"This Qi!"
Li Qiushui's pupils enlarged, her scalp tingled.
Previously, Ding Ling had already given her a sense of heart palpitations akin to facing a mountain. Now, Ding Ling's aura suddenly surged, becoming increasingly unfathomable and vast, making her instantly feel a sense of insignificance against the backdrop of the galaxy and universe.
If there had been any strength left to counterattack before.
Now there was none at all.
Ding Ling continued flipping through the secret manuals.
He read faster and faster.
One by one, the books on the shelves were finished by him.
These books encompass astronomy, geography, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, strange mechanisms, Eight Trigrams, mechanical skills, Medical Dao, miscellaneous schools, and everything you could imagine.
Ding Ling finished each book; each book reached full level.
The mysterious aura around him grew thicker.
His foundation grew deeper.
