After a long time, Qin Zi returned to his room in a daze.
Meanwhile, Qin Chuan lay on the lounge chair with a slightly inebriated expression, a grin slowly forming on his face like that of a drunkard.
Another hidden peril resolved!
After today, both his opportunistic son and the guy in the ring will no longer question why he is so strong at such a young age.
Not only that.
He also stated that in this life, after cultivating to the Martial Emperor realm, he directly shattered the void and went to the upper realm!
This perfectly explains his lack of worldly experience—it's not that he hasn't seen the big world, it's that he went straight to a bigger world and neglected this small world!!
From now on, if there's any major force or famous thing he doesn't recognize, it's just ordinary.
As for what the upper realm is actually like, or even if it exists at all... that's not important.
After all, he hasn't been there, nor have his opportunistic son or the guy in the ring. Since no one knows, isn't it up to him to make it up?
He's a professional at fabricating backstories.
If that so-called upper realm really exists, they'll all go there together in the future, and he can continue making things up!
"Not only that... I can also use my non-existent old friend for manipulation."
He had previously told his opportunistic son that he met an older friend at sixteen, went to the upper realm at eighteen, and when he returned two years later, that old friend had already passed away.
This was not a random statement.
It was a calculated plan.
He had long purchased the corresponding intelligence from Tingyu Building, selecting several "old friend candidates" whose death times matched.
He is now thirty-seven years old, and his "old friend" died when he was about nineteen, which was eighteen years ago!
Indeed, eighteen years ago, a major event occurred in the Jiuyang Dynasty, and several Heaven-Reaching realm figures died!
These figures, not only powerful in their own right, but their respective forces also had deep foundations.
He can assign the identity of "old friend" to any of these figures at any time.
After all, these people are dead and cannot refute him.
As for these people's friends, family, or descendants, they cannot deny his identity as a "generational uncle."
You don't know me?
You haven't heard of me?
It's right that you don't know!
Drinking with your dad in the same brothel, banging gongs in the same trench, how could you know such things??
It directly leaves the other party speechless!
In theory, he has thoroughly investigated these people, and any of them can become his "old friend."
As for who will ultimately receive this honor, it depends on which descendant his opportunistic son encounters first...
Whoever he meets is the one!
After all, it's a big trap set for his opportunistic son.
"Ding! Feng Cang of the sixth level of the Nirvana realm has developed killing intent towards your son. In line with the principle of boundless fatherly love and the necessity of the father winning, your cultivation will be elevated to the fourth level of the Nirvana realm!"
At this moment, the system's prompt sounded.
Qin Chuan's lips curled up; it seems the Feng family is aware of Wind Howl's death and has identified Qin Zi as the culprit.
This is normal.
After all, when Qin Zi was chasing Wind Howl, so many people saw it, making him the prime suspect.
Although this does not necessarily prove Qin Zi is the murderer, it's common for the Feng family to kill the prime suspect in frustration when unable to find the real killer.
"Something doesn't add up!"
Suddenly, Qin Chuan furrowed his brow. Why had his cultivation only risen to the fourth level of the Nirvana realm this time?
Last time, when his opportunistic son offended Master Pang Qi of the third level of the Nirvana realm, his cultivation directly rose to the third level.
Yet this time, when his opportunistic son offended Feng Cang of the sixth level of the Nirvana realm, his cultivation only increased to the fourth level!
It only increased by one level!!
"System, do you have to be so stingy?"
Qin Chuan's mouth twitched. Even if his Nirvana fourth level was enough to crush the opponent, there's no need for this.
"Ding! For the host's long-term development, it's inappropriate for cultivation to rise too quickly, or the foundation might become unstable."
"Ding, but according to system rules, if the host's cultivation doesn't rise to the same level as the enemy, compensation must be provided."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for receiving the system compensation of a top-tier Heaven-Reaching Secret Technique: Nine Dragons Combat Qi!"
The system's voice sounded.
Suddenly, Qin Chuan felt as if there was a sea of magma boiling within him, teeming with violent energy.
And a total of nine silver-white dragon-shaped auras were swimming and frolicking in the magma sea, mysterious and powerful.
These nine dragon-shaped auras, fierce and domineering, gave him a feeling that once unleashed, there would be nothing they couldn't break!
"Such formidable power."
Qin Chuan clenched his fist, his heart suddenly filled with unparalleled delight.
He finally had a Divine Technique to show, and he no longer had to feel inadequate in front of that guy in the ring.
Previously, in battle, he always used basic attacks, never daring to use any martial arts or skills.
Why?
Because he had no martial arts befitting an "invincible powerhouse."
If he used low-level martial arts, the guy in the ring would think: Isn't he an invincible powerhouse? Why is he using such low-level martial arts? And it seems he hasn't even mastered them well, lacking finesse.
As soon as the other party thought this way, the persona of him being an invincible powerhouse would be nearing collapse.
One might say, he was like an ordinary young man pretending to be a sophisticated high-roller, unable to afford an expensive coat. What could he do? Just don't wear a coat at all! Show off his eight-pack abs, pretending to flaunt individuality...
But now.
He finally had a somewhat decent cover, no longer needing to "run naked" like before.
Time flew by.
Before long, it was deep into the night.
Qin Chuan calculated the time, estimating the Feng family's experts would come knocking tomorrow.
He's prepared to escape overnight.
Your opportunistic son has to face this wave from Feng Cang on his own.
Because if he wipes out Feng Cang, then Feng Cang's father, Feng Lan of the ninth level of the Nirvana realm, would target him.
This is somewhat risky.
He's unwilling to take risks, even if there's a ninety percent chance of winning, it's still unacceptable.
Ninety percent chance, rounding off, that's nine times out of ten he'd die!
As for his opportunistic son's safety, he wasn't worried at all. The true life of a trash-flow protagonist is tougher than a cockroach.
One might say, even if he himself died, his opportunistic son wouldn't die so easily.
Thus, when the drunkenness had almost passed, he went to Qin Zi's bedroom door.
The door wasn't closed, Qin Zi was sitting on the bed cultivating.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Qin Chuan knocked on the door.
Qin Zi immediately woke from his cultivation, saw it was Qin Chuan, and asked with a smile, "Dad, do you need something?"
Qin Chuan didn't speak.
He silently walked in, stood at the bedside, gently patted Qin Zi's head, and whispered, "Xiao Zi, Dad has to go out again."
"What happened?"
Qin Zi was slightly startled.
He didn't think about the Feng family because he didn't know Wind Howl was dead, nor that the Feng family wanted to kill him.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care, after all, the Feng family is nothing but ants in front of Dad!
"Someone broke the Jade Talisman I gave to an old friend back in the day, so I should check if he's in trouble."
Qin Chuan said seriously.
"What is the identity of this old friend?"
Qin Zi asked nervously, remembering that Dad had said that forcibly recovering too much cultivation in a short time would harm one's foundation!
"He's just an ordinary woodcutter. I met him in the mountains once; his words gave me some inspiration, a small favor."
Qin Chuan smiled and shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Qin Zi relaxed, thinking that if it was just a woodcutter, then the trouble he encountered shouldn't be too serious.
He took a deep breath and smiled, "Then go ahead, Dad, don't worry about me. I'm very safe in Minghao City."
"Mm."
Qin Chuan nodded, reached out to pat his son's head, and a kind smile appeared on his handsome face.
Not just very safe.
It's exceptionally safe!!
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