Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

The thunderous voice echoed through the skies, causing countless people in Minghao City to look up in awe and reverence.

"The Seven Martial Sect!"

"One of the Six Great Sects of the kingdom, with a legacy of over three thousand years. It's truly a colossal force!"

"For the Grand Elder of the Seven Martial Sect to personally visit—could it be that they intend to recruit Lord Qin Chuan?"

"Most likely. With Lord Qin Chuan's combat prowess comparable to a ninth-level Nirvana Realm and having cultivated the Nirvana Golden Body, which force wouldn't want to recruit him?"

"Then why haven't the Royal Family or the other Five Great Sects made a move?"

"Heh, you don't know, do you? The Royal Family and the Six Great Sects have a mutual agreement."

"Anyone affiliated with the Royal Family, such as the Four Great Dukes, the Five Marshals, the Three Dukes, the Nine Ministers, or the offspring of the Thirty-Six City Lords, cannot join the Six Great Sects."

"And among the Six Great Sects, there's also a division of territories. They cannot overstep their boundaries in any matter."

"Minghao City falls within the jurisdiction of the Seven Martial Sect, so other major forces can't intervene."

Among the crowd, there was never a shortage of those in the know.

They had no names or titles, not even as minor characters, yet they quietly explained the entire background.

At that moment, the giant roc landed in Qin Chuan's courtyard.

"Whoosh!"

As it touched down, the massive inertia of its body stirred up a fierce wind, causing dust to swirl throughout the courtyard.

"Greetings, Senior Qin Chuan!"

"Greetings, Senior Qin Chuan!"

Dozens of energetic young men and women leaped down from the roc's back, dropping to one knee and calling out respectfully.

A white-robed elder also landed. He was tall and robust, with a booming voice. Amid his snow-white hair, a small red braid stood out conspicuously.

"I am Jia Tianhe, Grand Elder of the Seven Martial Sect. I apologize for the intrusion, and I hope you won't take offense, Brother Qin Chuan," the elder said with a smile.

Though his face was friendly, there was an almost imperceptible aura emanating from him, creating a subtle pressure.

It was the presence of a Tongtian Realm expert!

"You are a guest. Please, come inside."

Qin Chuan bowed slightly, gesturing in invitation, and then turned to Qin Zi. "Xiao Zi, serve some tea."

"Got it!"

Qin Zi responded cheerfully and quickly ran into the house.

"Haha, that must be Qin Zi. To have reached the Pure Yang Realm at such a young age—truly impressive," Jia Tianhe said, stroking his beard in admiration.

"Just luck," Qin Chuan said modestly, but he couldn't help but feel pleased when someone praised his son.

"Brother Qin Chuan, the purpose of my visit today is to invite you to join the Seven Martial Sect. What do you think?" Jia Tianhe got straight to the point.

Qin Chuan pondered for a moment and asked, "What benefits would I gain from joining the Seven Martial Sect?"

"Hahaha, there are certainly benefits."

Jia Tianhe laughed heartily, not at all offended, and even appreciating Qin Chuan's straightforwardness.

Without hesitation, he said, "The Seven Martial Sect has a legacy spanning over three thousand years, with a foundation beyond what most can imagine. Joining us would grant you access to resources far beyond your expectations."

"I have little need for resources."

Qin Chuan calmly shook his head.

His cultivation was passive—what need did he have for resources? And his son had a knack for making money, so they weren't lacking in resources either.

"Ah?"

Jia Tianhe was stunned. He had never expected someone to say they didn't need resources. Even he wouldn't dare claim such a thing!

However, he quickly recovered, being the experienced figure he was, and said, "Our sect also possesses numerous ancient texts and cultivation insights left by predecessors that could aid you in breaking through to the Tongtian Realm."

Qin Chuan thought for a moment, then sighed in a humble tone, "Breaking through to the Tongtian Realm isn't that difficult for me."

Pffft!

With just that one line, this Tongtian Realm expert, who had never heard of humblebragging, nearly spat out blood.

But after thinking it over, he realized... it might actually be true, given that Qin Chuan had already cultivated the Nirvana Golden Body!

