Of course, it didn't matter that Li Lin was clueless.
Li Chang'an would figure it out himself.
He sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly sank into silence.
While circulating his qi and blood to complete his training in the Martial Saint Realm, he activated his Heaven-defying Comprehension, using Li Lin's few cryptic words to deduce the outline and structure of an Immortal Skill.
...
Time passed, second by second.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Li Chang'an ended his training, stood up, and opened the door. He looked up to see Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou standing at the entrance, his expression complex. "Lad," he said, "I heard from the Ancestor that your achievements in the Martial Dao have already surpassed his?"
Li Chang'an smiled and said modestly, "Father, you praise me too much. Your son has only made some minor achievements. It's not worth mentioning!"
