Su Anyong’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He didn’t even have ti to answer Su Ping’s question, fixating intently on Xiao Qing before him.
Perhaps sensing Su Anyong’s gaze, Xiao Qing hid slightly behind Su Ping.
Su Anyong’s Talented Ability was the uncommon Eye of Truth, which couldn’t specifically analyze through observation and sight what was wrong with the Little Forest Wolf before him.
After all, Xiao Qing hadn’t made a move or activated any Skills, so the situation couldn’t be intuitively analyzed.
Eventually, Su Anyong couldn’t help but ask, "Su Ping, there’s sothing off about this mutated Forest Wolf, right?"
"What’s off?"
Su Ping pretended to be nonchalant, waving his hand as if he knew nothing.
Then, he saw his father’s slightly narrowed gaze.
Subsequently, a gleam of light erged in Su Anyong’s eyes, and a burst of spiritual power instantly caused Xiao Qing to react.
THUMP-THUMP. A heartbeat sounded as the invisible Wood Attribute power in the air instantly rushed into Xiao Qing’s body!
Xiao Qing’s fur beca even more verdant, as if myriad threads were constantly swaying because of it.
This scene, too, was caught by Su Anyong’s eyes. As soone who had worked with the Heart of Woods for so many years, Su Anyong, no matter what, would not fail to recognize what this scene represented!
He suddenly sat up straight, staring at Xiao Qing in disbelief. "Heart of Woods?! Is it really the Heart of Woods!?"
Su Ping gave this shaless old man a sidelong glance. Now you’re surprised?
His smile unwavering, he ruffled Xiao Qing’s head. He nodded, yet also nonchalantly shook his head. "Yes, and no. It’s the Heart of Woods Skill, alright. But due to Xiao Qing’s Mutation, this Skill has transford into the Mutated Skill ’Heart of the Poison Wood’. It possesses all the effects of Heart of Woods and, additionally, is mixed with a Poison Attribute!"
He didn’t continue speaking, as Su Anyong was staring firmly at him.
His eyes were wide, as if questioning how Su Ping had managed it.
However, the tables had turned. Initially, when Su Ping had spoken bluntly on the phone, his father hadn’t believed him. Naturally, Su Ping wasn’t inclined to satisfy his curiosity now.
But clearly, Su Anyong didn’t have the leisure to argue with his son about this now and couldn’t help but ask, "Cultivated from the Magic Potion recipe for Heart of Woods?"
"Mm-hm."
Su Ping ruffled Xiao Qing’s head.
"A one percent chance, and you hit it? Or is this mutated Little Forest Wolf truly that extraordinarily talented?"
Su Anyong looked at Xiao Qing.
Xiao Qing also raised its head, the little creature finally finding so sense of importance.
Su Ping rolled his eyes. "Xiao Qing’s Talent goes without saying. Besides, I rely took the liberty of perfecting the Heart of Woods recipe."
Took the liberty? Perfected the recipe?
Su Anyong blinked. He looked at his son, who was calmly showing off, and for a mont, he couldn’t quite grasp the claim.
Is this kid telling the truth?
Back in his day, he had attempted to perfect the Magic Potion recipe for Heart of Woods countless tis.
Evidently, Su Anyong had no real Talent when it ca to Pet Beast Cultivation.
After several failed attempts, he’d stopped wasting his energy on it.
This had been the lifelong wish of his own father, Su Ping’s grandfather.
Otherwise, this Cultivation base wouldn’t have been nad ’Heart of Wood’ so directly.
And now, he had only been away for a month—such a short ti! Damn it, upon his return, his son, who had just graduated a month ago, was telling him he’d casually perfected the recipe?
Anyone would find such a thing hard to believe.
Su Anyong was no exception.
So, when Su Ping had spoken, Su Anyong hadn’t seriously considered that possibility. At most, he’d thought his son had made so minor, perhaps presumptuous, improvents.
But now, it seed like there was more to it.
So, Su Anyong paused before asking, "To what extent did you perfect it?"
