Chapter 9: Bloodthirsty White Wolf King
When he logged out of the game, it was already 5 in the afternoon. Feng Xiao took a short nap, after all because of the «Rebirth» beta last night, he was so excited he hadn't slept well.
When he woke, it was around 7 pm. Feng Xiao gave his little sister that was at school a call and the ate a simple dinner. Then he sat down and meditated.
Not feeling the flow of any kind of aura, Feng Xiao could only helplessly sigh, "After practicing the Chaotic Art for sixteen years, I still can't break through the threshold. The fact that I'm stuck in the first level, adoptive father would be very disappointed."
Thinking of his adoptive father, Feng Xiao's mood became even heavier…...Many complicated emotions like yearning, warmth, doubts, sadness, hatred were all intertwined. Feng Xiao's mind went through a large change in emotions.
Feng Xiao's adoptive father was a very mysterious person. He was so mysterious that even Feng Xiao who had lived with him for 22 years could not figure him out.
When he was three, he had been reprimanded several times not to call him "father" and to call him by "adoptive father", this ancient sounding title. Only caring about what he thought, he didn't even care about the mental endurance of a 3 year old child.
When he was four years old, he began to practice the Chaotic Art. Feng Xiao would hear multiple times that he was the only person in the world that could practice this technique. But what was strange was the Feng Xiao had practiced this technique for over ten years and still had not felt a single bit of aura developing, which could be considered inner strength. But his physique and speed had increased at a shocking rate, even surpassing his adoptive father.
But his adoptive father was only stern when it came to practicing, normally he was a very kind and caring father. In order to take care of him and his little sister, he had given up travelling, pursuing the peak of martial arts, his legitimate children, his home country of China, and raised them all by himself. A single man raising two kinds, facing all kinds of sufferings. The brother and sister silently watched it all and were incredibly moved.
His adoptive father would normally say a lot of strange things and do a lot of strange actions, like teaching cultivation techniques that he could not practice or even talking out loud in a strange language. The thing that Feng Xiao found the most mysterious and shocking was the fact that his adoptive father would sometimes go into details about things that had yet to happen. Feng Xiao always believed that if someone told him that his adoptive father was a deity, he would not have found it strange.