Kong Xuan didn't think much of it.
How could he know how shocked Li Xuan was?
Kong Xuan said proudly, "Both brothers came at me together, and I wasn't the least bit afraid. We fought for three thousand rounds! But those brothers were no ordinary people. They were incredibly powerful—the best opponents I'd faced in years! Tai Yi in particular. He had a gleaming golden, bell-shaped magic treasure that was a strong counter to my Five-Colored Divine Light. That was why we ended up evenly matched."
Li Xuan's mouth twitched.
The Chaos Bell countered the Five-Colored Divine Light?
That wasn't just a strong counter.
It was only because Tai Yi hadn't yet listened to Hongjun's lectures.
He hadn't broken through to Quasi-Saint.
And he hadn't fully unleashed the Chaos Bell's power.
Once he became a Quasi-Saint and the Chaos Bell reached its full potential,
he'd surely be the strongest person beneath the Saints.
Unless seven or eight powerhouses like the Ancestor Witches ganged up on him,
no one could beat him in a one-on-one fight!
But Li Xuan couldn't very well tell Kong Xuan that.
Children needed encouragement,
not discouragement.
So Li Xuan nodded and praised him. "Well done, well done. That's my son for you—you faced two opponents at once and held your own!"
Kong Xuan burst out laughing, extremely pleased with himself.
But then Li Xuan's expression turned stern. "However..."
Kong Xuan immediately stopped laughing.
He looked at Li Xuan, wondering if he was about to get a scolding.
"However, you fought for so long, so how come you didn't become enemies? You seem to have become good friends instead. And you even brought them here?"
Li Xuan was indeed somewhat displeased.
The fewer people who knew where he lived, the better.
Otherwise, who knew when that old