Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

"I told you there wasn't anything to worry about."

Qin Zi sighed in relief and shrugged with a smile.

As long as the other party couldn't control the furnace, the pressure on him would lessen. After all, this person was just someone reborn by seizing a body.

This was still Wu Cheng's body. Even if this individual's power slightly surpassed Wu Cheng's, it wouldn't be too overwhelming. Qin Zi understood this kind of possession better than anyone else. No one knew more about spirits taking over bodies than he did.

"How could this be, how…"

Wu Cheng, still dazed, mumbled to himself, his faith shaken as if something fundamental had collapsed.

She had sensed the presence of her ancestor's imperial artifact.

But it… betrayed her!

"You should leave quickly. If the events at the Ten Thousand Laws Heavenly Pool reach Wu Cheng's father's ears, he'll definitely know you've possessed his son and won't spare you."

Qin Zi calmly threatened.

Wu Cheng's body trembled as she came back to her senses.

She took a deep breath, looked at Qin Zi, and said, "Take care of my ancestor's treasure. I'll return for it one day!"

With a wave of her hand, she drove the chariot in one direction while flying off in another.

After flying some distance, she suddenly looked back at Qin Zi with a seductive smile, "Oh, I almost forgot. My name is Gong Lingyue."

With that, she disappeared into the distance.

Purple energy surged around her, and radiant light shone, as though a furnace was reshaping her body.

Her figure gradually became slender and graceful, slowly transforming into a true woman.

"I didn't even ask your name."

Qin Zi watched her retreating figure, finally tearing his eyes away with a look of disdain.

"Let's go," Shui Qingrou tugged at his waist and gave him a stern look. The two then left in their chariot.

…

"Ding! Your son has humiliated Snow Prince, automatically adding 5 points of 'Fatherly Contribution.'"

"Ding! Your son has humiliated Wu Cheng, automatically adding 7 points of 'Fatherly Contribution.'"

"Ding! Your current balance is 27.6 Fatherly Contribution Points."

At the Northern Extreme Divine Temple, Qin Chuan heard these notifications and couldn't help but smile.

The elderly empress sitting opposite him noticed the change in his expression and asked, "Senior, have you thought of something amusing?"

"No."

Qin Chuan shook his head with a smile and casually remarked, "Those two troublemakers have stirred up some trouble, quite a bit of it, actually."

"What?!"

The empress's face changed as she looked at Qin Chuan in shock. How could he know what was happening so far away?

How was this possible?

It only further affirmed her belief—Qin Chuan must truly be a reincarnated Emperor. His methods were beyond her understanding!

Calming herself, she asked with a smile, "May I ask what kind of trouble they've caused?"

"They've only disrupted the Ten Thousand Laws Heavenly Pool gathering. If nothing goes wrong, Snow Prince and Wu Cheng probably won't make it out alive."

Qin Chuan said it so calmly.

"This!"

The empress's face paled.

Snow Prince was the top genius of the Northern Snow Sword Sect, and Wu Cheng was the son of Wu Qiong. If both of them were killed, it would cause massive turmoil!

Even the Northern Extreme Divine Temple wouldn't be able to withstand the wrath of both families.

But after glancing at the man before her, she quickly composed herself.

With this divine figure sitting here, what was there to fear?

Even if these two powerful factions joined forces, they wouldn't be able to stir up any waves in the presence of this mighty figure.

"You've calmed down quickly. Not bad."

Qin Chuan's face revealed a hint of admiration as he spoke with deliberate profundity.

The empress humbly lowered her head, saying, "You overpraise me, Senior."

Now, calling him "Senior" felt completely natural to her, showing just how much Qin Chuan had silently established his authority.

When one believes themselves to be a great power, their words and actions naturally convey that belief, and soon others will believe it as well.

A few hours later, Qin Zi and Shui Qingrou hurried back. Qin Zi nervously reported the day's events to his father.

Qin Chuan remained calm throughout.

Gong Lingyue, the descendant of the Tianheng Clan, surprised him a bit, but that was all.

A mere descendant of a Martial Emperor? Not worth worrying about.

After all, it wasn't an actual Martial Emperor.

"Alright, it's fine. As long as I'm here, these are all small matters," Qin Chuan reassured his son.

Qin Zi, hearing his father's words, felt much more at ease.

