"Ah!"
Ding Ling had just landed and had not even had time to survey the situation in this Earth Realm when he felt as though someone had crashed into him. Then he heard a cry of pain, and a tiny figure was sent flying backward.
Ding Ling focused his eyes.
The owner of the tiny figure was a little girl with delicate features and an exceptionally beautiful appearance.
She looked no more than six or seven years old. At this moment, her little face was scrunched up in pain, and it was deathly pale.
There was no need to doubt it.
The collision with Ding Ling had certainly left her seriously injured.
"Ah! Lin Xinxin! What happened to you?!"
What should we do? Lin Xinxin looks like she's in so much pain!
Several children ran over from nearby and surrounded the little girl, their faces filled with panic and helplessness.
"I'll go home and find an adult!"
An older child who looked rather clever glanced timidly at Ding Ling before turning and running away.
Ding Ling walked over and let his divine sense settle on the little girl. In an instant, he understood that she had suffered severe injuries. If she did not receive timely treatment, she would likely die on the spot.
In this world, apart from him, there was probably no one who could cure such serious injuries.
Ding Ling approached the girl. Wherever he passed, walls of Dao energy formed automatically, pushing the other children aside.
Amid the other children's cries of surprise, Ding Ling used a secret technique and casually pointed. A mysterious light fell from his fingertip, spiraled downward, and entered the little girl's forehead.
Before long.
The little girl stopped crying out in pain.
Her deathly pale face also gradually became rosy.
Her