Blue Star, future world.
Wu Chu hugged his sister goodbye and, while he was at it, left a wisp of mana within her to regulate the subhealthy condition brought on by her hard work.
This was what he did for his parents and relatives. He had no intention of guiding them onto the path of cultivation. For one, they were no longer young; for another, this world's spiritual energy was thin, making Dao cultivation impossible. If they practiced the Martial Way Breathing Method instead, it would at most strengthen their bodies. It was simpler for him to help regulate them directly.
Besides, cultivation was dull and exhausting, and it came with danger. As their family, how could he bear to let them go through such things?
There was nothing wrong with living safely and healthily as ordinary people.
Primordial Land, halfway up the back mountain of a small village somewhere in the southwest.
Father Yang looked at his two sons hanging on the wall like paintings. His heart ached for them, and his eyes were full of worry as he glanced at his wife beside him, as if asking: Are they really going to be all right?
Very soon, his two sons proved with their actions that they were not only fine, but could even become stronger.
Super Saiyan Second Grade, activate.
The "energy" around the two had changed color. The eldest's was gold, while the second's was silver. One golden and one silver aura shot into the sky, instantly stirring the winds and clouds across the region.
In the distance, the old mountain god of the back mountain immediately sensed it. But the moment he extended his divine sense, he hastily withdrew it again. In that direction was a divine sense as immense and dazzling as the