Qin Chuan currently had over 500 "Father Points," more than enough to spare. So, without hesitation, he activated the divination.
Zzzzzz…
The system emitted a noise like electricity short-circuiting, as if engaged in some vast and complex calculation, nearing its limit.
After a long while...
The system's voice finally spoke again: "Ding! This matter involves forces too great to describe, connected to unspeakable entities. The system cannot fully divine the details but can make a vague judgment: This situation will not harm the host."
Qin Chuan was shocked.
There were things even the system couldn't handle?
Wasn't the system supposed to be omnipotent, claiming it could solve anything if you had enough points? Why wasn't it working now?
Just what kind of existence was involved in this? Could it be that these Three Incense Sticks really could communicate with unimaginable beings?
"This is deep water."
Qin Chuan took a deep breath.
Originally, he had thought that with the system in hand, he could dominate the world. But now, it seemed he had underestimated this realm.
There was no limit to power.
The system itself wasn't born out of thin air; it must have had a creator. But does that mean the one who created the system is the strongest?
Not necessarily.
And the world behind these Three Incense Sticks seemed to house terrifying beings no weaker than the system—unimaginable existences!
"Qin Zi, what exactly did you wish for? Can't you even tell your father?" Qin Chuan used his trump card, putting on a serious expression as he asked.
Normally...
As long as he got serious, Qin Zi would never be able to resist. Any secret would be spilled obediently.
But this time was different.
"Father, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but the being that granted the wish told me that if I reveal it, the wish won't come true." Qin Zi looked troubled and continued, "So, it's better if you don't ask. This wish is so massive, it's priceless; I can't afford to waste it."
Qin Chuan sighed.
With the conversation at this point, what more could he say? He could only let Qin Zi have his moment of mystery.
"Heh, maybe not being fully in control isn't a bad thing. It could help avoid some mistakes."
That was the only way he could comfort himself.
One shouldn't live too absolutely, nor should they aim for invincibility. If you are truly invincible, then when you make a wrong decision, no one can stop you or correct you. In the end, the mistakes could become catastrophic, leading to deep regret and despair.
"This young friend is truly gifted, unparalleled in history. Such a feat is unheard of," said one of the eight Divine Kings as he approached, a kind and amiable expression on his face.
"Receiving the favor of the Three Incense Sticks of Creation means he is destined for greatness!"
"A genius among geniuses."
"May I ask for your names, young friends?"
The other seven Divine Kings also approached with smiles, showering compliments, even showing a slight hint of deference.
It wasn't that they were spineless.
What had just transpired was simply too terrifying.
Based on their calculations, with that much smoke being absorbed by a single person, claiming that he could become invincible might even be too modest!
Who knew what kind of wish this freak had made? Could it be to become the Master of Xuanhuang Heaven? Or perhaps to control the very laws of this world? Or maybe even enslave a group of supreme beings?
They didn't dare to imagine!
Such a person must not be provoked.
"I am Qin Chuan, and this is my son, Qin Zi," Qin Chuan said, politely cupping his hands toward the Divine Kings.
After all, they had approached him in good faith. Qin Chuan had never been one to stir up trouble and preferred peace.
"Ah, so it's Young Master Qin Chuan! We've long heard of your name. Meeting you today, you certainly live up to the reputation."
"With such great fortune, it seems that the position of Xuanhuang Heaven's Master will undoubtedly belong to Qin Zi."
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
The old Divine Kings continued with their flattery.
They were once powerful figures, even harboring ambitions for the position of Xuanhuang Heaven's Master. But now, they had turned into mere cheerleaders.
"Oh, you flatter us. My son is still young and probably not ready for such a grand role," Qin Chuan said modestly, though his words had an odd undertone.
"Still too young? So, not ready yet? Meaning, when he's older, he'll be ready?"
Was he suggesting that Qin Zi had the makings of a Heaven Master?
"You little brat! I've found you!"
Suddenly, an enraged voice echoed through the air.
A towering figure shot in from the distance, clearly having just entered the altar grounds.
"Dragon Emperor!" Qin Zi recognized the figure, and even Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes.
This Dragon Emperor, true to his title as the protagonist of the Nine Firmament Realm from tens of thousands of years ago, had already reached the eighth level of the Divine God Realm in such a short period.
He had become as powerful as Qin Chuan.
Such progress was terrifying.
Could this be the legendary "Bamboo Growth Effect?"
"You little brat, prepare to die!!"
Dragon Emperor's face was filled with murderous intent. Previously, Qin Zi had humiliated him by dunking him in a cesspit. It had been the greatest humiliation of his life. His intense rage blinded him to everyone else as he punched toward Qin Zi.
Boom!
This punch was grand and imposing. A golden storm formed into a giant dragon, tearing through the space with explosive force.
"How dare you!!"
Before Qin Chuan could act, the eight Divine Kings had already moved to shield Qin Zi. One of them waved his sleeve, causing the giant dragon to disintegrate instantly, turning into a golden storm that was sent back toward the Dragon Emperor.
"What?!"
Dragon Emperor's pupils contracted as he hurriedly dodged, barely escaping the storm by exerting all his strength.
"Why are you interfering in my personal affairs with this brat?" Dragon Emperor gritted his teeth, glaring at the Divine Kings.
He could see that these old men were incredibly powerful, but he couldn't fathom why they would help Qin Zi. Was this brat really that likable? No way! This kid was a menace who angered everyone!
"Brat?"
The Divine King who had acted furrowed his brow and righteously scolded, "I, an elder, regard Qin Zi as my equal, and you dare call him a brat? Are you insulting me?"
"I…"
Dragon Emperor was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
How had things turned out like this?
Why?
His mind was a mess.
"Let me handle this!"
Suddenly, another voice filled with murderous intent echoed. A graceful figure descended from the sky.
It was the woman who had previously tried to steal Shui Qingrou's body. Now, she had regained her flesh and looked incredibly stunning, exuding nobility.
However, her eyes were filled with a killing intent!
"Is that… Princess Bing Ning?!" One of the Divine Kings gasped, a look of deep fear and even reverence on his face.
"Who is she?" Qin Chuan asked in a low voice, turning to a nearby Divine King.
The Divine King's expression grew serious as he said, "She is the daughter of the Ice Sovereign, known as Princess Bing Ning."
Qin Chuan didn't need further explanation. The so-called Ice Sovereign was most likely a supreme being, on the level of a Grand Emperor.
This woman was the daughter of a Grand Emperor!