And now.

Pure Yang True Water and Innate True Qi do not interfere with each other, but Ding Ling cannot simultaneously operate both true powers, so he can only use one type of True Qi at a time.

This does not greatly affect Ding Ling.

Because he knows that top divine skills like the Innate Skill are rare in this world.

As long as he collects enough Inner Power Heart Methods.

The quantity of True Water will continue to increase, and his progress can still be rapid.

After reading the Innate Skill.

Ding Ling continued to browse other secret manuals.

These secret manuals also contained several superior Sword Techniques and Palm Techniques.

Ultimately, they increased Ding Ling’s four-dimensional attributes as follows:

[Strength +0.6]

[Agility +0.8]

[Constitution +0.6]

The increase in agility was somewhat greater.

Because these Sword Techniques and Palm Techniques significantly boost attack speed.

Ding Ling glanced at the character panel:

[Root Bone 2 (ordinary people count as 1 point), Wisdom 3, Strength 41.3, Agility 41.7, Constitution 41.3, Defense 40, Charm 11.7.]

Strength, agility, and other attributes have increased quite a bit.

As of now.

Operating the Breathing Technique to activate martial arts, paired with over four thousand pounds of strength, high agility, and high endurance.

To say Ding Ling is a destructive force on the battlefield is not an exaggeration.

However, Ding Ling remains quite calm about it.

After all, he has experienced too much carnage and has long been accustomed to sweeping through everything on the battlefield.

"I wonder if my current martial arts cultivation, combined with the Breathing Technique and other skills, can effortlessly crush Huang Laoxie and Guo Jing."

Ding Ling is unsure in his heart.

But he feels that surpassing Guo Jing should not be difficult.

"Once my strength cultivation reaches the pinnacle of this world and there’s no further progress, and after completing the glory task of the Path of the War God, I’ll leave this world."

Ding Ling thinks like this.

He continues to browse some Inner Power Heart Methods and Sword and Palm Techniques.

Since most of them are second-rate and third-rate Inner Powers and Palm Techniques.

They did not bring Ding Ling any increase in attribute points.

They only deepened his foundation considerably.

Ding Ling can clearly perceive that after reading the dozens of second-rate and third-rate secret manuals, his control over the fused Vigorous Qi has improved greatly.

Previously, due to over-cultivating a Medical Saint Breathing Technique and the enhancement of his physical quality, the power of the fused Vigorous Qi surged.

He was almost unable to control it at one point.

But with the improvement of his foundation now.

Ding Ling has become much more adept at controlling this Vigorous Qi.

Hoo!

Ding Ling took a long breath and, with a wave of his hand, stored all the secret manuals into his storage pouch.

This time’s gain from the Quanzhen Sect allowed him to advance further.

It became much clearer to him how to navigate the path in this world.

He only needs to continuously collect secret manuals.

"Once Yang Guo returns, we’ll go find that secret chamber. I remember it should be the place where the coffins are placed. And as far as this ancient tomb goes, there seems to be only that one place where coffins are kept."

Ding Ling thinks like this.

He then begins to slowly adjust his breathing.

Carrying the Drumming Golden Hammer proved inconvenient, so he put it into his storage pouch.

With the inclusion of this hammer, the interior of the storage pouch instantly felt ’cramped.’

Ding Ling ponders secretly:

"Once I have enough Achievement Medals, I must buy a larger storage pouch!"

So it is necessary to earn more Achievement Medals.

That way, he won’t be unable to afford any treasures he comes across in the future.

As for how much time has passed, who knows.

Tap, tap!

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

The person hasn’t arrived yet.

But Yang Guo’s voice comes first:

"Ding Ling, Gugu..."

Ding Ling looks in the direction of the voice and sees that it is indeed Yang Guo who has returned carrying several bags.

He has a bundle of firewood under his arm, clearly well-prepared this time.

He walks into the room, glances around, first greets Ding Ling, and then asks:

"Where is my Gugu?"

"She left after you did."

Ding Ling replies calmly.

"..."

Yang Guo smiles somewhat awkwardly:

"My Gugu is very kind and gentle, but she rarely interacts or communicates with outsiders, so she doesn’t know much about the ways of the world. Ding Ling, I hope you can bear with her."

"It’s no hardship at all."

Ding Ling smiles slightly:

"Alright, go cook then."

"Alright."

Yang Guo rubs his hands together and laughs:

"My cooking skills are pretty impressive. My Gugu usually only eats honey and the food I cook. She says it’s delicious! I guarantee Ding Ling, you’ll definitely find your appetite stimulated and eat several bowls of rice!"

"Really?"

Ding Ling smiles without commenting.

"Of course. Just watch."

At seventeen years of age, Yang Guo is lively, energetic, and hospitable, viewing Ding Ling as an idol. Being watched with ’anticipation’ by his idol naturally filled him with enthusiasm, and with all his energy brought to bear, he performed the actions of chopping and deep-frying with the ease of flowing water.

Ding Ling nods approval silently.

Yang Guo, after all, has suffered since childhood; a poor child is early-minded, and in terms of cooking, Yang Guo’s skill level is clearly maxed out.

However, Ding Ling could not really commend his culinary arts.

After watching for a while.

Ding Ling no longer humored Yang Guo.

After Yang Guo prepared a small dish, he enthusiastically pulled out a pair of chopsticks and offered it for Ding Ling to taste.

Ding Ling tried it.

Hmm.

It does surpass ordinary home-cooked dishes by quite a bit.

No wonder the Little Dragon Girl, who stays in ancient tombs for long periods, never tires of Yang Guo’s cooking.

"How is it?"

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow proudly and said:

"I already said, if nowhere else, my cooking is very skilled."

Ding Ling smiles without speaking.

"Ding Ling. Although you surpass me by a lot in martial arts, when it comes to cooking skills, you may not necessarily beat me."

Yang Guo, after all, is a young man with a competitive spirit, full of pride, and can’t help saying :

"My culinary skills have been highly praised by Gugu!"

"Oh?"

Ding Ling slightly raises his eyebrows:

"If I defeat you in cooking, what will you do?"

"Whatever you want."

Yang Guo says without hesitation:

"It makes sense that I’m not as good as you in martial arts. But if I’m also not as good in cooking, that would be too unbelievable. You don’t look much older than me. How can I possibly be inferior to you in everything?"

"You said it."

Ding Ling stands up and directly walks to the cooking area, saying:

"When I defeat you, you can’t back out."

"One word from Yang Guo is as good as a bond!"

"Haha."

Ding Ling laughs heartily three times:

"If that’s the case, then watch me."

Whoosh! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

With a wave of his hand, Ding Ling generates a surge of Qi, launching the vegetable knife from the chopping board; he catches it with one hand. He waves his hand again, and under the surge of Qi, grabs a green pepper from mid-air.

Ding Ling then swings the knife, crack!

As the knife flashes dazzlingly fast, a quick sequence of chopping sounds is heard.

Ding Ling then begins to heat the oil...

In just a few moments.

A dish of stir-fried green pepper with meat is cooked.

Ding Ling places it in a bowl.

"You can taste it now."