For the next two days, however, he remained hidden within the Northern Extreme Divine Temple, afraid that the emperors of the two great families would come after him.

Qin Zi had turned timid again.

Before the older generation, he was meek and submissive, but before his peers, he acted boldly and fearlessly.

He was the epitome of someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

"Ding! A Four-Tribulation Emperor who has survived seven Emperor Tribulations has developed killing intent toward your son. In keeping with the principle that a father's love is like a mountain and a father must always win, your cultivation has been raised to the Second Tribulation, and you will be invincible within your realm."

One day, the system's notification rang out again.

Qin Chuan knew this was Wu Qiong, who had developed murderous intent toward Qin Zi.

In truth, it was Qin Zi who was responsible for Wu Cheng's death.

Had Qin Zi not shattered Wu Cheng's Dao heart, Gong Lingyue wouldn't have taken over his body, and Wu Cheng's consciousness wouldn't have perished.

"Boom!"

Not long after, a crimson light streaked across the sky, brimming with an aura of aggression and bloodlust!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the light passed, the snow-capped mountains below exploded into pieces.

"Qin Zi, come out and face your death!"

A thunderous shout echoed across the land, shattering ice and rock, causing avalanches to cascade down the mountains.

"Boom!"

"Ahh!"

Many of those climbing the Sky Ascension Staircase couldn't withstand the power of the shout, exploding into clouds of blood.

Even many disciples of the Northern Extreme Divine Temple, standing on the mountain peaks, coughed up blood from the sheer force of the shout.

The terrifying power of a single roar!

"It's Wu Huang!!"

"My god, it's him!"

"Hiss! Such intense killing intent!"

Many recognized the figure enveloped in red light—the fearsome emperor of the Wu Clan, Wu Qiong!

Ordinarily, the title "Wu Huang" could be ambiguous, and even Wu Clan emperors wouldn't dare call themselves Wu Huang. But Wu Qiong was different. He claimed the title, and no one in the Northern Region disputed it.

In the Northern Region, he was the undisputed Martial Sovereign!

"Whoosh!"

In the Northern Extreme Divine Temple, the elderly empress rose into the air, surrounded by a glowing blue light, like a luminous moon rising in the sky.

"Martial Sovereign Wu, what brings you to the Northern Extreme Divine Temple today?"

She smiled as she addressed him.

"Hand over Qin Zi! He killed my son Wu Cheng. If he doesn't die today, I will not rest!"

Wu Qiong was a towering figure, his hair a fiery red, his body surrounded by a scarlet blaze. He resembled a demon god.

"Please, calm down. From what I know, Qin Zi only defeated Wu Cheng. He didn't kill him. Many people witnessed this," the empress said with a calm smile.

"Seeing isn't always believing. My son's death was caused by him, and that's enough!"

Wu Qiong's voice was cold.

"If seeing isn't believing, then what is? Do you have any other evidence?"

The empress's tone grew colder.

"Hmph! I don't need evidence for my actions! I say he's responsible, and that's enough. I don't need to explain myself to anyone. Hand him over, and this will end," Wu Qiong stepped forward, his scarlet aura flaring even more fiercely.

"Without an explanation or evidence, why should I hand him over to you?"

The empress remained unmoved, her voice equally icy.

Wu Qiong's eyes narrowed, and a cold smirk appeared on his face. "Because, if you don't… you'll die today!"

Suddenly, a vast sea of blood appeared in the sky, seemingly an illusion, yet so real it felt like a torrent of actual blood.

"The Blood Law!"

The empress's face paled, and she instinctively retreated, terrified of being contaminated by the blood.

This law was highly corrosive, vile, and incredibly difficult to deal with.

"Wu Qiong! You should know that the Northern Extreme Divine Temple doesn't just have me as its emperor. Are you really prepared to burn bridges?"

The empress tried to put on a brave front, though her heart wavered.

"Heh, who gave you the courage to challenge me? If you don't know your place... the North Pole Divine Temple will be reduced to dust today!"

Wu Qiong spoke coldly.

As soon as his words fell, five suns rose on the horizon, two of them radiating intense heat, while the other three exuded a chilling aura.

These were five Sovereigns.

They hailed from the Wu Clan and the North Snow Sword Sect!

Though they had not come forward yet, just standing at the horizon was enough to make their stance clear — the North Pole Divine Temple must either bow or be annihilated!