Yang Shan looked at Qi Yuan's retreating figure, his gaze immensely complex, "Could he really... be a genius?"
No, that's not right, he's sick!
Even if I acknowledged him as my father, even if he broke through the Martial Arts Limit, my Bloodline would not Transition, because we have no blood relation at all!"
Yang Shan felt that Qi Yuan's way of thinking had bamboozled him.
Acknowledging a father won't do.
And... is the Martial Arts Limit that easy to break?
Since ancient times, how many extraordinary Martial Arts Geniuses have emerged, yet none have ever broken the limit?
Thinking of something, he sent a message to an old friend.
"I've encountered a real Martial Arts Genius, his talent is a great deal stronger than mine was when I was younger!"
"Oh, such a good seedling, when do you plan to take him under your wing?" The reply came quickly.