Chapter 339: Robbed Right After Coming Out?
"Buzz!"
Outside the Forbidden Divine Mountain, space rippled like water, forming a vortex, and then two figures landed on the ground.
Not only this.
After they landed, a large number of treasures spewed out from the vortex. Instead of falling to the ground, these treasures seemed to have been unsealed, and immediately radiated a blinding light, floating in mid-air.
"Such powerful treasures!"
Qin Zi’s eyes lit up. He felt that these treasures were much stronger than the ones he had previously picked up.
"Your cultivation is too low. You can’t handle treasures of this level right now; let your father hold onto them first."
Qin Chuan said.
Then, he put all those treasures into his internal world, leaving only a blood-red Celestial God Sword, and said, "Use this for self-defense."
"Thank you, Father!"
Qin Zi happily accepted the Celestial God Sword.
He didn’t think much of it, instead feeling that his father was right. His current level was indeed too low to handle these treasures.
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, the Forbidden Divine Mountain behind them suddenly emitted a vision of a setting sun, enveloping the entire mountain.
The setting sun vision seemed eternal and indestructible, completely isolating everything outside.
The Forbidden Divine Mountain was sealed!
"Let’s go."
After a brief silence, Qin Chuan prepared to leave with Qin Zi, but just then, a terrifying sword light came howling towards them.
"Clang—"
This sword light was terrifying, spanning thousands of miles, shredding the sky full of white clouds, sweeping across them recklessly!
Its sharpness was unparalleled and overbearing.
"Retreat!"
Qin Chuan quickly retreated with Qin Zi, the sword light grazing their bodies, then gouging out a deep trench in the ground from before them to the horizon, finally disappearing at the skyline.
"Haha, you actually dodged that."
A playful voice rang out, and a golden-haired young man appeared in the sky at some point.
This person had fair skin, sharp eyes, and an unruly aura about him.
"Who are you?"
Qin Chuan frowned and asked.
"Golden Pride Sword!"
The golden-haired young man stood with his hands behind his back, proudly saying.
"Why did you ambush us?"
Qin Chuan asked.
The golden-haired young man did not answer but calmly extended a hand and said, "Hand over everything you obtained inside."
"Are you trying to rob us?"
Qin Chuan’s eyes narrowed.
"What do you think?"
The golden-haired young man faintly retorted, sounding somewhat impatient.
"Do you not ask who the other party is before you rob them?"
Qin Chuan’s voice turned cold.
"I don’t care who you are! Today, either hand over the goods, or... die!" the golden-haired young man said domineeringly.
"Arrogant!"
Qin Zi couldn’t take it anymore and shouted:
"With just you, dare to act presumptuous in front of my father? When my father roamed the world, your ancestors hadn’t even been born yet!"
The golden-haired young man glanced at Qin Zi in surprise but didn’t get angry, sarcastically saying, "Haha, a mere Celestial Sect level, dare to claim dominance over the world? Are you dominating the world on a woman’s belly?"
Qin Zi, upon hearing this, became utterly furious, retorting:
"Is that how you understand ruling the world? Could it be that your father once contended on a stage in some world with a group of experts, runes abounding, and ultimately emerged victorious to give birth to you?"
The golden-haired young man was momentarily stunned.
Then, realizing sharply, his face turned grim instantly, eyes shooting out intense killing intent, he roared, "You’re courting death!"
From between his brows, a beam of sharp golden light shot out!
"Ding! A Celestial Palace level expert has generated killing intent towards your son. Based on fatherly love being as strong as a mountain, the principle that a father must win, your cultivation will be elevated to the Celestial Palace level and become invincible at this level!"
The system’s voice rang out.
Qin Chuan’s cultivation immediately soared, then he stepped forward, shielding Qin Zi.
"Ding!"
The golden light struck his chest, sending sparks flying, and then ricocheted away.
"What?!"
The golden-haired young man’s pupils shrank, and then he exclaimed in shock, "You... you’re also at the Celestial Palace level?!"
"Of course. And much stronger than you."
Qin Chuan coldly said.
Then, he reached out his right hand, like an eagle catching a chick, towards this person.
"Not good!"
The golden-haired young man’s expression changed drastically, a strong sense of crisis rising from his heart, prompting him to turn and flee.
Swoosh!
But with Qin Chuan’s grab, space distorted, and his body was enveloped by an invisible force, slowly being pulled back.
"No, no, no!!!"
The golden-haired young man cried out in terror, like a duck caught by the foot, struggling relentlessly.
He had finally encountered an era of "the mountain without a tiger, a monkey claims king" and was not willing to die just like that!
"Haha, friend, better to let things go when possible, how about we call it a day?"
Just then, an old and gentle voice sounded, like that of a peacekeeper.
And simultaneously.
The limiting power of Qin Chuan’s grab was also severed by a force, freeing the golden-haired young man.
"Elder Qingxuan!"
The golden-haired young man was overjoyed, hurriedly bowing in salute, "Junior Golden Pride Sword, presents respectful greetings to Elder Qingxuan!"
"No need for formalities."
Suddenly, in front of the golden-haired young man, appeared an old man dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a sallow complexion and honest appearance, like an old farmer working in the fields.
"And who are you?"
Qin Chuan looked at him coldly.
"Haha, I’m Qingxuan Sanren, I have some ties with his master, so I ask the friend to give some face and let him go."
The old man in coarse linen clothes said with a smile.
"What’s in it for me?"
Qin Chuan asked indifferently.
"Haha, offering convenience to others is offering it to oneself. If things are done too absolutely... it could also leave oneself in a difficult position."
The old man in coarse linen continued to smile.
Qin Chuan’s eyes narrowed, coldly watching him, he said, "Are you threatening me?"
"I’m just stepping in as a mediator, not looking to make enemies with anyone."
The old man in coarse linen remained smiling.
"If you don’t want to be an enemy, then get lost!" Qin Chuan’s voice turned cold and suddenly imposing.
Swoosh!
The smile on the old man’s face froze suddenly, his expression became somewhat awkward.
Qin Chuan sneered, "A mediator? Do you think you have the qualification? You’re just taking advantage of age, wanting to make a virtue of letting others off cheaply! The grudge between him and me, who are you to meddle?!"
"Outrageous! What exactly are you, to dare be disrespectful to Elder Qingxuan! In his prime, Elder Qingxuan was..."
The golden-haired young man shouted sternly, wanting to say more, but was silenced by a glare from the old man.
The old man in coarse linen looked at Qin Chuan, revealing a hint of self-mocking smile, "Haha, today’s young people, with higher spirits, no longer put us old bones in their eyes."
"Old man, stop relying on your age, what kind of onion are you in front of my father!"
Qin Zi coldly snorted, seemingly having developed a good habit of attracting hatred at any time.
However, the old man in coarse linen merely gave him a light glance and then ignored him completely.
The old man looked at Qin Chuan, solemnly saying, "I must take this young man away today, you can’t stop me."
"Then try it."
Qin Chuan said indifferently, then his body surface began to radiate light.
"Buzz Buzz Buzz!"
A series of cracked treasures slowly emerged from behind him, like time bombs, floating in the air.
"What is this?!"
The old man’s pupils contracted fiercely, feeling a chilling sense of crisis from these broken treasures, utterly frightening!