Chapter 172: I Think I Just Saw My Great-Grandma!

Naomi Zorn and Giselle Scurr's eyes lit up at the same time. If they could become Martial Artists too, even the most ordinary kind, they would at least have some way to protect themselves. If they ever ran into danger or trouble again, they would not be so helpless. "Well…" Atreus Lyson hesitated, unsure how to answer. The point was, he was not a Martial Artist at all. He was a genuine cultivator. There was a fundamental difference. "Atreus, come on. Teach us," Naomi coaxed, looping her arm...