17: One stand and one cut, kill instantly!

Qin Wangchuan didn't respond, but lightly tapped his finger again, then said, "Stand."

As the single word left his lips, the Void Realm trembled.

A ten-foot-tall Spiritual Qi Sword Tip burst from the ground, pointing directly at Qin Zhaoer!

Qin Zhaoer's pupils constricted, but she quickly sneered, her body gracefully leaping like a swallow, her toes tapping the side of the Sword Tip, using the momentum to flip backward and land steadily several feet away.

"Heh, Ninth Brother, so what if you're at the Fourth Realm?" A smug curve appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Your Spiritual Technique is too slow; you can't even touch my clothes—"

Before she finished speaking, Qin Wangchuan's eyes turned cold, and he softly parted his lips: "Slash!"

The standing Spiritual Qi Sword Tip suddenly trembled, its body instantly solidified, transforming into a complete giant sword, which then chopped down with the force of thunder!

"??"

Qin Zhaoer's face changed dramatically. She hastily tried to dodge, but found that the Sword Intent had already sealed off all her escape routes.

"Boom—!"

Sword Qi surged, and a bottomless gully was cut into the ground. Qin Zhaoer was flung away by the residual Sword Qi, crashing heavily against the protective barrier at the edge of the martial arts arena, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

The crowd on the sidelines immediately erupted in an uproar.

"A five-year-old Fourth Realm!?"

The Qin Family Disciples and Elders watching from the sidelines stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

"And he defeated Eighth Young Master in one Move, even though they were at the same realm!"

"Eighth Young Master has the blessing of a Saint Body!"

Those who didn't understand discussed animatedly, but those with true insight stared at the gully cut into the ground by the sword, lost in thought.

Words become law?

Sword Intent?

Sword Manual?

But he's only five years old!

Qin Wenhe was not surprised by this scene and smiled as he looked at everyone, saying, "See? With him, nothing that happens is surprising."

"Eternal Life Immortal Body Cultivates slowly?" Someone gave a bitter laugh. "Ninth Young Master has broken that common knowledge."

"Not only that," another Elder added, "don't forget, Ninth Young Master has immortal bones throughout his entire body!"

"immortal bones plus Eternal Life Immortal Body, plus foresight and Heaven-Defying Comprehension Ability..." Someone murmured, "This can no longer be described as extraordinary talent."

"It's simply..."

"Prodigy!"

Everyone simultaneously thought of this word.

In the arena, Qin Wangchuan's face showed no joy of victory, his tender face bearing a calmness unsuited for his age.

He slowly walked in front of Qin Zhaoer, looking down at her, "Eighth Sister, I accept your concession."

Qin Zhaoer struggled to kneel up, looking up at Qin Wangchuan.

She bit her lip, then suddenly burst into tears with a "Waa" sound:

"Wuu... Ninth Brother is the worst!"

"Why is she crying? The last person who bullied me didn't cry." Qin Wangchuan looked at Qin Zhaoer, who was crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain, the corner of his lips slightly raised. He didn't take the opportunity to rub salt in the wound, but gently brushed his fingertip over her reddened eyes.

His voice was very soft, with a hint of teasing, yet it inexplicably made people feel at ease:

"Alright, don't cry."

Qin Zhaoer's crying stopped abruptly, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, but she suddenly looked up and glared at Qin Wangchuan.

"Who, who wants your fake kindness!" She sobbed, swatting his hand away, her lacquered nails leaving red marks on Qin Wangchuan's hand. "You were the one who bullied me first!"

As she spoke, she was about to shed tears again, but then she suddenly caught sight of the reddened back of the young man's hand, and her crying immediately caught in her throat.

She unconsciously twisted her skirt, her blood-stained lips opening and closing several times, finally only managing a nasal mumble:

"......Does it hurt?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could bite off her tongue—what a stupid thing to ask! Her own backside was still faintly aching!

With a few words, the previously heavy match instantly became lighthearted.

"Task completed, simulation count +1"

"The Sign-in System has been activated."

Helping Qin Zhaoer up, Qin Wangchuan ignored the 'Task Completed' prompt in his mind and instead stared blankly at the gully cut into the stage.

This was something he had comprehended after witnessing the Sword Seal.

Even without a sword in hand, by taking his body as a sword and his finger as a medium, he could achieve an effect almost like 'words become law.'

Under a tenfold Origin bonus, what others would take years to comprehend, he understood in an instant.

And he could even apply it to other situations, which was simply Heaven-Defying!

Far off in the martial arts arena.

First Young Master Qin Wudao and Second Young Master Qin Xuanji stood side by side, both staring intently in this direction, their expressions complex.

"What do you think of Ninth Brother?" Qin Xuanji asked, toying with an ancient copper coin in his hand.

