Early the next morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
On a small hill outside Su Mo's manor.
Su Chuan sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly narrowed as he gazed at the distant sky. His pupils had turned purple; clearly, he was cultivating the Purple Demon Eye.
Suddenly, spatial ripples spread before Su Chuan. A tall figure emerged from the void, standing with his hands behind his back.
When Su Chuan saw who it was, his heart jolted.
He hurriedly stopped cultivating the Purple Demon Eye, and his purple eyes instantly returned to normal.
"Dad, why are you here?" Su Chuan hurriedly rose from the ground, feeling somewhat uneasy.
He knew that his secret practice of the Tang Sect Cultivation Techniques could probably no longer be hidden.
"Chuan'er, I noticed that you have been going out for long periods recently, and that you have been cultivating things never before seen on this continent. That is why I came to take a look," Su Mo said calmly.
Hearing this, Su Chuan did not know how to explain himself for a moment.
He had previously asked his mother, Ah Yin, and learned that his father, Su Mo, was a true God Rank expert, an existence that surpassed the entire continent.
If he casually made up lies to fool him, his father would likely see through them with ease.
Yet he could not reveal that he retained memories from a previous life. He feared that his father would come to dislike him because of it.
Su Mo smiled. "Chuan'er, Dad is not interrogating you. Everyone has secrets of their own; it is no big deal. I was the same back then.
"So you need not be so nervous. Dad only came today to tell you that you no longer need to cultivate in