Zhu Yanfeng, who had been wreathed in smoke all this time, finally lowered the tobacco pipe in his hand. An unusual look of ease appeared on his time-carved face.
He looked around, his gaze brushing lightly over each face. "Let me try awakening my bloodline."
Those words exploded like a heavy bomb beside everyone's ears.
For a moment, every gaze fixed on him, and the atmosphere instantly grew solemn.
Everyone present was knowledgeable. How could attaining a Divine Venerable Body possibly be so easy? They all knew that Xiao Yi could not be judged by ordinary standards.
Chen Xiaojun had already explained that awakening one's bloodline had nothing to do with one's soul power level.
Chen Hua could not help speaking up. "Uncle Yan Feng, surely there's no need to rush?"
Yet Zhu Yanfeng merely smiled calmly and replied, "Why not give it a try? Without experiencing it, you'll never know its depths or its difficulty. Whether I try now or later, I still have to try."
Chen Xiaojun also interjected, "Grandpa Yan Feng, awakening a Divine Venerable Body is no easy feat. I just tried it myself, but I ended in failure."
Zhu Wuneng's heart jolted. Even their young master, whose talents seemed heaven-sent, had failed. That alone showed how difficult it was.
He could not help saying worriedly, "Exactly, Second Granduncle. Why not wait until we've reviewed everything before trying?"
Zhu Yanfeng's expression remained unchanged. He patted Zhu Wuneng's head. "Within the family, when it comes to mastery of breathing techniques, I, Zhu Yanfeng, believe I am second to none."
These were no empty words.
Ever since his confrontation with He Tiancheng three years earlier, Zhu Yanfeng had poured much of his effort into cultivating Stone Breathing.
"Even in terms of physique, I'm stronger than everyone here."
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