Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 87: Identity Exposed

Aside from chess and music manuals, there were other ancient books as well.

But most of them described the general overview of the world.

There were even many history books that Ding Ling found here.

These were not very helpful for Ding Ling’s skill improvement.

He wasn’t interested in reading them.

After flipping through, and going through all the books in the study,

Ding Ling took the gold and wanted to go out to buy some great medicine.

Wang Yue stopped him, saying:

"If Luoyang had great medicine, it would have been taken by Dong Zhuo, Lü Bu, Guo Si, Li Jue and others long ago. How could it be our turn?"

Thinking about the great medicine snatched from the slain Hu Zhen, Ding Ling immediately gave up the idea of buying it.

Rather than buying.

Why not rob?

Robbing the Thief Dong army’s great medicine would be acting for the people and removing a public calamity!

Wang Yue said the same, he certainly agreed to rob but absolutely did not agree to do it in Luoyang, because once you rob in Luoyang, you become a turtle in a jar, with no place to escape. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"I am not a stubborn traditionalist decaying with age. In such tumultuous times, speaking of the Three Principles and Five Constants and etiquette with some great thieves who steal from the heavens is futile. Only with fists and weapons can they be awakened!"

Wang Yue patted Ding Ling’s shoulder, saying:

"Wait a few days. I know someone. By then, we can bribe him to send you out at night. Once you are out of Luoyang City, you will be safe."

He smiled slightly:

"If you take the opportunity to go straight to Yangzhou and find Yhiuu Ji or Zuo Ci, learn their Inner Refining Breathing Technique and achieve Unity of Inner and Outer, there will be an earth-shaking transformation.

I am eagerly anticipating your metamorphosis!

After defeating all challengers under the heavens, I once met some truly reclusive masters in the mountains. Unfortunately,

I was not their match at that time.

Just like Pan Feng, the first in Jizhou at the moment. He is also not a match for Tong Yuan and me.

And he certainly couldn’t kill such reclusive masters like Zuo Ci!

Most true masters reside deep in the remote mountains, cultivating in seclusion!"

He paused for a moment:

"But if you achieve Unity of Inner and Outer, perhaps one day, even those reclusive masters won’t be your match."

"What about those reclusive masters you’ve encountered, senior?"

"Most of them are probably dead of old age."

Wang Yue sighed:

"No matter how formidable a person is, they are difficult to withstand the erosion of time’s torrent!"

He touched his graying temples:

"I am old too."

After lamenting, he laughed:

"Alright, let’s not speak of this. I’ll go seek out that general for you and make preparations for your early departure from the city."

"Thank you, senior."

Ding Ling expressed his gratitude and saluted.

"Let’s skip the formalities."

Wang Yue waved it off, laughed heartily, and strode away.

Ding Ling thus extinguished the idea of going out.

He prepared to quietly wait for good news.

Then leave Luoyang City and head straight to Yangzhou to seek his opportunities, learning the Inner Refining Breathing Technique.

He is on the Path of the War God.

So striving to improve himself is definitely right.

...

However, Ding Ling’s plans were good.

But many times, some things often don’t shift according to one’s will.

As he was holding the Shuoyue Sword, ready to practice his Sword Technique in the martial arts arena, thud, thud, thud!

The sound of knocking suddenly echoed.

He glanced at Shi A and Zhao Yun nearby.

These two, besides eating, were practicing swordplay.

Zhao Yun was naturally gifted, and with Ding Ling’s provocation, plus occasional guidance from Ding Ling and Wang Yue, his progress in High-tier Swordsmanship was astonishing.

High-tier Swordsmanship is just foundational, not difficult. For a genius like Zhao Yun, making rapid progress surpassing ordinary people is understandable.

But this also greatly stimulated Shi A, causing Shi A to also practice swordplay frantically.

At this moment, seeing Ding Ling looking over, Shi A, though puzzled, still sheathed his sword, saying:

"I’ll open the door."

"No."

Ding Ling gestured:

"You continue practicing swordplay. I’ll open it."

Coming to Luoyang City.

Having learned all the Kung Fu from Wang Yue,

Ding Ling, out of boredom, initially thought of seeing Diao Chan and Cai Wenji, these two beauties.

After all, these two are renowned throughout history, any man would want to see what kind of charm and elegance they have to captivate countless men.

But Wang Yue’s words dispelled his thoughts.

He now only wanted to discreetly leave the city, then discreetly unite Inner and Outer Breathing Techniques!

To become a true peerless master.

And then, upon reemerging, sweep across the lands and achieve the name of War God!

This is the cautious strategy preferred by those who choose a safe battle method!

Though Ding Ling is a passionate young man, his essence is very steady!

If a risk is too great, exceeding tolerable levels, he generally chooses to temporarily retreat, waiting until he becomes stronger in the future.

Once stronger, no demons or monsters will stand a chance.

Might makes right (Power generates truth).

This is reality!

Of course, if taking a risk can yield unparalleled benefits, he would also choose to take the risk.

But undoubtedly, what benefit could come from looking at beauties? It’s not worth it.

Ding Ling even gave up going to the residences of generals under Dong Zhuo to ’seek secret manuals’, giving up looking at beauties, naturally is understandable.

At this moment, hearing the knock on the door.

Ding Ling really had nothing else to do, and having been looked after by Shi A for the past couple of days, felt a bit guilty, so he let Shi A continue practicing swordplay.

He then strode towards the front door.

At this moment, all three of them were in the outer sect’s practice yard, not far from the front door.

Soon, Ding Ling reached the front door, creak!

The arm exerted force, pulling open the heavy door.

After opening the door.

Ding Ling saw a man over eight feet tall, full of whiskers, with eyes filled with violent greed.

He looked Ding Ling up and down for a few moments, then suddenly asked:

"Are you Ding Ling?"

"Uh..."

Ding Ling was puzzled,

"May I ask who you are?"

"So, your friend Zhao Yun is here as well?"

"..."

Ding Ling instinctively sensed trouble.

"So it is you two."

The man shouted loudly, taking a step back.

In the next instant.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Hundreds of elite archers appeared before the door, each drawing bows and aiming at Ding Ling.

The man stood behind the archers, a slight smirk on his lips, laughing:

"There is a road to heaven yet you do not take it; there is no entrance to hell yet you rush in! Very well. Ding Ling, I now give you two choices: be shot dead by me here, or obediently come with me."

"Who exactly are you?"

Ding Ling’s face turned somber, tightly gripping the Shuoyue Sword in his hand, he shouted:

"I bear no grudge against you, nor do I even know you. You intrude into private property out of the blue and mean to kill me—aren’t you going too far! This is Luoyang City! The Emperor’s realm!"

The voice thundered.

Awakening Zhao Yun and Shi A from the training ground.

Both drew their swords, rushing over, seeing Ding Ling’s back towards them, using his right hand to make several gestures behind him.

Zhao Yun comprehended, immediately turning to grab weapons.

Shi A quickly rushed towards Ding Ling, sword in hand.

"Hahaha..."

The man laughed, seemingly disdainful, mocking, and dismissive: