It was difficult to improve from level six to level eight of Dream Origin Stage within less than twenty years. Ye Nantian reached level eight from level three, in a world that was extremely poor and with an unhealthy condition.
That was a miracle!
However, when Ye Nantian thought of this, he thought of his dear son.
His son was his biggest pride in his life!
It was his son who cured his hidden wound. When he was in that poor world, it was his son who gave him a martial art to improve him!
He was sure that as long as he kept cultivating himself with that martial art, he would reach Dao Origin Stage within two years!
The old Ye was completely shocked. [Level eight of Dream Origin Stage!]
[How is that possible!]
His son, who was recognized as useless, actually brought back such a shocking news!
"Your wounds? Cured?" The old Ye asked, "The medicines I gave you, it worked?"
Hearing that, Ye Nantian felt the warmth in his heart.
