196: Jiang Yan, who was obsessed with reading storybooks

Just as Qin Wangchuan's words fell, a powerful Aura sped out from within the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda.

"Who dares to act so presumptuously here!"

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes, accompanied by several attendants, walked out quickly, his expression dark.

When he saw Commander He's headless corpse on the ground, his pupils constricted sharply, then he glared at Qin Wangchuan: "Who is Your Excellency? Why are you committing murder in my He family's territory?"

Qin Wangchuan's gaze calmly swept over the newcomer: "State your name."

The middle-aged man was startled, and subconsciously replied: "I am He, an Elder of the He family..."

"Not high enough Rank," Qin Wangchuan interrupted directly, "Go call someone from the Heaven-Reaching family."

Elder He San's expression immediately turned ugly: "Your Excellency is too arrogant! How can the esteemed individuals of the Heaven-Reaching family be met just because you say so?"

Qin Wangchuan's tone remained unchanged: "If your Rank isn't high enough, report it layer by layer. I will wait."

These words were spoken so matter-of-factly, as if he were instructing his own servants.

The Elder felt a surge of anger, but he dared not act rashly—a person who could instantly kill a Rank Ten expert was certainly no ordinary Prodigy, and must have a powerful force behind him!

After considering the pros and cons, he still went back to report.

"Don't follow them yourself, but make them come over."

"Dao Seeking Palace... is it that formidable?"

Jiang Yan listened from the side, a hint of curiosity arising in his heart about the Dao Seeking Palace his Big Brother belonged to.

However, several of his Revered Masters within him were secretly communicating:

"Dao Seeking Palace my foot!"

"If this kid is truly from Middle Thousand Province, I'll eat shit!"

"I'll eat it too! This demeanor, this Aura, is clearly the style of those aristocratic scions from the Upper Realm!"

A moment later, an even more powerful Aura descended.

An old man dressed in the Heaven-Reaching family's attire slowly walked over, followed by two teams of elite guards.

"Who wishes to see my Heaven-Reaching family?" The old man's gaze was like lightning, shooting directly at Qin Wangchuan.

Qin Wangchuan sized him up, then gently shook his head: "Still not enough. Go find someone who can make decisions."

The old man's expression darkened. The Heaven-Reaching family was a prominent clan across the Three Thousand Provinces.

Moreover, his status within the family was not low; when had he ever been so lightly regarded by anyone?

But seeing the other party's extraordinary demeanor, he still suppressed his anger and said: "Fellow Daoist, you have caused such an unsightly incident here, even if you want this old man to report it, you must give a reason, mustn't you? Perhaps... this old man can resolve it?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Wangchuan casually raised a hand.

Ye Jianwei, understanding, took out a token and tossed it over.

The token was entirely black, with only a single, powerful ancient character engraved on it—Qin!

The old man had initially taken the token indifferently, but the moment he clearly saw that character, his expression changed drastically.

His expression instantly underwent a violent transformation from confusion to shock, then to terror, and he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"This! This is!" The old man's voice trembled, and he hurriedly bowed, "This junior has been blind, I did not know that it was..."

Just as he was about to speak the crucial information, Qin Wangchuan timely gave two light coughs.

The old man immediately understood, forcibly swallowed the title that had been on the tip of his tongue, and instead respectfully said: "I did not know that a distinguished guest had arrived; I have offended you greatly, please forgive me!"

He turned and sternly shouted at his attendants: "Why are you not quickly bringing a seat for our distinguished guest! And serve good tea!"

This sudden change stunned everyone.

The Heaven-Reaching family's accompanying Disciples had never seen their Elder so flustered, and they exchanged glances, not daring to ask questions, only respectfully moving chairs and carefully attending to them.

Jiang Yan was also invited to a seat, experiencing the feeling of being "above others" for the first time in his life.

He sat down somewhat reservedly, and when he felt the gazes of awe directed at him from all around, he uncomfortably shifted his body.

He felt completely ill at ease.

Turning to look at his Big Brother, he found his expression natural.

Suddenly, Jiang Yan seemed to recall something, and abruptly asked: "Big Brother, what was that thing you said earlier, that you wanted me to do?"

Qin Wangchuan picked up his teacup, gently blew on the tea foam, his gaze profound:

"Become stronger, then break through Middle Thousand Province."

Jiang Yan blinked, pointing at his own nose: "Big Brother, I shouldn't have misheard, right? What you just said was... break through Middle Thousand Province?"

Qin Wangchuan nodded: "You didn't mishear."

"You mean me? Me... break through Middle Thousand Province?" Jiang Yan confirmed again, poking his chest with his finger, "Just me, this little Rank Seven Cultivator?"

"That's right."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan relaxed instead, laughing so hard he doubled over: "Hahaha, I didn't mishear, so it must be a joke. Big Brother, you're really good at making people happy."

He leaned closer, lowering his voice: "To be honest, for a moment I actually thought it was real, thankfully it's a joke..."

However, Qin Wangchuan just watched him quietly, not a hint of a smile on his lips, his eyes so calm it made one's heart flutter.

Jiang Yan's smile gradually froze on his face, his voice growing softer and softer: "...It's not a joke?"

Now he couldn't sit still at all, springing up from the chair with a thud, his movement so large he almost knocked the chair over: "You're really not joking?!"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

Jiang Yan started pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pan, frantically pulling at his hair as he walked, messing up his neat topknot into a bird's nest:

"Big Brother, look at my current Realm!" He said with a long face, his voice extremely low, "Forget about breaking through Middle Thousand Province, among those who Ascended with me just now, I'm the weakest! You didn't see how they looked at me at first..."

He mimicked the arrogant expressions of those Prodigies, pinching his voice to mimic them: "'Oh, someone so weak dares to Ascend? Could it be he hid in some Senior's sleeve to sneak up?'"

"Someone like me breaking through Middle Thousand Province? People would die laughing if I said that, no way, no way!" Jiang Yan said, shaking his head repeatedly.

Qin Wangchuan nodded lightly; of course he understood.

According to the original trajectory, Jiang Yan, the Son of Luck, should have cultivated longer in the Lower Realm.

Doing this now was tantamount to throwing a small fish that hadn't fully grown into the deep sea.

It seemed like a suicidal act—

But don't forget, he was the Son of Luck.

The greater the adversity, the more the Son of Luck's potential would be stimulated.

Abyssal pressure often gave rise to the most brilliant light.

"Actually, you don't need to break through the entire Dao Province," Qin Wangchuan took a sip of tea, "You just need to defeat a few people. I don't know the exact number, but it's certain that they are all the best from various factions."

He put down his teacup and looked at Jiang Yan: "As for you, I have a way."

Jiang Yan listened, then suddenly realized something, tilting his head to look over, his eyes full of suspicion: "Big Brother, you're so strong, why don't you make a move?"

He leaned closer, asking mysteriously: "Could it be... that you have some hidden ailment that prevents you from acting? Or are you playing some 'behind-the-scenes boss cultivating a successor' game?"

As he spoke, Jiang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he became excited, his finger repeatedly tapping his chest:

"Wait wait wait wait! Could it be... I am the legendary Son of Destiny? That's how it's written in the storybooks! A reclusive expert finds a down-and-out youth, says he possesses a peerless Bloodline, and will save all living beings in the future..."

As he spoke, he turned around, about to take off his clothes, "Big Brother, quickly look, do I have some Dragon-shaped birthmark on my back?"