Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

That night, Qin Chuan comforted the melancholic golden-haired woman, like a gentle breeze and silent rain, soothing her unspoken worries.

In turn, the golden-haired woman finally set aside her concerns about her identity and passed down the Night Emperor's Heaven-Slaying Scripture to Qin Zi, the treasured technique of the Night Emperor family.

With this, Qin Zi now possessed three Emperor-level cultivation techniques, all with questionable origins. It would be nearly impossible for him to avoid causing trouble once he set foot on the Nine Skies Main Continent!

And with these three techniques in hand, Qin Zi's troublemaking abilities would surely skyrocket, and earning "Dad Points" would become much easier.

It was truly killing two birds with one stone!

In the following days, Qin Chuan brought Qin Zi back to the Divine Xia Mountain in the Eastern Domain, which served as his base of operations.

Qin Zi entered a period of closed-door training, diligently cultivating the three Emperor-level techniques. Occasionally, he would glance northward.

Qin Chuan noticed these subtle movements.

He knew that the boy was experiencing the stirrings of spring.

Spring had arrived, all things were reviving, and once again, it was that season when animals felt the urge to mate. Even the air in the mountains was thick with the scent of hormones...

Children, in front of their parents, will always seem immature, but in private, they have their own emotional needs.

That's why, when children are alone in their rooms and a parent suddenly bursts in, so many awkward and socially painful moments occur.

"Heh, since that's the case, the next stop will be the Northern Domain. After all, women are a man's motivation to show off," Qin Chuan cheerfully decided.

Meanwhile, over this period, two mysterious figures had risen to fame within the Eastern Domain, causing countless people to gnash their teeth in frustration!

One was a thief.

The other, a grave robber!

These two individuals—one who stole from the living and one who plundered the dead—had never failed in their attempts.

Many young talents had fallen victim to the thief, who seemed to know illusions and poisons, knocking them out with just one encounter. Upon waking, they found themselves stripped of everything.

Whether or not they could even keep their undergarments depended on how valuable those were. If too precious, they might find themselves parading around in broad daylight.

This thief was also highly proficient in formations, often infiltrating sects and families to steal entire treasuries clean.

As for the grave robber, they were even more ruthless. Recently, many ancestral tombs of major forces in the Eastern Domain had been raided, resulting in massive losses.

Even the tomb of a Realm Emperor had been violated—its burial goods looted and even the Emperor's corpse stolen!

The victim of this theft was the Jiang Clan, a powerful imperial family. Currently, they were conducting a massive search for the grave robber, and along the way, they were also hunting the thief. After all, both were equally vile in their actions.

However, these efforts yielded little effect.

To date, no one knew what these two miscreants looked like or what their real names were.

Meanwhile, two new prodigies had emerged in the Eastern Domain: Lin Yi from the Divine Eastern Sect and Wu Dao from the Eastern Emperor Palace.

The two were locked in fierce competition, both in terms of talent and background.

Lin Yi was the disciple of Sword Emperor, while Wu Dao was the disciple of Eastern Emperor—both of them had astonishingly high status.

Meanwhile, Chu Zhongtian and Xuan Tianji continued to keep a low profile.

Over at Myriad Sword River, rumors of movement had emerged. The Ji Clan and Qi Clan were closely monitoring the area, hoping to uncover the culprit behind the deaths of Ji Xuanyuan and Qi Huang. However, it was widely understood that their cries for vengeance were just a pretext. Their true goal was to gain control of the ancient ruins at the river's bottom.

Qin Chuan was aware of these developments but had no interest in getting involved, nor would he inform anyone.

He wanted this era to be one where countless flowers bloomed. Naturally, this meant giving these people time to develop and grow.

Whether gods, demons, or even chaos itself—this era's grand banquet, in the end, would still see him crowned as king.

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

After mastering the three Emperor techniques, Qin Zi's cultivation advanced rapidly. His physical body, energy, and soul all grew significantly stronger!

The potential of his divine body had been fully awakened. Now, Qin Zi was like the blazing sun, his divine power becoming truly formidable.

