Chapter 9

C9 – Threefold Increase

Hearing Yun Ling’s words, Yun Jinglin staggered and left without saying anything.

Yun Ling looked at Yun Jinglin’s slightly thin back and thought that her father had also started to age.

Without thinking too much, Yun Ling’s fist began to fiercely strike the Combat Strength Detector. He was determined to completely comprehend the elementary Celestial Skill, Thunderous Fist.

A few days passed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

1100...

1800...

2600...

3450...

The Thunderous Fist was about to be fully comprehended.

Looking at the numbers on the Combat Strength Detector, Yun Ling wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He did not rest and continued to punch the Combat Strength Detector.

In the past few days, he had punched the Combat Strength Detector countless times.

1105...

2210...

The next sign-up was an Intermediate Sign-up!

He wondered what kind of sign-up reward he would receive.

When he returned home.

Yun Ling took a shower and prepared to rest.

In the past few days, he had been exhausted from comprehending the Thunderstorm Fist. His current physical attributes were only at the level of a Junior Martial Apprentice.

He slept until night time.

Yun Ling woke up and went to the living room. She found her parents, Yun Wei and Yun Chu, sitting on the sofa watching the martial arts television show.

The Martial Cultivator TV Series were all about the fights between martial cultivators and fierce beasts. For ordinary people, such a scene was too shocking.

“Little Feng, you’re up.”

Seeing Yun Ling come out of the room, Yun Jinglin smiled.

He did not tell anyone that Yun Ling was already a powerful warrior, but he knew that he was proud of his son.

When he first met Yun Ling, he was scared by his hateful eyes and retreated. Fortunately, he adopted him.

Yun Jinglin knew that his son’s future achievements would be limitless. He could be considered to have brought glory to his ancestors.

Huo Qin took out the food that she had prepared a long time ago. After Yun Ling finished eating, his sister Yun Chu came over.

“Brother, you will be going to the Annan Academy in three days. When that time comes, we will have less chances to meet.”

Yun Chu muttered.

After saying that, Yun Chu thought of something. She turned her gaze to Yun Jinglin and seemed to hesitate to speak. It was as if she had something to say but could not.