Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

"Good boy..." Martial God quickly turned around and steadied himself. He looked at Wu Lai who was standing on the other side. There was vigilance in his eyes. Wu Lai had done nothing. In other words, this was purely the instinctive reaction of Wu Lai's body.    

    

To be more precise, it was the self-protection of his body.    

    

"Dad!" Wu Lai hurriedly called out, afraid that something would happen to his father, Martial God. He also looked at his hands in confusion. He really hadn't done anything just now. Why was he sent flying?    

    

"It's fine, it's fine. You're really amazing now. Dad, I can't beat you!" Martial God was not angry at all. Instead, he was very excited. There was only a little bit of emotion in his words.    

    

"Of course. This is my son. Of course he is stronger than you." Murong Xue said in an especially arrogant manner.    

    

"He said it as if he is not my son." Martial God muttered.    

    

The old man had no interest in listening to the quarrel between the old man and his wife. Instead, he looked at Wu Lai and said, "Little Wu Lai, quickly put away that Immortal Sword."    

    

Upon hearing the old man's words, Wu Lai immediately waved his hand and the Bone Sword appeared in his hand.    

    

"Immortal sword, grandpa, is this really an immortal sword?" When Wu Lai grabbed the Bone Sword, his entire being changed. His aura had reached its peak at this moment. The old man couldn't help but take a step back.    

    

This pressure was the same as a true immortal.    

    

On this earth, only Wu Lai had this kind of strength.    

    

"There's a good saying in Huaxia, since ancient times, heroes come from young men. This sentence was very appropriate for Little Wu Lai. Have any of you ever thought that there would be a twenty year old little guy? His cultivation base had reached the peak, and he was only a step away from the true ascension of his fleshly body. How about entering the Celestial Realm?" The old man sighed with emotion. "Who would have thought that there would be someone on this earth who could rely on his own strength? He forged an immortal sword and even successfully passed the Heavenly Dao's punishment. Although no one is in the immortal class, this sword must be an immortal sword. "    

    

Wu Lai looked at the Bone Sword. Originally, under the Immortal Tribulation, cracks had already appeared on the surface of the sword, but now, the cracks had disappeared, replaced by golden lines.    

    

There were a total of nine golden lines that looked like lightning on the surface of the sword. In their eyes, these nine lines seemed to be circulating continuously, appearing exceptionally profound.    

    

"Grandpa, when the time comes, this sword should be able to make those foreign monsters disappear completely." Wu Lai played with the Immortal Sword in his hand, his eyes filled with confidence. He was even sure that when he encountered those foreign monsters again... He didn't even use the Immortal Sword in his hand. Just the strength of his current physique... He could slaughter them all!    

    

At the very least, he was certain that the foreign monster would be turned into a corpse by his fist with just one punch.    

    

"You have to be careful, you aren't too strong yet. Even if the immortal sword has a spirit, it will still choose its master. If you aren't careful, then... Your immortal clan will most likely directly sever all relations with you." The old man said with a frown. Back in Celestial Realm... There were many such incidents, especially the material of the sword. But the skeleton of the foreign creature!