Chapter 584: Mortal Handprint

"What did you say, my son? You've only been cultivating for less than three months! Xu Gong has already reached the strength of 'Marrow Tempering and Spirit Condensing', and you..." Xu Wentian's face suddenly changed as he stood up anxiously and spoke, not concealing his doting and protectiveness for Yan Moshan at all.

He had decided that no matter what, he'd not allow Yan Moshan to take any risks. Should anything serious happen, how could he explain it to his wife who had already passed away?

"Father, I have made up my mind, please let me try," Yan Moshan said with unwavering determination in his eyes, forcing Xu Wentian to swallow the words he was about to say and after a long look at Yan Moshan, he sighed helplessly and nodded his head.