Chapter 1: I Became the Father of a Loser?

"Can... can it really be like this?"

After a long while, Qin Chuan finally accepted all the memories of this body, feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.

He had traveled through time.

But this time travel, something was a bit off.

Usually, people would time travel into a useless nobody.

But his case was different.

It seemed he had become... the father of the useless nobody?!

"Well, fortunately, I'm still relatively young and also quite handsome."

Qin Chuan looked towards the mirror in front of him. In the mirror, he appeared to be around twenty, with a tall figure and a handsome face, carrying a faint air of authority.

In fact.

This body was already over thirty, but due to the cultivation, the appearance wasn't prone to aging.

He still looked like a young man!

The original owner of this body, also named Qin Chuan, was the patriarch of the Qin Family in Xunyang City, with a pinnacle Yuan Dan stage cultivation level.

He had a son named Qin Zi, who was once a genius but in recent years contracted a strange illness, causing his cultivation to regress and suffer mockery.

Nevertheless.

The previous Qin Chuan still deeply loved his son.

In fact, two days ago, to find medicine to cure his son, he risked entering a forbidden area, which resulted in the shattering of his Yuan Dan, barely escaping with his life.

And after losing his cultivation, upon returning, Qin Chuan was subjected to a coup and was deposed as the patriarch of the family!

The severe injuries and the coldness of humanity led that Qin Chuan to die with resentment, and then he traveled through time...

"Ah, old Chuan, our fates are somewhat similar."

Thinking of his experiences on Earth, Qin Chuan sighed—fellow sufferers empathize with each other, why would we need prior acquaintance to understand?

But the key is...

I had already jumped off and given up, and now you throw me another mess, isn't that a bit dishonest?!

"Master... Master, it's not good! Young master is in trouble!!"

At this moment, an anxious young girl's voice rang out.

"What is it?"

Qin Chuan looked towards the maid in blue.

The maid's name was Xiao Lian, and she was the only servant he had left after being deposed as the patriarch.

People part with the cooling of tea, so it is.

"Master, the young master returned from training and was provoked by Qin Meng, and then... he beat up Qin Meng!!"

Xiao Lian's breathing was a bit rapid.

Evidently, she was still in shock.

The young master Qin Zi was just in the Body Tempering stage a while ago, and after just a few days of training, he managed to defeat Qin Meng, who was at the fourth level of the True Essence stage!

It was simply unbelievable.

One must know, the gap between the Body Tempering stage and the True Essence stage was extremely large.

Even if young master Qin Zi had a fortuitous encounter and broke through to the True Essence stage, how could he possibly advance four levels in just a few days?

"This... rebellious son!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan nearly spat out old blood. He had just traveled here and hadn't even settled in, and trouble had already come.

Who was Qin Meng?

He was the son of the new patriarch, Qin Kuang!

Having beaten Qin Meng, wouldn't Qin Kuang come looking for trouble?

If it were before, he wouldn't fear Qin Meng, but now... with his cultivation gone, how could he compete with Qin Kuang?

He had originally intended to develop stealthily for a while.

But now.

He was directly taken down to the bottom!!

"Bang—"

Just at this moment, the door was rudely kicked open.

Then, a middle-aged man dressed in the attire of a family steward stormed in.

He had intended to look down on Qin Chuan condescendingly, but upon seeing that authoritative face, he subconsciously turned his head away.

After all, this was the former patriarch.

Two days into being deposed, the residual authority was still there.

He took a deep breath, then spoke in a cold tone, "Qin Chuan, the patriarch wants you to meet him at the Martial Arts Arena."

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan sighed.

He hadn't expected it to come so quickly.

He glanced at the middle-aged man and said calmly, "Lead the way."

"You!"

The middle-aged man was somewhat dissatisfied. He thought the now-disgraced Qin Chuan would be more polite to him, perhaps even humble.

But unexpectedly, this phoenix, even without feathers, was still so arrogant, which displeased him greatly.

However, displeased though he was, he couldn't say anything, so he just snorted coldly and led the way ahead.

Soon enough, the two of them disappeared into the distance.

"Master..."

Xiao Lian looked at Qin Chuan's departing figure, feeling rather desolate. The once high-spirited patriarch was now so downfallen.

...

At the Martial Arts Arena.

A delicate-looking boy in black was being held down to the ground by two middle-aged men, but he didn't struggle.

Instead, he lay with his face pressed against the ground, tears flowing from his eyes, filled with sorrow and guilt, murmuring to himself.

"Impossible, impossible, how could Father become a cripple, how could Father be crippled?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!!"

"I don't believe... wuwuwu, Father, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my doing..."

His voice started with defiance, but gradually turned into a sob, heart-wrenching.

He was sorry for his father!

If it weren't for him, how could his father possibly become a cripple, how could he lose his position as patriarch?

He had caused his father to lose everything!

"Haha, Qin Zi, weren't you just very powerful? Weren't you very arrogant? Why are you lying on the ground not moving now?"

Beside him, a burly boy with a swollen face looked down at the boy in black. He was Qin Meng.

At this moment, Qin Meng was full of mockery, "But isn't it a coincidence, as soon as the son shakes off the label of trash, the father becomes trash... really, like father, like son."

"You can't talk about my dad like that!"

Qin Zi's face suddenly turned ferocious. He roared, and surprisingly a powerful force erupted from his body.

"Bang!!"

The two middle-aged men holding him down were knocked away by the force, and then he charged towards Qin Meng.

"You?!"

Qin Meng's face turned abruptly pale, he even forgot to defend himself.

"Hmph!"

At this moment, an overwhelming aura came roaring, hitting Qin Zi harshly.

"Puff!"

Qin Zi spat blood as he flew backwards, landing on the ground, then turned to fiercely stare at the person who struck him.

It was a burly middle-aged man, somewhat resembling Qin Meng, none other than the new patriarch—Qin Kuang!

Qin Kuang looked down at Qin Zi, speaking in a cold and authoritative voice, "In my presence, how dare you act so recklessly?"

His heart turned slightly cold.

This little bastard had unexpectedly broken through again. How could such big changes happen in just a few days?

Could it be... he obtained some kind of treasure?

At this thought, his eyes narrowed, thinking to himself, "Perhaps, I should find an opportunity to take care of this little bastard..."

"Patriarch, Qin Chuan has arrived."

At this moment, a voice called out.

Upon hearing this, Qin Kuang turned his head with narrowed eyes, and indeed, he saw a familiar figure walking towards them.

That person had once been his greatest rival and suppressed him at every turn, making him feel like a bone stuck in his throat.

Now... this thorn in his side was finally no longer a threat, and he could even humiliate him at will!

"Dad!!"

The boy on the ground, Qin Zi, upon seeing Qin Chuan, immediately cried out excitedly, tears once again flowing down like rain.

Qin Chuan lowered his head and looked.

He saw his son—blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, covered in dust, and looking rather miserable.

He instinctively furrowed his brow.

At that moment, Qin Kuang coldly said, "Qin Chuan, your son acted recklessly and injured my son Qin Meng, what should we do about this?"

"Obviously, my son is more severely injured."

Qin Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, that's his punishment for causing trouble in the family. He should face such a punishment, it's official business as usual."

Qin Kuang looked down at Qin Chuan, sneering, "Now that official business is done, we should also talk about personal matters."

"What do you want?"

Qin Chuan asked coldly.

"Haha, simple! Either you have your son kneel and apologize to my son, or... you fight me!"

Qin Kuang's gaze was sharp, aggressive.