Published: January 13, 2025
To enhance not just a little, his cultivation had actually reached the half-step pinnacle supreme realm.
Such growth surprised even him greatly.
Was this still his daughter?
“This one should be the young master you mentioned, right?” Sikong Zhen turned to look at Qin Chen.
Sikong Anyun’s face immediately turned awkward.
Sikong Zhen said with a calm expression, “Our Sikong Sacred Ground in the Dark Clan, while not a top-tier power, is not a place where any random force can trample upon. As the heir of our Sikong Sacred Ground, aren’t you worried about losing face for your family by so casually calling someone young master outside?”
Sikong Anyun’s face turned red, and she hurriedly explained, “Father… it’s not what you think. The young master really…”
“Alright, you don’t need to explain further.”
Sikong Zhen turned to Qin Chen, “Young man, I heard you want my daughter to be your maid?”
Boom!
A terrifying gaze suddenly landed on Qin Chen, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure.
Qin Chen remained calm, looking at Sikong Zhen.
This man was the authority of the Sikong Sacred Ground on the Black Jade Continent?
Faced with the overwhelming pressure from Sikong Zhen, Qin Chen stood firm, his expression showing no signs of wavering.
What kind of people had Qin Chen not seen before?
Sword Ancestor, Carefree Supreme, Yuanmo Ancestor—were any of them not truly terrifying existences?
Just a mid-stage supreme of the Dark Clan, and merely a projection of his power, how could it possibly suppress him?
Qin Chen said calmly, “That’s right, that’s indeed what this young master said. However, it’s not that I want her to serve me, but I see that Sikong Anyun has good talent. If she is willing, I might reluctantly accept her as a maid. But if she’s unwilling, I won’t force her.”
After saying this, Qin Chen looked at Sikong Zhen.
“And you…”
Qin Chen slightly nodded, “A mid-stage supreme, your strength is barely decent. Considering Sikong Anyun, if you’re willing, you can come to my side as a guard. I can ensure a bright future for Sikong Sacred Ground.”
As soon as these words were spoken, both Sikong Zhen and Sikong Anyun were dumbfounded.
Even the towering projection showed a look of astonishment.
Who was this kid?
Was he really that arrogant?
“Let me be your guard? Hahaha.”
Sikong Zhen suddenly burst into laughter.
He actually dared to say such things.
Although he wasn’t the top-tier powerhouse of Sikong Sacred Ground, he was still one of the most outstanding figures in the middle generation, a mid-stage supreme warrior.
To have such a powerhouse become a guard for a mere youth was truly audacious.
Qin Chen said indifferently, “What’s wrong? Unwilling? You should think it over carefully. If you miss this opportunity, I might not be willing in the future. This will be a loss for your Sikong Sacred Ground, and you may regret it for a lifetime.”
Sikong Zhen’s expression gradually turned serious.
Because when Qin Chen said these words, his expression was incredibly calm, showing no signs of joking.
That calmness was something that ordinary people could not fake.
“Hahaha, go ahead, go ahead.”
Sikong Zhen laughed, his gaze shifting as he surprisingly did not refuse outright.
Then, he turned to the towering projection.
“Dark Thunder Ancestor, today it was my Sikong Sacred Ground who offended. I apologize on their behalf. Please give this seat some face, and I will take my daughter back to teach her a lesson.”
Sikong Zhen cupped his hands as he spoke.
The towering projection had a gloomy expression and coldly said, “Sikong Zhen, considering you have defended the Black Jade Continent for so many years, I will give you this face. Your daughter was never meant to be taken away—it was her own unwillingness to leave. But that kid…”
The Dark Thunder Ancestor looked at Qin Chen, his eyes filled with blood light: “This person can actually ignore my dark blood thunder; he’s not so easily let go.”
Ignore dark blood tears?