiery yang energy, which was slightly faster to absorb than spiritual energy, couldn’t overcome the suppression.

This suppression had always been a constant. Otherwise, the forces would repel each other.

Regardless, Ning Shu was already quite content.

A thread of warmth seeped through her skin, penetrating the surface of her skin and her meridians, causing her body to heat up.

It was a very comfortable sensation.

Ning Shu started forming hand signs to create a yang gathering formation.

Unexpectedly, a knock on the door was followed by Ding Ningdie’s voice, “Sister, can I come in?”

Ning Shu’s movements paused, resulting in the failure of the arranged spell formation.

Ding Ningdie asked again from behind the door, “Sister, can I come in? I have something to clarify with you.”

Since the previous try failed, Ning Shu started forming the hand signs again from the top and replied, “No. I don’t want to talk to you.”

“Sister, there are some things I need to explain,” Ding Ningdie persisted.

Ning Shu, “Are you retarded? I have already said that I don’t want to see you.”

“Sister…”

“Scram…”

The door immediately fell silent.

Ning Shu resumed her cultivation, and with the aid of the yang gathering formation, the flow of fiery yang energy intensified.

A steady stream of fiery yang energy surged into Ning Shu’s body.

While immersed in her cultivation, Ning Shu was startled by an urgent knock on the door.

Upon opening her eyes, she noticed that the sky had darkened. It was already evening.

“Eldest Miss, please hurry downstairs. Something terrible has occurred,” Aunt Li’s voice appeared from outside the door.

Ning Shu swiftly got out of bed and opened the door, only to see Aunt Li, a middle-aged woman, with a worried expression on her face. “Miss, there’s been an incident involving the Madame,” she reported.

Ning Shu quickly went downstairs to find Mother Ding sitting on the floor, her left cheek red and swollen, as if she had been struck.

Ning Shu rushed to assist Mother Ding in getting up from the ground.

Mother Ding appeared to be in a state of shock, and even with Ning Shu’s help, her expression remained stunned.

Ding Ningdie clung to Ding Yan’s arm, as he glared furiously at Mother Ding.

“Father, don’t act rashly. Auntie was merely concerned about Sister,” Ding Ningdie cautiously explained to Ding Yan.

“She’s simply a self-centered woman, solely preoccupied with herself and her daughter. Have you ever put yourself in my shoes? Can’t you understand how dire the consequences would be for the Ding family if we were to offend Bai Hanmo?” Ding Yan shouted in anger.

His anger resembled that of a provoked male lion.

“All you think about is your daughter. Have you ever considered the well-being of the Ding family? Have you ever considered what would happen to the company?”

Ding Ningdie was so frightened her pupils trembled and tears started welling up in her eyes.

Ning Shu positioned herself in front of Mother Ding and coldly addressed Ding Yan, “Regardless of what Mother might have said or done wrong, you had no right to lay a hand on her.

“Resorting to violence against women, how powerful and impressive you must feel.”

“How audacious of you! I am your father! How dare you speak to me in this manner? You enjoy the comforts of the home I provide, so what does it matter that you now have to make a small sacrifice for the Ding family!?” Ding Yan bellowed at Ning Shu.

“You do have an engagement with Bai Hanmo, but Bai Hanmo doesn’t want you. He wants Ding Ningdie. What do you want the Ding family to do?” Ding Yanchao demanded of Ning Shu.

Ning Shu wiped the spittle from her face and retorted, “If Bai Hanmo commanded you to lick his shoes, would you comply?”

In order to highlight Bai Hanmo’s superiority, everyone in this world had to grovel beneath him.