Chen Cong yawned, looking rather tired. "I'm exhausted. Hurry up and go. Talking to you takes too much brainpower, kid. I need a good rest."
Chen Xiaojun scratched his head and smiled. "Not yet. There's still something I need to discuss with you two elders."
Chen Cong sighed helplessly. "Seriously, why do you have so many things to discuss? Out with it, all at once. Don't keep springing another one on us."
Chen Menglin curled his lip too. "It isn't more of your nonsense, is it?"
Chen Xiaojun hurriedly waved his hands. "No, it's about Uncle Ma, Ma Zhibin. He wants his son, Ma Wencai, to become my follower."
Chen Menglin's eyes widened. "How could he have the nerve to ask?"
Chen Xiaojun chuckled. "Listen to you! Uncle Ma's bottom line has always stayed reliably low. When it comes to his son, he couldn't care less about saving face."
Chen Cong frowned and asked, "What are his reasons?"
Chen Xiaojun grew serious. "First, I once said that Ma Wencai's mutated martial soul, the Sunlight Golden Pheasant, still had room to improve and might reach the level of a top-tier martial soul. Second, he doesn't have enough money or resources to raise Ma Wencai to the higher ranks quickly. Third, Ma Wencai isn't part of the Ma Family's main lineage, so Uncle Ma can decide to let him follow me. It would also give him a promising path forward."
Chen Menglin scratched his head. "What top-tier martial soul could a chicken evolve into? I've never heard of such a thing."
Chen Cong also looked puzzled. "Can Ma Wencai's Sunlight Golden Pheasant really evolve into a top-tier martial soul?"
Chen Xiaojun shrugged. "I'm not sure, but we can try. Across the heavens and myriad worlds, chicken divine beasts do exist. Perhaps Ma