At this moment, in Xing Xiangtian's home.
"Phew~"
Xing Xiangtian let out a long breath, then flopped onto the bed with the ancestral Spirit Bone, its stored Soul Power depleted. Yet his expression was unusually excited!
"You've fully grasped it?" Xing Xiu'er, seated in a nearby chair, shot him a glance and asked.
After Xing Xiangtian passed the trial, he had practically stayed home the entire time, studying the methods their ancestor Xing Yunuo had left behind. Fortunately, they were not too difficult. After nearly a month, he had finally mastered them just moments ago.
"Mm, I've got it!" Xing Xiangtian nodded, then sat back up, saying with barely concealed excitement, "We can wake the Son of God now!"
"Take a break. Don't rush. It's already been a month; waiting a little longer won't matter."
Hearing this, Xing Xiangtian was deeply moved. He stepped forward, hugged Xing Xiu'er, and planted a loud kiss on her cheek. "You really do care about me, honey!"
Xing Xiu'er shoved Xing Xiangtian away in disgust. "I just don't want you embarrassing yourself in front of the Son of God."
Xing Xiangtian: "..."
In another room, Xing Xia cultivated out of boredom. He knew there was someone else in his home—the person who had tried to kill him that night, though it had been a misunderstanding.
It was rather strange. That person had been asleep for a month, and more importantly, his parents had forbidden him from telling anyone there was an outsider in their home! Otherwise, they would break his legs!
And his father had even told him to be more respectful toward that person!
His parents were serious, which made him unable to stop wondering.
That outsider was actually his father and mother's real son, while he was just picked up somewhere!
So