"Dang! I also cast a dome upon him. Your stepfather was lifting all the furniture around us," Ling Li responded, her eyes widening as she recalled the scene. The room had been in chaos, with furniture levitating and objects flying in unpredictable patterns.
"I will ask your Pap's parents tomorrow if anyone else in the family has black magic. They might know something. Black magic is rare and could be passed to the next generation," Ling Li further explained, her mind working through the implications of such power.
"His black magic is that strong!" Shi Min's surprise was evident, his eyes widening. He and Ling Li both had mystic mastery. They were well-versed in the complexities of black magic, yet the revelation still astonished him.
"Mom, it looks like we have found three new geniuses in the family. If you had not decided to cultivate them further in martial arts, we wouldn't even know," Shi Min laughed, the sound a mixture of pride and disbelief.