Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

"Ah?!"

Qin Zi was stunned, his mouth agape as he looked at his father in disbelief.

What was going on?

Why did his father always have such sudden ideas? Winning the alchemy competition?

But he had never learned alchemy! "Dad, I…"

Qin Zi looked troubled, ready to back out, but then the blonde woman's voice echoed urgently in his mind.

"Agree to it! Quickly, agree to it!"

Her voice was filled with urgency because she knew that Qin Chuan wasn't just speaking to Qin Zi.

He was also addressing her!

If Qin Zi refused, it would be as if she had rejected Qin Chuan, a consequence she couldn't afford to face.

She dared not refuse this terrifying man!

"Master, I really don't know how to make pills," Qin Zi responded anxiously in his mind.

"With me as your master, what's there to fear? An alchemy competition is nothing more than a walk in the park!" the blonde woman replied disdainfully.

"Master can make pills?!"

Qin Zi's heart surged with excitement. Given his master's once unfathomable strength, her alchemy skills were likely top-notch as well.

He felt reassured.

So, continuing from his previous hesitation, he said with renewed determination, "Dad… I… I won't let you down!!"

In that moment, he was filled with confidence.

He was about to become a prestigious alchemist! "Good, very good."

Qin Chuan smiled as he patted his obedient son's head—he was pleased with how well his son listened.

Moreover, from the hesitation Qin Zi had shown earlier and the shift in his attitude, Qin Chuan was now certain.

There was definitely an old master hidden within that ring!!

…

There were still several days before the alchemy competition.

For Qin Chuan and his son, the immediate priority was to find a place to stay in Minghao City and settle down.

After asking a few passersby, Qin Chuan led his son to the housing sales office of the Wanbao Trading Company.

Wanbao Trading Company.

A massive commercial organization with industries spread across the major cities of various kingdoms, backed by immense wealth and influence!

Yes!!

It was precisely the kind of trading company that periodically held auctions where protagonists could find hidden treasures, fueling the adventures of countless transmigrators!

Wanbao's business scope was vast, and real estate development and sales were among their many ventures.

Outside the grand transaction hall stood two massive jade statues: a Green Dragon on the left and a White Tiger on the right.

The statues gleamed with embedded gemstones, showcasing the opulence of Wanbao Trading Company.

"Zi'er, this is a gold card from Wanbao Trading Company. Go buy us a house; it'll be a good experience for you."

Standing outside the transaction hall, Qin Chuan handed Qin Zi a gold card emblazoned with an ingot emblem.

This gold card had been issued by Wanbao's branch in Xunyang City, containing a credit limit of hundreds of thousands of spirit stones—enough to purchase a luxurious mansion.

"Okay, Dad!"

Qin Zi took the card, his heart filled with excitement.

It was his first time handling such a large sum of money, and it symbolized his father's trust in his abilities! "Go ahead, and remember, be confident and don't be afraid, because… I've got your back."

Qin Chuan patted his son's shoulder encouragingly.

"Mm!!"

Qin Zi nodded solemnly, then walked into the transaction hall with his head held high, exuding confidence.

His mindset had completely changed from before.

In the past, he would tread carefully even when entering the Wanbao branch in Xunyang City, afraid of offending someone important.

But now it was different.

Qin Zi had risen!

With his father being invincible in this world, who in the Jiuyang Kingdom could intimidate him? No one! Don't provoke trouble.

But don't fear trouble.

This was now his guiding principle.

As Qin Chuan watched his son confidently stride into the transaction hall, he quietly found a corner to hide…

Why didn't he go in to buy the house himself? Because, in his years of experience, public transaction venues like this were hotspots for trouble.

Especially for someone who was a good-for-nothing or associated with one—trouble was almost guaranteed!

For instance, if he eyed something he wanted to buy, there would inevitably be a minor villain stepping in to outbid him.

That's when the conflict would begin.

Qin Chuan didn't wish to get caught up in such conflicts himself, but… he did want his son to encounter them! So, sending his son in to buy the house was the perfect solution.

