"You're back?"

The sudden sound in the pitch-black room startled Su's father.

Su Nanlin (Su's father) turned around and saw his wife standing in the corridor, holding a table lamp.

After Su Nanlin left home and went out alone, Su's mother also had difficulty sleeping. After tossing and turning in bed all night, she finally heard a noise outside the door.

This made her stand up and walk towards the living room.

Unexpectedly, it startled Su Nanlin, but after seeing who it was, Su Nanlin was no longer nervous and simply hid the cash in his hand.

He then solemnly picked up the small golden bottle containing the blood essence and walked towards his room.

Su Nanlin is relatively satisfied with today's results.

Don't be fooled by the fact that you only got this one bottle of Blood Qi Water in the end; the concentration of Blood Qi Water in this bottle is much higher than the others!

The remaining money was enough for Su Nanlin to go to the Liu Family Chamber of Commerce and buy another bottle!

Two bottles of Blood Qi Water should be enough to help Su Feng cross the 2.0 barrier and head towards the 3.0 barrier!

Whether he can truly overcome the 3.0 barrier, or even challenge the Martial Academy, depends on Su Feng's luck!

After the two returned to their room, upon hearing what Su Nanlin had said, a smile, a rare sight for Su's mother, appeared on her face. "In that case, there is hope for Xiaofeng!"

"I'll cook him something delicious tomorrow. This time, at least we didn't hold Xiaofeng back!"

Su Nanlin said smugly, "Look at what you're saying, with me here, how could I possibly hold Xiaofeng back!"

"However, what happened tonight is quite peculiar!"

"The blue figure I saw in the ghost market felt strangely familiar the moment I saw it!"

“I even think…this guy looks like our Xiaofeng!” As he spoke, Su Nanlin’s eyes turned toward his son’s room.

That sense of familiarity, emanating from the depths of his soul, instantly gave rise to a terrifying thought in Su Nanlin's mind.

But this idea was forcibly suppressed by Su Nanlin as soon as it was born!

How could this possibly be his own son!

His own son was just an ordinary person who wasn't even a martial artist.

The blue figure that appeared in the ghost market was a powerful figure who could send a martial artist flying with the slightest movement, or even leave them in a precarious situation!

This kind of expert is definitely a martial artist of extremely high level!

Even the city lord of Jiangcheng might not be able to reach that level of martial artist!

My own child... how could it be!

"It seems I was overthinking it. Xiao Feng is a child we've watched grow up. How could he possibly have become a martial artist without our knowledge!"

"Impossible!" Su Nanlin waved his hand, banishing these seemingly unrealistic ideas from his mind.

He put the small gold bottle away and then fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

......

The next day.

Su Feng was the first to get up and start busying himself in the kitchen.

Since acquiring this level of cultivation, Su Feng has felt no fatigue whatsoever, even after a busy night.

After exhaling a heavy breath in the morning, all the fatigue vanishes with that breath.

After preparing breakfast, Su Feng began knocking on each room door to wake up his family.

"Knock knock knock!"

Su Feng gently knocked on Su Muyun's door. This girl loved to stay in bed, and Su Feng usually had to call her three or four times to actually wake her up.

In addition, she is a little grumpy when she wakes up.

If you speak too loudly when you call her, or if you knock on the door too loudly.

She'll get impatient...

Insult her brother!

"Su Muyun, it's time to get up!"

"This is the third time I've called you. If you don't get up now, you won't get any breakfast today!" Although Su Feng had the cultivation of an Immortal Emperor, he still maintained his original habits when facing his family.

At least in terms of waking Su Muyun up, there hasn't been much change.

Su Muyun stretched lazily in the room, and her two white, soft breasts leaped out from under the covers.

Su Muyun doesn't like to be too restrained when she sleeps, so no one can enter her room without permission.

Even Su's mother is not an option!

"Okay!"

"Keep nagging me! You're so annoying, brother!"

Su Muyun, still half asleep, put on her clothes neatly and then slowly walked towards the door.

After opening the door, Su Feng was seen standing there, his face flushed red. Su Muyun waved to Su Feng and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, brother?"

"I didn't yell at you today! You can't get back at me when you get the chance!"

Su Feng saw that Su Muyun had come out of the room. He didn't say anything, just coughed twice, and walked towards Su Nanlin's room.

Just by silently chanting it aloud, it's clear that this divine sense is indeed not easy to control!

At least for now, within a ten-kilometer radius, even scenes that Su Feng doesn't want to see will still frantically try to cram into his mind.

This caused Su Feng immense pain.

Fortunately, his powerful mental strength allowed Su Feng to process this information.

Otherwise, Su Feng's head would have exploded long ago!

The Su couple, on the contrary, were much more self-aware. They had already come to their senses when Su Feng called Su Muyun.

She left her room almost at the same time as Su Muyun, so as not to have her child call her again.

Su Nanlin took the initiative to sit down at the dining table, and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the delicious dishes his son had prepared early in the morning.

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