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Qiao Ranran: What??

Pei Ling had changed the subject so abruptly that Qiao Ranran almost failed to keep up. But she understood a moment later. In all the time since reaching Foundation Establishment, she had studied Medicine Cultivator Spell Arts and refined Elixirs, but done no other training she could use in a fight. Naturally, she had never practiced Sword Flight.

Xi Lingge, her master, had not thought of it, and Qiao Ranran had assumed she already knew how. It had never occurred to her that she would have to learn it all over again.

Qiao Ranran had known Sword Flight in her previous life. She simply felt that standing on a cold sword did not suit her. After all, Sword Flight was just a way of channeling energy into an object and using it to fly. In theory, anything would do, but ordinary objects could not withstand a Cultivator's Spiritual Power. Spirit Swords were both common and easy for Cultivators to attune to, so flying on swords had become the usual method.

In her previous life, Qiao Ranran had refined a leaf from a common Spirit Plant. Normally, it looked much like an ordinary blade of grass, but once infused with Spiritual Power, it grew to the size of a small boat and carried her wherever she pleased. It was much slower than flying on a sword, but remarkably steady and comfortable to sit on.

Now, Qiao Ranran touched her hair at the temple. She did not have that leaf.

"Junior Brother Pei, aren't we in a hurry?" Learning Sword Flight only now seemed rather rushed. "And I don't have a suitable Spirit Sword."

"I do." Pei Ling calmly took out a Spirit Sword he had prepared long ago and held it out to Qiao Ranran.

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