Qin Xiao Zhu had grand aspirations.
But reality is always harsh.
Moreover, there's an important rule in life: never casually make bold declarations!
And so, after confidently setting himself up for failure, Qin Zi found himself cornered shortly after entering the trial space.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of light shot toward him from afar, fierce and sharp, accompanied by a strong gust of wind that left Qin Zi's hair in disarray.
"I heard that earlier, you were boasting and disrespecting the Han family of Beifeng Mountain?"
A young man in a yellow robe hovered in the air, arms folded, looking down at Qin Zi with cold disdain.
This man was a Saint of the Seventh Heaven!
"The Han family? I didn't say anything like that."
Qin Zi was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head to deny it.
"Hmph, are you denying that you said the Han family was nothing more than a bunch of opportunistic rats?"
The yellow-robed youth frowned, questioning him further.
"It wasn't me."
Qin Zi shook his head decisively.
"Hahaha! So, you have the guts to insult us but lack the courage to admit it?"
The yellow-robed youth sneered coldly.
He was certain that this man had indeed insulted the Han family. Not only had his brother informed him of it, but many other young members of prominent families with ties to the Han family could also testify!
However, Qin Zi was not one to take this lying down.
With a cold snort, he retorted:
"What Han family? Do they even need to be insulted? A mere insignificant family—I haven't even heard of them!"
Boom!
With that one sentence, the yellow-robed youth's anger ignited completely.
For these children of noble families, their family was their greatest pride, their strongest foundation. To insult their family was to humiliate their very dignity!
"You arrogant fool! You truly don't know the limits of the sky. Today, I, Han Li, will teach you how to behave!"
The yellow-robed youth smiled coldly before making his move. He waved his right hand, and in an instant, countless beams of white light shot toward Qin Zi.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
These beams of light were incredibly sharp and fast, cutting through the air. Wherever they passed, the surrounding forest was sliced apart, the cuts smooth as mirrors.
"Hmph, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Qin Zi snorted coldly, drawing out his imperial weapon, the Fire Dragon Spear, from his side. At the same time, he activated the Wuzun Body Refinement Technique, causing his strength to surge. His entire body became enveloped in flames, resembling a fire dragon as he charged at the yellow-robed youth.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Each beam of white light was pierced through by the Fire Dragon Spear. Qin Zi pushed forward, charging against the stream of attacks toward the yellow-robed youth.
"Hmph, do you really think you can go head-to-head with me? Foolish! Doesn't everyone know that the Han family excels at body refinement?"
The yellow-robed youth sneered, his body suddenly shining with a metallic luster. He rushed toward Qin Zi with an air of invincibility.
"Boom!"
The two collided like two bronze bells clashing. The resulting shockwave shattered the surrounding mountains.
"Hmm?!"
The yellow-robed youth's sneer quickly froze, for he realized that a powerful impact was reverberating through his entire body.
"Crack… crack…"
A sudden cracking sound echoed, and as he looked down, he saw that the metallic luster covering his body had begun to crack. The cracks spread rapidly, even to the surface of his skin, where blood began to seep out.
"This… this is impossible!"
He screamed in horror, but the cracks in his body were like a dam breaking—irreversible.
"Boom!"
In the end, his clothes were torn apart, and he spat out blood as his naked body was sent flying backward.
"Take this!"
Qin Zi, seizing the opportunity, hurled the Fire Dragon Spear like a javelin, aiming it directly at the yellow-robed youth.
"Goddammit!!"
The yellow-robed youth cursed, hurriedly raising his hands to conjure a thick golden barrier in front of him.
However, the Fire Dragon Spear struck the barrier with a resounding crack. As spiderweb-like fissures spread across the shield, the spear pierced halfway through, embedding itself into the yellow-robed youth's chest, carrying him backward.
In the end, the yellow-robed youth's body slammed into a mountainside, embedding him within, leaving him barely conscious.
"With such meager abilities, you dare claim you'll teach me how to behave? How laughable!"
Qin Zi scoffed as he retrieved the Fire Dragon Spear, casually slinging it over his shoulder and walking away without a care.
And as he left, he added coolly, "By the way, I really don't know what Han family you're talking about."
"You… ugh!"
The yellow-robed youth pointed weakly at Qin Zi's back, only to vomit another mouthful of blood before falling unconscious.
In the shadows…
Many large, dark figures lurked, watching with predatory eyes, their fangs and claws gleaming, their blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent…
"Ding! Your son has humiliated Han Li, a minor character with a name, earning you 40 Father Points!"
"Ding! Current balance: 80 points."
Qin Chuan received the system notification.
He glanced at the unconscious yellow-robed youth and felt no sympathy. After all, most of those who were humiliated like this ended up dead.
But really, who could they blame?
These brainless fools let themselves be manipulated, used as pawns, only to be outmatched. If they didn't die, who would?
The path to victory is paved with countless bones.
That's just how cruel this world is.
Qin Chuan continued to follow Qin Zi, using his Martial Emperor's divine sense to monitor any changes in the trial space.
He noticed that many young people were still stirring up trouble, trying to frame Qin Zi.
"It looks like I'll be able to make quite the haul this time!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes glinting with excitement.
This time, he employed a filtering strategy!
Those opponents who Qin Zi couldn't yet defeat, he would secretly interfere with—using formations to block their path or teleport them to different areas. In short, he made sure they wouldn't meet Qin Zi.
But those who Qin Zi could handle? They would easily encounter him, becoming a steady stream of delicious Father Points...
"I heard you've been slandering my Xiao family?"
"I didn't."
"Still denying it? Courting death!"
…
"So it was you who spread rumors that the men of the Wu family are… short? What nonsense! You've got everything backward!"
"I didn't."
"Even now, you refuse to admit it?"
…
"This portrait looks exactly like you! And you're the one who said my Luo family's spear techniques were worthless, that Luo Cheng couldn't last two moves against you?"
"I didn't say that."
"Enough talk, face my spear!"
…
These confrontations continued to occur, and Qin Zi faced one brutal battle after another.
Many times, he was pushed to the limit, even suffering serious injuries.
Blood flowed freely, and the battles were fierce.
However, with each life-and-death struggle, his potential was pushed to the surface.
In the dozens of battles, Qin Zi's mastery of techniques such as the Sun Devouring Emperor Technique, the Wuzun Body Refinement Technique, and the Night Emperor's Heaven-Slaying Technique grew increasingly refined. He even quickly mastered the Ten Directions Earth Immortal Technique.
Eventually, he broke through to the Fifth Heaven.
Meanwhile, Qin Chuan's Father Points skyrocketed to a staggering 3,650 points!
Of course, this was just the beginning.
By the time the trial was over, his Father Points could easily double.
And if all went as expected, his cultivation level would take another leap…