"The great army of Thief Dong slaughters the common people, decapitating them to make military rit, causing public outrage to boil over. Yet this individual, Thief Dong, still cares only for his own carefree enjoynt."
Wang Yue shook his head and sighed:
"I don’t even know how long this Royal City can hold out? Whether my Prince’s Mansion can sustain, I reckon, is also questionable."
Ding Ling initially wanted to say it was not unexpected; it was probably only a matter of ti before Dong Zhuo set Luoyang ablaze.
By then, not to ntion the Prince’s Mansion, even the Imperial Palace would be destroyed in an instant.
"Although I despise Thief Dong, his power is indeed extrely large, deeply rooted in Luoyang, with many followers; ordinary people simply cannot bring him down!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yun seed to think of sothing and couldn’t help but ask:
"Then who in the world will be the hero to ease the hardship and relieve the plight of the people?"
"I don’t know either."
Wang Yue felt ashad but soon looked at the three people including Ding Ling:
"However, you all might be the hope. Especially you, Ding Ling. If you really beco the world’s number one war general, galloping across battlefields, unmatched, perhaps it would have a positive and proactive effect on the entire world. The premise is that you don’t aid the tyranny! Don’t help Thief Dong!"
Ding Ling nodded.
Dong Zhuo’s days are numbered, known for his violent and bloodthirsty nature.
How could Ding Ling possibly assist him at this ti?
He wouldn’t even align with Yuan Shao, and he would align with Dong Zhuo?!
Especially after Wang Yue ntioned Thief Dong actually eats people.
Ding Ling couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle!
This is simply a beast! Actually eating people!
But then he thought about how Cao ngde had once committed massacres and used human flesh as military rations.
Ding Ling couldn’t help but feel a bit uncomfortable in his heart.
He was pondering whether leading Zhao Yun and the others to join Cao ngde was right or wrong.
But thinking about it now, Cao ngde seemingly hadn’t done those things, Ding Ling felt sowhat relieved.
A person must have a bottom line.
Otherwise, what right do they have to still be called human?
Dong Zhuo already has no bottom line to speak of.
One horrifying, unfathomable act after another flowed from Wang Yue’s mouth.
Ding Ling listened, tongue-tied.
This Dong Zhuo really committed every evil deed, confusing deed, outrageous deed. Yet as a man, he indeed enjoyed the ’happiness’ that no one could imagine.
However, Zhao Yun listened and was filled with rage, gritting his teeth.
"...That’s how things are."
Wang Yue narrated everything he knew about the secret affairs of Luoyang.
It was apparent.
Wang Yue hadn’t been idle during this ti.
His occasional stealth trips into the Imperial Palace were evidence!
Ding Ling thus seized the opportunity to ask:
"Is there a chance I can reclaim the Supre Skills that were divided up from the Imperial Palace? Or take them back?"
"Difficult, difficult, difficult!"
Wang Yue said the word ’difficult’ three tis:
"Although there are many secret manuals in the Imperial Palace, most of Thief Dong’s generals are crude. After dividing them, they find it difficult to learn, and so might have directly discarded or burned them. You know, human nature is selfish; what they can’t obtain, they also don’t want others to get.
Moreover.
Most of the secret manuals in the Imperial Palace are passed on orally.
The recorded parts are mostly basic martial arts; even if the true Supre Skills are docunted, most are surely fragnted pieces. Who can learn them?
So I estimate these Supre Skills are probably all destroyed now.
Unless you find the person who knows these martial arts, otherwise, I fear the Han Dynasty’s Royal Secret Skills are to be lost forever."
Ding Ling felt greatly regretful but pondered whether he should go looking at the residences of Thief Dong’s generals.
This Royal Secret Manual might contain the complete top-notch martial arts?
Even if they were fragntary pieces, it wouldn’t matter!
His library cheat could instantly max out martial arts routines from reality.
Even fragntary moves could be instantly maxed out.
