"It's all an illusion. Don't take it seriously."
Xu Fan began modifying the array formation within the inner walls of the Minor World, accelerating Xu Gang's recovery. "Master, how long will it take for me to recover?" Xu Gang could not help asking.
"Not anytime soon. To recover to your peak condition, you will need at least a million years. Condensing a physical body will also take a Hundred Thousand Years. Don't overthink it—stay here and rest peacefully."
At that moment, the entrance to the Minor World flickered, and Xu Lingtai's family entered. "Greetings, Grandmaster." Xu Lingtai led his whole family in a bow.
"Get up. There is no need for formalities here." Xu Fan waved a hand to stop them.
"Grandmaster, when will my father recover?" Xu Lingtai asked impatiently. "What's the rush? I'll recover in a little over a million years," Xu Gang answered before anyone else could. "There's still more than a million years to go."
Xu Fan looked at Xu Lingtai, who was still in the Great Saint Realm, and said, "In over a million years, it should be about time for you to cultivate your way into the Chaos Saint Realm."
Hearing Xu Fan's words, Xu Lingtai scratched his head awkwardly. "I've disappointed you, Grandmaster. I still haven't advanced to the Chaos Saint Realm."
"No, I actually like disciples like you, who cultivate step by step and steadily raise their cultivation base. That kind of disciple has great potential."
"You can balance cultivation and family well. That is better than those who know only to bury themselves single-mindedly in cultivation." Xu Fan praised Xu Lingtai's family as he looked at them.
"Master, Lingtai is simply too lazy to cultivate normally. How could he possibly be as good as you say?" Xu Gang shot his son