Lin Pingzhi was in high spirits.
His steps were brisk as if walking with the wind.
When had he ever encountered so many heroes of the martial arts world?
Overwheld by the accolades from these martial arts heroes, he montarily lost his bearings.
Just as a robust man of eight feet, with a broad chest and shoulders, carrying three treasure swords, approached him, a chill went through his heart, and he hurriedly said:
"I did not know that Elder Fei of the Great Songyang Hand was coming; forgive for not welcoming you from afar!"
"It’s I who ca uninvited. How could you possibly be at fault?"
Elder Fei of the Great Songyang Hand looked at Lin Pingzhi with a smile, glanced around, and said:
"Why don’t I see Ding Ling?"
"My master is in seclusion for training."
"Already so strong and still practicing martial arts every day, it truly is comndable."
Elder Fei of the Great Songyang Hand praised him, then shifted the topic, saying:
"Please pass on a ssage to Ding Ling, telling him that Fei Bin, the fourth junior brother of the Mount Songh Sect’s sect leader, has co to pay his respects. I hope to have an audience."
"This..."
Lin Pingzhi hesitated.
Fei Bin’s expression darkened:
"What is it? I personally ca to visit. Are you going to refuse?"
A powerful and imposing aura emanated from him, transforming into a surging wave, pressing down on Lin Pingzhi.
Lin Pingzhi’s breath caught, and he couldn’t help but step back two steps.
With that, he snapped out of his euphoric daze, truly realizing for the first ti that the respect and approval others had for him, and the flattering words they spoke, were all because of his master Ding Ling.
He was, after all, just a small character.
If he offended a master, others could easily manipulate him!
Thinking of this.
A chill ran through Lin Pingzhi’s heart, and he said solemnly:
"I wouldn’t dare."
"If you don’t dare, why are you still standing here in a daze?"
Fei Bin looked coldly at Lin Pingzhi.
Lin Pingzhi, feeling aggrieved, bowed to Fei Bin before turning to look for Ding Ling.
There was a certain deep-seated dissatisfaction in his heart along the way.
He had treated Fei Bin quite courteously.
Yet, Fei Bin completely disregarded him, only ever ntioning his master.
However, reminded of his own ager martial power, he felt powerless, for in the world of Jianghu, it is a survival of the fittest, where the strong are revered.
Being weak, he deserved to be looked down upon!
Having been with Ding Ling for so ti now, Lin Pingzhi’s perspective had sowhat broadened, yet the recent ups and downs had left him sowhat impatient and restless.
When he finally reached Ding Ling’s quarters, he still couldn’t calm down.
Knock knock!
He took a deep breath and then knocked on the door.
"Co in."
The familiar voice rang out.
Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi felt as if he were bathing in a spring breeze; the Great Demon God in his eyes had now beco his most admired person and the greatest pillar of support for Fuwei Escort Agency. Without Ding Ling, Fuwei Escort Agency certainly wouldn’t have been peaceful; it would have likely been destroyed long ago.
Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi’s gratitude towards Ding Ling grew stronger. Upon entering, he imdiately perford the disciple’s salute, showing utmost reverence to Ding Ling.
What kind of person was Ding Ling?
He imdiately saw that Lin Pingzhi had sothing on his mind, and casually asked a few questions.
How could Lin Pingzhi dare to hide anything? He recounted everything truthfully, without any embellishnt.
Even so.
Ding Ling’s eyebrows slightly raised, and he sneered:
"The Mount Songh Sect’s reach is too far."
"Master."
Lin Pingzhi said cautiously:
"I heard that the Mount Songh Sect’s influence is exceedingly grand, virtually the most powerful among the Five Mountains Sword Sect!
In recent years, they have stirred up a great montum in Jianghu, subduing countless Black Dao figures!
Our Fuwei Escort Agency is isolated and weak; should we provoke them, we won’t have any good outco."
