Martial Master

"Mother, how did you see through it?"

Qin Chen was taken aback.

He had been cultivating the Nine Star Divine Emperor Technique, which was extremely subtle; as long as he did not release his true energy, even martial artists stronger than him could not see through it. Just now, Zuo Li had failed to discern it.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yuechi saw it at a glance.

"A mother knows her child best. Your aura is completely different compared to this morning. You can hide from others, but how can you hide it from your mother?" Qin Yuechi said with a wry smile. "Didn't I tell you not to break through before entering the Blood Spirit Pool?"

"Don't worry, mother. I did not break through recklessly. Although the Blood Spirit Pool can enhance a martial artist's physical body, my body has already reached the peak of Human Level, so there is no need to worry about that. As for talent, the higher my cultivation, the more I believe the Blood Spirit Pool will enhance my talent. It will only be beneficial, not harmful."

"Peak of Human Level?" Qin Yuechi sighed. "Mother saw you compete in the year-end examination. Although your strength is impressive, you are still quite far from the peak of Human Level. Forget it. Since you've already broken through, I won't say more. In two days, you'll be departing for the Blood Spirit Pool. Remember my words: in the Blood Spirit Pool, you can refine your bloodline. I've heard that the Blood Spirit Pool has a great effect on enhancing bloodlines. Do you remember?"

"I remember, mother."

Qin Chen smiled. There were some things he found inconvenient to discuss with Qin Yuechi; after all, she was not a practitioner and would not understand many things if he explained them to her.

After having the warm dinner that Qin Yuechi had prepared, Qin Chen returned to his room.

So much had happened today that he felt somewhat exhausted.

After resting briefly, he began to tally up the wealth he had obtained from Ge Zhou and the others.

He had to admit that Ge Zhou and his group were quite wealthy.

Upon counting, Qin Chen realized that he had actually looted over a million silver coins—an enormous sum.

However, upon reflection, it wasn’t surprising.

After all, that Guang Ge and Xu Zhishi were both peak late-stage Earth Level martial artists, especially Xu Zhishi, who was considered a master of the Bai Jian Sect and carried a storage ring with him.

Looting over a million wasn't particularly shocking.

"I don’t lack money for now; I should focus on consolidating my cultivation."

Having just broken through, Qin Chen didn't dare to be careless and immediately sat cross-legged to refine his energy in his room.

What Qin Chen didn't know was that while he was cultivating at home, the Qin family was in a state of deep frustration.

In Zhao Feng's room, Qin Feng wore a gloomy expression. Having been exposed to the scorching sun all day, if it weren't for his abundant true energy, he might have been cooked to perfection.

"I never expected Qin Chen to be scolded this way and still refuse to accept the challenge. Is he really willing to be a turtle?" Zhao Feng gritted his teeth.

He thought that with so many rumors swirling outside, Qin Chen would not be able to endure it. After all, he was a hot-blooded youth; one wrong word could push him to the life-and-death platform.

Who would have thought that this guy could endure so well, actually managing to not show up all day? It left Zhao Feng and the others feeling so frustrated they could almost spit blood.

"Brother, why don’t you challenge him again tomorrow? I don’t believe that he can keep avoiding it forever."

Qin Fen gritted his teeth.

He had expected to see a good show, but instead saw nothing at all, leaving him emotionally wounded.

"Shake your head? This is useless. Since he didn’t show up today, it means he doesn’t want to accept the challenge. Such a person will just retract his head like a turtle; he won't show his face no matter how much we spread rumors."

"Are we just going to let this slide?"