Not long after, Bai Yichen left with the city guards, being polite from beginning to end.

This made Qin Chuan sigh.

Not all young masters are fools. Many heirs of big families are often both virtuous and academically excellent.

This is true nobility!

"This person's cultivation is quite interesting. He seems to be at the Yuan Dan realm, but I always feel like something is wrong..."

Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes.

But soon, he stopped thinking about it because it had nothing to do with him and he was too lazy to explore it.

So what if he is a peerless genius?

As long as you are the enemy of his son, he can take you down with just one basic attack.

"Well, while that boy is going to buy a servant, I can go do some real work."

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Then he walked out of the room, walked out of the courtyard through the back door, and changed into a loose black cloak in a corner.

A mysterious man is born!!

He even wore a mask for safety reasons.

This is foolproof.

He joined the crowd coming and going from the street behind the house.

Minghao City is a place where all kinds of people gather, with people from all walks of life, and quite a few of them wear black robes, so Qin Chuan's outfit will not attract any attention.

Many people dress like this when they go out.

for a long time.

After asking many passers-by, he finally came to the most mysterious place in Minghao City - the underground black market.

This is a huge underground space that houses all kinds of shady businesses.

Some underground forces are so deeply rooted that even the City Lord’s Mansion cannot stop them and can only turn a blind eye.

And Tingyu Tower is such an organization!

Their influence spans the entire Nine Suns Dynasty, their background is unfathomable, and their main business is... information.

Here, as long as you have money, you can buy almost all the information you want, and you can also spread all kinds of information!

In other words, they have well-trained paparazzi and a large number of internet trolls.

As long as the money is in place, there is nothing they can't do in terms of information.

The service hall of Tingyu Tower was very dark, and in the braziers on both sides were burning blue phosphorous fire, commonly known as will-o'-the-wisp.

The atmosphere is somewhat eerie.

There are quite a few people coming here, and everyone who comes in will be taken into a secret room by a masked maid.

"Guest, please follow me."

A woman wearing a cat mask spoke calmly to Qin Chuan, and then walked towards a secret room.

Qin Chuan followed behind.

After putting him into the secret room, the woman left and the door of the secret room was closed. It was airtight and dark inside.

As a strong man in the Pure Yang Realm, Qin Chuan is not afraid. There are not many people stronger than him in Minghao City.

“Ka-ka-ka.”

On one of the walls, the sound of a mechanism was heard, and then a small crack with a faint glow appeared on the wall.

"Excuse me, do you want to buy it or pass it on?"

An old and hoarse voice came out from the small opening.

To buy, of course, is to buy intelligence.

Of course, it’s just rumors!

"pass."

Qin Chuan said without hesitation.

"What do you want to convey? Write it down?"

The old voice asked, and then paper, a brush, and an inkstone were handed out from the small mouth.

Qin Chuan picked up the pen and prepared to write.

But think about it.

What if I get caught with evidence in the future?

So he decisively changed to his left hand.

But he thought about it.

Still not safe!!

So, he said to the little mouth seriously: "Sorry, please step aside for a moment."

The old man behind the small opening was obviously stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know why, he still closed the small opening temporarily.

After all, the customer is king.

They are doing black market business, and reputation is also very important.

After the small mouth was closed, Qin Chuan took off his left shoe, then held the brush between his toes and began to write.

Writing with feet is already unrecognizable, let alone the left foot... If anyone can recognize that it was written by him, then there must be something fishy!

for a long time.

He finally finished writing on the piece of paper with scribbled characters. The words were horrible, but if you looked carefully, you could still recognize them.

“Boom boom boom!”

He knocked on the small opening and it opened again.

"Okay, I hope you can spread these rumors throughout Minghao City within three days."

Qin Chuan returned the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The old man behind Xiaokou took the paper and was obviously silent for a moment, then said in a strange voice: "We charge based on the influence of the rumor, the identity of the target person, and the scope of its spread.

"learn."

Qin Chuan said calmly.

"We will charge you for the rumor you have entrusted us with this time... one hundred thousand spirit stones." The old man said in a deep voice.

"good."

Qin Chuan nodded. This was about the same as his budget, so he used the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce's gold card to transfer 100,000 spirit stones.

Wanbao Chamber of Commerce has a money house with a very good reputation, so their gold cards can be used throughout the Nine Yang Dynasty.

"Is there anything else you need?"

The old man asked.

"there is none left."

"Then please leave this place."

The old man spoke politely, and then seemed to activate some mechanism, and the wall on the right split apart, revealing a secret passage.

"goodbye."

Qin Chuan walked into the passage.

The passage was very long, cold and dark inside. It took a long time to reach the end. When I came out of the passage, I was already at the corner of the street.

“Ka-ka-ka.”

Looking back, I saw the sound of mechanical gears coming from the cracked passage in the ground, and then it slowly closed.

"It's time to go home. I hope my adopted son hasn't come back yet, otherwise I'll have to find excuses again."

He shook his head and smiled, then walked out of the corner, asked for directions, and quickly headed towards the house.

Back home.

The cheap son hasn't come back yet.

So he breathed a sigh of relief again, even though he always had thousands of reasons in his mind to deceive his adopted son.

However, it is better to have less trouble than more!

"Ding! Your son has offended a fourth-level Pure Yang Realm expert. Your cultivation will be raised to the fourth level of the Pure Yang Realm, and you will be invincible in the same realm!"

At this time, the system's voice sounded.

Qin Chuan was stunned.

Then there was a surprise.

What's going on?

Has the cheap son learned to cause trouble independently?

Relieved.

So relieved!

He originally thought that it would be difficult to raise his son, but unexpectedly, his adopted son gave him a huge surprise in the blink of an eye.

"Yeah! What am I worried about? My Mr. Right is a natural troublemaker. Even if I do nothing, he will still cause trouble!"

He thought about it.

If he didn't get the strongest system for relying on his father, then this kid would probably not only rely on his father, but would most likely betray his father!

"Dad, Dad, help!"

Soon, Qin Zi's voice was heard from outside, sounding somewhat anxious, like a dog that had lost its home.

"You little bastard, you beat up our young lady and you still want to run away? Today, even calling you daddy or grandpa is useless!"

An angry middle-aged voice sounded.

Qin Chuan rushed out upon hearing this.

At the gate, Qin Zi was seen fleeing frantically, while a middle-aged man at the ninth level of Yuandan Realm was trying hard to catch up with him.

"Hmm? This kid is very fast."

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly. His adopted son's speed was actually comparable to that of the middle-aged man.

Did you use some kind of treasure?

Or is it that the old man is possessed by a ghost?

"Humph, die!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then slapped out with one palm. The huge palm rumbled past with great momentum.

"Dad, help!"

Qin Zi screamed again.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan could no longer sit idly by, so he quickly stepped behind Qin Zi.

"Bang--"

With a loud bang, the huge palm exploded, and a powerful shock wave spread in all directions.

Qin Chuan stood there, motionless.

"Huh?"

Qin Zi was stunned, then turned around in surprise and saw that familiar figure standing in front of him.

If not his father, then who could it be?

"Who are you, Excellency, and why are you stopping me from killing this little bastard?"

When the middle-aged man saw Qin Chuan, he immediately looked solemn, because his intuition told him that the person in front of him was very strong, extremely strong!

He is definitely a strong man in the Pure Yang Realm.

"I'm his father."

Qin Chuan looked at the middle-aged man coldly.

Little bastard?

The cheap son is a little bastard, then what is he?

The middle-aged man was suddenly startled, then he also thought of this question, and his expression instantly became interesting.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said cautiously: "Sir, actually... this is all a misunderstanding..."