CHAPTER 175: CHAPTER 175: CLOSE FRIENDSHIP WITH PANGGA

Several days later, the news that Qin Zi was carrying a supreme treasure spread like wildfire across the Southern Domain, known by almost everyone.

No one knew Qin Zi’s name.

But... there were portraits!

Among those old men spreading the news, there were some with extraordinary drawing skills who directly drew Qin Zi and spread it around the world.

This made Qin Zi directly become a rat crossing the street, with countless powerful warriors readying their blades to rob him.

Of course, the strongest Emperors in the Southern Domain did not make a move easily because they were somewhat wary of that mysterious "big figure" and afraid of inadvertently following in the footsteps of the Star Prayer Saint Master.

However, although they didn’t act personally, they sent their gifted sons to blockade Qin Zi.

You can’t bully the weak with overwhelming power.

Peer-to-peer ambush should be fine!

Thus, among the four prodigies in the Southern Domain, besides the deceased Bai Qingtian, the other three all took action.

The prodigies were all arrogant; in their eyes, they are always number one in the world, and others are nothing.

So when these three heard that Bai Qingtian was defeated, they weren’t afraid; instead, they felt disdain—huh, Bai Qingtian, this waste, actually lost, not even deserving to be ranked alongside us!

This is the innate flaw of a genius.

As long as someone ahead failed, the one who failed would become insignificant in their eyes.

And with this mentality, they pursued Qin Zi with great fanfare, and then...

"Ding! Your son slapped a Young Master in the face, automatically recharging 6 points for your ’Dad Points’!"

"Ding! Your son slapped a Young Master in the face, automatically recharging 5 points for your ’Dad Points’!"

"Ding! Your son slapped a Young Master in the face, automatically recharging 7 points for your ’Dad Points’!"

Lying on a giant rock outside the Granny’s Cave, Qin Chuan was pleased to see the long-awaited system notifications.

These three notifications didn’t arrive simultaneously but came in succession over two days.

It seemed Qin Xiaozhu slapped three people in the face within these two days.

Because the news spread relatively slowly, the people later on didn’t know the ones before them were already slapped, so they confidently pushed their faces forward, resulting in three consecutive tragedies.

"Tsk, tsk, immediately gained eighteen Dad Points, now I have 22.6 Dad Points."

Qin Chuan praised with satisfaction.

With a fatter wallet, his confidence naturally grew, so he rolled over and stood up from the giant rock he was lying on.

He looked down below.

It was a gray valley, and in the center of the valley was a dark, irregular cave.

At the top of the cave entrance hung a gigantic goat’s skull, devoid of any flesh, but the hollow eyes flickered with eerie green light, flashing and flashing, extremely bizarre.

"Granny’s Cave!"

Qin Chuan took a deep breath, for this place was the source of the Curse Seal on his body, and it was very deep.

It’s said that most people who come here could get great fortune, while a few would catch a curse.

He pondered.

Fortune and curse, aren’t they all good things!

As long as ’Dad Points’ protect him, wouldn’t the things inside be his for the taking? Even if he encounters a curse, he can subdue it and turn it into his Divine Techniques.

So after leaving the Star Prayer Sacred Land, he came straight here to block the entrance, observing the situation while waiting for his son to "send money."

Real money-sending—his son hits someone, and he makes money!

He observed here for four days.

People came and went, but no one could spot him; others’ spiritual senses would automatically be blocked at his place.

Moreover, he also grasped the Law of Light, able to bend light; as long as he didn’t want to be seen, even if someone stood right in front of him, they wouldn’t see him, only seeing the scenery behind him as if he were transparent.

"During these four days, many people came in high spirits and left with uncertain steps. If I didn’t know this was a dangerous place, I’d suspect some illicit business was going on inside."

Qin Chuan thought.

He took a step forward and appeared in the valley as if by teleportation, causing a commotion.

"Ah!!"

"Who, who are you!"

"Where did you come from?"

There was a flurry of panic, and those emerging from the cave exclaimed, using their sleeves to cover their faces.

"Hehe."

Qin Chuan chuckled and directly emanated his Emperor’s might.

"Boom——"

The terrifying might fell like divine wrath, and even the sky above the valley began to churn with black clouds, thunder and lightning, like doomsday.

"Ah! It’s a Realm Emperor!"

"This... this..."

"Greetings, senior!"

These people trembled, some even unable to pull up their pants as they slipped down, sprawled naked on the ground.

"Leave this place."

Qin Chuan ordered casually.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"We’ll leave immediately, leave immediately!"

"Junior takes leave!"

These people scrambled away.

Even at the cave entrance, someone who wanted to come out saw the scene and turned around, running back inside.

For most martial artists, encountering a Realm Emperor isn’t a good thing, just like ants meeting a human—unattended, they could easily be crushed, and even if they were crushed, the human might not notice.

Soon, the valley quieted down.

Qin Chuan looked at the mysterious cave entrance, took a deep breath, and prepared himself for the peak state, ready to enter.

"Wait a minute."

At that moment, an old voice sounded, faint and seemingly carrying a hint of alcohol.

Qin Chuan was slightly startled.

This voice... it seems familiar.

He turned his head and saw a more than two-meter-tall giant panda slowly walking in at the entrance of the valley, round and rolling, with two strands of long white eyebrows like dragon whiskers above its eyes, swaying back and forth.

And on the back of the giant panda sat a short and chubby white-haired old man, holding an orange-yellow wine gourd almost as big as himself, with a nose reddish from drink, looking quite drowsy.

"Senior?"

Qin Chuan exclaimed.

He had seen this old man once in the Nine Suns Dynasty, back then the old man was riding on the green Great Roc, taking Qin Zi and Shui Qingrou to Wind and Thunder Valley when they met.

The fact that this man was riding a giant panda left a deep impression because pandas are quite rare in this world.

This was the only one he had seen!

"Hehe, young man, we meet again... I didn’t expect you to reach the Realm Emperor state so quickly; you even startled me."

The old man smiled.

"Ashamed, ashamed."

Qin Chuan humbly replied.

He was a bit intimidated by this old man; after all, such a uniquely styled guy was never easy to deal with.

He even suspected that this guy’s surname was Chi!

After all, besides that legendary existence, he never heard of anyone else who could ride a panda—truth be told, even that person didn’t manage to, ending up outwitted.

"You don’t have to be humble; I actually sensed you had a secret long ago, and my intuition told me it’s best not to explore it... hehe, don’t know why, the older I get, the more I trust my instincts, wonder if I have gone senile."

The old man chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Senior’s cultivation is profound, mindset extraordinary, seems to have reached the stage of knowing destiny, I am impressed."

Qin Chuan complimented.

"Ah? Knowing destiny? Me? Turns out I’m so mighty, ha-ha-ha."

The old man was startled and then laughed heartily.

Qin Chuan waited for him to finish laughing, then asked, "May I ask why senior called out to me just now? Was it to reminisce?

"Of course not."

The old man collected his laughter, his face turning serious: "I stopped you because you almost stepped into this wicked cave."

He looked seriously at Qin Chuan, speaking with earnest counsel:

"Listen to my advice, don’t enter this cave; its depths are too treacherous, you’re still young, unable to grasp it."

"What?"

Qin Chuan showed a peculiar expression; for some reason, he felt the words seemed off.

He thought for a moment and asked: "If this cave is so wicked, why did the senior come here?"

The old man took a sip from the large gourd, speaking righteously:

"Well, I said you can’t go in, but I’m different; however deep the waters are inside, I can handle it."