Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Duan Yu was unconvinced.

Feeling that his martial arts were inferior to Ding Ling’s was normal, as he had never practiced martial arts. But for Ding Ling to surpass him in Buddhism, Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting was unbelievable.

Stirred by youthful arrogance, he immediately thought of competing with Ding Ling in these areas, yet the various Buddhist scriptures and theories were easily countered by Ding Ling, leaving him almost ’defeated’.

In Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting, during breaks for meals and barbecues, he was completely crushed with not a scrap left to show.

Duan Yu was disheartened, frustrated, and incredulous:

”Brother Ding, you’re not much older, how are you so versatile! Impressive!”

Mu Wanqing, Ling Yanqiu, and Zhong Ling watched in awe, deeply shaken.

Zhong Ling, naïve and innocent, admired Ding Ling even more.

Mu Wanqing’s expression grew increasingly complicated; her heart fluttered uneasily, fearing Ding Ling might be taken away by other women.

But thinking of Zhong Ling by her side, Mu Wanqing felt somewhat more at ease.

Since settling things with Ding Ling in terms of naming, her cold and proud heart seemed to find its place, making her calm, charming, quiet, and gentle.

She no longer spoke harshly nor lashed out.

Duan Yu observed, marveling at Ding Ling’s prowess; thinking: ”Brother Ding is not only proficient in Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting, and Buddhism, but also martial arts and body technique; he even managed to tame Miss Mu, so fierce before, now gentle and compliant—truly remarkable.”

With this thought, he couldn’t help but think of his Immortal Sister, his heart heated and anxious, subconsciously glancing at Ding Ling, pondering:

”If I meet the Immortal Sister, I wouldn’t know how to approach her. I should ask Brother Ding for advice, let him teach me.”

Duan Yu found Ding Ling easy to talk to.

His recognition of Ding Ling rose significantly.

Now being overshadowed by Ding Ling in every aspect, Duan Yu was endlessly enamored, witnessing the drastic change in Mu Wanqing’s attitude left him astounded, stirring other thoughts in his heart.

[Achievement Medal Obtained: You’ve earned Duan Yu’s high recognition.]

[Note: Your knowledge and talent have completely convinced him, winning his admiration completely.]

Upon hearing the prompt sound, Ding Ling turned slightly, thinking how martial arts couldn’t impress this bookish Duan Yu!

While chatting with Duan Yu.

Ding Ling sensed that although Duan Yu was courteous, noble, generous, and tolerant, he was overly rigid, clearly a sheltered child inexperienced with society’s harsher realities.

Unknown to Ding Ling, Duan Yu had changed significantly since first setting out, that earlier version wouldn’t have sparked Ding Ling’s interest in conversing further.

.....

Upon arriving at Celestial Dragon Temple.

The moon was already high in the sky.

To travel faster.

Ding Ling specifically picked suitable herbs on the way, using Nine Yang Divine Skill and Medicine King Breathing Technique’s Fusion Qi to evoke One Yang Finger, applying simultaneous internal and external force, completely healing Black Rose’s injury.

Once Black Rose recovered, her speed rivaled that of the Ferghana Horse. Duan Yu adamantly refused to let Ding Ling carry him like a monkey, insisting on horse riding.

Ding Ling let him ride the horse.

He followed behind, traveling using Ripple Step.

While traveling, inner breath spontaneously generated merging into North Nether True Qi, strengthening it, Ding Ling constantly sensed himself growing stronger.

He marveled silently, thinking Ripple Step truly is a supreme skill.

And due to Full Level, the speed at which inner breath was generated was far beyond Entry Level and Great Success levels. Clearly, the enhancement in his inner breath was immense.

With daily practice, eventually, he would definitely generate another North Nether True Qi.

”Neigh!”

Duan Yu reined in his horse, turning to Ding Ling: ”Brother Ding, we’ve reached Celestial Dragon Temple. Should I knock on the door?”

Ding Ling remained noncommittal.

Duan Yu immediately dismounted, heading to the temple.

Being the Heir of the Southern King, he maintained his dignity while stating his purpose, prompting the monk guarding the door to open it, allowing them entry into the temple.

Celestial Dragon Temple covered a vast area; even under the moonlit night, one could vaguely sense its grandeur and solemnity! Being the Royal Temple of the Dali Kingdom, it was elegantly nicknamed the National Temple and Buddhist Capital. Truly deserving of its reputation.

Clop, clop!

The group led their horses forward.

Several monks guided the way ahead.

After some time.

They arrived at a side hall of the temple.

The monk asked Duan Yu and others to wait a moment.

He went to fetch someone.

Before long.

An elderly man, with benevolent eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, and some white beard under his chin, entered.

Upon seeing him, Duan Yu’s eyes brightened, smiling as he greeted:

”Duan Yu greets the Abbot.”

”Does the Heir know your father and uncle are searching for you?”

The Abbot’s face darkened:

”So young, yet learning nothing good, running away from home! You must go back and apologize to them.”

”...”

Duan Yu’s mouth turned bitter.

If not for wanting to see the Immortal Sister, he wouldn’t have come here with Ding Ling to ’walk into the trap’.

But since he was here.

Duan Yu pointed at Ding Ling, reluctantly saying:

”I’m accompanying Brother Ding here. He has important matters with you.”

”Brother Ding?”

The Abbot glanced at Ding Ling, under the candlelight, Ding Ling stood tall, upright, exceptionally distinguished, and heroically vibrant; from his appearance alone, he was truly an extraordinary person.

The Abbot dared not underestimate him, joining his palms together in a gesture of Amitabha Buddha before speaking:

”What brings Donor Ding to Celestial Dragon Temple?”

Ding Ling didn’t speak; he simply extended his index finger, pointing forward, and poof! An extremely potent finger force easily punctured a wooden door nearby.

The Abbot’s pupils contracted:

”One Yang Finger?!”

Duan Yu immediately followed:

”Indeed. Master Abbot, Brother Ding’s One Yang Finger has reached the First Grade Realm!”

”What?!”

The Abbot was stunned:

”First, First, First Grade?!”

He was incredulous:

”How is this possible?!”

”If Master Abbot doesn’t believe, you can take a closer look.”

Duan Yu glanced at Ding Ling.

Ding Ling silently praised Duan Yu; this was a brilliant assist, then demonstrated One Yang Finger.

The Abbot carefully observed and analyzed, sighing after a long while:

”My cultivation power is limited; my understanding of One Yang Finger only reaches Fourth Grade, far from First Grade, probably unattainable in my lifetime, unable to truly comprehend Donor Ding’s One Yang Finger Realm.”

Embarrassed, he blushed:

”Perhaps Master Kuru should assess it, may gain clarity.”

The Abbot paused, looking at Ding Ling with a strange expression:

”Your surname is Ding, not Duan?!”

”Indeed.”

”Did you change your name?”

”No.”

”How do you know the Dali Duan Family’s secret One Yang Finger?!”