"A shortcut? Is it a demonic martial art?" Wang Yuyan frowned slightly. All the quick-training martial arts she knew involved cruel practices.
Even if she learned martial arts, she only wanted to protect herself and strengthen her body. She did not want to take shortcuts through demonic methods.
Lin Lang shook his head. "Do you know about Duan Yu's martial arts? He took a shortcut, but his martial arts don't belong to the demonic path."
Duan Yanqing and Duan Zhengchun were both dead. From now on, Duan Yu would be Duan Zhengchun's son, so what did he have to worry about?
Duan Yu probably would not have time to roam the Jianghu anymore. He could only return to Dali and wait to inherit the throne.
"Young Master Duan? Big Brother Lin, do you mean that strange martial art that absorbs other people's True Qi?"
She had also heard of several similar martial arts in the Jianghu, such as the Sun Moon Holy Cult's Star-Sucking Great Skill and Tianchi Guai Xia's Absorbing Power Divine Skill from years ago. Did Big Brother Lin actually know that sort of martial art too?
Lin Lang took Wang Yuyan's hand. "Don't move. I'll guide you through the True Qi circulation route, then teach you the mental cultivation formula. This suits you very well."
In fact, this could count as Wang Yuyan's family martial art. After all, she was Wuyazi's granddaughter.
If Wuyazi knew of this in the underworld, he ought to be able to rest in peace now, right?
But with all this help he was giving Wang Yuyan, how would she thank him?
An hour later, Wang Yuyan sensed a wisp of True Qi inside her, but it was extremely weak, as though it might scatter at any moment.
Lin Lang tossed three dock