Liu Xuanji stood rooted to the spot, utterly motionless.
His hands trembled slightly with rage-and a trace of fear he refused to acknowledge, no matter what.
Lu Changfeng was in the Fifth Realm. The news the Xu brothers had brought back could not be wrong.
Yet the Mysterious Crane before him was unmistakably a Sixth Realm manifestation.
In three hours, he had not only cured Lu Huanzhang, but broken through into the next realm while he was at it?
How was that possible?!
The Lu Residence.
Lu Chengen stood in the courtyard, looking up at the Mysterious Crane circling overhead, disbelief written all over his face.
Instinctively, he turned toward the figure sitting cross-legged inside the room.
That aura-vast, profound, unfathomable-was like a surging ocean, its surface calm while powerful currents churned beneath.
It was the aura of the Sixth Realm, genuine and unadulterated, without the slightest trace of falsehood.
He really had broken through.
Lu Chengen opened his mouth to say something, only to find his throat seemingly blocked. He had lived more than half his life and seen countless prodigies, but someone in the Sixth Realm before twenty-never mind seeing one, he had never even heard of such a thing.
He remembered how, at twenty, he had been tearing his hair out trying to reach the Fourth Realm. He trained bitterly every day and meditated every night, spending a full ten years just barely reaching its threshold. Back then, he had thought himself remarkable, one of the finest among his peers.
But now, looking at this young man, he suddenly felt his meager accomplishments amounted to nothing. By comparison, all those years of his life might as well have been wasted on a dog.
Lu Chengen sighed, suppressed his tangled thoughts, and turned toward his father.
Lu