Ling Zhenfei gazed at Liu Bingying, noticing that her laughter grew even more joyous and her eyes brimmed with happiness. Ling Zhenfei's heart couldn't help but soften as if he were melting under Liu Bingying's influence; she indeed possessed such magic, her tenderness capable of melting anyone's heart.

"Alright, we're going to be late, Xiao Ke is going to be late," Ling Zhenfei reminded Xiao Ke at his side.

Xiao Ke looked at Ling Zhenfei somewhat displeased, "Uncle, will you come to my house and play with me tonight?"

Ling Zhenfei smiled and replied, "Yes, your uncle will come over tonight to play with you."

Xiao Ke smiled happily, "That's really great, Uncle's the best."

Xiao Ke kissed Ling Zhenfei on the cheek and then happily hopped away, looking back every three steps as she ran into the school gate, leaving Ling Zhenfei and Liu Bingying outside.

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback, not knowing what Liu Bingying meant, but then heard her say softly, "Don't do this, you're a celebrity now, be careful, lest you get caught by someone and it affects you negatively."

Liu Bingying unexpectedly considered everything so thoroughly for Ling Zhenfei, who dominantly said, "I just like to hug my sister, I'm not afraid of any influence."

The two embraced, and Liu Bingying, moved by Ling Zhenfei's words, shed tears before they finally separated.

"You're not leaving this time, right? Do you know how scared I was those days, reading your news online? I was afraid it would affect you and didn't dare to call you," Liu Bingying said, still somewhat worried.

"Don't worry, look at me, I'm alright, aren't I? And everything has been dealt with. They say that one will have greater blessings after surviving a great disaster. I feel like my blessing is having my sister with me," Ling Zhenfei was truly happy to see Liu Bingying's concern.

Liu Bingying looked at the time and said, "You must be tired. Why don't you go home and rest first? I'm heading to work, and tonight..."

"What are we going to do tonight?" Before Liu Bingying could finish, Ling Zhenfei, wearing a mischievous smile, interrupted.

Liu Bingying's face turned red in an instant, obviously knowing what Ling Zhenfei wanted, and with a shy face she replied, "You naughty boy, I meant that we should have a nice dinner tonight and have a good talk."

"And after we talk?" Ling Zhenfei continued to ask with a bad smile.

"Oh, I'm not talking to you anymore, you naughty boy," Liu Bingying's face blushed, like a little girl's.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, Sister. You should go to work, and I'll go back to rest."

After chatting for a while and seeing that she was indeed running late, Liu Bingying quickly said goodbye to Ling Zhenfei and ran off towards her car in the distance.

Watching Liu Bingying's retreating figure, Ling Zhenfei felt extremely happy; this must be what life is all about.

Back at Liu Bingying's house, lying on her bed, Ling Zhenfei felt especially at ease and soon fell asleep.

After sleeping into the afternoon, Ling Zhenfei got up, made himself something to eat, and felt much better. Even the place where he had been struck by Snake Head had improved greatly; under the influence of spiritual power, the healing was indeed very swift.

With nothing pressing to do, Ling Zhenfei remembered the items he kept within his Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow. Among them, a particular piece of yellow cloth came to mind. He had acquired one piece at the antique market and another during a fierce battle with assassins in the Provincial City. This yellow cloth was extremely peculiar, and its purpose had been unclear to him then.

Now that he had both pieces, it was time to join them and see what would happen. He had a feeling that the function of this yellow cloth was not simple.

Ling Zhenfei laid the two pieces of yellow cloth out on the dining table, then meticulously joined them together.

Strangely enough, as soon as the two pieces of cloth touched each other, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, so bright that Ling Zhenfei could hardly keep his eyes open. When the golden light vanished, he found that the previously separate pieces had merged into one complete cloth without any visible seam or sign that they had ever been apart. Furthermore, the esoteric scripts and patterns that were originally on them had changed, now densely filled with a plethora of characters. Upon reading them closely, Ling Zhenfei was astonished to find that it detailed an extremely sophisticated divine skill.

The name of this Divine Skill was Sky Piercing Finger. The name was peculiar, and Zhenfei could tell that this was just one move within some larger divine skill, but this solitary move was powerful enough by itself.

Presently, Ling Zhenfei's realm was at the Zhiyi Boundary, but this was merely a classification of cultivation techniques. In past battles against masters, he had relied on his more profound spiritual power and faster movements, lacking exquisite and powerful techniques.

The martial arts that Ling Zhenfei had learned were the most basic, with conventional moves that had neither great power nor sophistication.

Take Hu Tou and Snake Head, for example—both of their strengths were at the peak of Mingmu Great Perfection, and they possessed clever techniques. If it weren't for Ling Zhenfei's ability to perceive the variations in techniques within the Zhiyi state, and his superior speed and spiritual power, it would have been very difficult to defeat them.

Even with that said, Hu Tou had a special sound wave attack, and Snake Head was even more formidable. His martial art could instantly increase his speed, and his lightning-fast strike was hard to guard against.

When Ling Zhenfei saw the Sky Piercing Finger technique described on the yellow cloth, he was ecstatic. For one thing, the technique was immensely powerful; the description claimed that, with enough spiritual power, one could even puncture a hole in the heavens. He wondered if that was actually true or just an exaggeration.

Secondly, by mastering this technique, he would have a life-saving move. If he were to encounter danger in the future, he could use the Sky Piercing Finger to protect himself.

Thinking this, Ling Zhenfei eagerly began to concentrate and study the method of learning the technique. When he finally understood it, he realized he didn't need to spend effort learning it traditionally. He followed the instructions, bit his finger to draw blood imbued with spiritual energy, and let a drop fall onto the cloth.

As the blood touched the cloth, a bright light burst forth, then instantly surged into Ling Zhenfei's forehead.

His mind went blank in an instant, and then he felt an intricate set of techniques begin to churn through his thoughts repeatedly. After a considerable length of time, once he was thoroughly familiar with the move, it disappeared, integrating seamlessly with Ling Zhenfei's consciousness.

Ling Zhenfei took a deep breath, feeling much more at ease. Although it was just a single move, the yellow cloth was indeed extraordinary. As the technique became a part of him, the spiritual energy within his body increased substantially.

He even felt his realm might have almost reached the Zhiyi Third Layer, just a fraction away. With attentive cultivation over the next few days, he could reach the Zhiyi Third Layer.

Ling Zhenfei was eager to test the true power of his Sky Piercing Finger, but the room was too small for such a demonstration. From the execution of the move, he knew the consumption of spiritual power was tremendous. It seemed this technique was not to be used casually, but reserved as a means of survival.

As Ling Zhenfei pondered this, he suddenly received a call from Qiu Qian. Her voice was very downcast, even heartbroken, which took Ling Zhenfei by surprise, as he had no idea what had happened.

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