Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker
Chapter 52: A Real Man Never Looks at Explosions

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: A Real Man Never Looks at Explosions

Commandery Princess Chu Yun did not expect her father to ask such a tricky question, but she answered honestly.

"Father, after I escaped the pursuit of those assassins, I encountered a mysterious man in a black robe who attacked me and knocked me unconscious."

"When I woke up, I found myself lying by a small river... It was an independent swordsman who saved me from that man in the black robe."

"That swordsman didn’t leave a name, saying he was just an unknown individual who happened to help when he saw injustice."

"After bidding farewell to that swordsman, I heard the news that you were sending troops to the Seven Martial Sect, so I hurried over to stop you."

At this point, she said anxiously, "This is all a misunderstanding! Qin Zi is not a bad person; he is my benefactor!!"

Instantly, the scene fell silent again.

The previously aggressive Yang Tu could no longer maintain his strong demeanor, akin to an eggplant hit by frost... wilting.

His expression was stiff, seemingly still, but his mind was reeling, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

All sorts of thoughts rushed into his not-so-big brain almost instantly, leaving him in chaos.

Was it a mistake?

Qin Zi is not the enemy, but a benefactor instead?

After all this, not only did he suffer a setback at the Seven Martial Sect, but he also humiliated himself, losing face and the fight?

And most seriously, if what his daughter said is true, then what Qin Chuan said earlier would be proven correct, meaning this fellow, who is about the same age as him, is actually his... uncle?!

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

He disdainfully flicked his sleeve, as if mocking a poor lie, then turned around, barking, "Let’s go!!"

After saying that, he immediately turned around and flew towards the direction they came from, and the army rumbled away in retreat.

"Father!"

Commandery Princess Chu Yun called out, but her father, who usually doted on her, ignored her this time.

So she could only give Qin Chuan an awkward smile and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Rest assured, I will persuade my father to help find Qin Zi, Qin... grandpa."

That way of addressing felt a bit awkward.

Meanwhile, Yang Tu, who had already flown far ahead as if hearing nothing, suddenly stiffened, his mouth twitching hard a few times...

...

Soon, everyone from Prince Nan’s Mansion had left.

In the sky outside the Seven Martial Sect, only Qin Chuan, Grand Elder Jia Tianhe, and Sect Leader Zhao Panlong remained.

"I’m sorry, my private matters have troubled the sect."

Qin Chuan clasped his hands apologetically.

"You are an elder of the Seven Martial Sect, so your matters are naturally our matters too." Zhao Panlong showed a slight smile on his face.

Jia Tianhe was a bit surprised because the sect leader seldom smiled at anyone.

"Phew... thank you." Qin Chuan let out a long breath and said with a wry smile.

He had to admit, he was a bit moved.

"Do you need the sect to help find Qin Zi?" Zhao Panlong asked.

"No need, I left something on that kid. It won’t be hard to find him. I’ll go ahead first."

Qin Chuan smiled, politely declining, and then flew off in a direction, quickly disappearing over the horizon.

"Sect Leader..."

Jia Tianhe looked towards Zhao Panlong.

The latter watched the direction Qin Chuan disappeared to, his eyes flickering, then calmly said, "Let’s go back."

After speaking, he flew back towards the interior of the Seven Martial Sect, but his curiosity about Qin Chuan was growing more profound.

This new elder of theirs was excessively mysterious...

...

Amidst the mountains.

In a secluded and hidden cave, flames roared, permeating the air with a strong scent of blood.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

A naked figure sat cross-legged, with a strange dark red flame burning on his body.

As the flame burned, his body was tempered, with a large amount of blood evaporating, turning into a bloody mist that spurted out from his pores.

The broken bones inside his body were also burnt away, and under the stimulation of this life force-filled flame, new bones grew.

Like the cycle of life and death.

The injuries that nearly cost him half his life were not only healing rapidly, but his physical strength was also increasing.

No one knows how much time passed.

The dark red flame around his body subsided, and the skin that was as red as burning iron returned to its normal color.

"Phew, I finally made it through."

Qin Zi let out a heavy sigh of relief. The previous battle with those five assassins had left him at a great disadvantage, nearly killing him.