"Hmm..." Qin Wudao stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe moving without wind, and spoke indifferently as he looked at the two stick figures on the stage:

"This sword strike was beautiful; Ninth Brother lost fairly."

As he spoke, he lightly lifted his fingertip, and an invisible Sword Qi condensed around him: "But if I were to make a Move—it could be even more beautiful!"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Qin Xuanji suddenly pressed on his shoulder, his other hand pointing to the distant martial arts arena, his voice filled with suppressed laughter: "Look closely! Ninth Brother won, Eighth Sister lost!"

Qin Wudao's sword-like brows furrowed, and he looked intently—

He really couldn't tell the difference, only seeing two stick figures standing on the stage.

"......"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Qin Xuanji sighed, pulled out a jade box from his sleeve, and shoved it into his hand: "Didn't you eat the Innate Divine Source I gave you last time? Use it!"

"You really need to nourish yourself well, otherwise, if you ask me, your eyes might as well be dug out."

"I raised you so well from childhood... Alas!"

"How did you turn out so crooked?"

That's right, the Divine Source given to Qin Wangchuan last time was actually just an afterthought; it was primarily for Qin Wudao.

Sighing deeply, Qin Xuanji's gaze once again turned towards Qin Wangchuan in the distance.

His recent deeds flashed through his mind.

"Ninth Brother, oh Ninth Brother..." he murmured softly, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "How many secrets are you still hiding?"

Big Brother went astray; perhaps I can raise Ninth Brother?

The copper coin flipped in the air, finally landing steadily back in his palm.

Heads up.

"Great fortune." Qin Xuanji narrowed his eyes. "Interesting."

"Become stronger. The more dazzling the light, the larger the shadow, and the better I can hide."

Before he finished speaking, a sneer suddenly came from beside him—

"Hiding and sneaking, the way of a rat."

"How can a blind man like you have the nerve to criticize me?"

— — — — — — — — — — — —

Meanwhile, in the Ten Directions Immortal Court, Cloud Sea.

Li Heavenly Emperor held a green bamboo fishing rod, sitting quietly on the cloud, his fishing line dangling ten thousand feet down, directly into the depths of the Cloud Sea.

Suddenly, his fingertip paused, and the fishing line trembled slightly, as if a fish had bitten the hook.

But the next moment, he raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing through the endless Void Realm, looking towards the Qin Family's direction.

"Interesting."

He chuckled softly, casually placing the fishing rod aside, and turned to look at the person beside him—

"Old Man Qin, your little grandson is indeed Heaven-Defying."

Li Heavenly Emperor's voice carried a hint of admiration. He lightly tapped his fingertip in the Void Realm, and as the Cloud Sea churned, a scene of Qin Wangchuan in the martial arts arena appeared.

"In just a few days, not only did he thoroughly understand the Sword Manual, but he also comprehended the prototype of the Sword Seal."

"Given time, he will surely truly comprehend the Sword Seal, and even comprehend the Eighth Seal."

Qin Taiyi stood with his hands behind his back, and upon hearing this, he sneered, "He comprehended it, it's his. What does that have to do with you?"

Li Heavenly Emperor was not annoyed; instead, he smiled even more meaningfully: "Why does it have nothing to do with me?"

"What's yours and what's mine? Aren't we all going to be one family in the future?"

"Hmph!" Qin Taiyi sneered, "You dream beautifully."

"You, Old Man Li... owe me a great favor."

Upon hearing this, Li Heavenly Emperor immediately glared, his beard bristling, and waved his hand: "Don't try that! I've already given you the most talented girl in my Li Family in nearly ten thousand years, what more do you want?"

"Not enough."

As the two words fell, the Cloud Sea suddenly churned, as if an invisible Sword Intent was surging.

But the next moment, this Sword Intent dissipated as if deflated.

"Alas, never mind." Li Heavenly Emperor waved his hand, picked up his fishing rod again, and looked into the distance: "There's no other way, no other way."

"If I can't do it, and the Li Family Disciples can't, then we can only find a solution from other places."

"Otherwise... the Li Family will be destroyed."

As the only Imperial Family that revered Cultivation Technique as a sacred object, the Li Family's situation was actually not good.

Cultivation Technique would eventually be limited by the times and become weaker and weaker. If they stagnated and their Moves could not be updated, they would be surpassed in the blink of an eye.

By then, a mighty Imperial Family would be easily extinguished.

"Then let's wait and see."

After Qin Taiyi finished speaking, his figure had transformed into a wisp of clear breeze, dissipating into the Cloud Sea.

Li Heavenly Emperor looked in the direction he left, and shook his head again: "Old fox... he really can't stand to lose even a little."

"Giving away people and Cultivation Technique."

"You'd better be able to comprehend the Eighth Seal, otherwise, my Li Family will truly suffer a huge loss this time."