In the same realm, even if he stood still and allowed others to attack him, few could move his body.

This level of strength even made Qin Chuan somewhat uneasy, prompting him to secretly cultivate the three Emperor techniques himself.

Though Qin Chuan could claim to be invincible at the same level, it was merely due to his overwhelming physical power. True strength, however, was not determined by brute force alone; techniques, divine abilities, and weapons also played a role.

Thus, there was always room for improvement.

He firmly believed that true invincibility required constant learning and growth. Only through continuous progress could one remain strong.

"Father, shall we... head to the Northern Domain?" Qin Zi said shyly one day after emerging from his closed-door training.

"Missing your little girlfriend?" Qin Chuan asked with a teasing smile.

"Cough, cough, what are you saying? I've just heard that the Northern Domain is filled with talented individuals, and I'd like to see it for myself," Qin Zi said, clearing his throat and raising his voice defensively. "You've always said that I need to go out into the world, competing with other geniuses. That's the only way to become strong. Staying locked up here won't help me!"

"Hmm, makes sense... makes sense..." Qin Chuan said, his eyes full of amusement as he looked at his son.

Qin Zi's face flushed red with embarrassment.

Clearly, his little secret hadn't escaped his father's notice.

...

The Northern Domain—a frozen land.

Unlike the vibrant life of the Southern Domain, this place was nearly lifeless, a land of eternal silence. But its grandeur and beauty were unmatched.

Towering snow-capped mountains rose to the sky, their ancient and imposing presence suggesting they had stood for countless eons.

Compared to the Eastern Domain, the Northern Domain was a harsh and frigid place. Its difficult environment had cultivated a tough and resilient people, and as a result, their physical strength and overall power were greater than those of the Eastern Domain.

The constant cold made certain... impulses less frequent, and the endless snow offered few opportunities for any outdoor "cooperation"... Even when the mood struck, one had no choice but to abandon the thought.

As a result, not only did they conserve physical and mental energy, but they also had more time for cultivation.

With fewer distractions and greater focus on their training, the warriors of the Northern Domain were many and powerful.

"Whoosh!"

High above, a golden streak of light shot through the sky from the distant Southern Domain. At first, it was far away, but in an instant, it was overhead.

Whose perspective was this?

Naturally...

"Thud!"

A young swordsman riding through the snow suddenly found both himself and his horse tumbling to the ground, rolling in a spectacular fall.

"What terrifying pressure!"

The young swordsman rolled over and staggered to his feet, looking up in awe at the two figures floating above him.

"You... you two..."

His face turned pale as he gazed up at the two individuals, his body trembling involuntarily in fear.

"Don't be afraid. I just want to ask you a few questions," the white-robed youth said with a gentle smile.

"P-Please ask," the young swordsman stammered, his mind a blank as he tried to guess the cultivation levels of the two figures before him.

"Do you know of Shui Qingrou?" Qin Chuan asked, smiling.

"Shui Qingrou?" The young swordsman thought for a moment before responding uncertainly, "As far as I know, the Northern Polar Temple's Saintess is named Shui Qingrou."

"That must be her! How is she now?" Qin Zi eagerly asked.

The young swordsman glanced at Qin Zi and then said with a wry smile, "How could she not be doing well? She's the disciple of a Realm Emperor! Of course, her life is far better than mine. As for the specifics... I wouldn't know."

"Has anything major happened at the Northern Polar Temple? Any external enemies attacking?" Qin Chuan asked.

Normally, whenever the "Child of Destiny" arrived, there would be some sort of crisis to resolve. It would be unusual if nothing happened.

After all, what would be the point of showing up if there was no trouble?

If there were no problems, how could you swoop in, save the day, and make a grand entrance? How would you seize the opportunity for a heroic reunion with your beloved?

However, the young swordsman thought for a moment before shaking his head with a bitter smile. "Um... no, not that I've heard of?"

Faced with such a question, he didn't even know how to answer. If anyone else had asked, he might have cursed them out.

What could happen to the Northern Polar Temple?

The temple itself was an enormous power. If they weren't causing trouble for others, that was already a blessing—who would dare provoke them?