Jia Tianhe took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Brother Qin Chuan, although breaking through to the Tongtian Realm may not be a problem for you, you must understand that cultivation becomes increasingly difficult as you progress. Every step is a pitfall."

"Many people, after breaking through to the Tongtian Realm, find themselves unable to advance further, trapped at the first level for the rest of their lives, until they die."

"But in the Seven Martial Sect, we have countless insights and experiences from our predecessors that could help you avoid many detours."

Qin Chuan pretended to be deep in thought.

Of course, he was only pretending.

In fact, he had long decided to join the Seven Martial Sect. After all, the more formidable the environment, the better it would be for his son to stir up trouble! But he couldn't agree too quickly.

It's like haggling in the market—you always have to bargain, even if you don't really need the discount, because you shouldn't lose your negotiating edge.

After a while, he took a deep breath and asked, "If I join, what position would you offer me?"

"How about an Elder with actual power?"

Jia Tianhe suggested, "Our Third Elder has been in seclusion for the past six months due to an old injury, and his position remains vacant. If you join, you could directly take over."

"I don't want that."

Qin Chuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "Instead of an Elder with actual responsibilities, I'd rather be a nominal Elder with no duties."

"After all, as I mentioned, I don't have a great need for resources, nor do I need to use authority for personal gain. If I don't have any responsibilities, I can avoid political struggles and focus solely on cultivation."

Jia Tianhe was taken aback, then delighted!

Originally, offering the position of Third Elder had been a considerable burden, given the complexities involved.

Now that Qin Chuan had declined, he suddenly felt as though he had gained everything without losing anything.

"Very well! Then I will make the decision to appoint you as the Honorary Elder of the Seven Martial Sect."

"An Honorary Elder may not have real power, but in terms of status and treatment, there's no difference from other Elders."

He laughed heartily as he spoke.

"I have one more condition," Qin Chuan said.

"What condition?"

Jia Tianhe was in such a good mood that he was very patient.

"Make my son Qin Zi an Honorary Disciple, with all the benefits that come with it," Qin Chuan said firmly.

"This…"

Jia Tianhe hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "A father's love for his son is only natural… I agree."

"Good, then I will join the Seven Martial Sect," Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Welcome aboard!"

Jia Tianhe also smiled, feeling very pleased.

The accompanying disciples of the Seven Martial Sect also began to offer their congratulations.

"Welcome, Elder Qin Chuan, to the Seven Martial Sect!"

"Welcome, Elder Qin Chuan, to the Seven Martial Sect!"

Their voices were loud, almost resounding through half of Minghao City, causing many people to tremble in reverence.

In their minds, Qin Chuan was already incredibly powerful, and now, with the title of Elder in the Seven Martial Sect, it was as if a tiger had grown wings! They felt as if they were witnessing the rise of a great figure who would soon dominate the Nine Suns Kingdom…

"Brother Qin Chuan, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave for now. In three days, the sect will hold a grand ceremony for your appointment. Many people will attend, so I hope you'll be there on time."

After a while, Jia Tianhe reminded him.

"Alright."

Qin Chuan nodded.

"See you in three days!"

Jia Tianhe said as he leaped onto the back of the roc, followed by the dozens of disciples who had accompanied him.

Whoosh! The roc soared into the sky, ascending to dizzying heights before disappearing into the clouds.

At that moment, Qin Zi finally emerged, carrying a tray of tea.

"Father, this tea…"

He trailed off, uncertain.

Qin Chuan looked down at him and said, "Xiao Zi, for the foreseeable future, we'll be living in the Seven Martial Sect."

"Father, why did you decide to join the Seven Martial Sect?"

Qin Zi asked, puzzled.

His father didn't lack resources, cultivation texts, or support—what was the point of joining a sect?

"Haha, people strive to better themselves, just as water flows downward. You need to broaden your horizons."

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "Although the Nine Suns Kingdom isn't exactly vast, the Seven Martial Sect is still a step up from Minghao City."

"Going to the Seven Martial Sect will be better for your growth."

Hearing this, Qin Zi felt warmth fill his heart—it turned out that his father did it for him!