Yu Xuan couldn't see the Martial Ancestor's expression clearly through the faint glow surrounding him, but if he could, he would've definitely laughed.
For five long minutes, silence hung thick in the air.
Finally, the Martial Ancestor spoke.
"…Alright. Though there may not be visible changes to your body, your strength has clearly improved. And with the knowledge from the inheritance, you now possess a great advantage over your peers."
If the Martial Ancestor knew that almost none of that inherited energy remained in Yu Xuan's body — and that it had all been devoured by two very lazy eggs, he would probably cough up blood on the spot and strangle Yu Xuan.
"Anyway…" the Martial Ancestor exhaled softly, his aura dimming, "it seems my time is approaching."
Yu Xuan stepped forward and bowed.
"Master, I have a request."
The Martial Ancestor raised an eyebrow.
"Speak."
"Can you produce different enemies for me to fight? I want to test my new strength."
