Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

"This..."

"What just happened?"

Seeing the Qingye Daojun suddenly lose his mind and then vanish on the spot, the Chosen Ones were dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Did he just leave after blessing them?

This was too abrupt!

At least give us a heads-up or explain what's happening before disappearing! Now, everyone felt uneasy.

"Master?"

"Master, are you still there?"

"Master?"

Their consciousness had already exited Qingye Daojun's "group chat," and now they cautiously stared at his stone statue.

Everything felt surreal.

If not for the mysterious energy still lingering in their bodies, they might have thought they had just woken up from a dream.

Qingye Daojun's furious outburst had been directed at the statues, so they didn't hear it and had no idea what had just occurred.

Completely clueless.

After calling out to him for a long while and getting no response, they sighed in disappointment.

It seemed that something had happened to their master, and as for any further inheritance, that might have to wait.

"Master, since you have no further instructions for now, your disciple will take their leave."

"I will also take my leave, Master."

Finally, these people left the plaza, disappointed, and started wandering around the floating island.

They didn't loot or plunder like thieves. Instead, they acted as if they were walking through their own garden.

If they saw a toppled stone stele, they would walk over and set it upright.

If they saw a shattered ancient statue on the ground, they would try to piece it together and even offer a respectful bow.

Not only that, after doing these things, they wore pure, innocent smiles, like children who had just helped an elderly lady cross the street.

With each task completed, their sense of self-worth improved by a few degrees, though their expressions remained modest.

In their minds, they were all shouting—This must be a test, surely a test! The master must be watching, evaluating our character!!!

Thus.

These Chosen Ones, who had risen to prominence by earning the favor of elder figures, fully embraced their sense of ownership and spent the next few days cleaning up the entire floating island. In a short time, the once dilapidated ruins sparkled anew.

And because of the recovery and enhancement of their fortune, they even stumbled upon many treasures while clearing the ruins!

However, they didn't keep any for themselves.

When they suspected someone might be watching, their moral integrity became dazzling. Not one of them dared to pocket a single treasure!

Every time they discovered a treasure amidst the ruins, they calmly picked it up and confidently brought it to the plaza, placing it at the center, right before the staircase.

It was reminiscent of little children proudly handing over a found coin to their teacher.

Half a month passed.

At the center of the plaza, a pile of treasures had accumulated, glowing brilliantly. Judging by their aura, these treasures likely surpassed imperial-level artifacts!

Profound and immeasurable.

Of course, most of these treasures had long since decayed. Their runes and inscriptions were broken, and much of their energy and essence had leaked out. Their power was greatly diminished, and most of them would turn to scrap after two uses.

But even so.

These items were still incredibly valuable. If unleashed, they could obliterate even a powerful expert in the extreme realm.

Ordinary people wouldn't be able to resist such temptation, but the Chosen Ones were no ordinary people.

Their wills were firm, and they knew exactly what they truly desired, allowing them to resist most of the allure.

Though these treasures were priceless,

Compared to the favor of Qingye Daojun, what were they worth? If they could win Qingye Daojun's favor, their futures would be limitless!

Gradually, they began to discover ancient scriptures and teachings all over the floating island—some in pools of water, others on cliffsides, or inscribed on fallen pillars... There were countless bizarre and ancient teachings.

And they had another realization!

"This must be a technique from Master. He's secretly guiding me!"

"Yes, it has to be this way."

"Perhaps this is yet another test. Master wants to see who among us is most exceptional. I must do my best!"

Their mental leaps were terrifying.

And so, they each found their own quiet corners to practice the divine arts that their "Master" had supposedly bestowed upon them.

In truth.

These were merely the random creations of former Qingye Heavenly Sect disciples, whimsically etched into hidden corners.

Like those students who fancied themselves brilliant poets and scrawled doggerel in forgotten places.

But regardless.

The floating island was now filled with the sound of cultivation, as these Chosen Ones—who had been crushed by Qin Zi—worked tirelessly to improve themselves.

Meanwhile.

An invisible figure silently slipped onto the floating island and approached the plaza unnoticed.

Whoosh!

With a wave of his right hand, using his "Bankruptcy Claw" technique, the pile of treasures at the plaza's center instantly vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile.

Inside the plaza, there was no disturbance. All the stone statues remained silent, without a single glow.

"Looks like my gift worked. That old geezer Qingye has been completely knocked back to square one."

Qin Chuan smirked.

When he saw that these Chosen Ones were still alive and kicking, even more energetic than before, he knew that Qingye Daojun must have been defeated.

He admitted there had been some risk in his gamble.

But he had bet correctly!

This time, he not only harvested the fortunes of over a hundred Chosen Ones, raking in five million "Father Points," but also helped his son Qin Zi earn a massive wave of animosity. Not to mention, the treasures piled up in the plaza were priceless.

These treasures were of the highest quality, and though they were on the verge of collapse, in a fight, they could be thrown out and detonated as devastating weapons!

Forget about extreme realm experts.

Even those beyond the extreme realm would likely be reduced to ashes!

"Plus... these crops haven't withered. In fact, they've grown even stronger. I can harvest them again in the future."

Qin Chuan cast a kindly glance at the Chosen Ones who were diligently cultivating, then left the floating island with ease.

This place was now Crop Field No. 1.

Since no one could enter without a token, the "crops" here were safe to grow.

When these Chosen Ones believed they had grown powerful enough and came looking for Qin Zi to settle their scores, that would be the time to harvest again...

...

Forbidden Divine Mountain.

Situated in the northeastern part of the Human Clan's domain, right at the intersection of the Human, Demon, and Beast clans.

It was the most sacred and the most dangerous place in the Nine Firmaments Realm, filling countless hearts with both yearning and fear.

This was a giant, pitch-black mountain floating above an abyss.

When it had fallen long ago, the impact had been so strong that it obliterated the land below, creating an abyss a thousand miles wide.

After its fall, its energy field had caused it to rise up, now floating level with the ground.

Boom! Rumble!

The mountain's upper half was shrouded in dark clouds, which occasionally flashed with lightning, making it look like a giant tombstone, illuminated by the storm—a cold and eerie sight.

Boom! Rumble!

Whoosh!

Surrounding the mountain was a terrifying gray storm, swirling violently and erratically.

Anyone caught in the storm, even a mighty Emperor-level warrior, would instantly be reduced to dust, their body and soul obliterated!

In the past, many had come to test their luck, but after countless deaths, visitors had grown scarce.

But on this day.

Two figures arrived at the abyss's edge.

One was a tall, thin young man in black, while the other was a plump middle-aged man in a white alchemist's robe.

One black, one white.

One thin, one fat!

The two stood at the edge of the abyss, the young man holding a crowbar, and the plump man carrying a shovel on his shoulder. Facing the abyss, their hair and clothes billowing in the gale.

They stared blankly at the massive black structure before them, their emotions a mix of excitement and hesitation.

"What a massive tomb..."