Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 62: Qin Chuan’s Peeping, Filial Piety Produces Strength

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Qin Chuan’s Peeping, Filial Piety Produces Strength

Soon, two months passed by.

Qin Zi practiced diligently within the sect, occasionally going out for some experience without causing any trouble.

It’s not that the world became peaceful.

The main reason is that Qin Zi’s strength has grown considerably; at the Nirvana Realm, he’s considered a strong practitioner in the Nine Yang Dynasty.

Most of the time, he can handle many things on his own, and even occasionally wipe out some minor villain families—it’s quite routine...

The system certainly wouldn’t bother with such matters, so Qin Chuan hadn’t heard the system’s notification sound for two months.

He remained at the third level of the Sky-penetrating Realm!

However, he wasn’t anxious.

Because he was immersed in the ocean of books—knowledge is power, and learning brings him joy!

For him, these peaceful study times are rare and may be hard to come by in the future.

Of course, reading also requires a balance between work and rest.

Occasionally, he would leave the Library Pavilion to get some fresh air.

And on this day, after stepping out, he overheard some discussions.

"Hehe, indeed, when one person attains the Tao, even the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Shui Qinghan has truly gained a great advantage!"

"Yeah, in just one month he rose from the fifth level of the Primordial Dan Realm to the Pure Yang Realm; he must have gotten something good from his sister!"

"Behind his sister is the Supreme Elder. Such a grand figure, just a little something slipping through his fingers is enough to sustain him for a lifetime."

"Sigh... why don’t I have such a good sister? Truly, the same people have different fates..."

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

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan raised an eyebrow.

Shui Qinghan??

Shui Qingrou’s brother?

He perked up. His keen instincts told him that things might not be so simple.

Perhaps others would naturally think that Shui Qinghan benefited from his sister’s favor, but in his view... an unusual occurrence must have hidden intricacies!

He habitually thought this way.

Because he hoped it was so.

People always want to believe what’s in their favor and strive to prove it as the truth, and he’s no exception.

"It seems there’s a need to observe him."

With this in mind, he decided to secretly observe Shui Qinghan for a while to see what secrets the kid might have.

The others focused on their cultivation, naturally having no interest in such trivial matters. But Qin Mou didn’t need to cultivate, so he had plenty of leisure time.

As for peeping, it’s not difficult.

He possessed powerful Divine Soul Power, capable of monitoring Shui Qinghan’s every move from a great distance, sipping tea at the same time.

Thus.

The voyeuristic devil came online!

Through observation, Qin Chuan discovered that Shui Qinghan acted normally during the day, following regular training routines.

But at night, he began to behave abnormally.

It seemed he was cultivating a powerful cultivation technique, operating with high efficiency, causing his strength to surge rapidly!

This cultivation technique appeared to be more advanced than what the elders of the Seven Martial Sect cultivated, possibly even outclassing those of the Supreme Elder.

From this, Qin Chuan could confirm that this guy had received some mysterious inheritance.

Of course, the inheritance didn’t attract him at all, after all, he didn’t need to cultivate.

What he was more interested in was whether Shui Qinghan had a mysterious master behind him, and if it was a major villain, that would be even better...

He continued his observation.

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

Finally, on the seventh day!

In the middle of the night, Shui Qinghan tossed and turned a bit, covering his stomach and mumbling "stomachache," pretending to get up to use the restroom.

His three roommates slept like logs and didn’t suspect anything, turning over and covering their heads with blankets.

Then, Shui Qinghan began roaming around the sect aimlessly, taking many detours before pretending to have an urgent nature call and dashed into a forest...

After entering the forest, he groped around in the dark, circling a large area before entering another patch of woods.

After bypassing several groves, he finally arrived at his destination—a deep sinkhole covered in shrubs.

The sinkhole wasn’t large, about two meters in diameter, like a larger well opening, extremely silent.

Shui Qinghan parted the bushes, cautiously looking around, then took a deep breath and leapt in.

Qin Chuan’s Divine Soul Power followed him down.

His Divine Soul Power came from the system, the purest Divine Soul Power, so it was hard to detect when hidden.

"Thud!"

Shui Qinghan landed on the bottom of the sinkhole with a dull thud, then the bottom of the sinkhole suddenly lit up.

It was a cellar-like space.

The walls were adorned with many colorful murals, painted in an abstract fashion, appearing bizarre and ancient.

There was an old man, his clothes ragged, hair disheveled and tangled, with his limbs bound by thick iron chains to the walls, his head lowered.

Hearing the sound, the old man slowly raised his head, revealing a creepy smile on his scarred, wrinkled face.

"You’re here?"

Shui Qinghan quickly knelt down, respectfully saying, "Outer disciple Shui Qinghan, greets the Ancestor!"

"No need for such formalities."

The old man smiled and shook his head, kindly saying, "Since you have cultivated my inheritance, it is more fitting to call me Master."

"This!!"

Shui Qinghan was overjoyed, then pretended to hesitate. "This... with my rank, it might not be appropriate?"

"I say it is, so it is!"

The old man declared boldly.

Thus, Shui Qinghan obediently called him Master.

"That’s right."

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "I noticed your exceptional roots long ago, but you started cultivating too late, missed the optimal period, so your potential couldn’t be unleashed."

"Today, I will impart you another secret technique to unlock potential, named the Nine Yang Divine Art, prepare yourself."

Upon hearing this, Shui Qinghan hurriedly sat with his legs crossed, closed his eyes, and assumed the Five Hearts to Heaven posture.

The old man looked at this defenseless young man, a touch of greed flashing in his eyes.

What a great opportunity!

This young man completely trusted him now; if he wanted to seize the body now, there would be no resistance.

But...

This body’s too weak to bear his powerful Divine Soul; forcing it would lead to its collapse.

He needed to cultivate for a while longer!

"Here it comes."

The old man said in a deep voice, and then his forehead began to glow, countless golden characters pouring out and surging into Shui Qinghan’s forehead.

Hwaa!

Instantly, a look of pain appeared on Shui Qinghan’s face, with sweat seeping from his forehead, but he gritted his teeth, not uttering a sound.

After a long while, the transmission was finally complete.

"Cough cough cough!"

The old man coughed a few times, a hint of weakness showing on his face.

"Master, what’s wrong?" Shui Qinghan quickly got up, at a loss what to do.

"Hehe... it’s nothing, just that being imprisoned by that treacherous disciple for so long, my Essence Energy eroded continuously, dropping my cultivation, I’m finding it hard to hold on."

The old man said with a bitter smile.

"Damn it, I will definitely kill that traitorous disciple who deceived his master and destroy his ancestor, for justice on behalf of you, Master!"

Shui Qinghan said through gritted teeth.

"Let it go. Once you become stronger, if he’s still alive, defeating him will suffice. Everyone deserves a chance to repent."

The old man sighed, speaking compassionately, "Sigh, I spoiled him too much back then, leading him to this path..."

Shui Qinghan pressed his lips, saying nothing, silently clenching his fists, seeming indignant, unwilling to agree with his master’s soft-heartedness.

The old man smiled gently, "Don’t overthink it; with your current strength, even if you wish to kill him, you’re far from it. Better to first cultivate to the Supreme Realm, then rescue me from this sunless place."

Shui Qinghan’s body trembled, a trace of guilt showing on his face, seemingly guilty for being unable to alleviate his master’s suffering.

What a pair of devoted teacher and filial disciple!!

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