Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

Whoosh!

A streak of golden light cut through the sky, slicing the clouds in two as they rolled away in its wake. It was none other than Qin Chuan.

He was on his way to find Master Pang Qi because that man possessed a fifth-grade pill capable of repairing the dantian—the Regeneration Pill!

Since Qin Chuan had promised to help Wu Xiu recover his dantian, he had to follow through. Otherwise, the situation could become difficult to manage.

Strictly speaking, Wu Xiu was in the wrong for allowing his subordinates to bully the outer disciples. But from the sect's perspective, crippling a promising talent over such a trivial matter was undoubtedly Qin Zi's fault.

When no one is there to restrain you, your stance becomes more important than the truth—much like how a prince killing a commoner would never be expected to pay with his life.

Thus, in this matter, the sect's leadership would naturally side with Wu Xiu. Qin Chuan and Qin Zi would have to offer some form of compensation.

Rather than waiting for a trial and being forced to make amends, it was better to resolve the conflict privately, maintaining some dignity in the process.

As an "invincible expert," Qin Chuan needed to maintain face at all times—especially in front of his son!

Of course, beyond these considerations, Qin Chuan also had no desire to engage in a life-or-death feud with Elder Wu.

It was clear that Elder Wu was reasonable and had not been overly aggressive, allowing room for negotiation.

That was how Qin Chuan operated.

If someone was willing to negotiate, he preferred not to push things to the extreme. After all, it was just a matter of differing positions—everyone could take a step back and live in peace.

But if someone were to press their advantage and show no mercy, he would retaliate relentlessly until his opponent was utterly destroyed!!

"That Regeneration Pill must be quite valuable. What should I trade with Master Pang for it? Simply asking for it might not work," Qin Chuan pondered.

He and Master Pang Qi had already reconciled, and the old man had even gifted him a Bihai Pearl. To go back and ask for more would clearly be inappropriate.

One should at least have a basic sense of shame—after all, Pang Qi didn't owe him anything.

"Maybe… I could trade the divine ability I obtained this time?" Qin Chuan's eyes lit up.

Earlier, when Elder Wu saw his grandson crippled, his heart filled with intense hatred for Qin Zi, if only for a moment.

But that brief moment of hatred had elevated Qin Chuan's cultivation to the eighth level of the Nirvana Realm and granted him a powerful offensive divine ability.

Hellfire Red Lotus!

This was a fire-based divine ability at the level of the Tongtian Realm. When unleashed, it could burn the heavens and boil the seas, leaving a wasteland stretching hundreds of miles in its wake!

Objectively, trading such a high-level divine ability for a fifth-grade Regeneration Pill might seem like a loss.

But in reality…

It was a win-win deal!

After all, divine ability manuals weren't one-time use. He could sell it to multiple people simultaneously and still keep a copy for himself.

A perfect profit!

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, a violent tremor shook the ground below, sending a massive cloud of dust and a shockwave rippling up to the sky.

Qin Chuan was startled.

Looking down, he saw that a bare mountain peak had collapsed, and the ground beneath it had caved in.

"Sssss…"

A torrent of black demonic energy spewed from the sunken ground, swirling like ink diffusing through water.

"Kekeke… After being sealed for over two thousand years, this old man has finally returned to the world!"

A bone-chilling laugh echoed, as if something terrifying was awakening deep underground.

"What the hell is that!"

Qin Chuan didn't hesitate. Raising his hands to the sky, he summoned countless crimson rays that converged into a blazing red lotus.

The red lotus had thirty-two petals, each exquisite and radiant. The scorching heat it emitted warped the very air, and at its center, it seemed to cradle a blazing sun, wild and untamed.

"Go!"

Without a second thought, Qin Chuan hurled the lotus downward, sending it plunging into the sunken underground space.

"Riding the Dragon to Heaven!"

Even before the Hellfire Red Lotus exploded, Qin Chuan activated his Nine Dragons Combat Qi, and nine white dragon silhouettes coiled around him. Their tails wrapped around his body, propelling him instantly into the distance, vanishing beyond the horizon.

The Nine Dragons Drawing the River!

Only after Qin Chuan had fled a great distance did a thunderous explosion erupt behind him, with a searing shockwave sweeping outward.