With others, Su Ping would naturally be more reserved. But facing his own father, Su Ping smacked his lips, feigned deep thought, and then said lightly, "I can’t say exactly to what extent, but of all the Forest Wolves I’ve cultivated so far, not a single one has failed!"
Su Anyong pursed his lips. After a long pause, his voice sowhat hoarse, he asked, "Then, how many have you cultivated?"
To be honest, Su Ping really needed to calculate this carefully. "Let think... Our family had over twenty Forest Wolves before, and all of them have been fully cultivated. Later, I bought over twenty more to make it a round number. I haven’t started cultivating those new ones yet. However, many of the clients who ca by brought so. In the past few days, to help Old Sha’s Evolution, I used up a lot of resources and needed more money, so I cultivated a few more—about ten in total, I’d say. Yes, that’s about it. Roughly forty or so in total!"
Su Ping nodded. Then he saw the utterly stunned look in his father’s eyes.
After blinking a few tis, Su Anyong asked in disbelief, "So, you’re saying that in such a short ti, you’ve cultivated Heart of Woods in more than forty Forest Wolves? Not a single failure? They all awakened it!"
Su Ping nodded. "Yes. Calculating it that way, the Cultivation success rate should theoretically be over ninety percent, right?"
"Holy shit!?"
Old Su said nothing more. After swearing, he suddenly felt sothing was amiss.
What was off?
Soon, Su Anyong seed to recall sothing and stared at Su Ping. "You just said that these days you were cultivating Old Sha for Evolution?"
Su Ping nodded, feigning distress. "Exactly! Didn’t I tell you before? It cost a lot of resources; all the money I earned went into it! Su Anyong, aren’t you well-off now? Aren’t you rolling in money? Old Sha is part of our family too, so it shouldn’t be a problem for you to chip in, right?"
Clearly, his son’s smug, pretentious act practically scread ’cocky and proud’ and ’I’m showing off’ all over his face.
But Su Anyong had no mind for anything else at that mont.
Money wasn’t his concern.
When it ca to Pet Beast Cultivation, significant sums of money were always involved; it wasn’t sothing small amounts could resolve.
Thus, his current bewildernt had nothing to do with money.
Even if one could achieve Evolution rely by throwing money at it, Breeders wouldn’t be so valuable.
If this had been before, Su Anyong thought, and I’d heard such a thing—especially if this son of mine had dared to use Old Sha as an experint for Evolution—I would have beaten Su Ping half to death.
But now...
The business Lao Guan had ntioned, his own son’s claim of successfully cultivating Heart of Woods in dozens of Forest Wolves... all this seed to lend imnse credibility to Su Ping’s current words.
However, sothing suddenly struck Su Anyong. "You said before—what is Old Sha’s Evolutionary Body? It’s not a Forest Wolf, not an Elf Wolf, but a brand new, never-before-seen Evolutionary Body?"
This ti, Su Ping didn’t answer. He only smiled.
Then, Su Anyong shot up, rushed past Lao Guan—who had just walked in—and bolted towards their backyard like a hundred-ter sprinter.
Su Ping, anwhile, rose leisurely, patted Xiao Qing, and then led the little creature at an unhurried pace towards the woods where the Forest Wolves were kept.
By the ti Su Ping ambled from the front living room to the woods out back, Su Anyong, who had sprinted ahead, was already lying on the ground.
On top of him was Old Sha, whose appearance had changed drastically.
But despite its altered appearance, Old Sha undoubtedly still recognized Su Anyong clearly.
It had pounced, pinning him to the ground, its soft, seemingly plant-based tongue continuously licking Su Anyong’s cheeks.
At that mont, his father lay on the ground, letting Old Sha have its way. His brain seed to have short-circuited; he was utterly bewildered, staring blankly at the creature before him.
Su Ping wasn’t surprised by this scene in the slightest. Instead, he squatted beside his father’s head, rubbing Old Sha’s head. He looked at Su Anyong, who appeared to be in a dream, doubting his very existence, and finally said, "Su Anyong, do you rember what you said in the car earlier?"
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