Thinking of what Qin Chuan said earlier, combined with the attitude of the bald elder, the Supreme Elder of the six major sects suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Especially the red-haired elder from the Queri Blade Sect.
Recalling his earlier intention to make Qin Chuan kneel, he felt a sense of lament—he had indeed chosen the right sect!
At this moment, everyone looked towards the Seven Martial Sect, anticipating Qin Chuan’s appearance, especially the strong figures from the Royal Family.
They were very curious about who this Qin Chuan, who was treated with such respect by the ancestors, truly was.
Before long, Qin Chuan appeared, bringing with him Qin Zi, seemingly wanting his son to witness the world...
"Young friend Qin Chuan, a pleasure to meet you."
The bald elder said with a smile, much like a friendly old man next door, and upon seeing Qin Zi, he immediately offered a gift.
"This is Qin Zi, correct? Indeed, quite the talented individual, with an exceptional appearance. This is my cultivation manual, I hope you don’t mind accepting it."
With a wave of his right hand, an old, thread-bound book flew out, hovering in front of Qin Zi.
Qin Chuan was also caught off guard, and with a sigh of helplessness, thought that his plan for his son’s strategic use had gone to waste...
He said to Qin Zi with a blank expression, then slightly cupped his hands towards the elder and said, "Thank you. What brings you here, elder brother?"
He addressed him as elder brother, neither humble nor arrogant, as if they were of the same generation.
Strangely, no one found it inappropriate; instead, it seemed quite natural.
Perhaps it was due to the attitude of the bald elder, or perhaps... it was because of the confidence that exuded from him!
"Hahaha, I have been in seclusion for years, and upon recently coming out, I heard of young friend’s reputation, so I am curious to meet you."
The bald elder said with a smile.
He was speaking the truth!
This Qin Chuan was too mysterious; to this day, the Royal Family hadn’t figured out how he rose to power.
His cultivation advanced at an incredible pace, yet he didn’t seem to have any extraordinary opportunities.
Secret investigations by the Royal Family revealed that he often engaged in bizarre activities.
They racked their brains but couldn’t understand why he did these seemingly meaningless acts, leaving them bewildered.
The only plausible explanation was... he was training his son!
However, this explanation felt tenuous for some of his peculiar actions.
They couldn’t comprehend it.
They couldn’t fathom it.
They couldn’t see through it!
For someone like the bald elder, who had lived over two thousand years and witnessed countless great events, he deeply understood one thing—if you can’t see through someone... you likely can’t provoke them!
Thus, for Qin Chuan, the Royal Family had never intended to become hostile; they had even been planning to establish friendly ties for a long time.
If they could become friends, it would be a significant boost for the future revival of their family.
This time, the Royal Family’s advance on the Seven Martial Sect was just a ploy with two purposes.
The first was to naturally display vulnerability, making the Yang Family Main Branch lower their guard and buy time for family development.
The second was to use a "hard first, then soft" approach to gain Qin Chuan’s favor.
Letting the younger generation of the Royal Family play the bad cop, while he played the good cop, forming a contrast to appear friendly.
Qin Chuan nodded meaningfully and said with a smile, "So, elder brother isn’t here to kill me?"
"Young friend jests; even with my declining years, I wouldn’t think to harm you, even at my peak."
The bald elder shook his head with a wry smile, all the while subtly observing Qin Chuan’s facial expressions.
He wanted to gauge just how profound Qin Chuan’s abilities were.
However, he noticed that after his statement, Qin Chuan’s eyes showed no fluctuation, no anxiety or guilt, instead appearing... as expected.
Immediately, the bald elder was inwardly shaken—Qin Chuan was indeed extraordinary!
Such an unruffled demeanor couldn’t be faked; it was absolute confidence derived from understanding the comparative strengths.
"You’re too modest, elder brother."
Qin Chuan replied calmly, then suggested, "Since you’ve come as a guest, let’s continue our conversation inside."
The bald elder nodded with a smile, then turned his gaze towards the Royal Family strongmen, saying lightly, "You all may leave now; today’s affair ends here. Tell the emperor not to be so ostentatious every day."
After speaking, he followed Qin Chuan into the Seven Martial Sect.
In the sky, the Royal Family’s strongmen and the Supreme Elders of the six major sects exchanged glances.
Wide eyes stared into narrower ones.
This isn’t how the script was supposed to go!
Where was the imagined fierce battle, the fierce clash? How come, after all this time, they’ve become mere extras?
Though, for the Supreme Elders of the six major sects, they saved a considerable cost.
Because if they really engaged in a fight with the bald elder, they might have had to expend many trump cards left by their ancestors...
Yes, their Ancestral Masters were once men of the world, beings of the Saint Realm, who returned home as they aged and established sects in their hometowns.
As strong figures, they surely left survival measures for their sects, such as the Sect Protection Array, the Treasure of the Sect, or special talismans carrying the full force of a Saint Realm expert’s strike...
This is why the six major sects dared to test the Royal Family; otherwise, they would have been directly defeated by those Saint Realm potentials, what test could they ever hope to make?
"Hehe, the joke’s on us."
"To return home, we must return."
The elders from the Royal Family shook their heads with bitter smiles and led their "heavenly troops and generals" away into the distance.
The Supreme Elders of the six major sects also exchanged glances, then dispersed with varied expressions.
They didn’t stay for tea.
Because Qin Chuan and the bald elder were having tea and chatting within the Seven Martial Sect, staying just felt awkward.
Inside Qin Chuan’s palace.
Qin Chuan and the bald elder sat cross-legged, drinking the tea Qin Zi served, exchanged pleasantries, and then moved on to serious matters.
"Young friend Qin Chuan, I am mainly here this time on behalf of the Yang Family of the Royal Family, to befriend you, as you’ve probably noticed."
The bald elder smiled warmly.
"Of course, when our Yang Family makes friends, it’s not just empty words, but with genuine intent."
The bald elder continued, "Our emperor controls a miraculous Spirit Pool, said to be formed from a fallen exotic beast of ancient times, and the spirit liquid that grows within can enhance physical aptitude."
Qin Chuan raised an eyebrow.
The elder smiled and said, "This Spirit Pool opens once every ten years, with five slots available each time. I plan to offer Qin Zi one slot."
"This... seems a bit inappropriate, doesn’t it?"
Qin Chuan employed a Chinese-style modesty.
"Indeed, it is somewhat inappropriate."
The bald elder agreed with a nod, then, with a shift in tone, smiled and said, "However... if it were too suitable, it wouldn’t be called sincerity."
Qin Chuan was slightly taken aback.
That made quite a bit of sense.
He glanced at his son and noticed him looking on eagerly, full of anticipation.
He gave his son a look, then with a smile, raised his teacup and said, "I will gladly be your friend!"
His intentions were very simple,
It was all for the sake of his child!!