"Yes, Father."
Lu Quanzhen also knows his own situation, that he is not suited to form a core in front of a large crowd.
If he were to attempt Core Formation in the Immortal City, drawing attention from the masses, it might cause trouble for the city.
"Settle your situation well during these days. If you have any questions about Core Formation, you can ask me later."
Since Lu Quanzhen's situation was resolved, Lu Changsheng also rose to rest.
Having exhausted his essence blood these days while protecting his son, he felt somewhat fatigued and needed to recuperate for several months.
"Da Jin, you've also been through a lot."
Lu Changsheng glanced at the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng and patted its slightly dimmed golden feathers.
Then handed the badly injured Void Kun over to it.
Though the two had different and vastly contrasted attributes.
