Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

The news of Qin Chuan slaying Feng Lan spread across the Nine Suns Kingdom, causing a massive uproar—it was a battle that shocked the world!

Not only that.

The revelation that he had cultivated the Nirvana Golden Body also stirred up an enormous commotion, drawing envy and jealousy from countless people.

It was well known that the Nirvana Golden Body could nurture a divine soul, and the divine soul was the hallmark of a Tongtian Realm expert.

In other words, once someone cultivated the Nirvana Golden Body, as long as they didn't die, they would eventually break through to the Tongtian Realm! Throughout the Nine Suns Kingdom, how rare were Tongtian Realm experts? They were the kind of figures whose mere presence would shake the entire kingdom.

Thus.

In the days that followed, many factions within the kingdom flocked to Minghao City, bearing lavish gifts, hoping to curry favor with Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan welcomed them all without exception.

Free gifts—why not take them?

And those who came bearing gifts would likely never become his enemies because all of them were weaker than him.

Weaker than him, they naturally wouldn't dare provoke him.

As for him, he had no interest in bullying the weak. If he were to cause trouble, it would be against someone stronger than himself, to reap even greater rewards! After some time, Qin Chuan had accepted so many gifts that he was nearly overwhelmed by them, finally sending off the powerful figures from various factions.

"Father, we've really struck it rich this time!"

"The families who came to visit this time include more than thirty Nirvana-level clans, and there are five or six top-tier forces like the Feng family."

"They've been so generous, and this wealth alone rivals that of an ordinary Nirvana-level family!"

Qin Zi said excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.

He had never seen so many treasures and resources before—it was like a beggar stumbling upon a mountain of gold.

"Look at you, getting all worked up over this."

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes at him, then casually tossed all the spirit herbs and pills he had received over to Qin Zi.

He didn't need any of those.

Seeing this, Qin Zi's eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate to accept them, though tears of joy welled up in his eyes.

In his mind.

His father's wealth seemed endless, and whatever small part slipped through his fingers to nourish Qin Zi would be more than sufficient.

Even his master suspected that his father had a treasure trove within him, one that had been sealed off, but was now slowly being unsealed…

"Ahem… Old Panchi is here to pay his respects."

At that moment, a slightly embarrassed voice sounded, and the speaker seemed somewhat uneasy.

Qin Chuan looked outside.

There stood a tall, white-bearded old man at the gate, looking a bit anxious.

It was Master Panchi!

"Come in," Qin Chuan said calmly.

Master Panchi entered hesitantly, letting out a nervous chuckle. "Hehe, I… I'm here to apologize."

"I didn't realize the extent of your strength before and may have offended you. I hope you won't hold it against me."

He was nervous but also felt fortunate—lucky he hadn't rushed to seek revenge, or his fate would have likely mirrored Feng Lan's.

Qin Chuan glanced at him and asked calmly, "Have you recovered your cultivation?"

"Sir, you truly have sharp eyes!"

Master Panchi nodded quickly, forcing a smile. "Thanks to your mercy, I managed to recover. After I returned, I spent a fortune to buy a rare Grade Five Regeneration Pill to heal my dantian."

Grade Five Regeneration Pill.

For any martial artist below the Tongtian Realm, no matter the injury, even a severed limb could be restored.

Of course, this wouldn't work for those above the Tongtian Realm, as their bloodlines and cellular structure became incredibly complex. The energy required for healing would also be exponentially greater.

"Have you truly repented? Will you refrain from being my enemy in the future?" Qin Chuan asked seriously, looking him in the eye.

"I swear!"

Master Panchi vowed earnestly, then offered a box with a smile. "This is my token of sincerity."

Qin Chuan glanced at it, seeing a bead emitting a deep, mysterious blue light.

"This is a Tongtian treasure, the Blue Sea Pearl. Once infused with energy, it becomes incredibly fast, powerful, and virtually unstoppable!"

Master Panchi explained.

Qin Chuan picked up the bead, nodded, and said, "I just happen to be without a suitable weapon for now, so I'll accept this. Our previous grievances are now settled."

"Thank you, sir!"

Master Panchi finally breathed a sigh of relief, though the loss of such a treasure pained him. At least he had avoided disaster.

"I have one more question for you. Answer me honestly."

Qin Chuan looked at him and asked, "In the future, if you encounter another young man like Qin Zi, will you still use your power to oppress them?"

Master Panchi was taken aback.

He hesitated, glancing at Qin Chuan, and then, steeling himself, said, "If there's profit to be gained… I probably would."

"Haven't you repented?"

Qin Chuan questioned.

Master Panchi took a deep breath, lifted his head, and gathered his courage to say, "Sir, I have indeed repented when it comes to you. I won't provoke your family again."

"But… for the rest of the world, what wrong have I done? This world is one where the strong prey on the weak."

"You're powerful, so I bow to you—that's only natural. But when it comes to the weak, I don't see any need to bow."

"Everyone has their own perspective. If we were to argue about what's right, everyone could present a reasonable case, but the reality is that only those who are strong enough get to have their reasoning heard."

"It's not just me—most people won't bother reasoning with the weak because there's no point."

"For instance, if I see a weak person with a treasure, and I don't take it, someone else will. Since it's inevitable that it will be taken, why should I miss out on this opportunity?"

"And if I don't take it, only to snatch it after someone else does, then the outcome is the same."

"It might seem more righteous, but it's actually just self-deception, a hypocritical pretense. I know full well that the weak will be robbed, but I do nothing to stop it and instead wait for the chance to take it for myself afterward."

"At the end of the day, it's just a roundabout way of getting the treasure into my hands while pretending to be innocent."

"Such behavior is nothing but hypocrisy!"

"I can't pretend to be selfless, so I'd rather be an honest villain than a self-deceiving hypocrite."

Master Panchi spewed his thoughts, his words fiery and passionate, like a reformer on a righteous crusade.

But once he finished, anxiety crept back in, and he wished he could slap himself.

Such a loose tongue!! Why say so much? If Qin Chuan got upset, wouldn't their relationship break down again? However, Qin Chuan didn't seem angry. Instead, he nodded in approval and said, "Hmm, you see things quite clearly."

"Indeed, the world is full of hypocrites who turn a blind eye to major injustices, even celebrating them, yet love to moralize over trivial matters."

"In truth, how much morality and justice do they really have in their hearts? They're just pretentious moralists, occupying the moral high ground."

"I can agree with you on one point—I'd rather be an honest villain than a hypocrite."

Master Panchi was surprised and flattered to hear this.

But then Qin Chuan continued, "However, while I agree with you, it doesn't mean we're friends. From now on, let's stay out of each other's way."

"And if one day you find yourself bested by some young talent, don't expect me to help. In fact, I might even applaud it."

"Ahem…"

Master Panchi forced a laugh, not daring to respond.

Soon after, Master Panchi took his leave.

As Qin Chuan watched him depart, he remained at the gate, seemingly waiting for someone else.

"Father, is there someone else coming?" Qin Zi asked curiously.

"There should be," Qin Chuan replied, looking up with a hint of mystery in his eyes.

Qin Zi was about to say something when a piercing cry tore through the sky. They looked up to see a massive roc bird flying toward them from the horizon.

The roc spread its wings, stirring up a thousand miles of wind! "The Great Elder of the Seven Martial Sect, Jia Tianhe, along with disciples of the Seven Martial Sect, comes to pay respects to Mr. Qin Chuan."

A voice both imposing and respectful echoed across the sky, like a thunderclap.