Although the sea turtle was unable to speak, it seemed to have retained a faint spiritual connection which enabled it to sense Shen Luo’s simple emotional fluctuations.

“What if I call you ‘Little Sea’ if you don’t have a name?” Shen Luo, mildly curious, went forward, patted its shell and said.

Upon hearing his words, the big sea turtle paused for a moment, then continued to crawl towards the shore.

“You don’t like it? How about calling you ‘Little Gui’?” Shen Luo followed and asked again.

Upon hearing the name ‘Little Gui’, Shen Luo could distinctly feel the fluctuations in the sea turtle’s emotions, showing a form of satisfaction.

“Do you display any abilities?” asked Shen Luo.

Upon hearing this, the turtle stopped crawling. It twisted its head to look at Shen Luo, then turned its head back and stared ahead at a stone not far away. Suddenly, it opened its mouth and spouted something.

Shen Luo’s sight dimmed for only a moment before a white light suddenly shot out from the turtle’s mouth.

In the next moment, a sharp “clang” rang out from the stone.

Shen Luo rushed over and found that the stone several yards away was punctured, revealing a thumb-sized hole.

“What was that? How did you do it?” Shen Luo asked, surprised and delighted.

No sooner had he spoken than another white light shot from the turtle’s mouth and struck the stone.

Immediately, another identical round hole appeared next to the original one.

This time, Shen Luo saw clearly that what Little Gui had spat out was an approximately one-foot-long transparent water arrow.

Shen Luo thought to himself that he could also shoot out similar water arrows using the water control technique, but he could definitely not achieve the same speed and precision. The force exerted by the sea turtle’s water arrow was comparable to his full-force blow.

“Impressive, Little Gui. Do you have any other abilities? Show me,” Shen Luo said merrily.

Upon hearing this, Little Gui retracted its head and slowly crawled towards a sunny spot ashore. There, it lay still, basking in the sun.

After threatening and coaxing Little Gui for a while, Shen Luo realized that it seemed to only have the ability to shoot water arrows, and that it didn’t have any other talents.

After basking in the sun for a while with Little Gui, he summoned a water hole through the Art of Spirit Communication and sent it back.

According to the Nameless Law Formula, his shallow mana is perfectly adequate for communicating with this sea turtle. To contract more powerful Aquatic Clan demons, he should not attempt to take the risk, otherwise backlash may occur.

In the following days, Shen Luo continued his cultivation routine at the Back Mountain Shallow Pond.

With the added benefit of his dream experiences, he found his progress with the second level technique to be even faster than he’d anticipated. However, it would still take quite some time to achieve Perfection.

Today, he finished his cultivation early and returned from the back mountain. Instead of returning to Qingchipo, he went straight to Master Luo’s courtyard.

Upon arriving at the courtyard’s entrance, he saw Master Luo with his eyes slightly closed, standing in a horse stance in the middle of the courtyard. Master Luo kept this position, seemingly engaged in a certain form of standing meditation.

As he stood outside the door, hesitating whether to make a noise, Master Luo opened his eyes, glanced at him, and asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Master Luo, there’s something your disciple wants to ask,” said Shen Luo, bowing hurriedly as he spoke.

“Come in and talk,” said Master Luo. He ceased his standing meditation, turned back with his hands behind his back and walked into the house.

Shen Luo stepped across the courtyard, following Master Luo into the hall.

“Judging from your breath, walking gait, and complexion, it seems like your training of the Small Transformation Yang Skill has made significant strides. Have you already mastered it and now want to learn the Pure Yang Sword Technique from me? I told you before that the main authority on this matter lies with the pavilion master. Don’t get your hopes too high,” said Master Luo, sitting down in the chair in the hall. ŕἈℕô₿ËŠ

“Master Luo, there seems to be a misunderstanding. The mastery of my Small Transformation Yang Skill is still somewhere in the future. This time I am not here for that. I just want to learn one of our pavilion’s defensive martial arts skills,” explained Shen Luo, waving his hand hastily.

Following his fight with the demon fox in the dream world, he felt deeply that not having learned real defensive martial arts left him short of adequate means to handle many dangerous situations.

Right now, his Nameless Cultivation Technique was still in its early stages and consequently limited in its power. Drawing talismans on the spot was too time-consuming. If he could acquire a martial arts technique, he wouldn’t feel so flustered while facing creatures like the zombie rat monster.

“Martial arts techniques?” Master Luo, eyebrows raised in surprise, inquired.

“Correct. I request Master Luo to offer the incantation for practicing ‘Qingyang Hand’,” Shen Luo said, bowing deeply.

“You’d like to learn Qingyang Hand? That’s not impossible. This technique isn’t particularly demanding. As long as those who practice it possess Yang Gang Qi in their bodies, they can practice it,” Master Luo said, pondering for a moment.

Seeing Master Luo’s consent, Shen Luo quickly spoke, revealing a smile.

“My physical strength has been recovering quite well. Grateful for Master Luo’s and the pavilion’s care, I’ve sent a letter home. My father will soon present a small gift to the pavilion, I hope Master Luo will accept it,” he said.

Upon hearing this, Master Luo stroked his moustache, revealing an amused smile on his face. He stood up and walked into the inner hall.

Soon, he returned with a thin blue book in his hand.

“Qingyang Hand isn’t difficult to practice, but be careful. If you don’t understand a part, you can ask Senior Brother Tian. He has been practicing for many years and has gained some experience,” uttered Master Luo, passing the book to Shen Luo.

“Thank you, Master Luo. I’ll bear that in mind,” Shen Luo quickly replied, taking the book with both hands and thanking him pretentiously.

“One more thing you should be aware of: Although Qingyang Hand can maximise the power of Yang Gang Qi, it also consumes a not-so-small amount of it. Use it wisely,” Master Luo reminded.

“Master Luo, have no worry. I’ll behave within my capability,” Shen Luo answered respectfully.

“Actually, I’ve always valued your diligence. Otherwise, I would not have said so much to you today. It’s a pity you lack innate qualities,” said Master Luo, looking at Shen Luo and nodding.

“Thank you, Master Luo. I deeply appreciate your kindness. There is something I want to verify with you,” Shen Luo replied. Judging by Master Luo’s manner, he saw that he was not about to dismiss him, so he went on.

“Go ahead,” Master Luo said as he sat back down.

“Master Luo, are there really such things as great cultivation prodigies in this world who can make extremely swift progress?” asked Shen Luo.

“Naturally there are extraordinarily talented individuals who cultivate at an astonishing pace. However, such people are very rare; you may well go hundreds of years without encountering one. They are either the reincarnations of educated elders who chose to start over, or they possess what legends refer to as a ‘Dao Body’,” explained Master Luo, though he seemed a bit surprised.

“Dao Body, is there really such a thing in this world?” Shen Luo asked in amazement.

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