Su Qingfeng cracked his knuckles and spoke, hiding his true feelings.
In his heart, he was genuinely shocked.
This was way too fast.
It was almost two-thirds faster than he imagined. Thankfully, he grasped the resurrection technique first, or else he would have been mocked by his son.
This situation was almost embarrassing.
"Although I hoped my son would surpass me, there's a bit of sourness in my heart!"
Su Qingfeng sighed inwardly.
"Son, I'll catch a few Omen Crows for you, just stay here and don't move."
As he finished speaking, Su Qingfeng felt his own back looked somewhat staggering.
My son has grown up, does that mean I'm old?
I don't want to get old.
"Dad, can you catch first-grade Omen Crows?"
Su Yue quickly asked.
He could seal three third-grade Omen Crows on his own, and thirty second-grade ones.
If they were first-grade, due to their weak Qi Blood fluctuations, Su Yue could seal about 300 of them.
"What do you need first-grade Omen Crows for?"
