Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 66: Can’t Deny It Even If I Wanted To!

Wind and Thunder Valley.

As one of the six major sects of the Nine Yang Dynasty, it is renowned, and its mountain gate is exceptionally distinctive.

"Rumble!"

Two towering peaks stand like two giants outside Wind and Thunder Valley, with lingering dark clouds between the peaks that occasionally flicker with lightning, truly unusual.

It is said that this is caused by the terrain.

The special terrain creates a unique magnetic field, and this magnetic field can evoke heavenly thunder, forming such a spectacle.

At this moment, outside the mountain gate, over a hundred disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect stand on either side, forming a welcoming formation.

From the sky, people continuously descend.

"Brother Ritian, long time no see."

"Haha, Brother Liangchen, you’re here too. Have you finally decided to give up your local identity?"

"Hahaha, Brother Ritian, you’re joking."

"Oh, isn’t that Brother Kong? Rumor has it that Brother Kong was studying the five directions of Fennel Swordsmanship in the mountains, and today he’s willing to come out?"

"I... occasionally come out of the mountains."

"Brother Fang, do you remember me?"

"You are..."

These people come from all over the dynasty, including sect prodigies, family heirs, and loose cultivators, all of whom are somewhat well-known.

The Nine Yang Dynasty is vast, and its prodigies are by no means represented solely by the young people of the six major sects.

There are often monstrous talents who suddenly appear, causing a storm in one place, and then disappear just as suddenly.

Such people have always existed and are quite numerous; they lie low, silently growing stronger.

For them, occasionally standing out is a mistake, accidentally exposing themselves...

A standout tree in the forest gets pulled down by the wind!

Many of these monstrous talents come from humble origins but carry great secrets. They are unwilling to join a sect, fearing discovery, so they choose to develop in silence.

However, these people are not entirely invisible, nor can they hide in a cave forever; they walk the world under other identities.

For instance, there was once an "Old Demon Han" who, when introducing himself, would always say—Li Feiyu from Locust Wind Valley, not worthy of mention!

So, many small-time talents who seem mediocre may secretly be stunning prodigies!!

These people don’t miss out on major events, but they never stand out, firmly maintaining a low profile.

Most of the time, they quietly watch the show or serve as narrators. If a great opportunity falls at their feet, they pick it up quietly and leave without a trace...

"Nanhua Sword Sect has arrived!"

"Beixue Sword Sect has arrived!"

"Queri Blade Sect has arrived!"

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"Western Prince’s Mansion has arrived!"

"Prince’s Mansion has arrived!"

"Imperial Capital Chu Family has arrived!"

"Imperial Capital Bai Family has arrived!"

...

Many powerful forces begin to make their entrance, each loudly announcing their arrival.

And the roc carrying Qin Chuan and his companions also landed before the mountain gate of Wind and Thunder Valley, but evidently, Qin Chuan had no intention of making such a spectacle.

He let the roc circle back into the sky and then proceeded inside with Qin Zi and Shui Qingrou.

When he presented the Elder Token of the Seven Martial Sect, the hosts immediately became respectful, and even an Elder of the Wind Thunder Valley personally came out to greet him, smiling broadly.

"Hahaha, it’s Elder Qin Chuan, I’ve long admired your name, seeing is believing!"

This Elder first warmly shook Qin Chuan’s hand, then exclaimed in surprise, "Huh... why has only three from your Seven Martial Sect arrived? Other sects and families have brought many people."

"But your invitation only listed the names of these two disciples. How could the others just show up?"

Qin Chuan jokingly said.

"Ah??"

The Elder paused, then understood, sighing helplessly, "Oh! We were careless! It’s our oversight. These two young ones are quite famous, and our elders in Wind Thunder Sect all wanted to meet them, so the invitation overlooked others."

"I thought maybe your Spring Thunder Fruit wasn’t sufficient, so you invited fewer people," Qin Chuan teased with a smile.

"Cough... Sorry to make you laugh, Brother Qin. That Spring Thunder Fruit Tree is over three thousand years old, its canopy covers hundreds of meters, yielding several ten thousand fruits at a time, it’s nothing rare."

This Elder said with a wry smile.

"Grandpa Qin Chuan!"

At this moment, a young girl’s voice rang out. The group turned to see a noble girl in a green court dress.

Commandery Princess Chu Yun!

Beside her stood a burly middle-aged man, who wore a Python Robe. Though initially imposing, at this moment, he awkwardly turned his head, seeming reluctant for Qin Chuan to see him.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan squinted his eyes, waved with a smile, and said, "So, it’s Chu Yun, come over."

Seeing this, Chu Yun walked over with a radiant smile. Not just that, but she also put effort into bringing her father along.

Southern Prince Yang Tu initially feigned resistance but eventually came to stand before Qin Chuan half-heartedly.

This Southern Prince’s face turned red, first scratching his head, then his waist, all the while speaking uneasily, "Um... last time I was too excited, um... thank you, Qin Zi, for saving Chu Yun."

"Mm."

Qin Chuan responded indifferently.

"Cough, cough, after thinking about it back home, I realized my grandfather did indeed have such a cross-generational friendship... I misunderstood you."

Yang Tu said stiffly.

"Hmm."

Qin Chuan still responded calmly, unmoved, just as he had said before, he would never cling to the Prince’s Mansion!

"Uh... sir, earlier I judged you with a small-minded heart, please don’t take it to heart."

Yang Tu, as if constipated, struggled to say this, his neck turning red after he spoke.

"Now you don’t think I’m coveting the glory and wealth of your Prince’s Mansion?" Qin Chuan asked with interest.

Yang Tu felt deeply ashamed, speaking quietly, "In front of you, humble Prince’s Mansion dares not to speak of glory and wealth."

He now knew that Qin Chuan had registered three fifth-grade and three sixth-grade pill formulas with the Alchemy Master Association!

He fully understood the terrifying financial power this represented; Qin Chuan needed only half a year to crush the Prince’s Mansion’s thousand-year accumulation.

High-grade pill formulas are just that defying!

Of course, his current visit to acknowledge kinship is not to curry favor with Qin Chuan, after all, the Prince’s Mansion lacks nothing and doesn’t need to curry favor with anyone.

However, he believed in being clear about grievances and favors.

Previously, the man had saved his daughter thinking of the friendship with his father, yet he almost repaid kindness with enmity, which shouldn’t be the case, so he felt he should make some gesture, at least... he should give the man due recognition.

Uncle is uncle.

The seniority is there, can’t change it!

"Hmm, I’m glad you have this awareness, but let’s let bygones be bygones. Now that Brother Yang Xiong is gone, I don’t wish to have any connections with your Prince’s Mansion, let’s part amicably."

Qin Chuan said calmly.

"This..."

Southern Prince Yang Tu pondered for a while, then took a deep breath, his eyes showing firmness, and said earnestly, "Uncle, I know my previous actions disappointed you."

"But... you and my father were cross-generational friends, and Qin Zi also saved Chu Yun’s life. The relationship between our families is established, it won’t change even if you don’t acknowledge it."

I acknowledge you as my uncle.

You can’t deny it even if you want to!!

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