Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 63 I’ll Give You One Chance!

Not long after, Shui Qinghan climbed out of the sinkhole.

After all, he pretended to go out to poop, so he couldn’t stay outside for too long, lest he arouse the suspicion of his roommates.

And Qin Chuan didn’t alert the enemy; he decided to first figure out the identity of this elder.

He felt that this old guy was probably not a good person, and those words were likely nonsense.

"I remember there is an old book in the Library Pavilion that records the history of the Seven Martial Sect, let’s see if it reveals anything."

He suddenly remembered the book he had accidentally come across in the sea of books at the Library Pavilion.

Previously, he was not interested in this book. Why waste time understanding the mere history of the Seven Martial Sect?

It’s not like it’s for an exam.

To him, the Seven Martial Sect was merely an elementary school, and with graduation looming, he needed to prepare for the entrance exams instead of wasting time learning about the school’s founding history...

But now, it was necessary.

He just wanted to know if there was ever a heretical existence in the history of the Seven Martial Sect.

Soon, he found the old booklet named "Secret History of the Seven Martial Sect" with ease.

He quickly searched and indeed found some clues!

"A disciple of the Sixth Ancestral Master once fell into the demonic path, causing a bloody storm. Eventually, the Sixth Ancestral Master personally took action to quell the chaos."

There was only this one sentence of introduction.

But Qin Chuan could almost be certain that this was it.

The so-called quelling of chaos is a kind of euphemism, meaning the demonic disciple was suppressed. As for what happened after the suppression, it was unknown.

Generally speaking, such euphemisms are used to cover up shame, implying that the Sixth Ancestor probably didn’t kill this rebellious disciple.

But rather imprisoned him.

"So, the old guy in the sinkhole is likely this fallen disciple."

Qin Chuan rubbed his chin with his right hand, pondering, "Since this old guy is a demon, he probably wouldn’t be so kind-hearted to teach Shui Qinghan. He’s likely just grazing him, fattening him up to eat him later."

"Since he’s a scheming guy, I have no pressure; just need to close the door and release Qin Zi."

Thinking of this, he closed the book and inserted it into the black crevice between two upright booklets.

...

"Dad, why did you bring me here?"

Qin Zi stood on the edge of the sinkhole, glanced down, and saw nothing but blackness below.

"There’s a demon trapped down there, do you dare to go down and mess with him?" Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Ah?!"

Qin Zi shrank his neck, recalling the dark elder who almost possessed him before, feeling a bit scared.

"What, are you afraid?"

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrow.

"Uh... How could I be? With Dad here, what am I afraid of? Besides, you wouldn’t let anything happen to me!"

Qin Zi quickly said.

These words were both a demonstration of trust in his father and an attempt to boost his own morale.

He knew he couldn’t refuse this task, and if he showed fear, it would disappoint his dad.

Plus, he understood that his dad did this purely to build his courage—such well-intended effort!

"That’s good."

Qin Chuan nodded in satisfaction, patting his son’s head as he instructed, "You have only one task: use all sorts of methods to humiliate him, curse him, taunt him, you can even pee on him."

"You don’t need to feel guilty, because he once caused a bloody storm as a demon, harming countless lives."

"Dad, don’t worry! I remember all your teachings." Qin Zi confidently patted his chest.

His dad had said before that to overcome fear, you must face it directly, even provoke it!

"I’m going down."

Qin Zi took a deep breath, his whole body glowing with golden light, and then slowly descended.

Qin Chuan stood in place, using Divine Soul Power to silently monitor the situation below, ready to rescue his daredevil son at any moment...

Not long after.

A furious roar came from below.

"Ah—"

The roar carried a thick sense of incredulity, helplessness, and a collapse of dignity.

"Ding! Your son has provoked a Great Demon at the sixth level of Tongtian realm. Upholding the principle of ’fatherhood like a mountain, father must win,’ your cultivation has risen to the fourth level of Tongtian realm, invincible within the same level."

"Ding! As your cultivation has not reached the same level as the enemy, the system compensates with a Divine Technique—Immortal Golden Bell!"

Boom—

At the same time, a terrifying force of Divine Soul Power erupted beneath the sinkhole, unleashing destructive might.

But just for an instant, Qin Chuan’s Divine Soul Power, hidden beside his son, materialized and protected Qin Zi.

His physical body also instantly appeared beneath the sinkhole, standing in front of Qin Zi.

Looking ahead.

He saw the elder chained up, hair disheveled, eyes bloodshot, already driven mad.

"Ah, die, die!"

The elder roared, his Divine Soul Power billowing like terrifying waves, rampaging in the confined space.

But Qin Chuan directly used the newly obtained Divine Technique—Immortal Golden Bell, enveloping himself and his son.

Under the shroud of the golden bell, all of the elder’s attacks were isolated, leaving the inside calm regardless of the storm outside.

Not only that, he also released Divine Soul Power to seal the sinkhole’s exit, preventing any disturbance from leaking out.

"What did you do?"

Qin Chuan looked at his son, surprised by his outstanding skills.

It should be known that such demons of the Tongtian realm are mentally tough and wouldn’t easily anger, let alone go mad.

"Hehe, this old fellow brought it on himself."

Qin Zi smugly said, "When I first came down, he tried to trick me, telling stories about being the Ancestral Master of the sect, betrayed by malicious disciples and trapped here, sounding so genuine."

"Luckily, I knew the truth, otherwise, I’d have fallen for it."

"Seeing how well he spins tales, I went along and made up a story too, saying I was betrayed by a junior sister, disgraced."

"He then wanted to take me as a disciple, and I pretended to agree."

"Then, just as he awaited my bowing to him, with even a slight smirk of triumph on his lips... I peed on his face!"

"The old guy was dumbfounded on the spot."

"I first asked him if it tasted sweet, then continued to mock him, dissecting his clumsy plot, making him realize a harsh fact—that the clown was actually him!"

Qin Chuan was stupefied.

Ah, this...

This is outright a double insult to both body and character!

When did this kid master such a core technique? Could this be the legendary... innate talent?

"Ah ah!!"

The elder, having almost vented, gradually calmed down, his tidal wave-like Divine Soul Power retracting.

He panted heavily, his eyes like a tiger glaring at Qin Chuan and his son, asking, "Who... exactly are you?!"

"Who am I? You ants don’t have the right to know." Qin Chuan looked down with contempt.

"Heh heh heh, a mere child! Just at the fourth level of Tongtian realm, yet so arrogant, truly ignorant and fearless!"

The elder sneered, "In my peak days, ants like you, I could crush a bunch with one foot!"

Qin Chuan’s eyes brightened!!

He looked at the elder with interest, his lips curling slightly, "So, you used to be very strong, huh?"

"Heh!"

The elder snickered disdainfully, refusing to speak more.

"If so, then I’ll give you a chance to restore to your prime and make sure you lose convinced."

Qin Chuan said calmly.

"What?!"

The elder suddenly looked up, utterly shocked.

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