"Uncle, are we just going to sit here?"
"Cultivate."
"Just cultivate?"
"Mm."
Cultivation truly was boring.
In the Thirty-Third Heaven, Cao Erzhu sat cross-legged, occasionally chatting fitfully with the voice in his mind.
After this dry little conversation ended, he clearly could no longer sit still. His eyelids trembled twice before he finally opened his eyes and said gloomily:
"Uncle, what about after I finish cultivating?"
"Fourfold Renunciation. You've finished that too?"
"Mm-hmm."
"...Your father truly laid down a good foundation for you."
"My dad's amazing." Cao Erzhu raised a thumbs-up, his eyes full of admiration.
Kui Leihan truly was amazing.
Shen Yi could not help falling silent.
With his temperament and accomplishments, there were very few people he admired like this. Ba Zunan counted as one, and Kui Leihan counted as another.
Setting Xu Xiaoshou aside, the Cao father and son possessed the greatest body-tempering talent Shen Yi had ever seen in his life.
It was a pity for the father. He had mistakenly entered the path of Spirit Refining, yet still managed to blindly grope his way into cultivating a Grandmaster Form.
Later, Shen Yi had merely taught him a basic ancient martial art, the Gentleman's Body Tempering Method, and he had swiftly cultivated a King's Throne physique.
Such talent was peerless beneath heaven.
Yet, in order to imprison himself, he had ultimately dispersed his own King's Throne physique. For the rest of his life, there would no longer be any hope of advancing another inch.
Had he been willing to focus wholeheartedly on ancient martial arts, he would surely have become someone great.
And his son...
Cao Erzhu could only be called terrifying! Though his father had been trapped, the ambition in his heart could be glimpsed from the things Er Zhu cultivated.
Lightning Upanishad of Spirit