He wasn't worried about his son getting killed on the spot.

Good-for-nothings were known for their resilience; even if he himself were to die, his son would likely survive.

Moreover… good-for-nothings often had the "possessed by an old master" skill, allowing them to temporarily gain immense power and crush minor villains!

In short.

He stayed hidden in the corner.

He'd wait for his son to stir up trouble, fend off the lesser threats, and then, when the bigger threats came, he'd swoop in to protect his son.

"Sir, please don't smash the place!"

At that moment, a pleading voice came from a nearby street.

Qin Chuan turned to look.

He saw a middle-aged man, dressed like a shopkeeper, kneeling at the entrance of a tavern. Several men holding clubs stood before him, looking down at him coldly.

The leader of the group sneered, "Yesterday, our young master came to eat, and you dared to charge him! A place like this deserves to be shut down!"

"I didn't know he was your young master, and in the end, I didn't even charge him—we gave him a whole jug of fine wine!" the shopkeeper pleaded with a tearful face.

"Hmph! Charged or not, what difference does it make? Does our young master need to worry about a few coins? The issue is that your lousy place ruined his mood!"

"Smash it!"

The leader ordered, and the men stormed into the tavern, starting to smash and grab.

"No! This place is my family's legacy, passed down through three generations… you, you… boohoo…"

The shopkeeper collapsed to the ground, crying bitterly, too afraid to protest.

In the corner of the street.

Qin Chuan turned back, shaking his head with disdain: "Heh, such a trivial matter, and they think it'll shake my resolve?"

At times like this.

If it were any typical chosen one, they might get a hot head and rush over to dispense justice.

But he had no interest in meddling in others' affairs.

In this world, the strong preyed on the weak—being weak meant getting bullied, a survival law that no one could change.

Besides, in his situation, the opportunity cost of meddling was too high.

After all, by lying low and letting his son cause trouble, he would eventually become invincible!

But if he went out there and meddled, he might just get killed, dying for no reason.

So, Qin Chuan stayed hidden.

"Boom!"

"Ah, they're attacking!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Someone's dead—"

"Young Master!"

At that moment, chaotic noises erupted from inside the transaction hall. Many people screamed and fled the building in panic.

Qin Chuan approached the entrance and grabbed someone, asking, "What happened inside?"

"There's been a killing! The young master of the Dragon Snake Gang got into a fight with some unknown boy over a mansion and was killed!"

The man answered frantically, "Let's get out of here! When the Dragon Snake Gang arrives, we'll all be caught in the crossfire!"

With that, he broke free from Qin Chuan's grip, tearing off a piece of his sleeve in the process.

But Qin Chuan grabbed him again by the wrist, asking, "What's the strongest cultivation level in the Dragon Snake Gang?"

"Second level of Pure Yang! Hurry, let me go, or we'll all die!!" the man said through gritted teeth.

Qin Chuan released him.

The man immediately bolted, running as if his life depended on it.

Qin Chuan waited, but his son didn't come out, indicating that he had been detained inside.

After causing a scene, those involved couldn't just leave.

Although Wanbao Trading Company was powerful and didn't fear the Dragon Snake Gang, they still had to play by the rules; otherwise, their reputation would suffer.

"That's fine. I'll wait until the Dragon Snake Gang arrives, then go in. Timing is everything."

Qin Chuan settled back into his corner.

A moment later, the system's voice echoed in his mind.

"Ding! The second-level Pure Yang leader of the Dragon Snake Gang wishes to tear your son into pieces. To uphold the principle of fatherly love like a mountain, ensuring the father always triumphs, your cultivation has been raised to the second level of Pure Yang, and you are now invincible within your level!"

Boom!!! Qin Chuan felt like a volcano had erupted inside him, his blood boiling like molten lava.

The overwhelming sensation of power surged through him like a river, far stronger than before! This was the power of the Pure Yang stage!!

Well, I certainly won't be meddling in other people's business.

I'd love to be a good Samaritan, but I don't have the strength to back it up.