The clear sound of swords rang through the city where the Qin family resided, as nine sword lights streaked through the void like meteors.
"Nine Swords of the Vast Sky!!"
Lin Hao and the others, being connoisseurs, blurted out the origin of the nine swords.
They had also heard that five years ago, the Great Xia Emperor, in his haste, was swindled by the shameless eldest son of the Qin family, who took the Nine Swords of the Vast Sky and the Heavenly Treasure Gourd.
They had thought it was just a rumor, but now they realized he was truly shameless, insisting on carrying the nine swords to embody his despicable nature.
"Nine Swords as One!!"
Qin Feng quickly formed a finger seal and pointed at the nine flying swords.
Buzz!!
The sword winds surged out, dust rolled, and the momentum of the nine swords grew even more fierce, with sounds like roaring waves echoing through the void.
When the sword winds stopped, a long sword shimmering with a cold light was suspended in front of Qin Feng.
This was the sword of the Vast Sky Sword God from ten thousand years ago, one of the top ten divine weapons of the ancient era, the Vast Sky Divine Sword!
Since obtaining the Nine Swords of the Vast Sky, Qin Feng, with the help of the Ten Ancestors, successfully refined them over the past five years.
Though he couldn't claim to recreate the glory of the Vast Sky Sword God, nor did he have the power to fully control the Nine Swords of the Vast Sky, using them in battle was no problem at all.
"Nine Swords of the Vast Sky!!"
Lin San's eyes burned with excitement, and his breathing quickened.
There was no way around it!
The sword techniques he used came from the Vast Sky Sword God of ten thousand years ago. More accurately, he had inherited the legacy of the Vast Sky Sword God. If he could obtain the Nine Swords of the Vast Sky, he could surely recreate the glory of the Sword God.
However, he knew the Qin family was not to be trifled with, and openly seizing the swords would be tantamount to suicide. He could only wait for the right opportunity.
"Even with the divine sword, you are no match for me!"
Lin San had absolute confidence in the legacy of the Vast Sky Sword God. In the midst of the swirling dust, he suddenly struck, a brilliant sword light slicing through the void, causing waves of shock.
The Vast Sky Sword Technique!
A divine sword technique that the Vast Sky Sword God had comprehended from the laws of the universe, capable of slaying gods and buddhas, invincible in the ancient era.
"This is...?"
Qin Tian and Lin Hao, both powerful figures, immediately recognized the Vast Sky Sword Technique.
The Vast Sky Sword God from ten thousand years ago probably never imagined that his sword technique would one day face his own sword.
"Oh no!!"
Qin Tian's face changed drastically, and he wanted to step forward to stop it.
Although his eldest son, Qin Feng, had the potential of an emperor, he was only eight years old. How could he withstand the Vast Sky Sword Technique?
But before he could speak, he saw his eldest son, Qin Feng, with fierce eyes, assume the stance to draw his sword.
The Heaven-Cleaving Sword Technique!!
He bowed his head and drew the sword!
A crisp, ringing sound of the sword being drawn echoed through the heavens and earth. A stunning sword light appeared, cold and piercing, sweeping across the entire scene. The sword light, graceful like a startled swan and agile like a dragon, seemed to cleave the sky in two.
"What kind of sword technique is this!?"
Everyone present, well-versed in various techniques, had never seen Qin Feng's move before.
Could it be self-created!?
There was no unnecessary flair, only a pursuit of the ultimate invincible strike. The sword, once drawn, could cleave the heavens and earth, and decide the outcome of the battle.
Boom!!
The two sword lights collided, producing a deafening explosion, accompanied by a terrifying energy storm that swept out.
"Mother...?"
"Father...?"
Qin Hao and Lin Xier, with lower cultivation levels, clung to their parents' clothes to avoid being blown away by the wind.
"How is this possible!!"
Lin San's eyes widened in shock, unable to believe that an eight-year-old child could master such a sword technique.
He had thought that with his higher cultivation and the legacy of the Vast Sky Sword God, as well as his comprehension of sword intent, defeating an eight-year-old would be a piece of cake.
But he was given a lesson, realizing that his sword was not the strongest.
With a bang!!
Lin San's sword shattered on the spot, unable to withstand the sharpness of the Vast Sky Divine Sword.
He had the Vast Sky Sword Technique, but Qin Feng had the Heaven-Cleaving Sword Technique.
He had sword intent, but Qin Feng had the Vast Sky Divine Sword.
His cultivation was two minor levels higher than Qin Feng's, but Qin Feng had the tenfold boost of an emperor's potential, and the Heavenly Treasure Gourd to restore his energy. How could he not win?
"What!!?"
Lin San's face was filled with disbelief. He had actually been defeated by an eight-year-old child.
Throughout his journey, he had always defeated stronger opponents, gradually forming an invincible heart. But today, he was defeated by an eight-year-old, causing a crack to appear in his invincible heart, plunging him into self-doubt.
"Ding, congratulations, host, for causing a crack in the invincible heart of the chosen one, 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 now brimming with fighting spirit, his feet moving in unpredictable patterns, and the Vast Sky Divine Sword in his hand piercing toward Lin San's chest like a ghostly shadow.
Love him, and stab him in the heart!
"Oh no!!"
Even with his invincible heart beginning to form, Lin San was still just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. After being taught a lesson by Qin Feng, his rhythm was disrupted, and he was being pushed back step by step.
Every additional sword mark on his body made Qin Feng love him more.
"Ding, congratulations, host, for injuring the chosen one, earning 500 villain points!"
"Ding, congratulations, host, for injuring the chosen one, earning 500 villain points!"
"......"
Because Qin Hao was his younger brother, he had never fought as satisfyingly as today.
"My brother is the best!!"
Qin Hao proudly
raised his little head, wanting to tell everyone that this was his brother.
Lin Xier stomped her feet in anger, wanting to rush forward and beat this brat, but Yun Xiyue picked her up, finding this tsundere little girl quite adorable.
"The battle is over, Qin Feng's son truly has the potential of an emperor!"
Lin Hao laughed and waved his hand, pulling Lin San back just as Qin Feng was about to stab him in the heart.
No way!
Lin San was hailed as the first sword of the next century. 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 score-boosting opportunity.
However, he didn't say anything more. He knew that the chosen one was a mysterious creature, and if he forced the issue, it would trigger some strong rescue attribute.
It was better to know when to stop and avoid trouble for himself.
"Ha ha..."
Qin Tian couldn't help but laugh when he heard someone praise his eldest son, knowing that the alliance and marriage were now almost certain.
The welcoming ceremony continued.
Qin Tian led Lin Hao into the city of the Qin family.
The rows of highly cultivated Qin family disciples made Lin Hao envious.
If he had the choice, he would rather spend more resources to cultivate a blood relative than a completely unrelated person, unless that person had absolute loyalty to him.
But who could guarantee loyalty?
Soon—
The parents of both sides began discussing the marriage of their children.
Everyone expected Lin Hao to choose Qin Feng, who had just displayed the potential of an emperor, but to everyone's surprise, he chose Qin Hao, who had been watching from the sidelines, as his son-in-law.
"Damn!!"
Qin Feng burst out with a curse when he heard the news, gaining a new understanding of the irrationality of the chosen one.
A fierce battle, but no place for me in the marriage talks...