In a short span of time, the entire Luo family was wiped out, and even the imposing incarnation of the Vast Sea God King had become a prisoner.
This scene left the surrounding onlookers in shock, their scalps tingling and legs trembling uncontrollably.
Would they be silenced next?
Many people wanted to flee, but no one dared to make any rash moves.
"You all may leave," Qin Chuan's gaze swept over the crowd, his voice authoritative. "I don't wish to kill unnecessarily today. But as for what happened here—what to say and what not to say—you should think carefully."
"Y-Yes! Yes!"
"We understand! We won't say anything, we saw nothing, we know nothing!"
The crowd vowed fervently.
As they carefully retreated, constantly glancing at Qin Chuan to ensure he wouldn't change his mind, they quickly dispersed, fleeing like scattered birds and beasts.
Watching the retreating backs of the crowd, Qin Zi asked anxiously, "Father, do you think they really won't speak about this?"
Qin Chuan shook his head and replied, "There are no walls that don't leak. Even if none of them speak, it's not certain that it can be hidden. So, it doesn't matter what they do. Why add more needless killing?"
He continued, "Remember this: never act with the thought of silencing others. If you can't bear the consequences of your actions, don't take those actions."
Qin Zi nodded solemnly, understanding his father's lesson.
Then, suddenly, his eyes brightened, and he asked excitedly, "Father, does this mean you're not worried about the Luo family's revenge?"
Qin Chuan smiled mysteriously.
He stood with his hands behind his back, tilting his head slightly upward, his expression calm and composed. "Heh, the Luo family is nothing worth worrying about."
Boom!
A wave of overwhelming confidence radiated from him, crashing into Qin Xiao Zhu like a solid force, leaving him a little dazed.
His heart raced.
He was thrilled.
From his father's words, he sensed a signal—his father's power had already surpassed the level where even God Kings could threaten him!
If that was the case, what was there to fear?
The world was at their feet. They could act recklessly, with absolute arrogance and impunity!
...
Sploosh!
A light yellow splash erupted from the dung pit, as if something heavy had just sunk into it.
The next moment, the unconscious Vast Sea God King woke up, and he froze.
Where was he?
A dung pit?!
He was furious, almost to the point of madness.
He, a dignified God King, was being soaked in this filthy, vile place? It was an insult beyond words!
"Hehe, old man, enjoying yourself?"
A mocking voice came from above.
The Vast Sea God King looked through the yellowish dung water and saw a young, infuriating face peering down at him over the edge of the pit.
The reflection on the water distorted the face slightly, making it look like a fish staring up at a pig snorting water.
"You!!"
The Vast Sea God King's gaze turned cold. He recognized the boy—he was the son of the one who had ambushed him!
"How dare you humiliate me like this! When I break free, I will obliterate you!!"
Even a God King could lose their composure when pushed to the limit. When one's pride is trampled on, even the calmest can go mad.
"Break free? You're dreaming."
Qin Zi sneered, lifting a wooden bucket from behind him. "No, you won't be breaking free, but there's plenty of fresh dung where this came from."
With that, he tipped the bucket over.
Sploosh!
A large quantity of filthy waste poured into the pit, quickly dissolving into the water, making the originally yellowish liquid become murkier.
Adding more, no extra cost.
The Vast Sea God King's vision blurred as his sight was obscured, and then a foul stench hit him, overwhelming his senses.
"Ahhh!! I will kill you!!" he roared, his remaining energy surging as his body lit up, seemingly ready to explode with power.
But he was bound by layers of seals, with several ropes imbued with Heavenly God-level power tying him down. There was no way to break free.
Sploosh!
Sploosh!
Qin Zi said little, continuing to dump bucket after bucket of waste into the pit, as though he truly intended to keep his word about the endless supply.
Finally, the Vast Sea God King couldn't take it anymore. He screamed, his voice tearing through the air, "You little bastard, you'll regret this!!!"
With that...
Cracks appeared on his body, as if magma was about to burst forth. His body glowed brightly before exploding.
Vanished into thin air.
"Huh? He died?" Qin Zi was startled, still holding a bucket mid-pour, frozen in place.
"He escaped," Qin Chuan suddenly appeared behind him, speaking calmly. "That was just a manifestation of his will. Now that it's been destroyed, his real body will suffer some damage, but he has at least escaped the torment of humiliation."
For someone of his power, the greatest torment was the degradation of their dignity. They would rather be torn apart than kneel in shame.
"But what if his real body comes back to assassinate me? It's easy to avoid an open attack, but hard to guard against one in the shadows."
Qin Zi's voice trembled slightly, fearful of the possibility.
"Don't worry. His real body is still sealed and can't awaken. And now that his will has been destroyed, he'll be even worse off. Even if other God Kings awaken, he may not be able to."
Qin Chuan reassured him.
Of course, he was mostly making this up, just to calm Qin Xiao Zhu down. If the old guy really did come back, they'd deal with it when the time came.
"I see."
Qin Zi nodded thoughtfully, feeling much more at ease. He had always trusted his father's words without question.
Qin Chuan continued, "After this encounter, you should realize that your cultivation is still too weak. If Luo Chentian hadn't suppressed his cultivation, you wouldn't have even been able to stand against him. He could have crushed you with just a thought."
"Yes!"
Qin Zi nodded earnestly. He understood now that he needed to work even harder. Cultivation was like rowing against the current—if you don't move forward, you fall behind.
Qin Chuan patted his son on the shoulder, encouraging him, "But don't be too pressured. You're already exceptional. Many of the once-great talents of Jiucang Realm can't even compare to you now. It's just that the opponents you're facing have become stronger."
"I understand."
Qin Zi nodded, though his gaze seemed slightly distracted.
In his mind, he was thinking about trying that new position with Qingrou. It was said to greatly increase the speed of cultivation.
The Dao of dual cultivation was no mere rumor.
...
Meanwhile.
In a far-off, distant region, the sky suddenly split open, but the tear quickly healed.
Two black-robed figures emerged from the rift and stepped into Jiucang Realm. One was fat, the other thin.
"We've finally found this place. It's this lower realm where the Holy Maiden accidentally fell all those years ago."
The fat one spoke.
"Hmm. We've been searching for decades and finally located this spatial coordinate. This time, we must kill the bastard child born from the Holy Maiden!"
The thin one added.
"Wait, something's not right. This lower realm feels... unusual..."
Suddenly, both of them froze, sensing something amiss. They immediately unleashed their divine senses to survey the surroundings.
Their divine senses were vast, sweeping across millions of miles of territory in an instant, capturing every detail.
After a while, they retracted their divine senses, their breathing heavy.
"This... this is!!"
"Is this... the fallen Xuanhuang Heaven?!"