Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 89: Clearly Came Prepared!

"I... I’m Ye Lingshuang."

The blonde woman lowered her head slightly, her pretty face slightly red—such gentle lowering of the head resembled the shy grace of a water lotus braving the cool breeze.

Qin Zi gasped.

Is this still his master?

The feeling was as if seeing his tomboyish, tigress of a sister revealing a demure, girlish side in front of her future brother-in-law...

It was simply spine-chilling!!

"Hmm."

Qin Chuan nodded calmly, with a hint of a smile on his face: "Thank you for taking care of Xiao Zi all this time."

He acted very composed.

His tone was neither hurried nor slow, carrying a touch of concern, gratitude, and an indefinable leaning-in.

What is leaning-in?

In fact, it’s also a form of deference, but it’s different from looking down on someone, appearing more approachable and friendly.

Simply put,

They are of higher status than you!

But they treat you very politely!

At present, he gave the feeling of a child’s father thanking the teacher in person after the child achieves top grades.

And most importantly, this child’s father has a very high status—grand and imposing.

"Ah! You are too polite; this is what I should do!"

The blonde woman, Ye Lingshuang, was somewhat flattered, for in her eyes, Qin Chuan was more legendary than any legend she had seen.

Besides being unfathomable,

still unfathomable!

How could she not be flattered by such a notable figure standing before her, speaking to her so politely?

"You don’t have to be modest either. Without you, Xiao Zi’s strength wouldn’t have improved so quickly."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

The blonde woman’s face turned slightly red. She shyly pinched the hem of her skirt and suddenly asked: "I wonder... how should I address you?"

Qin Chuan was very composed.

He had long anticipated such a situation and had prepared lines for it, so he thickened his skin and said, "I’m a few million years older than you; if you don’t mind my age, just call me Brother Qin."

The blonde woman was shocked upon hearing this; a few million years, that was beyond her imagination.

In any case!

For cultivators, age is a symbol of power, for those with low cultivation simply can’t live that long!

So, unknowingly, Qin Chuan’s image became even more towering in her heart.

The seemingly young man appeared more mature and stable in her eyes, full of a sense of security.

"Qin... Brother Qin."

She called out, blushing, genuinely feeling the bashfulness of a young girl—she was still just a little girl over a thousand years old!

"Then I’ll call you Lingshuang in the future." Qin Chuan said.

"Hmm."

Ye Lingshuang nodded.

"I haven’t seen you for so long; why did you suddenly think of coming out to meet me?" Qin Chuan preemptively asked.

"I..."

Ye Lingshuang’s face turned red, and she said bashfully, "Mainly... I have a favor to ask."

Qin Chuan was startled and then secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

A favor to ask?

What sort of favor?

If it’s something significant and he can’t accomplish it, wouldn’t it drastically lower his image?

An invincible persona, to a certain extent, means being omnipotent.

For example, a Martial Emperor, when faced with issues at the Supreme level, can instantly reach a "basic understanding" despite never having studied it before!

This is called touching one thing and being able to infer many others!

"Brother Qin, am I being... too presumptuous?" The blonde woman became nervous the moment she saw Qin Chuan hesitate.

"Not at all."

Qin Chuan shook his head, self-deprecatingly saying: "I’m worried that in my current state, if I can’t help you, it will be utterly embarrassing."

He mentioned a keyword.

State!!

This was equivalent to an advance warning.

If he genuinely couldn’t do it later, he could use this as an excuse—it’s not that I’m incapable, it’s that my current state is not good; my current strength isn’t even one-billionth of my peak!

"I see, Brother Qin, you’ve overthought it."

The blonde woman instantly breathed a sigh of relief, covering her mouth and laughing: "Actually, it’s not something difficult for Brother Qin. Even though Brother Qin no longer has his previous cultivation, his realm and vision remain."

Ah this...

Qin Chuan grew nervous once more.

Is it a matter of realm? A matter of cultivation insight?!

In that case, it’s harder to evade.

After all, his current state is "having lost cultivation," not losing his mind; if he were to answer some basic questions wrong...

