Ruo Lan was drenched from head to toe. When she glanced to the side, she saw Ding Ling's sleeves fluttering as he strode across the water, carefree and dashing, resembling a god of the waters. He was dazzling beyond words!
She was slightly stunned. Her face flushed faintly, and she was deeply shaken as well. Unable to hold back, she asked:
"You can actually travel across the water without being hindered? What kind of spell is this?!"
As she spoke.
She seemed to have forgotten that she was underwater.
Bubbles escaped from her mouth and nose, and she choked on a mouthful of lake water.
Ruo Lan's face flushed crimson from choking, and she hurried forward at an even faster pace.
Although her cultivation was profound and she was only one step away from ascending through the immortal gate,
her core cultivation method was the Medical Classic, while her protective art was swordsmanship!
Aside from that,
when it came to other arts, she could be said to have mastered eight of the nine orifices, with the last one completely blocked!
Therefore,
when traveling underwater,
she was, to a certain extent, even inferior to some martial experts who had learned Breath Control Skill.
But when it came to Primordial Spirit Creation, the killing arts of swordsmanship, saving lives with the Medical Classic, and so on, even the greatest martial experts could not compare.
Splash!
Ding Ling strode across the water at astonishing speed. Ruo Lan had only just stepped into a cave entrance
when he followed close behind and landed beside her.
Ruo Lan was dripping wet. Compared with Ding Ling's dry and refreshed appearance, the difference was obvious.
She circulated her magic power and evaporated the water on her body. Before long, she had once again returned to her spirited