High Martial: I’m a White-Haired Grandmaster, and I Can Hear My Son’s Thoughts

In a high-martial-arts apocalypse, Ning Chuan is nearly seventy, his vital energy is failing, and he’s at a loss. Then he suddenly discovers he can hear his son’s thoughts, and that his son is reborn.

Ning Chuan: “Son, don’t you think my cultivation technique is a bit outdated?”

Son: “It’s not bad.”

[Holy crap, it’s not just outdated, it’s ridiculously outdated!]

[Just you wait, Dad. I’ll find you an insanely powerful cultivation technique that’ll blow away the whole universe.]

[Huh? Dad, hold on. You’ve only just started cultivating, so how did your combat power already double?]

[Holy crap, you became the Human Emperor at seventy? Dad, you’re freaking amazing!]