Astonished Clan

The sudden explosion caused the former passionate Hall of Conference to sink into complete silence.

The gazes of the attendees subconsciously shifted over.

Qin Tieba and Qin Changkong, the father and son duo were slightly shocked by the explosion. They had never imagined that there would be anyone who would dare to destroy the gate to the Qin Clan's Hall of Conference.

Following this, their expression turned ugly as their gazes shifted.

The duo wanted to know just who had balls large enough to interrupt them during such a crucial moment and disturb their joyous occasion.

However, as they carefully shifted their gaze to the perpetrator, they were both completely shocked.

Not only were the father and son duo shocked, but the faces of all the people present were also petrified. They had never imagined that the person who had come crashing into the Hall of Conference during this crucial time would actually be the notorious waste of the Qin Clan, Qin Nan!

"All of you want to impeach my father?" Qin Nan's complexion was ice cold. He acted as if he didn't do anything wrong as he asked this question to the crowd.

"Nan'er, you…." At this moment, Qin Tian was also speechless due to Qin Nan's actions. However, he quickly gathered his thoughts and his complexion changed as he said with a stern voice, "Qin Nan, what are you doing? You are not allowed in here, hurry up and--"

Before Qin Tian could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Qin Tieba who emitted a faintly discernible killing intent and his expression turned cold as he said, "Qin Nan, you have quite the audacity. This is the Hall of Conference of he Qin Clan, yet you dare to destroy the gate and disturb this meeting. Are you planning to cause trouble?

Qin Tieba suddenly raised his voice as he spoke. The majestic aura of a tenth-layer Body Tempering Realm Expert erupted while he attacked Qin Nan.

From this, one could tell that Qin Nan's abrupt action had enraged Qin Tieba.

If it wasn't for Qin Tian's cultivation level, there'd be no doubt that Qin Tieba would directly kill Qin Nan.

Qin Nan acted as though he hadn't noticed Qin Tieba's anger, instead, his eyes inspected the audience with his saber-like gaze. He said slowly, "Let me ask once again. Are you people planning on impeaching my father's position?"

The audience was as silent as before. They didn't know whether it was due to the fact that Qin Nan had suddenly charged in, or if there were other factors. The attendees were only able feel suffocated, unable to utter a single word.

"You——" Qin Tieba's expression completely changed. He had never imagined that this little waste Qin Nan would actually completely ignore him. One had to understand that even Qin Tian would have to lower his head in front of Qin Tieba.

What qualifications does a waste have to disregard me?

At this point, Qin Tieba's animosity had only increased; his rage grew immensely. He clenched his fist, releasing a crackling sound.

However, at this moment, Qin Changkong suddenly took a large stride and appeared before Qin Tieba. He raised his head with his gaze revealing disdain and ridicule towards Qin Nan and said, "That's right! We have come today in order to impeach your father and have him hand over the position of Patriarch."

Qin Nan's gaze paused at Qin Changkong, his face unfazed as he asked in an indifferent manner, "Why?"

When Qin Changkong saw Qin Nan's reaction, he couldn't help but to be slightly angry.

One had to understand that Qin Changkong is a fifth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit genius and a chosen disciple of the Mystic Spirit Sect. On the contrary, Qin Nan was only a first-grade Huang Ranked Martial Spirit trash. Why didn't he revere Qin Changkong? Why should Qin Nan be able to talk in this manner?"

Qin Changkong was in a terrible mood and revealed out a malicious smile as he mocked, "Why? This was all because your father wanted to transfer five hundred Body Tempering Pills to a trash like you. As the Patriarch of the Qin Clan, he should be giving me the Body Tempering Pills to me, a soon-to-be disciple of the Mystic Spirit Sect. Instead, he's giving it to you. Because of this, he no longer has any qualifications to be Patriarch. "

"Disciple of Mystic Spirit Sect?" Qin Nan was surprised.

Qin Nan naturally knew of Mystic Spirit Sect. Not only did he know it, but entering the Mystic Spirit Sect and becoming their disciple was but one of Qin Nan's objectives. However, Qin Nan hadn't anticipated that Qin Changkong would actually become one of the chosen disciples for Mystic Spirit Sect.

Qin Nan immediately understood why the Supreme Elder, Qin Tieba, would have the audacity to impeach his father.

When Qin Changkong saw Qin Nan's reaction, he immediately gave a mocking smile. Great satisfaction rose from within his heart. What do you, Qin Nan, even account for? Now you should finally understand the level of difference between me, Qin Changkong, and you.

"Qin Tian, if you don't tell your son leave, don't blame me for being impolite." At this moment, Qin Tieba's cold gaze was also fixed on Qin Tian.

At the same time, the attendees had also came to their senses.

"Shit, what is this waste doing here? He even had the audacity to destroy the gate of the Hall of Conference. He's simply courting death!"

"A waste actually dares to come here and talk, how reckless!"

"We definitely must impeach Qin Tian. His son is clearly a waste but he dares to be this arrogant! If Qin Tian continues to be the Patriarch, then not even heavens would know what other things this waste would do!"

"That's right! That's right! Impeaching Qin Tian is definitely the correct choice!""..."

These attendees were completely ruthless. The words that came out of their mouths were absolutely despicable.

Qin Tian's face grew ugly. These people were humiliating his own son right in front of him. As a father, how could he not be angry? If this was in the past, Qin Tian wouldn't hesitate, but right now, the circumstances were very different.

