Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 111: Must Rely on Dad!

The Netherworld Sect Leader’s decision to take a disciple caught Qin Zi off guard.

After all, he came here merely following his father’s advice to see the world, as his father said that competing with geniuses from all over was a necessary process to become stronger.

So, he came.

Though it was a disciple selection event, not everyone came to join. Many young people were not there to join.

Because they knew they had no hope.

And many young people so desperately wanted to join the Yellow Springs Sect, yet... did they think the Yellow Springs Sect would surely take them?

The Yellow Springs Sect was selecting them.

The sect can choose disciples, so can disciples choose their sect. If they don’t want to join, they won’t join.

"What, you don’t want to?"

Sima Nan frowned, unable to fathom why this young man wasn’t ecstatic when he personally extended the offer, but rather seemed hesitant.

This made him feel his authority was being offended.

After all, in this vast region, the Yellow Springs Sect reigned supreme, and he, as its leader, held immense power.

To him, extending this olive branch was an honor to any young person, and he invited Qin Zi with a sense of condescending grace.

Yet, he seemed to have been refused.

"Senior, I came primarily to see the various geniuses and broaden my horizons, not with the intent to become an apprentice,"

Qin Zi respectfully said.

"So you’re looking down on the Yellow Springs Sect?"

Sima Nan’s expression grew colder, and the surrounding air temperature kept dropping due to the aura he emanated.

"Senior, you’ve misunderstood."

Qin Zi quickly explained, "As a top force in the Eastern Domain and the dominant power in this vast area, who would dare to look down on the Yellow Springs Sect?"

"However, I already have a master. Taking another feels inappropriate... I beg for your understanding, Senior."

In fact, Qin Zi was not someone who would provoke others without reason.

When it’s possible to reason, he is willing to reason—at least go through the motions.

"Hmph!!"

Sima Nan snorted coldly, coldly looking down at Qin Zi and questioned, "Since you have a master, why did you come to participate in our Yellow Springs Sect’s disciple selection? Are you making a mockery of me?!"

"No, no, no!"

Qin Zi shook his head quickly, saying, "I’ve mentioned before, I came this time only for training, without any other motive, unaware that Senior would honor me so. I find it difficult to accept, and ask for your understanding, Senior."

"Heh, what glib talk."

Sima Nan sneered, "Our Yellow Springs Sect is not a place for you to casually train! The battle arena I personally set is not something for you to fool around with!"

"I can offer some compensation."

Qin Zi took a deep breath and said.

"Fine, then bring out a Supreme Spiritual Treasure, and this matter will pass. Otherwise, you won’t leave the Yellow Springs Sect today."

Sima Nan said lightly.

"You!!"

Qin Zi gritted his teeth fiercely.

A Supreme Spiritual Treasure, how could he possibly possess such an item now? The other party was clearly making things difficult for him.

"What, can’t bring it out? Yet you dare mention compensation to me?"

Sima Nan glanced at Qin Zi disdainfully, his manner growing more superior, with no more scruples.

He was narrow-minded.

This, he admitted himself.

However, he was not a reckless person. Asking so much was a way to test this young man for any background.

Hearing previously that he had a master, Sima Nan became more alert. If this young man could produce a Supreme Spiritual Treasure, then he might still have some background, and today’s matter would be over.

He wouldn’t really take that Supreme Spiritual Treasure either.

This way, it not only showed his manner before everyone’s eyes, but the power behind this young man could have nothing to say.

Now, as this young man couldn’t even bring out a Supreme Spiritual Treasure, he seemed not to have much background.

At least, his background wasn’t stronger than the Yellow Springs Sect’s.

After all, when the top prodigies of the Yellow Springs Sect go out for training, they are equipped with Supreme Spiritual Treasures, which is the sect’s style.

"Senior, can I change it to something else?"

Qin Zi suppressed his inner anger and asked.

"Yes."

Sima Nan said lightly, "Then kneel and kowtow three times, and you may leave."

Wow!

At these words, everyone’s faces slightly changed.

This was a mortal blow!

If a genius kneels down in front of everyone, they would never be able to lift their head again in their lifetime, effectively ruining them.

Qin Zi took several deep breaths, then slowly raised his head, his eyes no longer showing any trace of fear, but rather coldly asked, "Does Senior have to press so aggressively?"

Sima Nan nonchalantly sat on the chair, glancing at Qin Zi like an ant, "Heh, aggressive? And what if I am pressing you?"

He was too lazy to pretend anymore.

Whatever magnanimity, whatever poise, was all just fluff. He didn’t need others to respect him; he merely needed them to fear him.

If he still squabbled with an ant, it wouldn’t make the people present hold him in higher regard, but would only cause them to lose their awe.

He demanded strength.

Demanded dominance!

And at this moment, seeing the undisguised contempt of the other, Qin Zi’s pride was also provoked, questioning, "Are you so high-handed that you think yourself invincible?"

Sima Nan remained unchanged in expression, responding nonchalantly, "I am certainly not invincible, but I can make you helpless."

