In the blink of an eye, Xu Qing had already carried Yue Nu onto this small boat capable of traversing the desert.
Yue Nu had witnessed the Qinggong of the Joyous King.
She used to think that the Joyous King's Qinggong was unparalleled under the heavens.
Until now, she had seen Xu Qing's Qinggong.
Although the Golden Swan Skill of the Quanzhen Sect was quite renowned, it had never been considered top-tier Qinggong in the Worldly Society. Yet, after Xu Qing's demonstration, Yue Nu believed that there was no other Qinggong in the world that could compare to the Golden Swan Skill.
Like stepping on clouds, riding the wind with ease.
This was the best description of the Golden Swan Skill as performed by Xu Qing today.
The people on the boat clapped their hands in amazement and admiration.
There were not many people on the boat.
Earlier, it was a Novice Monk who had been injured by Xu Qing's Flying Needle.
