"In a few days, I'll take you to a place where your cultivation speed, while not as fast as in the spirit realm, will be countless times faster than in ordinary cultivation grounds. In three years, you might even break through to the Core Condensation realm on your own!" Yang Feilong said in a deep voice, looking at Yang Ping Tian.
"You possess a miniature world?" Yang Ping Tian's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something. His eyes lit up, clearly showing he knew quite a bit. He immediately guessed that such a place belonged to a miniature world.
Yang Feilong nodded.
"You are more capable than your father!" Yang Ping Tian looked at Yang Feilong with admiration, but soon his gaze filled with guilt. He had missed twenty years of his son's growth.
He wanted to compensate him, but for a moment, he didn't know how. After all, his son had grown to this point, not much weaker than himself. What could he possibly lack?
"It's normal for the student to surpass the teacher, isn't it?" Yang Feilong glanced at Yang Ping Tian.
Yang Ping Tian chuckled, not minding his son's teasing. Soon, his eyes lit up. "Son, let me introduce you to a girlfriend?"
"I have a girlfriend, and quite a few at that." Yang Feilong's forehead creased. It was clear his father lacked experience as a parent. After all, he didn't even know he had a child, and suddenly he had a son nearing twenty. It was no wonder he lacked experience.
"It's alright, the one I'm introducing you to is the most beautiful woman in the martial world," Yang Ping Tian said excitedly. "My son is so outstanding, having many girlfriends is never too many."
Yang Feilong looked at the enthusiastic Yang Ping Tian and helplessly spread his hands. "You only have one wife, Mother, and I haven't seen you find anyone else."
"I'm not like you. If I dared to find someone else, your mother would beat me to death!" Yang Ping Tian waved his hands. "Besides, my heart belongs only to your mother, and there's no room for any other woman."
Yang Feilong sighed inwardly. Although he didn't want to admit it, looking at Yang Ping Tian like this, he felt deeply moved. He had been hurt so deeply back then, yet his genuine feelings for his mother had never wavered. This was rare and showed the depth of their affection.
Compared to him, he was quite the scoundrel, Yang Feilong thought with self-mockery. Where did this amorous trait of his come from?
Perhaps, he lacked a woman like his mother who could control his father.
At this moment, a white-clothed figure appeared in his mind, his master, Bai Yi Die. If she hadn't chased him down the mountain, or if she had descended with him, perhaps his heart would have forever belonged only to her, and he wouldn't have a group of girlfriends like he did now.
The reason his father had become so devoted might have been his mother's discipline.
"I think the relationship between that woman and you is unusual," Yang Feilong said meaningfully, referring to the woman who had whipped him.
"We grew up together, but I've always treated her like a younger sister," Yang Ping Tian said dismissively. He paused and added, "Right, the girlfriend I want to introduce to you is her. Luo Xiangning, the most beautiful woman in the martial world during my youth. What do you think?"
Yang Feilong stumbled, almost falling to the ground. He looked at Yang Ping Tian in astonishment. "Are you serious? She's your childhood sweetheart. She clearly likes you and wants to be your wife, but you want to be her father-in-law?"
At this moment, Yang Feilong was so shocked by Yang Ping Tian's peculiar thought process that his jaw almost dropped.
"Why don't you help your father out? You said yourself that you have plenty of girlfriends, so one more won't matter. Besides, you've seen her appearance." Yang Ping Tian pleaded.
Yang Feilong was utterly speechless. "I really can't help with this. Isn't this just causing trouble?"
"What trouble? If your mother finds out, she'll pester me and get angry. I'm most afraid of your mother getting angry, and I truly have no romantic feelings for her. Thinking about it, changing from treating her as a sister to a daughter is also good. It's about taking care of her anyway. If your mother knew how I handled this, she'd definitely be very satisfied." Yang Ping Tian analyzed seriously. "Don't you want your mother to be happy?"
"I..." Yang Feilong was dumbfounded. How could this be linked to his mother?
He found himself feeling increasingly uncomfortable as he listened.
And was his mother really that domineering? Well, in matters of love, being a bit domineering was understandable.
"You've seen my mother. If you really found one or two women, she wouldn't mind," Yang Feilong said after thinking.
Yang Ping Tian shook his head. "Actually, the most important reason is that besides your mother, there is no room for any other woman in my heart. You have many women, you might not understand this."
Yang Feilong: "..."
"Moreover, even if your mother agreed, she might not be happy with me, because my heart truly cannot spare a part for her," Yang Ping Tian sighed and explained. "And she might not even realize that she doesn't actually like me."
"En?" Yang Feilong was stunned.
"Liking me might just be a fixation, or perhaps a habit!" Yang Ping Tian said slowly, hands behind his back. "If I truly had feelings for her, after being hurt so badly by you back then, she would have had an opportunity to enter my life. But in reality, neither she nor I took things further in that situation, which shows I had no romantic feelings for her. Now that I know your mother is suffering and her love for me has never changed, I certainly won't do that! I don't want her to waste more time on me, so I can only rely on you, my son, for help!"
Yang Feilong: "..."
"You can ask others for help! As the former number one beauty in the martial world, there should be quite a few admirers, right?" Yang Feilong said speechlessly.
"It's not that easy. Among the younger generation, I was the only one stronger than her back then. She likes strong men, men who can conquer her." Yang Ping Tian said softly. "Of course, elders are out of the question. She doesn't like men much older than her. But you're different. You're already stronger than her at twenty. If you try hard, and I assist you a bit, it shouldn't be a problem."
"..."
"She's seventeen or eighteen years older than me," Yang Feilong said with a resentful look at Yang Ping Tian.
"A woman seventeen or eighteen years older, and her children will be outstanding," Yang Ping Tian chuckled. "Besides, older women know how to take care of people."
"Who taught you those clever sayings?" Yang Feilong rolled his eyes.
"Your father, back then, was even more sharp-tongued than you," Yang Ping Tian said with his hands behind his back, sighing. "It was only after being smoothed by your mother and going through these twenty years... that I became much more reserved. But now, with my mood much better, the smoothed-out personality has bounced back a bit."
"..."
Alright, he was just making a fuss over nothing.