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Chapter 255: Ding! Someone Wants to Be Your Son!
🕑 Added 2024-10-20 06:43:30 +0000 UTC"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The dazzling black-and-yellow flames erupted with loud bangs, and Qin Zi's body was not only transforming but his cultivation was also rapidly increasing!
The Primordial Energy of All Things contained immense mysteries. If fully absorbed, it could elevate someone to the rank of Martial Emperor.
Qin Zi had only absorbed a fraction of it during the fusion process, but even that tiny portion allowed him to comprehend numerous laws.
As a result, his cultivation soared all the way to the Ninth Heaven!
Moreover, his combat power became incredibly strong, and his vitality surged like a vast ocean!
In his current realm, his blood vitality even surpassed that of the True Dragon physique, Jin Zhi—truly astonishing.
"Whoosh!"
After a long while, the Primordial Energy of All Things was completely absorbed by Qin Zi, and the radiant light around him gradually faded.
"Father, I..."
"Put some clothes on."
Qin Zi was brimming with excitement, but before he could finish his sentence, a set of clothes was thrown onto his head, covering most of his body. Only his legs remained visible, giving him the appearance of a ghost.
His glory lasted less than three seconds.
Cough, cough.
Qin Zi coughed awkwardly and reached out from under the clothes, pulling them off his head and quickly putting them on.
"Father, I’ve transformed! I feel like I could take on ten of my former selves at once now!"
He spoke again, this time with renewed enthusiasm.
"Hmm, not bad."
Qin Chuan nodded in approval but said, "However, this world is full of monstrous geniuses. There's always someone stronger, something higher. If you truly want to dominate this era, you need to become even stronger."
"Father, are you saying..."
Qin Zi shivered with excitement, looking at his father with eager anticipation. He had a hunch his father was about to give him an incredible boost!
At this moment, he felt like a boy named Si Cong, who, after living a mediocre life for over a decade, was finally being told by his father that their family was actually very wealthy!
"Yes, let me give you something."
Qin Chuan smiled, nodding. He raised his right hand, and a golden light, like a coiling dragon, emerged. Instantly, the winds and clouds shifted, and the grand forces of heaven and earth gathered to surround the golden light.
"Is that... Martial Fortune?!"
Demon Emperor Moyun’s eyes widened in shock.
After a moment of stunned silence, he exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible? Martial Fortune is tied to a Martial Emperor—how could it be separated? No method has ever been found to extract Martial Fortune!"
The scene before him shattered his entire worldview.
"Just because you haven’t seen it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. A frog in a well can never comprehend the vastness of the heavens."
Qin Chuan spoke calmly.
He stood tall, his white robes fluttering, exuding an air of profound mystery. The winds and clouds around him seemed to orbit his very presence, as if he was the center of the world.
"Buzz!"
The Martial Fortune quickly merged into Qin Zi’s body, causing him to radiate with light, as if he were on fire.
"Ah! What an overwhelming sense of power, such an immense surge of strength—it's too much for one hand to hold!"
Within the golden flames, Qin Zi let out a low growl, breathing heavily like a bull.
"Rumble!"
From all around, the forces of heaven and earth converged, as the old saying goes, "When the time is right, the whole universe lends its strength." At this moment, Qin Zi seemed to resonate with the universe, drawing upon its boundless power.
"I shall ascend to the Imperial Realm!"
Qin Zi roared, and instantly, thunderclouds rolled across the sky. A massive vortex of lightning appeared above, expanding wider and wider, like a giant maw ready to swallow the earth.
"Sizzle, sizzle..."
Rings of multi-colored laws continued to stack, making the vortex grow even more colossal, and the aura it exuded grew increasingly terrifying.
The Nine-Layered Imperial Tribulation!
"This... he's... becoming an Emperor directly?"
Demon Emperor Moyun struggled to breathe, feeling dizzy, overwhelmed by what he was witnessing.
