The Wuya Sword Spirit

"What, enter secluded cultivation together? Kid, did this old man hear you right? Do you know how much of a handful that son of yours is? If he joins you in secluded cultivation, he'll wake you up every other minute." Bald Bird was stunned upon hearing Chen Fan's words, finding them utterly unbelievable.

One had to know that secluded cultivation at the Soul Division Stage was of utmost importance. Not even the slightest disturbance could be tolerated. Unless there was no other choice, Soul Division cultivators would seek out uninhabited places to cultivate in seclusion, or even carve out a small world of their own, like Nine Palaces Elder had done.

Yet Chen Fan was now saying he wanted to bring his son along into secluded cultivation. Bald Bird simply could not believe it. Put a little brat in there—could Chen Fan still cultivate properly?

And setting that aside, even if they were cultivating together, their cultivation levels had to be at least somewhat close. The spiritual energy gathered during Soul Division Stage cultivation was vast and terrifying. With Little Chen Yi only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, he likely would not be able to withstand the powerful spiritual energy surging around Chen Fan. He could explode and die at any moment.

Yet Chen Fan merely shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "I once examined his physique with my Heavenly Eye. You'll definitely be surprised—there isn't a trace of impurity within him. His body is naturally made for cultivation. No matter how much spiritual energy there is, it won't clog up inside him. He'll absorb only what he needs, while all excess energy will be expelled."

"What?" Bald Bird was instantly shocked, his beak hanging wide open.

"Damn it, isn't that absurd? Is the Innate Supreme