The old man in the green robe nodded and said, "As the ancients said, to accomplish great things, one must first endure hardships, fatigue of the muscles and bones, hunger, and emptiness. I hope he can persevere through these trials."
The old man in the red robe stared at the distant two and said, "Perhaps we can provide some help to Dugu Bubai to stimulate Li Xiaoqiang's growth."
"That's a good suggestion. Let's turn Dugu Bubai into a whetstone, hoping to sharpen Li Xiaoqiang into an even sharper, more chilling blade."
"Okay."
Li Xiaoqiang was completely unaware that Dugu Bubai had become his whetstone, and behind him stood the guidance of the Martial God. Li Xiaoqiang would only slowly explore the path of future growth step by step.
If Li Xiaoqiang knew about the discussions between the two Martial Gods about him, he would also chuckle.
In Li Xiaoqiang's heart, the path of his growth relied mainly on himself and a few sporadic relatives who could help him.
