Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 80: Supreme Divine Weapon!

Boom!

Hearing the condescending and indifferent words, Qin Zi’s temper instantly exploded, his face turning cold.

In that moment, his demeanor changed from previously being accommodating and compliant to being utterly defiant!

He could no longer endure.

There was no need to endure any longer!

He looked at the young man and said coldly, "Consider your words as mere noise? What do you think... you are?!"

"Hmm?!"

The young man clearly did not expect that the figure he looked down on like a worm would dare defy his will, and his eyes immediately shot out a sharp cold light: "Are you sure... you want to die?"

Swish!

He stood up from the Spirit Pool, like a serpent emerging from the sea, or perhaps a lion awakening, with an astonishing oppressive aura sweeping towards Qin Zi.

His cultivation level was actually... the seventh level of the Nirvana Realm!

This person was only in his early twenties, yet such a cultivation level was shockingly extraordinary.

At least, it was in the Jiuyang Dynasty.

"Third Brother, this is a guest invited by the Ancestor. If you make a move today, you might not escape punishment."

At this moment, the Eldest Prince, Yang Qitian, spoke up.

"Haha, you useless waste, defeated by such an ant, embarrassing the Royal Family, and yet you have the face to preach in front of me?"

The Third Prince, Yang Shengtian, turned his head to look at the Eldest Prince and mocked unmercifully.

"You!"

Yang Qitian glared. freeweɓnovel-cøm

"What, are you not convinced? If you’re not, you can try it, and see how many moves you can withstand from me!"

Yang Shengtian looked at Yang Qitian with a cold smile.

However, his gaze was not entirely contemptuous; there was also an indescribable anger.

It seemed like jealousy, yet also like resentment.

"Third Brother, why speak so harshly to Big Brother? Even though you’re the Royal Family’s acknowledged first prodigy, you should understand the respect between young and old."

The Second Princess, Yang Wanying, said calmly.

"Haha, Second Sister should keep quiet as well, because what I said to Big Brother applies equally to you!"

Yang Shengtian glanced at her and laughed coldly.

The Second Princess gave him a faint look, seemingly unangered, and continued, "Feel free to make a move, but I remind you, if you destroy the Spirit Pool, a family treasure passed down for two thousand years, you cannot afford the consequences."

Swish!

Hearing this, Yang Shengtian’s expression stiffened.

Indeed!

The Spirit Pool was a treasure passed down for two thousand years in the family and could be used every ten years, significantly boosting the strength of the family’s top prodigies. It held great significance as a legacy and was extremely important.

It could be said that even if the emperor were to be executed, the Spirit Pool could not be destroyed.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Shengtian looked at Qin Zi and threatened, "Leave the Spirit Pool now, and I can forgive your previous impertinence. Otherwise... if you leave the Spirit Pool, it will be too late to regret it!"

"Haha, idiot."

Qin Zi chuckled coldly, disinclined to pay any attention to him, and directly sat cross-legged in the Spirit Pool to cultivate.

Leaving the Spirit Pool?

Once I leave the Spirit Pool, would I still fear you?

Not just you, but even your father, your grandfather, or your great-grandfather! I dare to jump up and punch him in the knees!

...

In a blink, two days passed.

After sitting outside the Stone Forest in meditation for a day, Qin Chuan felt bored and decided to take a walk in the mountains.

This Jiuyang Mountain was vast.

Moreover, inside there were many special places, such as valleys where rare spirit grass was planted, murals and carvings left by Martial Dao seniors, and even some places had broken sword hilts stuck in the ground!

Perhaps it was the bald elder’s prior instructions, so Qin Chuan’s activities were not obstructed.

This Jiuyang Mountain, deemed a forbidden area by the Royal Family, forbidding others to enter without permission, was open for him to roam.

When he nonchalantly pulled up a few spirit medicines and found no one stopping him, his courage grew...

Soon, he had stripped the medicinal materials from two valleys bare.

During this time, he sensed someone spying on him, but no one came out to stop him. What did this indicate?

It indicated that it was given to him as a gift!

If people offer you something freely and you don’t take it, wouldn’t that be foolish?

He speculated that the Royal Family had long decided to go to great lengths to win him over. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have "invited a wolf into the house" by bringing him here.

But he had to admit, he really did buy into it!

If people show me an inch of respect, I’ll return ten feet of respect.

