When the rooms in this house were first being assigned, he'd picked the best and prettiest one for his own sister.
Chaoyang had furnished it with everything she would need.
Now, however, it was uninhabitable.
Their destructive power was simply too great.
Feng Moxi smiled at the still-stunned Ouyang Qingcheng. "Dad, this is my new little sister. Please take good care of her."
Ouyang Qingcheng's deadpan expression twitched slightly. "No more fighting. Get some rest and conserve your energy."
With that, he turned and went out. He needed to focus on his own Cultivation and increase his strength.
'Although the little girl didn't seem as strong as him now, give it time... Pfft, it probably wouldn't even take a year for her to surpass him.'
'No wonder the Old Master once remarked that for Qi Cultivation, the younger you start, the better the results.'
'Take Ouyang Di, for example. His Combat Power already surpassed the second and third sons of the Ouyang Family.'
