Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

Two months passed quickly.

Qin Zi continued to train diligently within the sect, occasionally going out on expeditions, but he didn't cause any significant disturbances.

It wasn't that the world had become peaceful.

It was mainly because Qin Zi had grown much stronger. Now that he was in the Nirvana Realm, he was considered a powerful figure even within the Jiuyang Kingdom.

Most of the time, he could handle situations on his own, and occasionally, eliminating a small villainous family was just routine…

Such matters were not something the system would bother with, so Qin Chuan hadn't heard any notifications from the system for two months.

He remained at the Third Level of the Tongtian Realm!

However, he wasn't in a hurry.

He had immersed himself in a sea of books—knowledge is power, and learning brought him joy!

For him, these peaceful days spent studying were rare and might not come again in the future.

Of course, even reading required a balance between work and rest.

He occasionally stepped out of the library to get some fresh air.

One day, after coming out, he overheard some discussions.

"Heh, it's true that when one person achieves enlightenment, even their pets ascend to heaven. Shui Qinghan has really struck it lucky!"

"Yeah, in just one month, he advanced from the Fifth Level of the Yuan Dan Realm to the Pure Yang Realm. He must have gotten something valuable from his sister!"

"His sister is backed by a Supreme Elder, after all. With such a powerful figure behind her, even a little bit of help would be enough to elevate him significantly."

"Sigh… Why don't I have such a good sister? Life is so unfair…"

"No use being envious, no use at all."

Qin Chuan heard this and raised an eyebrow.

Shui Qinghan??

Shui Qingrou's brother?

His interest was piqued. His sharp instincts told him that things might not be as simple as they seemed.

Others might assume that Shui Qinghan was merely benefiting from his sister's connections, but to Qin Chuan… when something seems out of the ordinary, there's usually a hidden truth!

He was used to thinking this way.

Because he hoped it was true.

People always tend to believe in things that benefit them and go to great lengths to prove them true; Qin Chuan was no exception.

"Looks like it's worth keeping an eye on him."

With that, he made up his mind to secretly observe Shui Qinghan for a while, to see if there was any hidden secret behind his sudden rise.

Others were busy with their training and wouldn't bother with such trivial matters, but Qin Chuan didn't need to train, so he had plenty of free time.

As for spying, it didn't require much effort.

With his powerful soul force, he could easily monitor Shui Qinghan's every move from a distance, all while sipping tea.

And so.

The spying began! Through his observations, Qin Chuan noticed that Shui Qinghan behaved normally during the day, following the usual training routines.

But at night, things took a strange turn.

It seemed Shui Qinghan had learned some powerful technique, as his cultivation was advancing at an astonishing rate! This technique appeared to be more advanced than those practiced by the sect elders, possibly even surpassing what the Supreme Elders knew.

From this, Qin Chuan concluded that Shui Qinghan had received some sort of mysterious inheritance.

Of course, such inheritances didn't interest Qin Chuan; after all, he didn't need to cultivate.

What intrigued him more was whether Shui Qinghan had a mysterious master guiding him, and if that master could be a major villain… that would be even better.

He continued to observe.

For several days, Shui Qinghan maintained this routine of normal training during the day and secretly "cramming" at night.

Finally, on the seventh day!

In the middle of the night, Shui Qinghan tossed and turned, clutching his stomach and mumbling something about a stomachache. Then, he pretended to get up to use the restroom.

His three roommates were sleeping like logs and didn't suspect anything, simply pulling their blankets over their heads and going back to sleep.

Shui Qinghan then casually wandered around the sect, taking many turns before pretending to be in a hurry and dashing into a forest...

Once inside the forest, he stealthily made his way through the darkness, circling around until he entered another forest.

After passing through several groves, he finally arrived at his destination—a deep, secluded pit hidden by shrubs.

The pit wasn't large, only about two meters in diameter, resembling a large well, and it was eerily silent.

Shui Qinghan pushed aside the shrubs, looked around cautiously, took a deep breath, and then leaped down.

Qin Chuan's soul force followed him down.

His soul force, provided by the system, was the purest form of soul energy, making it nearly impossible to detect when hidden.

"Thud!"

Shui Qinghan landed at the bottom of the pit with a dull thud, and the area beneath the pit suddenly lit up.

It was a space resembling a cellar.

The walls were adorned with colorful murals, abstract in style, giving the place an ancient and eerie atmosphere.

An old man, dressed in tattered clothes with wild, disheveled white hair, was chained to the walls by thick iron chains on all four limbs. His head hung low.

Hearing the sound, the old man slowly lifted his head, revealing a scarred, aged face twisted into a sinister smile.

"You're here?"

Shui Qinghan immediately knelt on both knees, respectfully saying, "Outer disciple Shui Qinghan greets the Patriarch!"

"No need for formalities."

The old man shook his head with a benevolent smile and said kindly, "Since you've already accepted my teachings, calling me 'Master' would be more appropriate."

"What?!"

Shui Qinghan was overjoyed but then hesitated, saying, "But… the seniority might not be appropriate, right?"

"If I say it's appropriate, then it is!"

The old man declared boldly.

And so, Shui Qinghan obediently called him Master.

"That's more like it."

The old man nodded in satisfaction and said, "I could tell long ago that you have good potential, but you started your cultivation journey too late, missing the best time for it. As a result, your potential hasn't been fully realized."

"Today, I will teach you a secret technique to unlock your potential, called the Nine Suns Divine Art. Prepare yourself."

Shui Qinghan, hearing this, quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and assumed the five hearts facing the sky posture.

The old man gazed at this unguarded young man, a flash of greed crossing his eyes.

What a perfect opportunity!

This young man had completely trusted him, and if he wanted to possess his body now, there would be no resistance.

But…

This body was still too weak to contain his powerful soul. Forcing his way in would cause it to collapse.

He needed to bide his time! "It's coming."

The old man's voice deepened as his forehead began to glow, and countless golden characters poured out, flooding into Shui Qinghan's mind.

Whoosh! Immediately, Shui Qinghan's face twisted in pain, sweat beading on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to make a sound.

After a long time, the transmission was finally complete.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The old man coughed a few times, his face showing signs of exhaustion.

"Master, are you alright?" Shui Qinghan quickly stood up, looking anxious and at a loss.

"Heh… I'm fine. It's just that I've been imprisoned here by that unfilial disciple for so long, my energy and spirit have been constantly drained, and my cultivation has fallen. I'm just barely holding on."

The old man chuckled bitterly.

"Damn it, I will kill that traitor and avenge you, Master!"

Shui Qinghan gritted his teeth in anger.

"Forget it. When you become stronger, if he's still alive, just defeat him. You must always give people a chance to repent."

The old man sighed with compassion, saying, "Sigh, it was my fault for spoiling him too much back then, turning him into what he is now…"

Shui Qinghan pursed his lips, staying silent but inwardly seething, unable to agree with his master's merciful attitude.

The old man smiled warmly and said, "Don't overthink it. With your current strength, you're still far from being able to kill him. Focus on cultivating to the Saint Realm first, then come and rescue me from this place."

Shui Qinghan trembled slightly, a look of guilt crossing his face, as if he felt ashamed for not being able to ease his master's suffering.

What a touching scene of filial piety and a benevolent teacher!