Qin Chen knew that Ouyang Zhou wouldn’t just send him to the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect just because he was a disciple of the Blood Continent Sect without any reason.
"What, then, would the Sect Leader have this disciple do?" Qin Chen directly asked.
"My condition is that, when you grow to a certain stature,"
"I need you to stand by my side when I need you and assist me."
Ouyang Zhou’s face bore his usual faint smile.
Qin Chen’s brows lightly furrowed.
Following Ouyang Zhou’s line of thought, he seemed to have taken a keen interest in Qin Chen’s potential.
Now Qin Chen deeply felt
that the Ouyang Zhou before him was far too mysterious.
"After some time, the grand event of the entire Great Origin Dynasty, the Ten Thousand Sects Peak Battle, will commence."
"At that time, you may freely enter any sect, except for the Blood Continent Sect, thereby participating in the Ten Thousand Sects Peak Battle."
"And finally, when the Great Powers from the Four Great Legendary Forces arrive,"
"take out this item..."
While Qin Chen was still pondering in secret,
an ancient token suddenly appeared in Ouyang Zhou’s hand.
It bore four large characters.
Heavenly Blade Saint Son!
Those four characters made Qin Chen’s eyes sharpen with an intensity the moment he glanced at them, causing his heart to abruptly skip a beat.
What was this object?
Qin Chen was inwardly astounded.
Heavenly Blade Saint Son; these four words, no matter how you looked at them, were connected to the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect.
There was one more point.
Ouyang Zhou had just mentioned letting Qin Chen join any sect at will to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Peak Battle.
He emphasized, aside from the Blood Continent Sect.
Although Qin Chen was also prepared to represent the Thunder Sky Sect in the battle,
why couldn’t the Blood Continent Sect participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Peak Battle?
Was there some concern?
A myriad of suspicions arose in Qin Chen’s mind.
"This token is called the Saint Son Token."
"With this token, you can not only directly enter the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect,"
"but you can also become, positioned above countless disciples of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect... the Saint Son of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect!"
"Enjoying the ultimate resources and status treatment!"
Ouyang Zhou slowly stated.
"The Saint Son of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect?"
Qin Chen’s pupils sharply constricted.
His heart, violently shaken!
Although he did not know what status the Saint Son held in the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect,
just from the name itself, he knew.
To be ranked as a Saint Son within such a Legendary Force as the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, that status must be unimaginably powerful.
What Ouyang Zhou said was, by showing this Saint Son Token to the Great Powers of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, he could immediately become the Sect’s Saint Son.
The token is recognized, not the person!
This sufficiently demonstrated the value of the Saint Son Token.
Ouyang Zhou, he could actually possess such a thing?
"Seeking to become a Saint Son entails carrying its weight; can you bear this responsibility?" Ouyang Zhou suddenly took on a stern expression, his gaze piercing as he looked at Qin Chen.
Seeking to become a Saint Son entails carrying its weight!
Qin Chen well understood what Ouyang Zhou meant.
If he were to become the Saint Son of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, it was akin to ascending to the heavens in one step.
For him, naturally, that would be an immense pressure.
Qin Chen pondered for a long while, then suddenly spoke up: "I believe, pressure is motivation."
He had experienced it before!
Compared to despair, powerlessness, and anger, he would rather shoulder this pressure.
He needed this opportunity.
His father was still waiting for him.
"Good," Ouyang Zhou’s face broke into a smile.
He truly hadn’t misjudged the person!
"Then, could the Sect Leader tell me what I will need to do at that time?" Qin Chen asked.
"Sorry, right now, I cannot tell you."
To Qin Chen’s surprise, Ouyang Zhou shook his head.
Qin Chen’s eyebrows immediately furrowed.
Not knowing what to do left him too passive.
"You can rest assured."
"Regardless, you are still a disciple of the Blood Continent Sect."
"The task I need your help with will definitely not exceed your capabilities."
"I am just taking a gamble on your extraordinary talent."
At this point, Ouyang Zhou’s eyes suddenly darkened, as if he had thought of something.
Qin Chen mused for a long while.
"Qin Chen, agree to it."
"You do indeed need the protection of a powerful force right now."
"The Heavenly Blade Saint Sect is a good place." Suddenly, Little Fairy spoke up.
Hearing Little Fairy’s words, Qin Chen understood her meaning very well.
He still bore the Demon God Mark on his body. Although it was diluted, it was not yet completely eradicated.
He was always at risk of being attacked by the Demon God Palace.
The Demon God Palace was too terrifying for the current Qin Chen.
The identity of the Heavenly Blade Saint Heir might be able to protect Qin Chen and allow him to grow rapidly.
To grow until one day, the Demon God Palace would be something Qin Chen could destroy with a wave of his hand!
"In that case, I will respectfully comply," Qin Chen agreed.
"I hope you can grow quickly."
Ouyang Zhou looked at Qin Chen with a hint of expectation.
Qin Chen nodded slightly.
"Then, Sect Leader, I will take my leave now."
Qin Chen took the Saint Son Token from Ouyang Zhou’s hands.
The Saint Son Token was not heavy, but Qin Chen felt it was heavier than a mountain.
It was a burden... and a responsibility!
Ouyang Zhou nodded slowly.
Watching Qin Chen’s retreating figure, Ouyang Zhou let out a deep sigh.
"Placing hopes on you, I don’t know if it’s the right choice."
"But no matter what, although it’s just a sliver of hope, perhaps not even a sliver."
"There is still hope, at least."
He murmured to himself, pondering something unknowable in his heart.
Leaving the palace, Qin Chen returned straight to Baiyue Island, and by that time, the sky had already grown dark.
Qin Chen took a deep breath and put aside the matter of the Heavenly Blade Saint Heir.
Zhao Tengqi had left, and now, he had to leave as well.
He walked towards Lin Songyun’s house, intending to ask about her plans.
If possible, he hoped Lin Songyun would join him in the Peak Battle of the Ten Thousand Sects.
It had to be said, through years of constant, life-and-death experiences day and night,
Qin Chen had indeed developed deep feelings for Lin Songyun.
Perhaps Lin Songyun would be the woman he would cherish and protect wholeheartedly for his entire life.
Therefore, he also hoped to always be with Lin Songyun.
Pushing open the door to Lin Songyun’s bamboo house, Qin Chen inadvertently looked up.
Instantly, he was stunned, and his brain went blank.
Lin Songyun was immersed in a wooden tub.
The tub was filled with numerous petals of the Lightly Scented Powder Flower.
There, Lin Songyun was bathing, appearing celestial and intoxicating to behold.