Shi Ling suddenly felt that what he said made sense, but she didn't have a private jet.

Although the Jing family has it, she can't just call Grandpa Jing and yell "Grandpa, the monster is trying to catch me" when she meets the Ghost King Sang Fu, and then ask the Jing family to send a private plane to pick her up, right?

By that time the daylilies will be cold.

Luo Yuan had previously been so engrossed in her studies that she hadn't interacted much with her fellow Taoists. Now she regretted it. If she had known earlier, she would have taken Shi Ling to the funeral home to learn sword control from Fu Yan. Sword control, something that violated the laws of physics, went against her scientific beliefs, so she wouldn't learn it anyway.

"I'm not good at wielding a sword, but I'm good at taming beasts. Sister Shi Ling, do you want to learn from me how to subdue this ferocious beast?" Mei Nanluo said, pointing at the silver tabby cat she had just adopted.

Shi Ling shook his head: "It's okay, I can beat it. I just want to learn how to fly a sword so I can run faster."

"Then I'll teach you the mantra first." Mei Nanluo found the electronic version of the sword-controlling mantra on his phone and sent it to Shi Ling. "Once you've learned the mantra, ask Junior Sister Luo Yuan to find someone who knows how to control a sword to teach you. Oh, and you have to prepare a sword too. You can't just take a cat scratching board and fly into the sky, right?"

Mei Nanluo was about to teach Shi Ling the formula when he turned around and saw the seat next to him was empty. He looked across at Luo Yuan in confusion: "Hey, where is she?"

Luo Yuan pointed to the ceiling with a complicated expression.

Mei Nanluo looked up and was completely stunned.

Wow, Shi Ling actually flew into the sky by stepping on a cat scratching board from his pet hospital!

Moreover, she flew around the room on the cat scratching board more smoothly than he did on a skateboard.

Mei Nanluo remembered that he had just sent the sword control technique formula to Shi Ling...

"Junior Sister Luo Yuan, has she really never learned to fly a sword?" Mei Nanluo expressed his doubt. If he didn't know that Junior Sister Luo Yuan was even weaker than him, he would have suspected that Junior Sister Luo Yuan was deliberately looking for a genius to humiliate him.

Luo Yuan nodded.

Although she had several experiences and guessed that Shi Ling was talented in metaphysics and should be able to learn things quickly, she never expected that Shi Ling could learn it by stepping on the cat scratching board and fly into the sky without any instruction after just looking at the electronic version of the sword-controlling technique.

Moreover, looking at Shi Ling's skillful sword-wielding, it didn't seem like he had just learned it, but rather like he had awakened a skill he already had.

Luo Yuan felt that Shi Ling was truly a treasure, and that endless surprises would be waiting for her if she dug deeper.

"Hey, Shi Ling, where are you going?"

"I'm going out for a walk."

“But this is the third floor!”

Although Luo Yuan knew that Shi Ling had a talent for metaphysics, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw Shi Ling flying out of the window on the cat scratching board as soon as he learned to fly a sword.

Shi Ling hovered by the window and turned back to say to her, "It's okay!"

However, as soon as she flew out, she stumbled.

The cat scratching board fell into the room, and Shi Ling fell headfirst out of the window.

Luo Yuan:!!!

Mei Nanluo:!!!

The two of them flew to the window. Mei Nanluo's hands were shaking so much that he wanted to call for emergency medical help. Suddenly, he saw Shi Ling making a circle and flying back.

Luo Yuan's voice was so sharp and inflected from nervousness and worry, "Shi Ling, you scared me to death!"

She clenched her fist and hit Shi Ling on the head in annoyance.

Shi Ling leaned his hands against the window and smiled sheepishly, "I just tripped over it by accident. It's okay now. I think I can fly without a sword."

Luo Yuan snorted coldly and pulled her back, "Don't hang here, come in quickly."

Shi Ling was dragged back by Luo Yuan and Mei Nanluo, holding her hands.