"Big brother, can this really work?"
Wang Hu followed at Ye Lin's side, but the steps beneath his feet seemed to carry a distinct rhythm, looking utterly strange when linked together.
"Don't worry. This is the Heavenly Star Step. As long as you keep walking exactly as I taught you, by the time we leave the desert, you'll be a minor expert."
Ye Lin said with a smile. In an instant, he could create countless methods to strengthen the human body, and any one of them, if cast into the mortal world, would be an immortal art capable of making the entire mortal realm fight over it.
If this body had not been unable to cultivate anything, Ye Lin would already have been a martial arts expert by now.
"Alright, big brother. I'll listen to you."
Though the footwork was bizarre, and his legs gradually went numb after walking for too long, Wang Hu trusted Ye Lin. He gritted his teeth and persisted, even managing to keep pace with the camels.
The caravan members listening to their conversation behind them lit up with interest and began to imitate them.
"Once you've learned martial arts, what's the first thing you want to do?"
Looking at the boundless desert and suddenly feeling bored, Ye Lin spoke up.
"Of course, I'll go back and give Liu Dazhuang a good beating. When we were little, he relied on his strong build to bully me plenty. Once I learn martial arts, I'll definitely teach him a proper lesson when I go back."
As he spoke, Wang Hu did not forget to raise his fists and wave them a few times before him.
Ye Lin could not help but laugh. Mortals—were they really this ordinary?
Time passed quickly. When the sun vanished, night had arrived.
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