Two cultivators walked ahead.
Xu Yuan followed behind them. After a moment's thought, he struck up a conversation:
"Fellow Daoists, do either of you have a flying Dao Art? I'll pay Merit for a copy."
They turned to look at him.
One of them said:
"Huh? Na Muluo, you're already at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, and you still haven't learned a flying art?"
"I spent too long out in the wild and never came back. I kept putting it off," Xu Yuan explained with a smile.
"I do have a copy. Twenty Merit," the other said.
Twenty Merit was a fair price.
Such arts usually sold for thirty to fifty Merit.
Xu Yuan was surprised. From Na Muluo's memories, whenever someone urgently needed a cultivation art, sellers usually sent the price soaring. "Deal! Thank you for selling it to me so cheaply."
Xu Yuan spoke with genuine gratitude.
"No need to thank me. You're the Ritual Officer now, in charge of all kinds of sacrifices. We'll be counting on you to look after us later," the man said with a smile. So that was it.
Xu Yuan exchanged Merit for the Jade Slip.
After that,
Xu Yuan read the Jade Slip as he walked.
The flying art was actually quite simple. It just required the Spiritual Power of someone at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage to use it.
Xu Yuan soon finished reading, formed a quick hand seal, and leaped into Emptiness.
Wind roared past his ears.
His body felt as light as a bird.
One bound carried him dozens of miles; one leap could take him into the Azure Heights. As long as he controlled the Spell Seal, he could fly wherever he wished!
...So this was how good it felt to be Superman.
But Xu Yuan soon