Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

“Lu Dong, Luo An, Zou Ping, Zhao Yuanwu, Luo Cheng… none of these are unfamiliar faces. I remember clearly, the year before the founding, you were all still at an age where you wet your pants, and in a blink of an eye, over ten years have passed. Now not only have you all grown up, but you also have Cold Resistance Level cultivation…”

Xia Hong looked at the front row of Lu Dong, Luo An, and Zou Ping, with genuine emotion on his face. Among these children, he had the deepest impression of Luo An and Zou Ping.

He remembered clearly, back when they hadn’t yet reached Cold Resistance Level, these two little ones were not even six years old and loved to peek at him practicing boxing. Now, ten plus years have passed in a blink, and the two are almost twenty, grown men now.

Hearing Xia Hong’s description of them wetting their pants, naturally, Lu Dong, Luo An, and the others showed a bit of embarrassment in front of their elders, but soon, they recovered. However, the sixth member of the youth group, Luo Cheng, looked up at Xia Hong above, his emotions exceptionally stirred.

Xia Hong quickly noticed Luo Cheng’s gaze and, remembering their brief master-disciple relationship in the Beehive, flashed a faint encouraging smile, first nodding slightly to him, then glancing at the 16 Great Xia scions below, and continued with a smile:

“The outcome of a competition doesn’t mean much. Cultivation lies in perseverance, Cold Resistance Level is just a starting point, how far you can go in the future, become stronger, surpass your elders, or even me, depends on your future performance. Sixteen top-grade War Bodies, talent-wise, you are not inferior to anyone. Resource-wise, today among the Nine Towns, there should be no one who can compare with you!”