Ding Ling felt that before his physical condition met the standard,
he would absolutely not consider practicing the Exorcism Sword Manual.
However, unexpectedly obtaining the Pure Yang True Skill this time,
was something worth celebrating for Ding Ling.
He didn't ask Xiaang Wentian where the Pure Yang True Skill came from. Needless to say, the means must not be clean. Asking would only expose the scars of others.
Ding Ling wouldn't do such a foolish thing.
After finishing his practice, he stood tall, letting out a long roar, his voice piercing through the heavens.
"Hahaha..."
Xiaang Wentian, seeing this, felt invigorated and burst into laughter:
"Congratulations Brother Ding, congratulations indeed, the Divine Skill has reached Great Success, the future is promising!"
He started calling him Brother Ding.
This showed how highly Xiaang Wentian recognized Ding Ling at that moment.
Indeed, that was the case.
A short while ago,
Ding Ling heard a notification sound.