Looking back…

In the far distance, it seemed as though a fiery red sun had suddenly risen from the ground, forming a blazing hemisphere that sat ominously on the horizon.

"Who! Dared to attack!!!!"

A voice filled with fury and malevolence rang out from within the flaming hemisphere, carrying a sinister and violent energy.

Qin Chuan didn't dare to linger and continued his flight.

Judging by that eerie "kekeke" laugh from earlier, it had to be from someone with a cultivation level no lower than the Saint Realm.

Because anything less just wouldn't be worthy!

And considering the mention of being sealed for two thousand years, it likely was a Saint Realm cultivator, since those in the Tongtian Realm only lived for a few hundred years.

This meant that this demonic elder's strength was terrifying—far beyond anything Qin Chuan could handle.

If he couldn't deal with it, it was best to leave it be. The world was vast, and the chances of them crossing paths again were slim.

"Hmm, the Hellfire Red Lotus is quite powerful. When I return, I should pass this ability on to Qin Zi," Qin Chuan mused, rubbing his chin.

After all this time, he had yet to teach his son a single divine ability, which was a serious dereliction of duty as a father!

He needed to make amends.

…

By evening, Qin Chuan had finally reached his destination.

The Imperial Capital!

This was the largest and most prosperous city in the Jiuyang Dynasty. At its center was the Imperial Palace, surrounded by vast areas occupied by powerful and fearsome factions—a chaotic mix of all sorts.

Flying was prohibited within the capital, so Qin Chuan descended outside the city gates and walked in.

The gate was bustling with people coming and going, yet everything was orderly and free of the usual chaos.

Even the hundreds of golden-armored guards standing at attention on either side of the gate seemed like mere decoration, their gazes fixed straight ahead.

"The Imperial Capital is indeed extraordinary," Qin Chuan marveled.

There was no entry fee, no guards barking orders to maintain order, yet the place exuded an aura of grand openness, welcoming visitors from all corners of the world with confidence and grace!

This was the Imperial Capital—the center of power in the Jiuyang Dynasty!

Once inside, Qin Chuan was even more impressed by the city's vibrancy and energy, although such things no longer held much interest for him.

As his strength grew, the world around him seemed to shrink, and it became increasingly difficult to be surprised by anything.

For example, a journey that used to take months could now be crossed in a single day, and mountains that once seemed immense could now be shattered with a single punch!

"Armor made from Earth-Splitting Demon Bear hide! Don't miss out!"

"Come, come! Take a look at the dates my daughter prepared—they'll give you energy like a dragon!"

"Young man, I see great potential in you. This 'Sun Chopping Blade Technique'—I'll sell it to you for only ten spirit stones."

"Trying to dine and dash? Strip him and throw him out!"

"Master Yan, please come upstairs. My master has been eagerly awaiting your arrival with a feast prepared."

In this vast, seemingly endless city, countless lives played out their joys and sorrows, showing the full spectrum of human nature and social hierarchy.

Yet Qin Chuan was merely a passerby, with a clear purpose: to find Master Pang Qi.

After asking around briefly, he soon located Master Pang Qi's residence, a luxurious estate.

In this city, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, owning such an estate spoke volumes about the old man's wealth.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

Two middle-aged men in the Yuan Dan Realm stood guard at the entrance. They looked down at Qin Chuan, lazily questioning him.

"Boom!!"

Qin Chuan didn't bother to speak. He simply released his aura.

"Thud! Thud!"

The two men's expressions changed drastically. Before they could even cry out, their knees slammed into the ground, cracking the stone beneath them.

"Who… who are you?"

Their faces were pale with pain, but their attitudes quickly shifted to one of respect, even fear.

They realized they had encountered someone formidable.

After all, no ordinary person would dare to be so bold in front of Master Pang Qi's residence. Anyone who dared must be someone extraordinary!

"Go inside and inform him that Qin Chuan has come to visit," Qin Chuan said calmly.

"Y-yes, sir!"

One of the guards scrambled to his feet and hurried inside, half-crawling.

Before long…

Master Pang Qi emerged, dressed in his luxurious alchemist robes, his face beaming with warmth and enthusiasm.

"Hahaha! Qin Chuan, my dear friend, what brings you here? I'm honored by your visit!"

"What kind of demonic elder is worthy of such a 'kekeke' laugh?"