"Tell Old Ghost Rong to prepare well tonight. I’m bringing my grandson to their place for dinner. If the hospitality isn’t good, I’ll grab that big worm of theirs and fry it up."
Su Anyong and Xing Chen looked helpless. This fellow really was unabashedly straightforward. However, in the Northern Border, there indeed wasn’t a place he couldn’t go.
After making the arrangents, Leng Ye finally asked curiously, "What brings you to Beiyuan this ti? And that Super-Rank Skill you pulled off in the cultivation competition, what’s the deal with it?"
Upon hearing this query, Su Anyong also pricked up his ears. Ever since his last fiasco, he hadn’t inquired about it. But to say he wasn’t curious about Old Sha’s Heart of the Sun would be complete nonsense.
However, this ti Su Ping couldn’t just tease and joke about it, so he replied seriously, "I’m here for so matters concerning the Breeder Association and Xiao Qing’s evolution. As for the Super-Rank Skill, Heart of the Sun, that’s purely a result of the Wanmu Wolf’s innate talent and the cultivation work Grandpa carried out with the Heart of Woods. It was a fortunate accident, just luck on my part. I truly didn’t expect the Heart of Woods to elicit such a skill response from the Wanmu Wolf."
With these words, Su Anyong finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew it, you little brat! There’s no way you could have such a heaven-defying talent for cultivation."
Leng Ye nodded and added, "So that’s how it is. But good luck is also a part of one’s strength."
It was inevitable; such achievents were sowhat frightening. At such a young age, he had cultivated a new Evolutionary Body, which was already remarkable. Creating a Super-Rank Skill on top of that made people recall the Legend of the Holy Dragon. That legendary figure also rose to fa from a similar situation, cultivating a Super-Rank Skill that set them on their legendary path.
It’s heartening for elders to see the younger generation do well. However, when they do *too* well, it can also be a bit stressful.
Watching Su Anyong and Leng Ye’s expressions, Su Ping’s eyes darted. "What do you an by ’good luck’? It’s just an ordinary Super-Rank Skill. Isn’t that easy and casual?"
At this statent, Su Anyong shot him a sideways glance. "You impudent kid, getting cocky after a bit of success? Easy and casual? If it’s so casual, then go on and cultivate another one! How did I teach you? To be modest!"
Su Ping couldn’t recall when this old ghost had ever taught him modesty. He paid no heed to the old fellow. There’s nothing more to be gained from him. His only Super-Shadow is guarded like a priceless treasure.
Clearly, his main target was Leng Ye.
So, he snorted. "What if I cultivate another Super-Rank Skill? Would you bet your Super-Shadow on it? And Grandpa Leng, what about you? What if I manage to cultivate *another* Super-Rank Skill?"
Why does this brat always have his eye on my prized possession? Su Anyong thought.
Although this ti Su Anyong was confident about the difficulty of creating a Super-Rank Skill—he understood it all too well. The kid had only just finished cultivating the Heart of the Sun before the New Year. How long had it really been? Yet, based on his understanding of his own son, Su Anyong genuinely wasn’t sure if he was being bluffed this ti.
It was Leng Ye who chuckled. "If you can cultivate another one, let’s not even talk about the distant future. Just within this year, whatever conditions you set, I’ll agree to them! How about that?"
Su Ping’s eyes lit up. "It’s a deal."
Listening to Su Ping’s words, Su Anyong’s eyelids twitched, and his gaze turned doubtful as he looked at his son. This scene... why does it seem so familiar? Wasn’t it the sa situation last ti I ca ho, in the car?
"Su Anyong, what about you? Are you betting that Super-Shadow?"
Su Anyong cleared his throat and said bluntly, "What’s a Super-Shadow worth? If you succeed, I’ll keep calling you ’Dad,’ how about that? But what if you can’t do it? What if you’re just spouting hot air and can’t cultivate one?"
Su Ping glanced at the old ghost dismissively. Sure enough, this old fellow is harder to fool. He then replied, annoyed, "Fine, I’ll call you ’Dad’ too, alright?"
Amidst the father-son banter, the vehicle slowly ca to a stop once again. This ti, it was outside the Rong Family residence, a place Su Ping had never been before. Strictly speaking, this was the ho of his maternal grandfather.
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