14: The dragon gave birth to nine sons, but...all nine were sick!

“Oh? You don’t know?” Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan feigned surprise. “Old Ancestor just mentioned it a few days ago, saying that although you are still young, you should start looking for a childhood sweetheart.”

“You don’t know, the moment this news got out, the threshold was almost trampled flat! Many people even came to me.”

“The two of us together will definitely make a killing!”

Qin Wangchuan: “…”

Childhood sweetheart? Does this world still care about that?

Seeing his subtle expression, Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan couldn’t help but chuckle, “What, Ninth Brother is shy? Don’t worry, my intelligence business is booming here. As long as you cooperate, I guarantee you’ll have the upper hand!”

“At that time, you’ll definitely be on top!”

“Besides, it’s just a childhood sweetheart.”

“…”

Qin Wangchuan took a deep breath and turned to leave.

But after thinking about it, he turned back.

Anyway, there’s no escaping this kind of thing, so he might as well make some money from it.

He could also get some intelligence.

“Let’s first agree on how to split it.”

“Four-six split?” Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan asked tentatively, “Of course, that’s four for you and six for me!”

Qin Wangchuan looked at her expressionlessly: “Three-seven split.”

“What?” Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan’s eyes widened, and the abacus in her hand almost slipped. “Ninth Brother, you’re being unreasonable! I work hard to contact buyers and take risks…”

“It’s a three-seven split, seven for me, three for you.” Qin Wangchuan interrupted her long speech, his tone beyond doubt.

“This…” Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan’s eyes darted around, and she immediately put on a wronged expression, “How about a fifty-fifty split? Otherwise, I, your Elder sister…”

“If you don’t agree, I’m leaving.” Qin Wangchuan said, turning to depart.

“Wait!” Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan hurriedly grabbed his sleeve. “Three-seven! Just as you said, a three-seven split!” She bit her lip, adding with a pained expression, “This is a losing business…”

As she spoke, her abacus clacked loudly, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

Believing she would lose money was less believable than believing the foolish System had no problems.

Qin Wangchuan glanced at her: “Selling my intelligence, what do you lose?”

Seventh Daozi Qin Miaoyan was instantly speechless, she sheepishly let go of his hand, muttering something about “having to smooth things over” in a low voice, and turned to leave dejectedly.

After a few steps, she turned back and called out:

“Remember to write the preference list in detail! Your favorite snacks, things you like, and colors, etc…”

Just as Qin Wangchuan was about to respond, he suddenly heard a lazy chuckle from above.

“You’re quite popular.”

His heart tensed—with his perception, he hadn’t even noticed someone was so close.

Following the sound, he saw a figure in a green robe casually spread out among the branches of an ancient tree.

The young man had an ordinary appearance, yet he exuded an indescribable sense of leisure, as if he was one with this world.

If he were an ordinary Disciple, it would be impossible not to have noticed him, but if he were a named person, he couldn’t possibly have such a common face.

In that case, there was only one possibility left. Qin Wangchuan looked up and tentatively called out:

“Second Brother?”

The young man nodded, as if in response.

Second Young Master, Qin Xuanji.

He possessed an Innate Dao Embryo and extraordinary Comprehension Ability.

Outwardly gentle and humble, he was in fact extremely deep and skilled at playing the pig to eat the tiger.

Moreover, he liked to disguise himself. It was said that he wore at least twenty or thirty masks on his face; he was a schemer!

“What are you doing here, Second Brother?” Qin Wangchuan asked.

Qin Xuanji didn’t respond, but looked into the distance.

Following his gaze, they saw two figures on the training ground instructing the Qin Family Disciples in Cultivation.

Or perhaps it could be called a one-sided slaughter?

One person stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe as pure as snow, speaking indifferently to a pillar: “Your punch isn’t fast enough, nor is it fierce enough!”

It was the First Young Master, Qin Wudao.

He possessed the Ancient Desolate Holy Body, with unparalleled combat power, and was hailed as the “Future Heavenly Emperor of the Qin Family.”

Although he was powerful and a bit of a show-off, unfortunately… he was face-blind.

Like Ye Jianwei, his body had flaws at the Law level of the Great Dao.

His eyesight was poor, and he was famously bad at remembering faces, often mistaking Elders and even seeing pillars and wooden stakes as people.

