This is thanks to Luo Chen occasionally giving him diluted Jade Emperor Clear Pupil Liquid.
In his line of sight, his young father was returning under the glow of the sunset, carrying a dicine basket like an old farr after a hardworking day.
His face showed a hint of joy, but he pursed his lips and the smile faded away, as he started practicing a set of boxing techniques on his own.
The movents were vigorous and well-patterned.
Luo Chen moved swiftly, pausing earlier only to observe the feeding process of the Nirvana Sacred Fire.
Upon returning and seeing his son’s actions, he frowned.
"Did you teach him?"
He looked at Luo Lingxi but directed the question at Black King.
His tone was calm, with a hidden trace of reproach.
Black King shrugged his neck, "I taught him."
Luo Lingxi stopped his movents and nervously explained: "Black King saw how tired I was going up and down the mountain, so he taught this simple Climbing and Crossing Technique, it’s not so profound cultivation doctrine."
Luo Chen smirked; this was no simple Climbing and Crossing Technique.
It contained the essence of the Body Technique he practiced at the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering in the Eight Hundred Li Penghu, minus the Qi Power requirents.
If Luo Lingxi possessed great strength and used this technique, the power unleashed would be beyond imagination.
Luo Chen looked at Black King and whispered, "You were thoughtful."
It was unclear if he was praising Black King’s thoughtful modification or his intention to teach Luo Lingxi the technique.
These words made Black King rather tense.
But Luo Chen had already entered the cave mansion with the dicine basket, leaving only the words, "Co back early for dinner."
After he left, both the dragon and the boy breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Lingxi laughed, "Big Black, I told you, father wouldn’t scold you."
Black King sighed helplessly, "You don’t understand; your father keeps many things to himself and doesn’t say them aloud. I might be reprimanded in the future. You better not ask to teach you anything anymore."
Luo Lingxi’s eyelashes trembled, and his lively eyes showed a hint of sadness.
His father was indeed soone who kept his emotions unspoken.
As the tense atmosphere lingered, Black King went down the mountain, and the boy continued practicing the earlier boxing technique.
This was indeed not just the Climbing and Crossing Technique.
With each punch and kick, the movents were vigorous; despite having only the physique of a mortal, the boy stirred up dust and stone, attracting attention.
Upon completing the set of boxing techniques, a voice called out, prompting him to run back to the cave mansion.
"It’s al ti."
Luo Chen simply said as he sat down on a chair.
On the table was a simple dish made from the most commonplace wild vegetables from the Blessed Land, stir-fried; even the rice in their bowls was rely millet.
It was sowhat bland.
But this was unavoidable.
Luo Lingxi was just a mortal, unable to enjoy nutritious foods excessively, nor could he consu too much Fasting Elixir, so Luo Chen occasionally cooked for him.
For Luo Chen, this was not troubleso.
Living two lives, he spent most of the ti alone, so cooking was a regular task for him.
It was only during the three hundred years of cultivation that he neglected this skill.
Father and son quietly ate dinner in the bright cave mansion.
A chopstick of greens, a chopstick of rice.
With only one dish, their chopsticks often t.
After gulping three bowls of rice, the boy set down his bamboo chopsticks.
"Father, I’m full."
Luo Chen nodded, "If you’re full, go wash up and sleep, don’t stay up too late reading those travel notes I wrote."
The boy nodded obediently but hesitated before leaving, saying: "Father doesn’t need to cook for every day; this delays your cultivation. I can cook for myself, and Black King will also co with to find ingredients."
Luo Chen paused in picking up vegetables and looked at Luo Lingxi.
The boy bit his lip, insisting, "I’m already sixteen; I’ve grown up!"
In the silent mont, Luo Chen rely nodded.
"Then you cook for yourself. When I have ti, I’ll personally cook."
Relieved, Luo Lingxi returned to his room.
After he left, Luo Chen seed a little dazed.
Sixteen years old, huh?
The once little chubby boy had now grown up.
Apart from being slightly shorter than him, everything was healthy and well.
This also ant they had been at the Dark Abyss Sect for almost six years, spending a whole year in the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.
Previously, he never realized how quickly ti had passed.
A deep closed-door cultivation or a realm breakthrough often took years or decades.
But watching a child grow up slowly under his gaze made the passing of ti so clear.
"Maybe as Lingxi said, it truly can’t be delayed any longer."
Luo Chen tidied up the bowls and chopsticks and returned to his room.
Instead of cultivating, he started processing the batch of freshly harvested Hong Ling Grass, needed for pill refinent in a few days.
Only as dawn approached did he begin sitting in ditation for Qi Refinent.
...
In the wild, the boy ran swiftly, like a tiger or leopard.
Seeing a big tree, he rushed straight ahead, then locked onto his target, performing a hawk dive into the mountain canyon.
In no ti, he erged holding a rabbit.
"Big Black, see? I told you I could catch it myself without your suppressing aura to intimidate the animals!"
Black King slowly crawled out.
The still-alive rabbit glanced at him once and fainted imdiately.
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