Buzzing!!
The crisp sound of swords resonated throughout the Qin Family City, as nine sword lights streaked across the sky like meteors.
"Chang Kong Nine Swords!!"
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Lin Hao and the others, being knowledgeable, immediately recognized the origins of the nine swords.
There were rumors that five years ago, the Emperor of Great Xia had hurriedly visited, and was swindled by the shameless eldest son of the Qin Family, losing both the Chang Kong Nine Swords and the Tianbao Gourd.
What was thought to be mere gossip turned out to be true; he really was shameless enough to carry all nine swords just to embody the word 'cheap.'
"Nine Swords Unite!"
Qin Feng quickly formed a hand seal, pointing at the nine swords flying towards him.
Buzzing!!
The sword wind surged, dust swirling, as the momentum of the nine swords grew increasingly fierce, their roars echoing through the void like raging waves.
When the sword wind ceased, a long sword shimmering with a cold light hovered before Qin Feng.
This was the sword of the Sky Sword God from ten thousand years ago, ranked among the top ten divine weapons of the Archaic Era, the Changkong Divine Sword!
Since acquiring the Chang Kong Nine Swords, Qin Feng, with the help of the Tenth Ancestor, had successfully refined them over five years.
Though he dared not claim to replicate the splendor of the Sky Sword God, nor had the power to fully wield the Chang Kong Nine Swords, they were more than sufficient for battle.
"Chang Kong Nine Swords!!"
Lin San's eyes burned with desire, his breath quickening.
He couldn't help it!
The sword techniques he used originated from the Sky Sword God of ten thousand years ago. To be precise, he had inherited the Sky Sword God's legacy. If he could obtain the Chang Kong Nine Swords, he would surely be able to recreate the splendor of the Sword God.
However, he knew the Qin Family was not to be trifled with; robbing them openly was akin to courting death. He could only wait for the right opportunity.
"Even with the divine sword's blessing, you can't be my match!"
Lin San had absolute confidence in the Sky Sword God's legacy. In the swirling dust, he suddenly struck, a dazzling sword light tearing through the void, stirring waves of turbulence.
Sky Sword Technique!
A God Tier sword technique comprehended by the Sky Sword God from the laws of heaven and earth, possessing the might to slay gods and buddhas alike, unrivaled in the Archaic Era.
"This is..."
Qin Tian and Lin Hao, both influential figures, instantly recognized the Sky Sword Technique.
The Sky Sword God of ten thousand years ago could never have imagined that his sword technique would face off against his own sword millennia later.
"Not good!!"
Qin Tian's face changed dramatically, wanting to step forward to intervene.
Though his beloved son Qin Feng had the Emperor's Potential, he was only eight years old. How could he withstand the Sky Sword God's technique?
But before he could speak, he saw his beloved son Qin Feng's eyes turn sharp, adopting a sword-drawing stance.
Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!!
A nod, a draw!
The crisp clanging of a sword being drawn echoed through the heavens and earth, a stunning sword light appearing, its cold aura sweeping across the scene, as graceful as a startled swan, as agile as a dragon, seemingly about to cleave the sky in two.
"What kind of sword move is this!?"
Everyone present was well-versed in martial arts, yet none had ever seen Qin Feng's move.
Could it be self-created!?
There were no flashy moves, only the pursuit of the ultimate invincible strike. A sword drawn to cleave the heavens and extinguish the earth, capable of determining victory.
Boom!!
The two sword lights collided heavily, erupting in a deafening roar, accompanied by a terrifying energy storm sweeping out.
"Mother..."
"Father..."
Qin Hao and Lin Xiner, due to their lower cultivation, clung to their parents' clothes to avoid being blown away.
"How is this possible!!"
Lin San's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to fathom how an eight-year-old child could master such a sword move.
He had thought his cultivation was stronger, with the Sky Sword God's legacy and Sword Intent in hand, defeating an eight-year-old kid would be a breeze.
But who knew the other party would teach him a lesson, making him realize his sword was not the strongest.
With a bang!!
The sword in Lin San's hand shattered on the spot, unable to withstand the sharpness of the Changkong Divine Sword.
He had the Sky Sword Technique, Qin Feng had the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique.
He had Sword Intent, Qin Feng had the Changkong Divine Sword.
His cultivation was two small levels higher than Qin Feng's, but Qin Feng had the Emperor's Potential with a tenfold boost, plus the Tianbao Gourd for mana recovery. How could he not win?
"What!!"
Lin San's face was full of disbelief, defeated by an eight-year-old child.
All his life, he had triumphed over the strong with the weak, his invincible Dao heart gradually forming. But today, he was defeated by an eight-year-old, a crack appearing in his invincible Dao heart, plunging him into self-doubt.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for creating a crack in the Chosen One's invincible Dao heart, earning 100,000 Villain Points!"
"A crack is worth 100,000? If I stab him in the heart, wouldn't I earn billions in no time!"
Qin Feng was brimming with fighting spirit, his feet dancing with the unpredictable Phantom Leisure, the divine sword in his hand stabbing towards Lin San's chest like a phantom.
Love him, stab him in the heart!
"Not good!!"
Even though Lin San's invincible Dao heart was forming, he was still just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. After being taught a lesson by Qin Feng, his rhythm was thrown off, being beaten back step by step.
With each new sword mark on his body, Qin Feng loved him a bit more.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for injuring the Chosen One, earning 500 Villain Points!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for injuring the Chosen One, earning 500 Villain Points!"
"........."
Because Qin Hao was his younger brother, he had never fought so enjoyably as today.
"My brother is the best!!"
Qin Hao proudly raised his little head, wishing he could tell everyone this was his brother.
Lin Xiner, on the other hand, was stomping her feet in anger, wanting to rush up and beat this brat, but was picked up by Yun Xiyue, who was very fond of this little Lolita.
"The outcome is decided, Brother Qin's son truly has the Emperor's Potential!"
Lin Hao chuckled, waving his hand, pulling Lin San back just as Qin Feng was about to stab him in the heart.
What a joke!
Lin San was hailed as the number one sword in a hundred years, how could he let Qin Feng stab him in the heart here?
"Hmph..."
Qin Feng was very dissatisfied with Lin Hao's intervention, taking away his point-scoring tool just like that.
But he said nothing more, knowing that the Chosen One was a mysterious being. Forcing him to stay would surely trigger some savior attribute.
Better to quit while ahead, to avoid causing trouble for himself.
"Haha..."
Qin Tian couldn't help but laugh upon hearing someone praise his beloved son, knowing that the alliance and marriage were as good as secured.
The welcome ceremony continued.
Qin Tian led Lin Hao into the Qin Family City.
Row upon row of highly cultivated Qin Family disciples made Lin Hao envious.
If he could choose, he would rather spend more resources nurturing a blood relative than someone unrelated, unless that person was absolutely loyal to him.
But loyalty, who can say for sure!
Soon—
The parents of both families began discussing their children's marriage.
Everyone thought Lin Hao would choose Qin Feng, who had just demonstrated the Emperor's Potential, but to everyone's surprise, he chose Qin Hao, who had been watching the show, as his son-in-law.
"Damn!!"
Qin Feng cursed on the spot upon learning this, gaining a new understanding of the Chosen One's irrationality.
A fierce battle like a tiger, but no place for me in marriage discussions...