Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era

Upon hearing this, Chu Xiu’s brow furrowed imperceptibly.

He quickly recalled the information about the Qin Family.

The Qin Family originally had two King Tiers, with total assets reaching over a hundred billion.

Unfortunately, the two King Tiers encountered accidents in the Abyss, which led to the swift decline of the Qin Family, forcing them to invite Qin Yu back two years ago to barely stop the deterioration.

However, Qin Yu had resided abroad for many years and had no real affection for the Qin Family. Taking up the position of Patriarch was merely a matter of interest exchange. In daily life, he was like a Divine Dragon that was never seen; he barely showed up a few times in the two years since he became Patriarch.

This was also a significant reason why Chu Xiu chose to purchase this identity—nearly no social interactions in the country allowed him to avoid a large portion of trouble.

In this way, the so-called purpose of establishing a marital alliance for the younger generation was highly probable as an excuse. The true aim might be to have him demonstrate some prowess before partners to dispel any inappropriate thoughts in some people’s minds.

"By the way, the matter you instructed me to gather funds for has been completed. Half of your assets have been exchanged, totaling 2.17 billion; the family provided an additional 1.78 billion, making it a total of 3.95 billion."

Seeing Chu Xiu not responding for a while, the steward spoke again, looking nervous.

This amused Chu Xiu somewhat. Was the 1.78 billion the Qin Family’s protection fee?

However, he was mentally prepared to handle these small matters even before purchasing the identity, so he merely nodded indifferently and succinctly said, "Good."

Upon receiving approval, the steward breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated respectfully.

The following days, Chu Xiu stayed peacefully rejuvenating in a premium hotel, and by the third day, when the high-end auction began, he had almost fully restored to his peak.

"Knock knock knock."

The rhythmic knocking sounded from outside the door: "Patriarch, the special car is ready."

Chu Xiu opened the door and stepped out, finding the steward standing respectfully outside, with three young individuals, two males and one female, beside him. They carried an extraordinary demeanor, and were handsome and beautiful in appearance.

Qin Xiwen, the eldest son of the former Patriarch, thirty-one years old, General Tier Level 3 cultivation, A-level Profession A-level Talent, the leading figure among the younger generation, and the candidate for this marital alliance.

Qin Yunrou, daughter of the former Patriarch, nineteen years old, Warrior Tier Level 9 cultivation, A-level Profession B-level Talent, the most doted on legitimate daughter.

Qin Chuan, a genius from the collateral line, twenty-three years old, Fierce Tier Level 9 cultivation, S-Class Profession A-level Talent, a key nurtured figure in the family.

Information about the three flashed in Chu Xiu’s mind as he slightly lowered his gaze, causing the trio to immediately become reserved, although it could be seen that the two males had fairly good dispositions, whereas Qin Yunrou was considerably less so, perhaps due to being a pampered lady.

Without much more to say, Chu Xiu stepped towards the downstairs, and the others hurriedly followed.

Soon, the group rode a luxury car worth tens of millions to the venue, and upon the steward presenting a card, a server guided them into a private room.

At this time, the room already had about a dozen seated. Upon seeing Chu Xiu, two middle-aged men stood and enthusiastically greeted him.

These two were naturally the Patriarchs of the other two families, strong King Tiers, whose sheer presence alone exerted a natural, powerful pressure of an upper position even without deliberate release.

Chu Xiu, however, had no reaction, blending his own breath like a stone, only briefly shaking hands with the two without arrogance nor humility.

This made the two Patriarchs exchange glances, each discerning an indecipherable look in the other’s eyes.

Chu Xiu had not emitted any aura, and the two dared not recklessly use Investigation Skills, making it impossible to ascertain his Tier.

"Young Qin, I am two years your senior, you wouldn’t mind if I called myself your elder brother, would you?" The He Family Patriarch courteously approached.

"I would not mind."

"Young Qin, as you have lived abroad for years, do you feel any discomfort returning this time?"

"Not at all."

"Young Qin, the Abyss Worlds you usually explore should also have a majority of foreign Awakened individuals, right?"

"Yes."

"... May I boldly inquire which world it is? Considering our three families’ close relationship, if there is a suitable opportunity, we might explore together, no?"

"There is no opportunity. I came this time to search for new worlds."

"What a coincidence; I happen to know several suitable worlds. Would you need me, your elder brother, to introduce them?"

"No need."

"..."

Chu Xiu’s cold responses left the two Patriarchs glancing at each other, feeling somewhat numb, as people of their status rarely encountered anyone unwilling to spare an extra word.

Do foreigners not socialize after all?

They also harbored some suspicions. This Qin Family’s current Patriarch was suddenly introduced by the Qin Family two years ago out of nowhere. How could such a King’s Tier just appear out of the blue like cabbage?

Moreover, even abroad, there was scant information on this peculiar King Tier, practically a lone wolf who never socialized.

Thus, many speculated that this was the Qin Family’s tactic to mislead others. This time it appeared to be only two families present, yet several forces awaited the outcome of their trial.

Could this person’s aloof demeanor be due to a worry about saying too much and erring, thereby simply presenting himself as a man of few words?

The two Patriarchs pondered, yet Chu Xiu certainly would not explain, as his behavior aligned with the character role—Qin Yu had just such a personality; otherwise, he wouldn’t have no friends nor be mysteriously replaced in the Abyss with no one the wiser.

He simply sat down on his own, waiting for the auction to start.

Although he appeared somewhat unfriendly, everyone present was a seasoned social adept with skin as thick as city walls, swiftly shifting the conversation focus to the younger generation, engaging in lively discussion with a harmonious atmosphere.