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Within the secular martial arts world, this would be considered unparalleled light-body skill.
But to cultivators, it's quite ordinary, not comparable to sword flight after condensing evil qi and traversing hundreds of feet, let alone the sword immortals' flight, traveling through the clear skies and dark nethers.
Fortunately, it was sufficient for travel and did not consume half an hour each time to and fro.
...
At this moment.
From Lu Meizi's 'Linglu Cave', sounds resembling the wail of flutes emerged, intermittent and fleeting, soon vanishing without trace.
Shortly thereafter, Wei Feiniang emerged dressed, with displeasure on her face, thinking to herself that Lu Meizi was all show and no substance, utterly useless.
Yet Lu Meizi was flushed with satisfaction, bustling with pleasure. While adjusting his clothes, he said, "Feiniang... don't worry, being with me is certainly better than with that old undead!"
