There were no Demonic Beasts, either.
It was a genuine Wuxia World, and a Low Martial one at that.
Xiao Long did not know whether he was familiar with this world.
Just then, a small boat rowed over from the shore.
The person rowing it was dressed in rags and looked like a little beggar.
She was only sixteen or seventeen years old.
She looked very unhappy.
That was right—this person was a woman!
"Miss, may I ask where this place is?"
Xiao Long stepped forward, walking across the waves until he reached her, then asked.
Upon seeing Xiao Long and Yao Xueling, the little girl's mouth fell wide open.
"Your qinggong is so good! Can you teach me?"
The little beggar directly ignored Xiao Long's question and asked him instead.
In her eyes, Xiao Long's qinggong was truly unmatched.
He could actually walk across the sea as though it were flat ground.
No one in the entire Martial World could rival such qinggong!
If she could learn even a move or two, perhaps she could get even with those people from before!
"That can be arranged, but first, you have to tell me where this is."
After thinking it over, Xiao Long agreed.
After all, passing on some skills was ridiculously easy for the current Xiao Long.
He only needed to give her a slightly better movement technique.
The martial arts of a Low Martial world were of very low grade.
Take the Dou Qi Continent, for example.
The most basic Yellow-rank martial arts of the Douluo Continent might be considered high-level martial arts in a Low Martial world.
As for Mystic-rank martial arts, even the lowest-grade low-level Mystic-rank techniques, in a Low Martial world—
would be peerless divine techniques passed down for centuries!
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