How could fragntary pieces not be maxed out?
As long as he could obtain them, it would result in significant advancent!
The more Ding Ling thought, the more eager he beca.
He forgot to employ his full-level acting skill.
So Wang Yue imdiately saw through his thoughts and urgently advised:
"Stay calm, Ding Ling! The opponent has strength in numbers; even if you are a super-elite fierce general, you can’t withstand a pack of wolves. Here’s the thing."
Wang Yue thought for a mont:
"I know a place suitable for you to learn martial arts."
"Oh?"
Ding Ling was delighted, looking askance.
"..."
Wang Yue was silent, but he could see Ding Ling’s fanatic enthusiasm for martial arts, and stroked his beard, saying:
"I know a Daoist priest skilled in Inner Breathing Techniques and crafting talismans. If you find and persuade him to teach you Inner Breathing Techniques. Unity of inner and outer.
Your skill progress would surely advance by leaps and bounds."
Ding Ling asked:
"I wonder who this Daoist priest is."
"His na is Yhiuu Ji."
"Yhiuu Ji?"
Ding Ling rembered.
Yhiuu Ji, one of the representative figures of Huang-Lao Dao in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, later killed by Sunx Ce.
Now Yhiuu Ji should still be alive.
After all, Dong Zhuo is still around.
"Indeed."
Wang Yue said:
"He is currently in Yangzhou. During my middle age, I challenged masters around the world, and I t him once. Back then, he had already entered the Dao. This person is indifferent by nature, his sole hobby is cultivating Dao and crafting talismans, and he has a rather thin skin.
If soone goes to him for help.
He would use talisman water to treat them.
Over ti, countless people sought him for healing.
Finding his whereabouts isn’t difficult.
Once in the earth realm of Yangzhou, just ask a local elder, and you’ll know."
"What if he ignores ?"
Ding Ling hesitated.
"That’s why you need to persuade him."
Wang Yue felt helpless:
"In my youth and middle age, I was full of vigor, looked down on everyone, so my relationship with Yhiuu Ji isn’t good. If you ntion my na, he might ignore you even more."
"..."
Ding Ling was speechless.
It seems futile to think of learning martial arts through recomndations again.
If there were acquaintances to introduce.
That would be too convenient.
Ding Ling had witnessed the power of this thod.
From Gao Lan and Zhang Hex, to Pan Feng, Tong Yuan, and then Wang Yue.
Without soone pulling strings, Ding Ling would never have succeeded so smoothly.
"If you manage to persuade Yhiuu Ji to teach you the Inner Refining Breathing Technique and all his skills, talisman techniques. Perhaps you might even et the elusive Daoist Zuo Ci, the see-the-head-but-not-the-tail Divine Dragon."
"Zuo Ci?"
Zuo Ci, styled Yuanfang, self-titled Mr. Wujiao, a famous alchemist of the late Eastern Han Dynasty!
Skilled in Alchemy Skill, fluent in the Five Classics, understanding of star astrology, proficient in the Six Jia...
Ding Ling’s mind quickly flashed with information about Zuo Ci.
Compared to Yhiuu Ji.
Zuo Ci’s mythical tales were even more abundant!
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him an Earth Immortal!
To think there indeed is such a divine being in this world.
"Correct."
Wang Yue said with so admiration:
"Compared to the External Refining Breathing Technique of martial arts, the Inner Refining Breathing Technique of Divine Dao is also extrely marvelous! And Zuo Ci is rumored to have reached a god-like understanding with his Inner Refining Breathing Technique, truly unfathomable.
Although in martial arts competition.
I consider myself superior to Zuo Ci.
But in the mysterious, unpredictable Daoist Technique, he surpasses greatly.
Only to say Inner Refining Breathing Technique, External Refining Breathing Technique, each has its miraculous aspects.
If you could truly master Zuo Ci’s Inner Refining Breathing Technique.
Unity of inner and outer.
Invincible under heaven is definitely not an illusion!"
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