What shocked him wasn’t the Nine-Layered Imperial Tribulation. After all, every Martial Emperor had once faced the Nine-Layered Imperial Tribulation in their youth.
It was the foundation for becoming an Emperor.
What stunned him was the speed at which this youth had ascended, going from a Fifth-Heaven Saint to the Ninth Heaven and now directly becoming an Emperor—all in one day!
Such speed was unheard of.
But then again, considering that this kid had absorbed both the Primordial Energy of All Things and Martial Fortune, it wasn’t entirely impossible.
After all, with such precious things, if there had been no reaction, that would have truly been frightening.
"This is what it means to have a great father..."
Demon Emperor Moyun took a deep breath, staring at Qin Chuan with a complex expression. He suddenly felt a strange sentiment rising within him.
Damn it!
He wished he could be his son!
"Ding! Demon Emperor Moyun desires to be your son. Do you accept? If you accept, you must send a 10,000 'Fatherly Love' value red packet. If you reject, you will receive a 'My Son Fengxian' lottery card!"
At that moment, the system's voice echoed in Qin Chuan's mind.
Qin Chuan was momentarily stunned!
Could such a thing happen?
He glanced at Demon Emperor Moyun, observing that the man appeared to be in his forties, with a serious expression and a short, scruffy black beard resembling Zhang Fei. Having a son like this would probably shorten his lifespan!
Moreover...
A red packet worth 10,000 'Fatherly Love' value... He simply didn’t have that much.
His total current balance was only about 6,000.
"Reject."
After weighing his options, Qin Chuan decisively rejected the offer. Immediately, the system's voice chimed again.
"Ding! Congratulations, you have received a 'My Son Fengxian' lottery card!"
A dark-golden card materialized in Qin Chuan's mind. On the back of the card were the words, "Where is my son Fengxian?"
Qin Chuan decided not to use the lottery card yet.
Given the large crowd, using it now could cause problems, especially if something strange came out of the draw.
What if a television set playing the "Yamade" song appeared? How would he explain that?
He had always prided himself on living a respectable life. He couldn’t allow such a disgrace to stain his reputation.
Besides...
Qin Zi's Imperial Tribulation had begun.
"Rumble!"
"Boom!"
Massive beams of light, as though heaven's wrath, descended one after another, resembling the Milky Way crashing down from the sky!
The earth cracked, and mountains turned to dust.
"A real man living between heaven and earth—how can I stand to remain beneath others for long?! I will become a mighty force. I will become an Emperor!!!"
Qin Zi roared, and enormous wings of light sprouted from his back. He soared upwards, defying the beams of light, charging straight into the vortex.
"Rip, rip, rip..."
The vortex trembled violently, with occasional bursts of blinding white light shooting out like water columns.
"Riiip!"
Finally, the enormous Imperial Tribulation vortex split apart. Amid the quaking heavens and earth, the dark clouds dissipated.
At that moment, Qin Zi stood in the sky, disheveled and drenched in sweat, breathing heavily.
He was exhausted.
But his eyes shone brighter than ever before, full of energy and vitality.
He looked at his father, his voice trembling with excitement, "Father, I did it. I’ve become a World Emperor!"
"Mm!"
Qin Chuan nodded vigorously, clearly emotional. The usually reserved father flew over and embraced his son tightly.
It was a heartwarming scene of fatherly love!
At this moment, Qin Zi was overwhelmed with happiness.
His father, who usually disliked showing affection, had revealed such a tender side. It was clear—his father was proud of him!
He hugged his father back.
But suddenly!
His eyes widened!
"Father, they’ve run away!"
Qin Zi cried out in shock.
Qin Chuan’s body tensed as he released his son, turning to see the empty ground and then looking up at the sky.
After a long pause, he patted his son’s head with a smile and said:
"Let them go. Today is a day of celebration. Consider it as setting them free to celebrate the occasion."
"Mm!"
Qin Zi nodded, once again immersed in joy—after all, today was indeed a day of great celebration.
He, Qin Zi, had finally risen!
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