He once mistook the Old Ancestor for a sweeping old servant and told him to “get out of the way,” resulting in being punished by the Old Ancestor to meditate in seclusion for three days.

The other person was bare-chested, with bulging muscles, his fists incredibly powerful. Hearing the words, he laughed wildly: “Hahaha! Fight! Come and fight!”

This one was even more of a heavyweight—Fourth Young Master, Qin Kuangge, who possessed the Tyrannical Heavenly Body.

He was a martial arts fanatic, spending his days either fighting or on his way to a fight.

These two standing together…

One stood with his hands behind his back, muttering to a pillar.

The other seemed to have a masochistic streak, laughing happily while being attacked by more than a dozen people.

Tsk, it’s really hard to comment on.

“You must not reveal yourself like them.” Qin Xuanji withdrew his gaze, his tone gentle, “This world has no shortage of Geniuses. Only by hiding your forward and keeping a low profile can you go further.”

Qin Wangchuan listened, but his expression became strange: “To be honest, Second Brother, with your common face, in terms of conspicuousness, you don’t look much worse than them.”

Qin Xuanji chuckled at his words, and a playful glint suddenly flashed across his ordinary face: “Commoner?” He raised his hand and wiped his face, instantly transforming into a handsome, gentle, jade-like visage. “How about this?”

Before Qin Wangchuan could answer, he wiped his face again, this time becoming an old man with a wrinkled face: “Or this?” Then he turned into a young boy: “Or do you prefer this?”

Qin Wangchuan: “……”

“Alright, no more messing around.” Qin Xuanji wiped his face, returning to his original appearance, and casually tossed down a bag: “I heard you took in a little maidservant whose Origin is incomplete.”

“There are ten Innate Divine Sources inside. Although they won’t be of much use, it’s better than nothing.”

After speaking, he suddenly lowered his voice: “Regarding the engagement news just now, I have more detailed intelligence. In fact, Old Ancestor had already decided on the candidate, and releasing the news was just a pretense.”

“It’s just waiting for your tenth birthday banquet to be announced to the world—it’s said that this banquet will be unprecedented in scale, and all the great Dao lineages will send people. Ninth Brother, do you have any special gifts you’d like?”

Qin Wangchuan put away the Divine Sources, thanked him, and shook his head.

“No.”

“Hmm… In that case, I’ll decide on the gift myself.”

The Qin Family had nine Dragon sons, and although all nine sons had their quirks, their strength and harmonious relationship were truly impeccable.

Except for a certain impish girl, the Young Masters got along exceptionally well, and Qin Wangchuan even felt like he was the pampered one.

After chatting for a few more sentences, Qin Wangchuan mentioned that he was going to ask his Fifth Sister, Qin Qingzheng, for guidance on Sword Manuals.

However, Qin Xuanji shook his head and said lazily, “She’s not home.”

“Oh?” Qin Wangchuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

“She said she went to find Body Tempering treasures for you.” Qin Xuanji said, giving Qin Wangchuan’s already perfectly tempered root bones a meaningful glance, a playful smile curling at his lips, “She definitely wouldn’t have expected you to Body Temper so quickly…”

Ordinary Prodigies, after reaching the second Realm, needed Heaven And Earth Treasures to lay their foundation, typically taking 4-6 years to reach the third Realm. But even the Qin Family themselves hadn't expected Qin Wangchuan's Realm to improve so rapidly.

This was the Eternal Life Immortal Body, after all.

Let alone Qin Qingzheng, even Qin Xuanji hadn't anticipated this.

He paused, then shook his head with a wry smile: “But you know your Fifth Sister’s personality; she’s a bit of a simpleton. All day long, besides staring blankly at her sword, she’s collecting Heaven And Earth Treasures. Let her be, she’ll probably be back in a few days.”

“However… if she brings back something strange and unusual, Ninth Brother, you should be mentally prepared.”

“I still remember the last time she brought me a three-colored ‘sacred medicine’ for healing, which made me lie in bed for half a month.”

That terrifying?

He secretly made a mental note.

After bidding farewell to his Second Brother, Qin Wangchuan was temporarily without a destination.

“Last time Old Ancestor also said that the Li Family Sword Seal is extremely mysterious, and he had no clue either.”

“Then who else can I ask for guidance from…”

Before he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind, recalling the token the Old Ancestor had given him earlier.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming:

“That’s right! The Divine Tree!”