"Godfather, you barely evaded death, didn't you?" Tianming said as he looked ahead coldly.

"Well, I was this close to dying. Thankfully, I was born with plot armor. I survived, didn't I? Isn't that badass?" Li Wudi said as he leaned on the wall. Even though he was weakened, he didn't forget to praise himself.

"Badass indeed. So, what do you think?"

"I've seen how sinister that old bastard can be, and I'm going to give it my all to resist him. Given how I survived, despite how badly he thrashed me, I’ll definitely squash him under my foot one day!" Li Wudi said bloodthirstily. What he didn't mention was how he was this close from being obliterated if the Evil Suppression Formation hadn’t been deployed in time.

"I'll tag along, what do you say?"

"Hehe... we'll see if you're truly a genius, or just a dumbass. I worry you won't be able to catch up to my cultivation speed."

"Hahaha...." Even though they weren't truly father and son, they sure were bonded like a family. Li Muyang was a distant figure Tianming hadn't met before, so Li Wudi was the closest thing he had to a...