Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 169: Farewell Approaches

Such a grand battle.

He didn’t join in!

Upon thinking this, Zhao Yun said:

"Next time something similar happens, it’s best to take me along."

"Then you’ll need to practice your Lightweight Skill."

Ding Ling smiled slightly and said:

"If the city wall isn’t too high and there’s no risk of being heard, I can carry you over it. But if it’s like today, we’ll have to go over one by one." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

He fully exerted his Lightweight Body Technique.

Ding Ling could leap far beyond three zhang.

With his current strength.

And the enhancement of Breathing Technique and several major Lightweight Body Techniques.

He could indeed be considered a Martial God.

"Alright."

Zhao Yun nodded solemnly, saying:

"I will definitely do that."

After he finished speaking, he felt a bit troubled:

"There’s just too much to learn. It feels like there’s not enough time."

He didn’t feel this on the mountain.

But coming down the mountain.

Following Ding Ling.

Watching Ding Ling engage in bloody battles everywhere, rapidly increasing in strength.

While his progress felt like a snail’s pace, naturally causing anxiety and a sense that there was never enough time.

Often, even before he could focus on practicing, he had to travel and fight again.

Due to the tight schedule and Ding Ling pulling further ahead in strength and cultivation, Zhao Yun was continuously training in the Breathing Technique, whether standing, sitting, or lying down.

He aimed to master the Breathing Technique, reaching an instinctual level of the Transformation Realm as soon as possible!

His practical combat experience was growing at an astonishing rate.

The growth in his strength was also far superior to his time on the mountain.

But on the mountain, there was no one to compare to, and even if there was, they were quite ordinary, making him seem unparalleled and unmatched.

Coming down the mountain, constantly witnessing Ding Ling’s terrifying progress.

Zhao Yun’s pride had long been worn down, and now he was extremely humble, pragmatic, and steady!

In his words: "In front of Ding Ling, I’m just a mediocre talent. Besides working harder, being more humble, and practical, I can’t think of anything else to do!"

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The next day.

Ding Ling and his group encountered Hua Tuo and Du Qingcheng in Runan Shenyang City.

"We haven’t been here long either."

Du Qingcheng was surprised:

"How did you all get here so fast?"

"We came as soon as we finished the task."

Diao Chan explained:

"The opponents seemed numerous and strong, but they were no match for Ding Ling. They were beaten back and dared not advance!"

Because they were teammates.

Ding Ling signaled that Diao Chan didn’t need to call him ’master’.

So Diao Chan changed the form of address.

However, if there were others present, she would usually still call him ’master’.

"What happened? Can you tell me?"

Du Qingcheng was curious.

Diao Chan recounted everything in detail.

Du Qingcheng was astounded, growing even more respectful of Ding Ling, while her heart pounded excitedly when looking at him, her face blushing from time to time, with no one knowing what she was thinking.

Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin wore frustrated expressions.

Yesterday, they were tied up in the wild, terrified for a long time, fearing wolves would eat them.

Today, arriving at Shenyang City, they had to help treat the plague.

The horror of the plague was self-evident.

Yet, they dared not resist in the least.

Ding Ling’s daunting presence increasingly impressed them.

He ventured into the Yellow Turban Army’s camp and soon overturned it, killing the chief and all higher-ups, leaving leisurely.

Such courage, capability, and skill indeed left Yuan Yao in awe.

He longed for such a life of roaming the Jianghu alone.

Sadly, reality didn’t permit it.

Because he was just inept!

...

Regarding the treatment of the plague.

With Ding Ling joining, progress advanced rapidly.

Not only was Ding Ling highly skilled in Medical Dao.

His reflexes, hand speed, endurance, and stamina were also astonishing!

He could tirelessly maintain high-speed treatment for two days and nights!

Even at a slightly slower pace.

He could likely go on for seven to eight days without issue.

His remarkable endurance and speed made Hua Tuo admire him immensely.

Hua Tuo’s endurance was also strong, but his speed was far inferior to Ding Ling’s.

Therefore, the patients he could save were far fewer than Ding Ling’s.

The group stayed in Shenyang City for six to seven days.

Finally treating all the patients.

Hua Tuo expressed his desire to stay for several more months.

To ensure the plague wouldn’t resurge before leaving.

Ding Ling couldn’t stay that long.

After receiving a Pigeon Post from Songh County.

Learning that Pan Feng was safe, and Zhao Feng was protected by Tian Feng, Jushou, Xun Chen, and others, he breathed a sigh of relief, but with some urgency.

He couldn’t guarantee how long the Yuan Family’s tolerance for Xun Chen and the others would last, or whether Pan Feng, after hearing his advice, would still fall into a trap.

These matters were hard to say.

To thoroughly resolve these troubles, he must return to Northern Land Yecheng once more.

However, before that.

He had to learn the Inner Refining Breathing Technique.

With this in mind.

That day.

Ding Ling mentioned to Hua Tuo his intention to visit Yangzhou to learn the Inner Refining Breathing Technique.

Hua Tuo understood and said: "Your Martial Dao mastery is outstanding, your ambition is lofty; your brilliant future has limitless potential, soaring to the skies may just be ordinary to you. There’s nothing much else I can say.

Just wish you a smooth journey, good luck in all endeavors.

Also, if you encounter trouble on the road, be cautious! Prioritize your life!"

"Yes, senior."

Ding Ling replied seriously:

"If anything important happens, you can send a Pigeon Post to Songh County. I have hired people there. They will send a message to me through certain channels."

Sending a Pigeon Post requires staying in one place for several days.

Ding Ling stayed those seven days in Shenyang City.

Just enough time to send and receive a Pigeon Post from Songh County.

He took the chance to send a Pigeon Post and contacted people in Songh County, learning of Pan Feng and the others’ situation.

"However..."

Hua Tuo thought for a moment and said:

"You’re going to Yangzhou to see Yhiuu Ji, right?"

Ding Ling had previously mentioned this to Hua Tuo.

"That’s right."

"I’ve met him before."

Hua Tuo stroked his beard and said:

"His temperament is extremely aloof! He guards his family’s secret techniques tightly and will not teach them to anyone who doesn’t meet his standards. If you rashly approach him for the Inner Refining Breathing Technique, you might anger him."

"Then..."

Ding Ling was taken aback.

"You can go to Zhang Zhongjing."

Hua Tuo suggested:

"To my knowledge, Zhang Zhongjing has a good relationship with Yhiuu Ji. With him as an intermediary, you should have a chance to learn Yhiuu Ji’s skills."

Zhang Zhongjing, a native of Nanyang County, Nieyang. A medical scholar from the late Eastern Han Dynasty, honored by later generations as the "Medical Saint".

His most praised achievement is his monumental work left to future generations: "Treatise on Cold Pathogenic and Miscellaneous Diseases".

Ding Ling felt puzzled:

"Didn’t Zhang Zhongjing go to become an official on the basis of filial piety?"

"Haha."

Hua Tuo chuckled:

"A few months ago, I met him in Nanyang. He has already resigned from office. His goal, like mine, is to completely cure the great plague in this world!"