In the future, should the Royal Family truly face difficulties, he would be willing to lend a hand without harming his own interests.

This Jiuyang Mountain, a treasure trove cultivated by the Royal Family for over two thousand years, was indeed a treasure!

In just one day, the treasures Qin Chuan gathered were enough to multiply his wealth several times over.

Even though he had the backing of the Alchemy Master Association and didn’t lack money, many things here were priceless and not available for purchase!

Even if one had money, they couldn’t buy them.

After a long while, he arrived at a Sword Tomb.

It was a cold stone cliff, where countless swords were embedded as far as the eye could see, mostly broken swords, with a few being intact.

"Buzzing—"

Countless strands of sword energy swirled within the valley, akin to a multitude of silver fish swimming in schools.

This made the entire valley exceedingly cold.

When Qin Chuan stepped into the valley, the countless sword energies seemed to find a target to attack, rushing at him like piranhas!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Qin Chuan sneered, and then divine soul power surged around him, transforming into a golden bell that enveloped him.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sword energies collided with the Immortal Golden Bell, making sounds like raindrops on tiles, and then were scattered.

"Heh heh."

He chuckled dismissively, scoffing at the puny sword energies that dared to be rampant, unaware of his invincible power?

(He was too immersed in his role)

However, suddenly!

A sharp sword hum emerged from the depths of the Sword Tomb.

"Buzz—"

Upon hearing it, the sword energies surged like homing swallows towards the depths of the Sword Tomb.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, an outline of an illusory sword shadow shot up into the sky like a beam of light piercing the clouds.

Then, countless silver sword energies swiftly converged into the outline, gradually making it distinct.

Its sharpness continuously escalated.

When the sword light fully materialized, it became a silver-white pillar crashing down towards Qin Chuan!

"Boom!"

This sword split apart the clouds, seemingly capable of cleaving the Nine Suns Mountain in half.

"So strong!"

Qin Chuan’s expression changed dramatically as the terrifying pressure revealed the weapon’s absolute power at the Supreme level!

Without delay, a thought sparked in his mind, and the Supreme Spiritual Treasure, the Prison-Suppression Cauldron, concealed in his dantian, appeared above him.

Yet, even so, his sense of crisis did not diminish, causing his hair to stand on end!

"This sword has partially gained self-awareness and can mobilize the sword energies of this Sword Tomb, equating it to half a Supreme Saint-level master. This strike holds a fraction of a Supreme Saint’s might!"

Drawing a deep breath, Qin Chuan roared, "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top!"

Buzzing—

Three dazzling lotus flowers appeared above him like the sun rising from the ocean, instantly tripling his power!

"Go!"

He poured all his power into the Prison-Suppression Cauldron above him with a fierce slap, causing it to radiate a pitch-black phantom that collided with the descending silver-white giant sword.

"Boom!!"

A colossal explosion reverberated, shaking the entire Nine Suns Mountain fiercely. A destructive shockwave spread outward, threatening to flatten the mountain.

Fortunately, a layer of protective array manifested in the sky, absorbing the shockwave and forceful tremors, calming the mountain.

"Puff!"

Qin Chuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale, as the backlash brought him stumbling back several steps.

This was his first injury in a long time. Luckily, his cheap son wasn’t here, otherwise... his embarrassment would have been immense.

However, this strike also shattered the terrifying sword light, causing the chaotic white light of sword energies to scatter in all directions.

It seemed it would be difficult for them to regroup soon.

In other words, the Supreme Sword in the depths of the Sword Tomb couldn’t launch an attack against him for now.

"See the high building rising from the ground; brilliance comes from one’s own efforts. When encountering treasure, it must not be missed."

With the Prison-Suppression Cauldron hovering above, he wiped the blood from his lips and proceeded towards the depths of the Sword Tomb.

As he passed, the broken swords on the ground trembled under the pressure of the Supreme Spiritual Treasure, the Prison-Suppression Cauldron.

Soon, Qin Chuan reached the deepest part of the Sword Tomb.

It was a cave.

In the center of the cave, there was a pool about five to six meters in diameter, with water dripping from the cave walls into it, making a crisp sound.

"Drip, drip..."

And at the center of the pool was embedded a snow-white long sword!

It stood quietly there, and whenever the ripple from the dripping water touched it, a faint silver light would shimmer.

Like a silver firefly, it flickered in the dark cave, becoming the only light source there.

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