"Even if your ambitions are lofty, in front of me, you’re just an ant. I can crush you with a single finger. This is the reality you must face!"

"Pfft!"

Qin Zi suddenly laughed, mocking, "What a frog at the bottom of a well who sees himself as an unparalleled powerhouse! Such great bravado, indeed!"

"If you’re so extraordinary, why don’t you dare venture into a wider world, why don’t you dare to compete with those true powerhouses, and instead only hide at your doorstep, bullying the weak to pretend you’re strong?"

"Hehe, because you know yourself that you’re unworthy! You can only squat in a small place, relying on your ancestors’ protection, posturing in front of the weak to maintain your pathetic, pitiful self-esteem."

"And you think you can take me as your disciple? Do you have any clue why I refuse to apprentice under you?"

"Why do you become embarrassed and angry when you’re rejected? It’s because you know you’re unworthy, and I have presented the truth you don’t want to accept nakedly before you."

"So... you want to kill me, right?"

Qin Zi looked at him mockingly, as if looking at a clown.

"Courting death!!"

Sima Nan’s eyes erupted with unprecedented killing intent, almost crazed, like a lion touched on a sore spot.

In this world, not everyone is normal, and Sima Nan is clearly one of the abnormal ones.

He’s both inferior and conceited!!

"Boom!!"

A destructive pressure came crashing down from the Celestial Vault, as if the entire sky was collapsing.

This is the power of the ninth level of the Saint Realm!

"Father—"

Qin Zi roared up to the sky.

Because he knew, when facing such a level of powerhouse, relying on his mentor wouldn’t work; he had to rely on his father!

"Boom!!"

A loud bang resonated through the heavens, and a terrifying shockwave spread out like a tsunami, sweeping away a mass of spectators, who flew back like leaves in a storm.

Qin Zi slowly opened his eyes, and indeed, that familiar and upright figure appeared in front of him.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Golden streams whirled around, like countless serpents coiling, surrounding the two of them.

And that white-clad figure stood like the mightiest Divine Mountain in the world, unshakable for millennia!

"Hmm?!"

Sima Nan’s expression changed slightly, as he slowly stood up from his chair and sternly asked Qin Chuan, "Who are you?"

"Didn’t you hear him call?"

Qin Chuan said calmly.

"Father?"

Sima Nan muttered with a frown.

"Don’t call randomly, you’re unworthy."

Qin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly.

"How dare you insult me!!"

Sima Nan shouted angrily.

"A man must first bring disgrace upon himself before others will insult him. You are a dignified ninth-level Saint Realm, yet you attack a junior at the Sky Reaching Realm; do you expect me to hold you in high regard?" Qin Chuan said mildly.

"Spare me the preaching! In this world, right and wrong mean nothing but the victor being king and the loser being conquered. Once your corpse begins to rot, let’s see who will still claim you’re right!"

Sima Nan roared lowly and attacked directly. He didn’t want to waste words and wanted to suppress the father and son who dared to offend his dignity!

"Yellow Springs Falls from the Ninth Heaven!"

A glow erupted from between his eyebrows, illuminating a patch of sky, then the Celestial Vault seemed to tear open, and a massive Yellow Springs waterfall surged forth, winding into a great river, fiercely washing towards Qin Chuan.

Yellow Springs, corroding all things!

"Merely flashy!"

Qin Chuan lifted his right foot and stomped down forcefully, releasing nine white dragons from beneath his foot, swirling and winding towards the Yellow Springs.

"Swish, swish!"

The nine dragons paddled the waves, surging against the Yellow Springs, causing the entire Yellow Springs River to churn. The nine dragons coiled to form a massive tunnel, and Qin Chuan, like a stream of light, traversed through that tunnel!

"Hum!"

In an instant, he passed through the Yellow Springs River, arriving in front of Sima Nan, with the Cyan Lotus Sword appearing in his hand.

"Immortal Crystal Wall!"

Sima Nan immediately reacted, and brilliant light gathered around him, forming a golden barrier, shielding his head.

"Boom!!"

Qin Chuan’s sword struck down, like a heavenly pillar falling, with hundreds of meters of silvery-white sword light, making one shudder with fear.

And that golden barrier immediately emitted a cracking sound, like the sound of breaking ice, as cracks rapidly spread.

"You can’t break it!"

Sima Nan roared lowly, injecting his immense power into the barrier, causing the cracks in the barrier to swiftly mend as if time were reversing.

"Really?"

Qin Chuan smirked playfully; he gently shook his body, and three dazzling lotuses rose from his head, radiating divine light.

And his power suddenly tripled!

He held the long sword firm and pressed down forcefully, causing the golden barrier to explode in response, and a figure embarrassingly crashed to the ground.

"Boom!!"

The ground shook violently, creating a circular pit, and Qin Chuan, reversing his grip on the sword, hurled it downward!

"Pu!"

"Ah—"

The Cyan Lotus Sword pierced through Sima Nan’s left scapula, pinning him to the bottom of the pit, lying face-up, unable to move. frёewebnoѵēl.com