Moreover, now he is the most authentic version of himself.
Dispelling the Celestial Might.
That's true strength!
To indulge in false prosperity is wrong, as it's merely external power, not true strength that one possesses.
Ding Ling sees this very clearly.
He no longer dwells on it.
Instead, he races to the old Lin family residence, looking around, with no one in sight, he operates the Ascending Skill, easily leaps, soaring several meters high, activating the Five Animals Qigong, spinning in mid-air like a bird, landing lightly like a tiger.
The entire process is silent.
Not a speck of dust is stirred.
Once Ding Ling enters the courtyard.
Avoiding an old man guarding the door.
He searches and seeks.
Finding a Buddhist temple, he cautiously pushes the door, the sound of 'creeaak' rings out, Ding Ling's brow twitches, looking towards the old man, seeing that he hasn't noticed, realizing the old man must be too old, his hearing dull.
He breathes a sigh of relief.
