Wan Xiaoshan had been confined to his quarters and was undergoing rigorous training under his father's supervision.
"Wan Xiaoshan, stop slacking off. That brat Feng Ming, whose talent you misjudged, has already joined Yellow Maple Valley."
"With his dual spiritual roots, he could reach the Foundation Establishment Stage any day now."
"And we've thoroughly offended him. If he comes for revenge, I'm the only person in the entire Wan Family who can handle him."
"Only when you reach the Foundation Establishment Stage too will our family be completely safe."
Wan Xiaoshan scratched his head in irritation, then looked up at his father and said,
"Dad, wasn't it you who insisted on doing that and offending him beyond all hope of reconciliation? Feng Ming and I could have been good friends."
Hearing this, Wan Xiaoshan's Father immediately flew into a rage. He pointed at his son and cursed,
"You little bastard! You've got the nerve to say that? If you hadn't botched his spirit root test and mistaken him for someone with a triple spirit root, I would've at least thought twice before doing it!"
"Besides, wasn't I scheming to get Xiang Chu and Karin for your sake and the family's?"
Wan Xiaoshan pressed a hand to his forehead, exasperated and helpless.
He had never liked cultivating. What he longed for was the excitement of the Cultivation World and a carefree life of travel and adventure.
In reality, however, his father constantly pushed him to cultivate.
He believed his aptitude would never amount to anything. Reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage wasn't even something he would dream of.
"Don't assume you can't reach the Foundation Establishment Stage. With a triple spirit root, you still have hope. Doesn't your father have a triple spirit root too?"
Seeing what was on his son's mind,