Moreover, over these past few days of practice, Zuo Xiaonian had begun to sense that hidden weapons, a skill largely overlooked by the advanced cultivators of the Star Soul Continent, might become a genuine means of survival in Zuo Xiaoduo's hands.
It was precisely this belief that meant Zuo Xiaonian could never be satisfied with the heights Zuo Xiaoduo reached in hidden weapons.
After Zuo Xiaoduo met the current standards for hidden weapons, Zuo Xiaonian brought out an entirely new set of benchmarks she had prepared long ago. Many were things she had dreamed up out of thin air, while plenty more were simply idealized versions of special effects from movies and television...
She used these to drill Zuo Xiaoduo.
Had Zuo Xiaoduo known what Zuo Xiaonian really thought, he would most likely have thrown up his hands and walked away. You're taking me for a fool! I'm done practicing!
Unfortunately, he had absolutely no idea how absurd his targets were, or how impossibly demanding.
All he knew now was that every standard in Zuo Xiaonian's hands had been given to her by He Yuanyue to test him!
So, ummm...
That very same evening.
Ning Suifeng quietly took every member of the Lineage's direct bloodline to the Ning Clan's ancestral graves.
Before the group even drew near, what they saw and heard had already sent them into a towering rage.
Countless people had gathered in a dense throng near the Ning Family's ancestral graves, every one of them holding up a phone to film.
Some even had livestreaming selfie sticks.
"Step right up, take a look! A once-in-a-millennium spectacle, here today! Folks, folks, come see, come see! Everything around here is perfectly still, but this one patch has white mist rising dozens of meters high..."
"This is the site