"You don't know?"
"Your son isn't really yours?"
"Brother Chen, you're quite the sentimental sort. You care this much about your adopted son's safety?"
"Get lost. He's my real son."
"If he's your real son, how do you not know what cultivation level he's at?"
"Uh... He didn't spend much time by my side. Is it really so strange that I don't know?"
"When he left me, he was only at the World Lord Realm. Going by the time that's passed, it's probably been a little over a hundred years? Less than two hundred, at least."
"Brother Chen, are you... raising him free-range?"
"More or less. It's a trait of our lineage. We like to raise them free-range."
Ren Xuan couldn't help admiring Chen Changan's son for daring to come to the Nine Profound Domain while only at the World Lord Realm.
After all, a cultivator at that level would face danger at every turn in the Nine Profound Domain.
Only a little over a hundred years had passed. How much could his cultivation have improved?
"Your son's really a wild one. He even dared to run off to the Primordial Land."
"Brother Chen, how about we pick up the pace? Maybe we can still gather his whole corpse. It might even still be warm when we get there."
"If you don't know how to talk, then keep your mouth shut."
"Sure thing. I was just waiting for you to say that."
Three months later
After entering the Primordial Land, Chen Changan and Ren Xuan made inquiries about Chen Tian.
Chen Tian had certainly been a troublemaker back then, so finding out about him hadn't been difficult.
"Heaven Blood Hall, Earth Fiend Gang, Break Kill Gate, Saint Blood Cult..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Brother Chen, your son sure knows how to