Xiao Hua was questioning Fan Yueguan when the skiff beneath his feet was suddenly tossed up by enormous waves rising from the lake. It was hurled high into the air, while Xiao Hua himself was flung straight toward the light barrier opposite him. At the same time, Fan Yueguan came hurtling toward him from the other side. The two were bound to collide in midair!
For an ordinary cultivator, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator, let alone someone at the Qi Cultivation second layer, if such a situation arose without warning while they were unable to use spiritual power, they would likely be left flustered and scrambling, barely managing to circulate their spiritual power and cast some spell formula. Even if they could protect themselves, Fan Yueguan would probably be beyond saving!
Xiao Hua, however, was different. In that frantic moment, he had no time to take out a flight talisman from his storage bag, nor did he possess any spell formula that could let him float through the air. Though he was somewhat anxious, his hands and feet were not slow in the slightest, moving even faster than his thoughts. No one knew what movements Xiao Hua made, but his entire body immediately regained its balance. As Fan Yueguan was about to crash into him, Xiao Hua merely raised a hand and caught him by the neck. With just a light application of strength, he stopped Fan Yueguan's sideways momentum. Then, as Xiao Hua drifted lightly down, Fan Yueguan, pale-faced, also landed steadily atop the skiff floating in midair!
Xiao Hua's string of movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water, seemingly untouched by the dust of the mortal world, as though he had used some spell formula driven by spiritual power!
The moment his feet touched the skiff, Fan