But at this juncture, there’s no way to escape, he could only brace himself.

He maintained a steadfast exterior like an old dog, smiling: "What exactly is it? Tell me."

"Hmm."

The blonde woman nodded, her expression turning solemn. With a sense of reverence for the Great Dao, she lightly asked: "May I ask Brother Qin, is there a word to practice throughout one’s life?"

Qin Chuan was stunned and blurted out: "Do not impose on others what you do not desire yourself?"

As soon as he said it, he almost slapped himself!

What nonsense, was he possessed by memorizing texts from his past life?

It was clear she was asking about cultivation matters!

However, unexpectedly, Ye Lingshuang trembled upon hearing it, then showed a look of deep contemplation.

Qin Chuan saw this and naturally waited quietly; at such times, it was impossible for him to explain anything.

Say he was speaking nonsense?

He wasn’t speaking nonsense.

He was clearly prepared!

At the very least, he had to make the other person feel he was prepared, thus showcasing the calculated approach of an invincible persona.

After a long while, the blonde woman returned to her senses, bowed respectfully to Qin Chuan, and earnestly said: "Thank you, Brother Qin, for dispelling my doubts."

"A trifling matter."

Qin Chuan exhaled in relief, then smiled and nodded, displaying the grand manner of someone with hidden achievements.

Although he was very curious why the other party would ask such a question, he did not inquire.

Wouldn’t asking only reveal his shallow ignorance? He was not about to dig his own grave.

He speculated.

This should be some matter of high-realm experts, perhaps needing some true word to uphold, possibly entering the Dao with some belief, or maybe, just pursuing the smooth flow of a thought.

These things, he didn’t bother with for now; when one reaches that step, they will naturally understand.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a pressure descended from the Celestial Vault, causing a thousand miles within the Seven Martial Sect’s surroundings to tremble strongly!

"The second son of the Xue Family from the Eastern Domain has arrived; Seven Martial Sect, come out and greet!"

An authoritative voice echoed out.

Instantly, countless disciples of the Seven Martial Sect looked up in shock, even elders and Supreme Elders’ expressions changed.

The Xue Family?

What is the Xue Family?

Never heard of it!

But, although they hadn’t heard of it, the pressure descending from the sky was genuinely the pressure of the Saint Realm.

It was as awe-inspiring as the might of the heavens, terrifying all.

"I, Zhao Fulong, am the Supreme Elder of the Seven Martial Sect; may I ask, why have you two graced our Seven Martial Sect with your presence?"

Zhao Fulong flew out from the Forbidden Valley, stopping a hundred meters away from the two uninvited guests.

"You are Zhao Fulong?"

The second son of the Xue Family had an ordinary appearance; he seemed plain yet brimmed with an inexplicable confidence.

"This young master has heard that you have taken in a disciple with fair skin, national beauty, and a special physique?"

Zhao Fulong’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

He knew the visitors were not friendly.

With such words, how could he not know the kind of schemes the young man had?

He forced a smile and said: "Your Excellency jests; although my disciple’s appearance is quite nice, she can hardly be considered stunning and is only well-known in this tiny land of seven countries. How could she catch Your Excellency’s eyes?"

Although he knew such words were of little use, they still needed to be said.

He hoped it might have some effect.

"Hehe, hardly stunning! But since I am already here, I must see her."

The second son of the Xue Family smiled slightly, speaking with a hint of menace: "Surely, I don’t lack the qualification to even see her once, do I?"

"This..."

Zhao Fulong hesitated, then smiled bitterly: "In that case, I will have my disciple come out to meet the second young master."

He quickly sent a transmission.

Soon, Shui Qingrou came out.

She wore an elegant cyan gauze dress, yet it did not hide her proud figure, resembling a pure and flawless Cyan Lotus.

However...

Her face bore a cyan-black birthmark, instantly ruining the aesthetic, even appearing somewhat hideous.

It was as if seeing an innocent, cute soft girl that seemed easy to bully, only to discover with surprise...

She was older than him.

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