Seemingly fearing Ding Ling’s misunderstanding, he quickly added:
"Of course, no matter what Master does, Fuwei Escort Agency will always stand by Master’s side; even if Master wants us to go through hell and high water, we would go without the slightest hesitation!"
He spoke seriously and earnestly.
It was clear to see.
He wasn’t lying.
In truth, this is what Lin Pingzhi always believed in his heart: without Ding Ling, Fuwei Escort Agency would have long been destroyed, their entire family exterminated. Surviving until now was all due to Ding Ling’s beneficence. How could they possibly oppose Ding Ling?
"I am content with your loyalty."
Ding Ling patted Lin Pingzhi’s shoulder, saying:
"You can go out first. Let that Fei Bin wait for an hour or two. If he’s unwilling to wait, tell him to co back at the sa ti tomorrow."
"Yes, Master."
Lin Pingzhi retreated respectfully.
Before long.
The sound of footsteps gradually grew distant.
It seed that Lin Pingzhi was going to inform Fei Bin.
Ding Ling didn’t concern himself further with these matters.
Instead, he turned to the side to continue consuming the Great dicine.
Before Lin Pingzhi ca, he had already consud a total of 39 two-hundred-year-old Great dicines.
The increase in four-dinsional attributes:
[Strength 1.4]
[Agility 1.4]
[Constitution 1.4]
[Defense 1.4]
The more he chewed and consud, the weaker the dicinal effects beca towards the end.
No need to say.
It must have developed resistance.
In this regard.
Ding Ling was no stranger to such occurrences, having experienced them in the Three Kingdoms World, and was not surprised.
"Previously, eating a total of 30 of the 200-year Great dicines increased the four dinsions by 2.4."
Now, eating 39.
Yet only reached 1.4.
Ding Ling pondered that if he continued to consu more, the increase might co to a halt.
Thus, he decided not to continue eating, but instead planned to use these Great dicines to cultivate Inner Power.
After all, the Spiritual chanism and Primordial Qi contained within the Great dicines were extrely abundant, and using the Inner Power Heart thod to absorb and refine these sources into Inner Power would be much faster than absorbing and refining from the external world.
Ding Ling glanced at the Character Panel:
Strength: [Bone structure 2 (ordinary people are 1 point), Wisdom 3, Strength 36.9, Agility 37.3, Constitution 36.9, Defense 36.5, Charm 11. Inner Power Value: 20]
The ingestion of the Great dicine, along with the growth brought by the Gale Blade Technique and so on, led to the strengths listed above.
"The 100-year Great dicine is almost useless to now; there’s no need to consu it anymore. I can use it to concoct dicine for cultivating Inner Power."
Ding Ling skipped over the 100-year Great dicines.
Directly picked up the 300-year Great dicine.
There were only 2 of the 300-year type.
Ding Ling crunched through a few mouthfuls, finishing them.
The increase in four-dinsional attributes:
[Strength 0.2]
[Agility 0.2]
[Constitution 0.2]
[Defense 0.2]
Previously, the increase in four-dinsional attributes from consuming one 200-year was 0.1.
Now, consuming one 300-year also results in a 0.1 increase.
It is clear that with the enhancent of strength, resistance also increases.
In future, the assistance from the Great dicine to him will beco weaker and weaker.
But Ding Ling didn’t mind this.
As long as he is strong enough, he will always find a way to acquire better Great dicines!
His current strength once again increased to:
[Strength 37.1, Agility 37.5, Constitution 37.1, Defense 36.7]
Reaching this level.
By using the Heaven-Flipping Palm under the amplification of the Four Great Breathing Techniques simultaneously, Ding Ling’s power was imnse, enough to easily topple a First-class Supre expert!
Upon reaching the First-class Realm, each point of improvent becos hard to co by.
Ding Ling’s continuous advancent was as easy and simple as drinking water or eating food.
Moreover, his Breathing Technique is at the Perfect Level.
The cumulative amplification effect brought by the Four Great Breathing Techniques is also extrely terrifying, further enhanced by using a High Tier Palm Technique.
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