Bang... Bang... Bang...
From within the Blood Pool, silhouettes emerged from the water.
"Thank you, Ming'an City Lord." Fifty Martial Artists stepped out from the Blood Pool and saluted the Ming'an City Lord.
"There's no need for courtesy." The Ming'an City Lord waved his hand.
He then hurriedly approached Xiao Yi with urgency in his expression.
Xiao Yi left the Blood Pool, carrying the child out with him.
After all, the child had just barely achieved Martial Arts Enlightenment and was not as strong as a Postnatal Martial Artist, lacking the power to leap from that massive Blood Pool.
Upon sensing the child, the Ming'an City Lord's face lit up with joy.
"Good, very good."
"Ming'er, you've perfectly passed your Martial Arts Enlightenment. Your future accomplishments in martial arts will surely surpass those of your father."
The Ming'an City Lord was all smiles.
A father naturally wishes for his son to have a better future as a Martial Artist.
