Hearing this, Pan's father and Pan Ning exchanged a quick glance before turning their expectant gazes back to Feng Jiu.
Feng Jiu looked at the energetic little boy with the determined expression before her. A wave of fondness washed over her as she thought of her own brother's son. A gentle smile touched her lips as she asked, "Do you even know what cultivating immortality entails?"
"Immortality makes you super strong! If I become an immortal, maybe I can finally beat Muchen!" He glanced at Muchen and Yue'er, who were now approaching their mother, his mind still fixed on his long-standing rivalry. He was a boy, and older than Muchen, yet victory had always eluded him.
Feng Jiu's smile softened at the child's innocent ambition. She reached out and placed her hand gently on his head, then her eyebrows rose in surprise, and a soft laugh escaped her lips.
"I didn't expect him to be a natural martial arts prodigy."
