Feel the Depths of a Father's Love!

"Perfection-level Flowing Cloud Steps!"

Watching Lin An charge at him, Lin Xiao was shocked once again, even though he had been prepared.

Not only had the little brat perfected his saber technique, but he had perfected his movement technique too.

He remembered that Lin An had also chosen the Black Armor Technique. Barring any surprises, he had probably perfected that as well.

These thoughts flashed through Lin Xiao's mind. As he watched the saber slash down, his expression grew serious.

Power rapidly gathered within him. He raised both hands, and a thick wall of qi instantly formed before him.

Bang!

The saber struck the qi wall with a dull, thunderous crash.

The qi wall trembled slightly but did not break.

Lin Xiao thrust both hands forward, and the qi wall instantly turned into a powerful rebounding force that swept toward Lin An.

Lin An rapidly retreated but soon steadied himself.

Then he stomped hard against the ground and shot toward Lin Xiao again like an arrow. His saber traced an arc through the air with fierce saber qi, a faint cold gleam spreading over its edge as it drove straight toward Lin Xiao's heart.

Lin Xiao raised a hand, and an enormous palm imprint condensed before him.

With tremendous force, the palm imprint slammed toward Lin An.

Boom!

The saber qi and palm imprint collided again, unleashing astonishing waves of energy. Even the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

Several breaths later, Lin An was knocked back once more, while Lin Xiao remained immovable.

"Not bad, An'er. Your combat strength is already comparable to an ordinary Bronze Fourth Grade."

Lin Xiao spoke with a smile.

"Father, since we're sparring, shouldn't you suppress your strength to my level?" Lin An said, speechless.

If Lin Xiao suppressed his cultivation to the same level as him, even if he could not hurt him, he should not have been knocked back so easily.

"Would your enemies suppress their cultivation too?" Lin Xiao countered.

What a joke.

I really did intend to suppress my cultivation to Black Iron Ninth Grade and spar with you, to have a friendly exchange between father and son.

But look at yourself. Are you even human?

Perfected saber technique, perfected movement technique, and you weren't injured when I knocked you back just now, which means you've perfected the Black Armor Technique too.

Who the hell at Black Iron Ninth Grade has three perfected Bronze Tier techniques?

If I really suppressed my cultivation to your level, what if I couldn't beat you?

Don't I have my dignity?

You little brat, even if your talent defies the heavens, right now, I can still suppress you with one hand.

It's time you felt the depths of your old father's love.

Hearing Lin Xiao's words, Lin An was momentarily at a loss for words.

Though he had a point, Lin An would not be stupid enough to take on a Gold Tier as a Black Iron Tier.

He suspected the old geezer just wanted to give him a beating, but he had no proof.

"Again."

A smile played at the corners of Lin Xiao's mouth. Seeing his dear son suffer a setback filled him with joy.

This was the joy of being an old father.

Lin An took a deep breath. Since the old geezer had no martial honor, what else was there to say?

Let's fight!

The saber in his hand trembled slightly, the cold gleam along its edge growing ever more dazzling.

The next second, Lin An charged forward again, saber in hand.

Lin Xiao swung his palms as well. Saber light and palm shadows intertwined as a fierce battle erupted, every collision accompanied by a deafening boom.

Still, Lin Xiao kept his strength under control, lest he accidentally suppress his eldest son.

They fought for a full hour before Lin An stopped attacking, panting heavily. "I'm done."

After attacking continuously for an hour, he had exhausted all the power within him.

"An'er, this won't do. You haven't even damaged a single hair on your father's head."

Lin Xiao chuckled. "You still need more practice."

The corner of Lin An's mouth twitched. How can a Gold Tier expert like you have the nerve to say that?

Never mind that he was only at Black Iron Tier-even if he reached Bronze Tier, he would not be able to harm a single hair on Lin Xiao's head.

"Father, your strength is formidable. From now on, I will certainly make you my goal," Lin An said, cupping his hands.

Lin Xiao burst into laughter. Seeing Lin An's humble, receptive manner, he felt thoroughly pleased, regardless of whether it was genuine.

Though his talent could not match his son's, a father was still a father. For now, he could still suppress him with ease.

He had to admit, bullying his eldest son felt pretty good.

Lin An did not mind either. Before he transmigrated here, this father he had acquired had been no different from a lonely old man.

He would just treat this as fooling around with the old geezer.

"Father, how do you think my current strength compares to the younger generation in Shenglin City?" Lin An asked.

"The younger generation in Shenglin City?"

Lin Xiao thought for a moment. "Currently, the children of the three great families are the strongest among the younger generation. The top group is probably around Bronze Seventh Grade."

"Father, I'm far too far behind them, so I want to make the most of my time and grow stronger," Lin An said.

Lin Xiao looked speechless. You are far behind, but you're catching up fast too.

In just ten days or so, he had caught up with years of other people's cultivation.

"Just tell me what you want to do," Lin Xiao said.

"Hehe, I really can't hide anything from you, Father."

Lin An stopped holding back. "Father, you know that the more sin beasts I kill, the more it helps me, so I want to leave the city to hunt sin beasts."

Lin Xiao's brows drew together. He did not object to Lin An wanting to leave the city to hunt sin beasts. As Shenglin City's next city lord, he would have to face them sooner or later.

But he felt it was too soon. Lin An was only at Black Iron Ninth Grade right now. He could easily wait until he reached the Late Bronze Realm before leaving the city to hunt sin beasts.

With his rapid cultivation and the resources of the City Lord's Manor supporting him, it would not take long to reach the Late Bronze Realm anyway.

"No. For now, focus on cultivating in the manor. Take whatever resources you need. We'll discuss this after you break through to the Late Bronze Realm."

Lin Xiao continued, "If you need to kill sin beasts, I'll personally capture some and bring them back for you."

"Father, I could certainly do as you say and cultivate safely in the manor, but that method is too slow for me."

"You can personally capture sin beasts and bring them back now, but what about the future?"

"If this continues, I will inevitably grow complacent and damage my drive to become stronger."

"So please allow me to leave the city to hunt sin beasts, Father," Lin An said earnestly.

Though Lin Xiao could capture sin beasts and bring them back, how many could he catch that way? It would be nowhere near as fast as going out to hunt them himself.

Lin Xiao wanted to say more, but seeing Lin An's resolute gaze, he was somewhat moved.

"You little brat. You really have the same temperament I had when I was young. Once you've made up your mind, you won't change it."

Lin Xiao said helplessly, "You can go, but I'll have Ji Yuan accompany you with a hundred personal guards. I'll also have Elder Qian go with you."

Lin An felt a surge of delight, knowing that his father had agreed.

He was not surprised that Ji Yuan and a hundred personal guards would accompany him, but why was Elder Qian going too?

"Elder Qian is also a Gold Tier expert. Only with him accompanying you can I rest easy," Lin Xiao said.