Chapter 41 Chicken Soup

After checking the stone pool space and finding no changes today, Yang Zhenshan took a pot of Spiritual Spring Water and turned to leave the room to boil water.

Before the water had even boiled, he heard a clamor from the courtyard.

"Dad, Dad~~"

Yang Mingzhi ran into the hall while calling out.

"What's the matter?" Yang Zhenshan did not bother to lift his head and kept looking at his water.

"Dad, I've become a Martial Artist!" Yang Mingzhi stood in front of him, putting on a look that begged for compliments.

However, Yang Zhenshan merely glanced at him and just uttered two words.

"Not bad!"

"..."

Yang Mingzhi looked at him dumbfounded.

Not bad!

Just two words?

So perfunctory?

"Dad, I've become a Martial Artist!" Yang Mingzhi felt that Yang Zhenshan might not have understood and repeated himself.

Yang Zhenshan waved his hand impatiently and said, "I know! Now that you are a Martial Artist, you mustn't slack off, strive harder in your cultivation from now on!"