He had sought Han Li for his formation expertise; whether a companion named Qu Hun or Tang San came along made no difference....he had his own plans for the ancient tomb.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Jin Qing and Han Li activated their escape techniques and shot into the sky toward the ancient cultivator's cave.
But moments later, they circled back.
They had noticed Tang San wasn't following.
"Brother Tang," Han Li called down curiously from mid-air, "do you have other business here?"
Tang San's face flushed crimson, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked.
After a long, humiliating silence, he finally forced the words out through gritted teeth
"I... I can't fly..."
"Brother Han, why can't your friend even fly using an object?"
Jin Qing asked with a puzzled expression as he looked at Han Li.
Object flight was the most basic spell in the cultivation world.
Even low-level Qi Refining cultivators could manage it with ease.
Yet Han Li's friend seemed completely incapable of using it.
"This…"
Han Li was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure how to explain the situation.
Hadn't Tang San claimed to be extremely powerful in the chat group?
Then how could he fail at something as simple as object flight?
Could it be that he wasn't concealing his cultivation at all, and that his true level was no higher than a low-tier Qi Refining cultivator?
Noticing the strange looks from Han Li and Jin Qing, Tang San felt an overwhelming urge to burrow straight into the ground.
This was far too humiliating.
Why could everyone in this world fly?
Was flight really such a common thing here?
Wait....
Suddenly, a realization flashed through Tang San's mind.
His thoughts raced, and he quickly turned to Han Li, explaining, "Han Li, the cultivation systems of different worlds are not the same. In our world, flying techniques are not encouraged.
Once cultivators learn to fly, they become overly reliant on it and neglect tempering their physical bodies.
Without a strong body, how can one truly grow stronger?"
As he spoke, Tang San picked up a stone from the ground and activated his Xuan Yu Hand, crushing it into powder to demonstrate his physical strength.
Han Li: ???
Jin Qing: ???
"Brother Han," Jin Qing said after a pause, his expression turning strange, "your friend is… quite interesting.
But what exactly was he trying to say just now? Did you understand him?"
Jin Qing naturally understood Tang San's explanation.
The other party was clearly emphasizing that he was a body cultivator.
However, body cultivation and flying with controlled objects had no direct connection whatsoever.
And besides....
What was the point of crushing a stone with bare hands?
Wasn't that something even ordinary martial artists could do?
"But isn't this something even common martial artists are capable of?" Han Li muttered softly, thinking it over.
"Brother Jin, you may not know this, but my friend follows a different cultivation path.
That's why he's not adept at flight."
Although Han Li himself didn't fully understand Tang San's rock-crushing display, he still took his words seriously.
After all, cultivation systems varied greatly from world to world.
Perhaps in Tang San's world, object flight and escape techniques simply weren't emphasized, which explained his lack of proficiency.
With that thought, Han Li said nothing more. He raised his hand and decisively summoned the Divine Wind Boat, which swept Tang San up and sped away from the area.
"So fast…"
As violent winds howled past him, Tang San's face twisted in discomfort.
He hurriedly circulated his soul power to protect his body, finally feeling a little better.
What he didn't realize was that Han Li's Divine Wind Boat was already considered a top-tier flying magic treasure.
Not only was it incredibly fast, but it was also inscribed with wind-blocking formations that negated most air resistance.
Otherwise, at such speed, Tang San would have been blown apart long ago.
Shortly after Han Li and the others departed
Two streaks of light suddenly descended from another direction, landing silently in the courtyard.
Within them stood an ordinary-looking man and a burly black-clad figure wearing a bamboo hat.
They were Han Li himself—and his avatar, Qu Hun.
"Brother Jin," Han Li said calmly, "the shadow clone that left earlier was created using most of my spiritual power.
It carries many of my formation flags, magical artifacts, and a third of my Gold-Eating Insects and puppets."
"As for Tang San, although I can't determine his true cultivation level, he calls himself a Venerable and claims to be the chosen one of another world.
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