"With Master's abilities..."
"If he wanted to nurture you, you could have grown up extremely smoothly, without having to endure such hardships."
"After all, with talent like mine, Master still managed to help me achieve what I have today — let alone you, Brother Chu Feng."
Zi Ling's words at this moment were all transmitted via secret voice.
And Chu Feng knew that the Master Zi Ling referred to was certainly not the Sect Master of the Wolong Martial Sect, but rather… his father, Chu Xuanyuan.
"My father has his own considerations."
"And I believe his considerations are correct."
Chu Feng said with a faint smile.
He did not blame his father.
When he was young and naive, he had once thought that parents who gave birth to him but did not raise him deserved at least some resentment.
But ever since meeting his father and learning of what his father had been through, Chu Feng no longer felt even a shred of resentment. All he wanted was to seek justice on his father's behalf.
As for later, Chu Feng had come to feel that the mere gift of life from one's parents was already an immense kindness that could never be fully repaid — one should not be asking for more.
Having been born into this world, one ought to repay the kindness of one's parents, not simply take and take.
Moreover, Chu Feng also understood that his father's choice not to keep him by his side to raise him, but instead to let him grow on his own, was made with his own reasons.
"By the way, Zi Ling, do you know what cultivation level my father has reached?"
Chu Feng asked curiously.
In truth, his knowledge of his father might be even less than Zi Ling's.
After all, Chu Feng had only spent a very brief time with his father, whereas Zi Ling had trained under him for a period.
And Chu Feng had always been deeply curious about his father.
"I don't know Master's exact cultivation level either."
"But the impression Master gives me is that of a person who can do anything."
"If I had to say — I have never seen anyone as powerful as him."
"I once witnessed, with my own eyes, him destroy an entire world."
When Zi Ling spoke to this point, a flicker of fear appeared in her eyes.
"Destroy an entire world? Which world did he destroy?"
"How did he destroy it?"
But Chu Feng, far from being frightened, grew excited.
Destroying the heavens and shattering the earth — that had always been a phrase used to describe a cultivator's supreme power.
But Chu Feng had never truly witnessed a powerhouse capable of destroying an entire world.
And now it seemed that his father was precisely such a powerhouse.
"Master and Elder Yuan were able to leave a world behind and travel through the vast starry sky. From a distance among those stars, the many worlds all appeared as nothing more than tiny celestial bodies."
"At that time, it seemed Master discovered something within a lifeless world. With a casual wave of his hand, martial power surged forth and condensed into a giant sword."
"In that instant, the entire starry sky was illuminated by the radiance of that martial-power sword."
"Everything happened so fast that by the time I realized what was happening, the martial-power sword had already pierced through the world, splitting it in two, before reducing it to dust."
Zi Ling said.
"Does that mean my father, with nothing more than a casual wave of his hand, released a martial-power sword even larger than an entire world?"
Chu Feng was incredibly shocked.
"That world was quite far from us. Within my line of sight, it was merely a large spherical celestial body."
"And Master stood motionless in the void the entire time."
"If I had to estimate, the volume of that martial-power sword was likely several times greater than the world itself."
Zi Ling said.
"Several times greater?"
"Father has already grown that powerful?"
Chu Feng's heart was deeply shaken — he felt as though his scalp was tingling.
Even the smallest world was, to Chu Feng, an invincible and indestructible place. Yet his father had released that level of power with a mere flick of his wrist.
If multiple such worlds were connected together — wouldn't that mean a single strike from his father could destroy several worlds at once?