Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 73: Reaching the Sixth Heaven, Three Flowers Gather at the Summit!
Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Reaching the Sixth Heaven, Three Flowers Gather at the Summit!
In the dense forest, beneath the abyss.
After sending multiple transmissions with no response, the Old Demon finally confirmed a cruel fact—the boy ran away!
His heart was filled with anger.
Madness.
And devastation. ƒгeewebnovёl_com
In his entire life, apart from being suppressed here by his master, he had never suffered such a great loss!
He had given that boy so many good things, even expending his Primordial Energy to cleanse his Bone Marrow and help him improve his cultivation.
Just as the fruit was about to ripen and was ready to be picked, unexpectedly... the fruit had run away!!
Absolutely outrageous.
In truth, what truly annoyed him wasn’t the loss of things but the shame of being deceived.
He thought himself to be exceedingly shrewd, holding the other firmly in his grasp, only to find out in the end, he was the one who got played.
Instantly, his sense of intellectual superiority vanished completely.
Moreover... he could imagine how that damned little runt was inwardly scorning and ridiculing him.
That little brat surely, every night, hid under the covers secretly laughing at his "calculating" master!
"Ah ah ah, little bastard!!"
He roared angrily to the sky.
His palms turned upwards, attempting to raise them, but his wrists were shackled by chains, making it impossible to fully raise them, only halfway.
His mouth opened wide.
And then.
It seemed as if some liquid fell from above the abyss, like the Milky Way descending nine heavens, entering his mouth, with a taste... somewhat salty.
"Hmm??"
He froze for a moment, then realized, his eyes suddenly widening, angrily shouting, "You little bastard, it’s you!!"
He didn’t even need to think about it, knowing exactly who it was; apart from that little bastard who pissed on him last time, who could it be?
"Hahaha, old man, I’m here again."
Qin Zi slowly descended, face full of smiles, making one think he was some helpful young person from somewhere.
"What are you here for? Where’s your father?"
The Old Demon asked warily.
This little bastard was no concern, but the boy’s father was no simple character, perhaps even dangerous.
He had even decided earlier to prematurely "mature" the little brat and take over to escape, just to get rid of that person.
Though he was confident, he feared that person, willing to help him recover his strength before fighting, must have some reliance.
"My father has business and sent me to bring you resources, to recover sooner and fulfill that agreement."
Qin Zi said nonchalantly, then took out a large pile of Elixirs and Spirit Grass from the Space Ring.
"Clatter!"
There were so many things they flowed like sand on the ground, forming a thick layer and piling into a small hill.
The items emanated a faint Spiritual Energy, quickly absorbed by the surrounding murals.
This was the Sixth Ancestor’s method, ensuring there was almost no Spiritual Energy below the abyss, preventing the Old Demon from recovering his cultivation.
"Hahaha, wonderful, wonderful!"
The Old Demon opened his mouth wide, immediately letting large amounts of Elixirs fly into his mouth, swallowing them whole.
"Buzz buzz!"
His body trembled violently, his ragged clothes moving without the wind, a surge of golden light bubbling and growing more intense.
His aura was rapidly strengthening!
After all, his realm hadn’t truly fallen, only lacked energy. Once replenished, his cultivation swiftly recovered.
Like dried silver ear fungus, swelling swiftly after absorbing water!
The Old Demon continued devouring Elixirs and Spirit Grass, like a cow chewing peonies, eating with a hideous greed.
Watching the old creature’s aura rise, wave upon wave rushing forth like sea waves, Qin Zi couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart, a natural reverence for strength.
"Boom!!"
Finally, after more than half of the items were consumed, a sudden burst of golden light erupted from the Old Demon, and above his head appeared a massive Divine Soul Furnace with a vague palace looming within!
"Clang! Clang clang!"
With a forceful struggle of his limbs, the four chains binding him snapped with a burst of sparks.
"Hahaha, I’m free, I’m finally free!! Hahaha, old one, you ultimately couldn’t keep me locked!"
The Old Demon roared into the sky, like a tiger escaping its cage, freely venting his emotions.
"Old man, are you crazy?"
At this moment, Qin Zi squinted disdainfully, "Look how happy you are, so what if you’re free, you’ll still have to be my servant, attending everywhere."
"Hmm?!"
The Old Demon sharply turned towards Qin Zi, baring white teeth, sneering, "Why should I be your servant?"
"Because of your agreement with my dad. Though you’re quite strong, you’re surely no match for my dad, ultimately only ending up as my servant."
Qin Zi said matter-of-factly.
"Heh, naive!"
The Old Demon sneered, emanating a cold, terrifying aura as he approached Qin Zi, mocking as he walked, "You don’t think I’d abide by that agreement, do you?"
"What...what do you want?"
Qin Zi showed a terrified face, slowly retreating.
"I will today..."
The Old Demon relished the feeling of elation, wanting to say something grim, causing Qin Zi despair and regret before his death.
But before he could finish, Qin Zi suddenly grinned: "Hehe, whatever you want to do, first have a meal!"
After speaking, he waved his right hand, sending a pitch-black sphere flying, which hit the Old Demon’s forehead unexpectedly.
"Smack!!"
The Old Demon was a bit too pleased with himself, and feeling no danger, he didn’t instinctively defend or dodge, thus getting hit.
"This... this..."
He slowly reached out, removing the desiccated eggshell stuck on his forehead, looking at the dirty mucus flowing down his forehead, sniffing the pungent stench, his face twitched.
This was... a rotten egg!
And at least ten years rotten, thoroughly foul to the core, decomposed, and fermented to the extreme.
"Ah ah ah! Little bastard, die!!"
At this moment, his anger and murderous intent reached an extreme, lifting his right hand, he slapped directly over.
"Boom!"
This slap contained the terrifying power of a ninth-level Tongtian cultivator, the golden torrent raised could flatten a mountain in an instant!
However, Qin Zi was not flustered at all, instead looking at the scene disdainfully—his father was here, who could kill him?
"Clang—"
In the next moment, a bell rang out, the entire abyss suddenly shook, the sound absorbed by the surrounding murals.
"It’s you!"
The Old Demon was utterly shocked, gritting his teeth, seeing Qin Zi standing there unharmed, a golden bell enveloping him!
Atop the golden bell stood a slender figure in white, the white clothes fluttering, an air of transcendent grace.
It was Qin Chuan!
"I heard you don’t intend to keep your promise?" Qin Chuan looked down at the Old Demon with a faint smile.
"Hmph, what if I do! Good timing, I shall slaughter you and your son, securing my freedom!"
The Old Demon coldly replied.
"Are you sure?"
Qin Chuan smiled, his aura rapidly elevating, like a serpent breaking through the sea, like a mountain rising from the earth.
He felt like a sixth-level Tongtian cultivator, yet his foundation was incredibly firm, his power akin to a ninth level Tongtian!
"This!!"
The Old Demon was momentarily stunned, then continued with a cold snort, "No matter how great you become, a sixth level Tongtian comparable to ninth level Tongtian, still just equal to me, what can you do?!"
"Then let’s try."
Qin Chuan’s lips curled slightly, and above his head suddenly appeared three radiant flowers, lotus-like, brilliant and luminous.
Boom boom boom!
Simultaneously, his already immensely powerful aura directly increased threefold, utterly astounding!
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