The beautiful girl clutched the wooden sword, her voice full of grievance, "Mom and Dad, it's true, my brother Bai Ze has already entered the initial stage of Qi Refinement. With a single palm strike, he can reduce a statue to dust! When the time comes..."
Liao's father spoke with disappointment, "I'm asking you, can you fly to the skies sitting on this wooden sword of yours? I'd really like to see how you manage to fly. What are you, the Monkey King ascending to heaven?"
Liao Sisi held the wooden sword tremblingly; she looked to her Master Qingxuan for help with a pleading gaze.
Qingxuan awkwardly stroked his white goat's beard and coughed before saying, "Actually, theoretically speaking, after the revival of Spiritual Energy, it's possible to cultivate to the Cultivation Base necessary for Sword Flight, and moreover..."
