"Grandpa, I don't know where the Northern Abyss Forbidden Area is?"
"And I can't just agree to that."
Qin Xu did not hesitate at all; he never took risks easily when it came to the unknown.
Besides, he was just a fetus!
He doesn't even know if he will survive this life.
If you promise something but then fail to keep it, wouldn't you be breaking your promise?
Not only that.
Qin Xu had a vague feeling that this Northern Abyss Forbidden Land was an extremely dangerous place.
"Indeed, I was too hasty."
The white-haired old man sighed inwardly, it seemed that this matter would ultimately be impossible to complete.
"Don't be disappointed. I can't agree directly, but I won't refuse either."
"But I need to tell you this beforehand."
"Unless one day I feel I have invincible strength and can easily accomplish what you need."
"Only then will I go to the Northern Abyss Forbidden Land."
"If I feel there is danger, then I may never set foot in the Northern Abyss Forbidden Land in my entire life."
Qin Xu smiled slightly; he could see the change in the white-haired old man's emotions.
Therefore, he ultimately did not completely refuse the white-haired old man's request.
"Thank you, little one."
The white-haired old man's eyes lit up, and he seemed a little overly excited.
"A minor issue."
"Can you see me off now?"
Qin Xu just wanted to get back as soon as possible; he was genuinely worried about the situation outside.
"Until we meet again."
The white-haired old man nodded slightly, then flicked his sleeve, and a terrifying force acted upon Qin Xu.
In just a moment, Qin Xu's soul returned to his body.
The white-haired old man watched Qin Xu disappear from the spot. He narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "It is destiny. Perhaps he and my true form will meet one day?"
If his words were to get out, they would probably cause a sensation.
Because, among the cultivators of the Great Wilderness Spirit Realm, the white-haired old man was someone who had already passed away ten thousand years ago.
His words now imply that his true self is still alive.
"It's time for the profound truths of the Great Dao that he has comprehended to be reflected back on the Sacred Stele."
With a single thought, the white-haired old man caused the black pieces on the chessboard to float in mid-air.
The next moment, it sounded as if thousands of gods and Buddhas were chanting sutras.
The profound truths of the Great Dao that Qin Xu comprehended were transformed into symbols, imprinted on the inner space of the sacred stele.
Meanwhile, inside the side room.
A chilling atmosphere filled the air.
Qi Jianchun and Liu Rushuang were locked in a fierce battle, and a full hour passed without the sacred stele reacting.
Therefore, Qi Jianchun always suspected that Liu Rushuang and Chen Chun'an were faking it.
"Hmph, a fetus with congenital defects dares to claim to be the world's only genius."
"I think he's not only not a genius, he's even worse than an ordinary person."
Qi Jianchun's eyes were cold. In his view, it was unforgivable that someone like Liu Rushuang would participate in this lie.
Holy crap!
"Luckily, they arrived quickly."
"Sure enough, it only took an hour to almost cause a huge mess."
Seeing the tense atmosphere outside, Qin Xu immediately understood what was going on.
Because he stayed in the Holy Stele space for an hour.
Therefore, the monument never responded.
Qi Jianchun saw the sacred stele without any doubt and concluded that Qin Xu had no talent for Confucian cultivation whatsoever, and was certain that Liu Rushuang and Chen Chun'an had conspired to forge it.
"Qi Jianchun, do you think I won't make a move because I'm pregnant?"
As Liu Rushuang finished speaking, a long sword on the wall hummed, and a terrifying sword intent filled every inch of the room.
Qi Jianchun felt a sharp, pricking sensation on his skin, and a chill ran through him.
As expected of the renowned Frost Sword Saint.
The mere sword intent was enough to put immense pressure on Qi Jianchun, who was at the peak of the Saint realm.
"Sword Saint Asfrost, I don't want to waste my breath on you."
“I will take the sacred stele back to the holy land of Confucianism. At that time, the Confucian sages will learn that your son has no Confucian talent whatsoever.”
"I hope you can still be this tough then."
"I wonder if your Qin family can withstand the wrath of the entire Confucian faction!"
Qi Jianchun stepped forward, intending to take away the sacred stele.
However, in just a moment, the sacred monument began to shake violently.
Boom!
The sacred monument unleashed an extremely terrifying aura.
At the same time, the text above began to glow with a blue light.
The entire room was illuminated in an instant.
The Emperor's might is boundless!
Qi Jianchun stared blankly at the scene before him, utterly incredulous.
Is the monument responding?
Although an hour had passed, the sacred stele did indeed react.
Even the slightest reaction from the sacred stele would be enough to prove that Qin Xu possesses a certain talent in Confucian cultivation.
I didn't lie to you, did I?
"Liu Rushuang's son truly has the talent of a Confucian scholar!"
Chen Chun'an wept with joy. As long as he had talent, he would no longer be slandered by Qi Jianchun, nor would he have to worry about being targeted by the entire Confucian holy land.
Although he was a dignified Confucian sage.
However, even saints are different.
Chen Chun'an was only considered to be of slightly above-average status within the Confucian school.
Many Confucian sages were far more powerful in combat than him.
Chen Chun'an is not good at fighting; he is only good at prenatal education and teaching.
Therefore, if he were targeted by the Confucian holy land, he could easily be killed.
"Hmph! Qi Jianchun, shouldn't you apologize?"
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