Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Ding Ling wouldn’t intentionally ask.

After all, a girl’s heart is hard to understand.

He only knows that being upright and having a clear conscience makes one impervious to any heart demons! Even the abyss can’t hold him!

Towards Diao Chan and the others,

He is without guilt.

So he walks righteously and sits upright, very at ease.

Even if something happens between them in the future, it will be a natural course of events.

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Ding Ling stayed in Chang’an City for a month.

With him overseeing Chang’an,

All kinds of demonic creatures vanished like smoke, not daring to show up.

Because whenever they did, Ding Ling would trace them to their source and decapitate the culprit with one sword!

There were many such examples.

No one dared to challenge Ding Ling’s authority!

Plus, as Great Wei has established for so long.

With the help and support of natives like Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, Manchong, and many players, this burgeoning empire has begun a leapfrog development, progressing step by step!

As for the players who wanted to compete for hegemony?

They had long given up.

Facing a cheat-like strong man like Ding Ling,

No matter how much they plotted, it was in vain!

Because no matter what they did, it was useless, Ding Ling simply wouldn’t care, he only focused on sweeping forward! Suppressing!

In terms of sweeping forward!

Who in this world could compare to Ding Ling?

After despairing, the players had no choice but to participate in the imperial exams and enter the court as officials.

After all, being an official would greatly increase their chances of encountering Breathing Techniques and Great Medicine.

Ding Ling observed this.

But didn’t intervene.

His purpose had been achieved.

Collecting the world’s martial arts and secret manuals, enhancing himself, making his foundation deep as mountains, surging like the ocean! Vast to the extreme!

Gathering Great Medicine to benefit Diao Chan and others, also succeeded. Zhao Yun reached Super-Elite Peak, Diao Chan became Super-Elite.

Du Qingcheng and others were a bit behind.

But with Ding Ling’s full guidance and continuous support of various Great Medicines, their rise was inevitable!

Even if Zhen Jiang joined, it didn’t matter.

The resources from Jiuzhou plus the Western Regions’ Kingdoms and the lands beyond the borders were more than enough to support them!

”All achievements have been accomplished.”

Ding Ling stood up tall, walked to the window, and looked up at the sky:

”Now only task two remains. Where on earth has Zuo Ci died?!”

A few days ago.

In his mansion in Chang’an City,

Ding Ling received Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing, who came specially to see him.

The reason they came was to thank Ding Ling.

Because Ding Ling indeed kept his promise!

This brought them immense relief! They praised Ding Ling profusely!

To support Ding Ling, to support the nascent Great Wei Kingdom.

They stayed in Chang’an Ancient City.

And became court physicians, giving lectures on medicine, instructing those with talent in Medical Dao.

For a while,

People seeking knowledge and seeking the Dao flocked in endlessly, nearly breaking down the threshold of the Medical Academy.

Many of them were players who studied medicine in the real world!

They were overjoyed to have the opportunity to study medicine under Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing!

Natives were plenty as well.

After all, graduating from the Medical Academy meant guaranteed food, lodging, and job placement!

As for the location of the Medical Academy?

It’s said that the former residence of Li Jue was vacated for Hua Tuo and them to use.

It’s not far from Ding Ling’s residence.

Since then, Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing frequently visited Ding Ling.

On this day,

Ding Ling asked them about Zuo Ci’s whereabouts.

Both sighed and also expressed their unawareness, only suggesting Ding Ling could spread the word and widely post notices across Jiuzhou.

Maybe if Zuo Ci sees it, he will come to find him personally.

Ding Ling thought this was a good idea.

So he went to Cao Mengde and told him about it.

Cao Mengde didn’t delay, immediately making a decision, gathering spies from all places, instructing them to quickly post notices in each province and city, not even sparing rural areas.

Wherever he could help Ding Ling, Cao Mengde supported without reservation!

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Indeed.

This method worked.

One day,

While Ding Ling was enjoying the service of the beauties Diao Chan, Da and Xiao Qiao, Du Qingcheng, and Zhen Jiang.

A strange cry suddenly sounded ahead.

”Caw caw.”

As if a crow was wailing.

Ding Ling furrowed his brow and looked.

In the courtyard ahead, on a Phoenix Tree, perched a crow, completely black as ink.

Its eyes were bright as it looked at Ding Ling, then suddenly spoke:

”I hear you’re looking for me?”

”Hmm?!”

Ding Ling was so startled that a date in his mouth was swallowed down his throat, almost choking him!

He coughed a couple of times, suddenly operating his Breathing Technique, exhaled a breath, and poof! The date flew out, shooting over ten meters away, and with a ding, embedded into the wall!

Only after spitting the date did Ding Ling feel somewhat relieved.

He looked at the crow again, incredulous, and said:

”You, you can talk?!”

Diao Chan and Da and Xiao Qiao were equally astonished, their hands holding fruit plates frozen.

Zhen Jiang, who was feeding Ding Ling fruit, was also stunned, her eyes wide open. If not for Ding Ling, the Earth Immortal, Zhen Jiang might have been scared out of her wits.

”Hehe.”

The crow’s voice sounded old and hoarse, like iron scraping on the ground, extremely jarring:

”What else?”

It stared at Ding Ling with eyes shining with a black light, sizing him up:

”Have you entered the Celestial Human Realm?”

”Indeed.”

Ding Ling finally recovered, stood tall, activated the three major Breathing Techniques, his noble and sharp aura sweeping towards the crow:

”You are Zuo Ci, Zuo Yuanfang the elder?!”

”Heh heh.”

The crow chuckled strangely:

”Yes. I am indeed Zuo Ci. I heard that the First-Rank Prince, the renowned World’s Number One Sword God, was explicitly searching for me. Out of curiosity, I came to see Chang’an City. Now that I’ve seen you, you’re indeed a graceful and handsome young man! Your skills are already extraordinary!

To have such proficiency at your age.

Remarkable, truly remarkable!”

”Elder, you’re too kind.”

Ding Ling said respectfully, saluted Zuo Ci, then went straight to the point:

”I sought you out to have a sparring match.”

”Caw caw.”

Zuo Ci was taken aback, then chuckled bizarrely:

”Young man. Don’t think that just because you’ve entered the Celestial Human Realm, you are invincible. You still have a long way to go.”

Ding Ling remained neither humble nor arrogant, yet a faint sense of pride burst from his heart, mingling with the noble and sharp aura, appearing increasingly grand and tenacious:

”Elder, it’s just sparring. Besides, how can you know if you can win unless you fight? Wouldn’t you agree?”

”Quite right, quite right.”

Zuo Ci laughed:

”Youngsters not confined by conventions, broad-minded, with remarkable determination, commendable. Good, good.”

He flapped his wings, soaring into the sky:

”If you want to have a magical battle with me, we’ll meet again in three days, at the pavilion ten miles outside Chang’an City!”

”Elder, it’s a deal!”

”Hahaha, I, Zuo Ci, never utter falsehoods. Just wait.”

As his voice drifted, it sounded like a waft of breeze, swirling in the void, faintly audible yet ethereal, unlike human speech.