Qin Tian took a deep breath and silently endured, sorrow couldn't help but to rise from within his heart. His tone was filled with helplessness, "Nan'er, you should step down. This isn't a place you should be in…."

However, before Qin Tian could finish his sentence, he was interrupted once again.

He had just been interrupted by the Supreme Elder, Qin Tieba. However, this time, he was interrupted by Qin Nan.

Qin Nan's expression was as incomparably calm as before. His gaze bore no expression whatsoever as he looked at Qin Tieba and Qin Changkong. He then spoke, "The reason as to why you're impeaching my father is because he's giving a waste five hundred Body Tempering Pills, am I correct?"

"Haha. Indeed." Qin Changkong took the initiative to answer, his eyes were filled with arrogance and disdain, "For a waste like you, he would squander a full five hundred Body Tempering Pills. How is this something a Patriarch should be doing?"

Originally, Qin Changkong didn't need to pay any attention to Qin Nan using his current background.

However, as long as there was an opportunity to attack and ridicule the former number one genius, Qin Changkong would not let the chance go. This was because attacking and ridiculing Qin Nan gives Qin Changkong a strong sense of satisfaction.

"Very good." Qin Nan nodded his head. He was no longer looking at Qin Changkong, instead, he was looking at everyone present. Suddenly, Qin Nan raised his voice, it was as if a thunder struck down, "If I am not a waste, does that make the Patriarch transferring five hundred Body Tempering Pills to me acceptable? In that case, you would also no longer have the qualifications to impeach my father?"

The expressions of everyone present changed, including Qin Tian and Qin Tieba.

An idea immediately came to mind. Just what was Qin Nan trying to accomplish? What exactly was he trying to prove? Prove that he was not a waste?

As everyone was silent for a few moments, a loud laugh inhibiting ridicule resounded. The who let out this laugh was naturally Qin Changkong.

"Hahaha, did I hear that incorrectly? Qin Nan, a first-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit waste like you would actually say that you aren't a waste?

With the grade of your Martial Spirit, even if you had endless of Spiritual Medicine, you would stay a trash for the rest of your life!"

Qin Changkong was incomparably delighted. As he finished saying this, he didn't forget to add in another sentence, "Of course. If you really aren't a waste, then it'd be acceptable for Qin Tian to transfer five hundred Body Tempering Pills to you. Additionally, we won't pursue this matter."

At this time, the words of Qin Changkong already have the aura of someone who has the title of 'number one'.

However, the crowd didn't mind this. After all, the current Qin Changkong is a chosen disciple of Mystic Spirit Sect. The differences between their background was immeasurable, that's why they also didn't say anything. Instead, everyone was actually looking at Qin Nan with interest.

You, Qin Nan, would actually say that possessing a first-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit wouldn't count as being a waste? What exactly counts as being a waste then?

Qin Tian's complexion changed, "Qin Nan, you…."

Although everyone present wanted to see Qin Nan being humiliated, however, Qin Tian thought otherwise. Currently, Qin Tian only have one idea. Since Qin Tian has gone out of control, then he needs to send Qin Nan off. If the matter were to get even more serious, then it'd only serve as disadvantage to Qin Nan.

Qin Nan acted as if he didn't hear the humiliation coming from the people, instead, he was looking at Qin Changkong indifferently as he said, "Very good. Then let me ask you, just what do I have to do to prove that I am not a waste?"

Qin Changkong was slightly shocked. He originally thought that Qin Nan would immediately cover his face and escape after being humiliated, but he had never thought that Qin Nan would become even more serious.

However, Qin Changkong didn't take this to heart. With excessive sarcasm in his tone, he said, "That won't be easy. If your cultivation were to surpass me, then that would naturally count as…"

As the present crowd heard these words, each one of them glanced at Qin Nan with ridicule. Some of them couldn't control themselves and burst into a big laughter.

What was Qin Changkong's current cultivation? It was at the third-layer of Body Tempering Realm!

It had only been about half a month since the Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony. By relying on Qin Nan's first-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit, even if he were to consume more Spiritual Medicine, he would still not be able to reach the third-layer of Body Tempering Realm.

At this moment, the present everyone was a bit impatient as they wanted to see the scene of Qin Nan revealing his cultivation and lose face.

However, before Qin Changkong finished saying his sentence, the present crowd saw Qin Nan suddenly wave his hand and interrupt Qin Changkong, "I have already understood your intentions. You don't need to anything anymore because a waste like you simply does not have the qualifications to talk to me."

"You….called me a waste?" Qin Changkong expression instantly changed, followed by his face vigorously changing expressions once again. Immense rage surged from him, "Qin Nan, you sure have balls. Trash like you dares to call me a waste? Today, I will definitely beat you to …"

Suddenly, beneath the gaze of the present people, Qin Nan suddenly took a large stride. From his body, an unrestricted aura of a fourth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivator erupted, its immense force tenaciously pressured Qin Changkong.

Qin Changkong's complexion greatly changed in an instant; his body turned incomparably stiff. His throat felt as though it was being clutched by an incorporeal strength. He was unable to utter the final word of his sentence.

As he revealed his own cultivation, Qin Nan's aura also abruptly changed. His aura pressured Qin Changkong as if it was a sharp and lofty saber.

After he had finished talking, Qin Nan immediately turned around and faced the crowd. His aura was like a rainbow surging through the heavens, and pressuring the ground.

"Now, tell me, is Qin Changkong a waste?"

At this moment, the Qin Clan's Hall of Conference sunk into complete silence; these words incessantly resounded in the ears of the crowd.