Fortunately, he had the life-saving secret technique taught by his master, which, though painful, had a beautiful outcome.

"Ugh, you’re still too impulsive. If you hadn’t gone head-on with them then, you wouldn’t have suffered like this."

The voice of the blonde woman sounded filled with reproach.

"Hehe, didn’t I pull through though? And I’ve leveled up even more. In a few days, I’ll break through to the Nirvana stage."

Qin Zi gave a sheepish grin.

"This time it was just good luck, if you were hurt just a bit more seriously, you might not have gotten through it. You can’t always rely on a stroke of luck."

The blonde woman admonished sternly.

"Got it, got it!"

Through long-term exchanges with his master, he had long realized that arguing with her was not a wise choice.

No matter if he can do it or not.

Just agree first!

"Let’s go, we need to head back. Your father must be worried after so long without returning." The blonde woman knew her disciple was being perfunctory, but she had no choice and sighed as she spoke.

"Mm."

At her words, Qin Zi nodded, stood up, and prepared to leave the cave he had accidentally discovered.

However, at that moment, an evil voice echoed.

"Hahaha, what an unexpected stroke of luck for an old man like me. Just after escaping, I encounter such fresh blood to feast on."

Qin Zi’s face changed dramatically, he turned his head abruptly to see the depths of the cave, where a stone wall suddenly cracked open.

Veins of pitch-black fissures spread rapidly like a spider web, and a thick black mist seeped out of the cracks.

"Not good, run!"

The blonde woman’s voice sounded, and she immediately activated the "Ghost Possession" skill, taking over Qin Zi’s body to prepare to flee.

However, it was too late.

"Boom!!"

The stone wall covered in webbing suddenly shattered, and the black mist surged forward like a flood.

The momentum was overwhelming.

In an instant, Qin Zi’s body was engulfed by the tempest of black mist, swept out of the cave.

"Pff!"

Qin Zi landed on the grassy ground outside the cave, as if struck by a mountain, he knelt on one knee, blood trickling from his mouth.

Opposite him, the dense black mist continued to gather, condensing and eventually forming a sinister, withered old man.

This person’s body was emaciated, skin ashen, his sparse white hair nearly gone, resembling a corpse dug up from a grave.

"Who are you?"

Qin Zi regarded the old man gravely, and inadvertently noticed that deep within the cavern behind the old man, a deeper cave seemed to appear, like the entrance to Hell.

"My delicious blood meal, you needn’t know who I am, just obediently let me devour you."

The old man walked towards Qin Zi with an evil grin, saying, "Don’t mind this half-buried look I have now, once I consume you and restore some Primordial Energy, I might become even more handsome than you."

"In your dreams!"

Qin Zi snorted coldly, standing up as his hair rapidly turned golden, growing longer.

"Buzz!"

A golden flame burst intensely from his body, his aura surging directly to the late stage of Nirvana!

"Kill!!"

Qin Zi opted to attack, because running away would leave him vulnerable to an attack from behind, he’d rather fight.

A golden longsword appeared in his hand, its blade extending over ten meters, sweeping forward.

"Clang!"

However, the seemingly decrepit old man merely extended two skeletal fingers, directly pinching the sword’s light.

"The more you resist, the more excited I become."

The old man chuckled cruelly, then a mass of black mist, like a python, entwined the sword’s light, rushing toward Qin Zi to devour it.

"Break!"

Qin Zi roared deeply, clutching the sword hilt with both hands, instantly shattering the ten-meter-long sword light.

The coiling black mist was smashed, while the explosion of golden light from the shattered sword provided cover.

Seizing the moment, Qin Zi released the sword with both hands, then kicked fiercely at the sword hilt with his right foot.

"Whoosh!"

The longsword shot towards the old man in a blaze of dazzling golden light, while Qin Zi used the recoil to fly backward over ten meters.

Then, without pause, he raised both hands, conjuring a wave of crimson flames to form a fiery lotus flower.

"Hell Red Lotus!!"

He roared, throwing his most powerful Divine Technique forward. Without waiting for it to explode, he decisively turned to fly towards the distance.

A true man never looks back at an explosion!