Take the current Seven Revolutions Cold Toad Swallowing Spirit Skill, for instance. In another two or three generations, if a few astonishingly gifted martial arts prodigies emerged along the way, they could very likely deduce this martial art to the eighth or even ninth revolution. It was indeed constantly progressing.
Moreover, he could sense that when his father, Old Master Fang, spoke these words, he was full of confidence.
A thought stirred in Fang Zijun's mind, and he suddenly realized something. He asked,
"Father, could it be that you've also gained new insights and made breakthroughs in our family's inherited martial arts?"
Old Master Fang burst into hearty laughter, his joy and exhilaration beyond words.
"That's right. I've gained a few small insights, and I have Zheng Lie's Nine Heavens Sun Radiance Skill to thank for it. Though its fire poison subjected me to every manner of torment, I have benefited greatly from it over these past few years. At the very least, adding another glimmer of brilliance to the Fang Family's martial arts will not be a problem.
"How about this? Since you've come home, stay here and cultivate for a while longer. I'll explain the tricks I've comprehended to you, so you can strengthen yourself properly and avoid having a similar experience next time!
"The world is becoming increasingly unstable. Powerful people emerge one after another, and no one knows when someone capable of sweeping through our Fang Family might suddenly appear. Therefore, if you want to ensure your own safety, your martial arts must be solid.
"Even if the Fang Family no longer exists one day, direct descendants of the Fang Family like you will still have a chance to rebuild it!"
Fang Zijun nodded and said nothing further about his kidnapping.
For he had already tacitly