CHAPTER 191: CHAPTER 191 SOMEONE SHOWING OFF THEIR DAD IN FRONT OF QIN CHUAN?

Above the North Sea.

In the water tens of thousands of miles beyond the coastline, a snow-white palace floats, as sacred and majestic as a Celestial Palace.

Outside the Celestial Palace, layers upon layers of Walls of Law appear, forming a complex labyrinth.

Within the labyrinth.

There are various mechanisms, concealed weapons, arrays, and even demon beast phantoms transformed by the Power of Law, baring fangs and brandishing claws with astonishing offensive power.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Roar——"

"Kill!!"

"Break it for me!"

"Purple Cloud Academy, I must go!"

Within the labyrinth, a large number of geniuses are fighting fiercely, battling bloodily, in a very tragic manner.

But it’s clear that the difficulty of this labyrinth is very high, not just anyone can pass through it.

In fact, this labyrinth is a treasure used by Purple Cloud Academy for recruiting on the Nine Skies Main Continent. It’s suitable even for the strong-filled Nine Skies Main Continent, so for the Fragment Continent, its difficulty is almost insane.

The passage through the labyrinth is flowing with blood, and some people are already lying in pools of blood, their life and death uncertain.

The cruelty of the path of the strong is fully realized at this moment; this is not an army crossing a single-log bridge, but an army walking a tightrope. In the end, perhaps everyone will be buried here.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, the clouds at the horizon boil violently, as if burning, then directly evaporate.

Brilliant rays of light whistle in from the horizon, like suns whistling by, exuding immense divine power.

Especially at the very front.

Two suns almost advance side by side, seemingly competing, even their light clashes, producing golden arcs.

One of them is unmistakably Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan didn’t expect someone on this Fragment Continent could actually compete with him.

This person’s cultivation, this person is a seven-layered Saint becoming an Emperor, and has now reached the Fifth Tribulation, far surpassing Wu Qiong!

"Haha, Emperor Qin is indeed extraordinary, worthy of being the Eastern Domain Overlord!"

It’s a burly bald man, seeming to be a monk, who also carries a lean young monk by his side.

This young monk resembles him quite a bit—not just resembles but nearly identical.

"This would be Master’s son, right?"

Qin Chuan looked at the grand monk and asked with a smile.

"Indeed!"

The grand monk laughed openly, without reservation.

"Judging by Master’s attire, you should be a high monk of the Western Domain Buddhist Sect. The Buddhist Sect advocates abstinence, and yet you..."

Qin Zi couldn’t help but interject.

"Hahaha, I cultivate Joyful Buddha!"

The grand monk laughed heartily, seemingly proud, "Of course, after cultivating Buddhism for thousands of years, I’ve long broken all the precepts of the Buddhist Sect. Wine, meat, women, nothing can be lacking!"

"No one manages you?"

Qin Zi’s face was somewhat unnatural.

"Hah, who dares to manage me? Who can manage me?! With my iron palms, I’ve swept through the Western Domain invincible. If provoked, I could dismantle the Buddha statues and sit on them myself!"

The grand monk laughed, patting his own solid chest, "In any case, I am as I am; even if they dislike me, they still have to support me!"

"Amitabha, Master, it’s better to say these things privately, not in front of outsiders..."

The young monk beside him seemed a bit embarrassed, softly reminded him.

Then the young monk received a resounding knock on the forehead.

"Why call me Master? How many times have I told you, call me Father!"

The grand monk glared with fierce eyes, sternly admonishing.

Yet the young monk held his head, remained silent, with a face full of distress.

"Alas, unfilial son! With you like this, how can I pass on my profound Buddhist teachings?"

The grand monk sighed.

Even Qin Chuan couldn’t help but laugh—your Buddhist teachings are passed on via pipeline, aren’t they?

Buddhist teachings, the most mysterious.

With a single Buddha chant, hundreds of millions of runes gush forth, elaborating the Secret Technique of life and death reincarnation, the origin and cessation of causation, with great vividness.

Meanwhile, as both sides chatted, the competition continued.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

The light radiating from the two bodies condensed to the extreme, like two grinding gears, sparking intense flames.

Soon, they reached above the labyrinth.

"Swish swish swish!"

And the walls of the labyrinth below seem to respond, quickly rising to block the way forward.

Anyone, no matter how high they fly, will be blocked by this maze, and if they want to get through, they can only break through it.

But for an Emperor... just crashing through is enough!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The two of them did not slow down, like raindrops striking the surface of a lake, causing violent ripples, and then directly penetrating wall after wall.

These walls did not shatter after being penetrated but instead seemed elastic, quickly healing themselves.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Soon, the Emperors behind them arrived, and like Qin Chuan and the other, they penetrated through wall after wall.

That scene.

It was like a large meteor shower continuously crashing into the atmosphere, creating ripples and even sparking brilliant flames.

For the geniuses within the maze fighting with blood and sweat, this was undoubtedly a fatal blow.

"Why is this happening!!"

"They’re cheating, I refuse to accept this!"

"The heavens are unfair!!"

"No—"

These people roared to the sky, spreading their arms as if the whole maze was spinning, and the camera continually zoomed out.

Of course, not all the geniuses attempting to break through collapsed; there were a few truly resilient ones who remained steady in their hearts, continuing to fight, wishing to rely on their strength to pass the test.

There was even a mysterious black-clad youth who didn’t even lift his head, a mocking smile of disdain appearing on his face.

"Heh, flowers in a greenhouse can hardly...

However, before he finished speaking, his head flew off — it was sliced by a sword light emitted from an array.

It turns out that flowers outside the greenhouse are more prone to being smashed to pieces by hailstones.

Meanwhile, Qin Chuan and the Grand Monk traversed hundreds of layers of walls and finally made it through the maze.

The magnificent Snow White Palace appeared before them.

In front of the palace was a giant White Jade Square, on which stood hundreds of white jade pillars, each over three meters in diameter.

"Dong! Dong!"

Two lights almost simultaneously landed on two white jade pillars, but ultimately, Qin Chuan was just a bit faster.

"Master, it seems I’ve won."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Hehe, winning is winning, I am a monk, I never engage in contests of strength."

The Grand Monk chuckled disdainfully, then took out a Crystal Bottle, kindly handed it to the little monk next to him, and smiled:

"Ruo Yu, after flying for so long, you must be thirsty. Here, this is Bodhi Water, drink! Although this is a holy item for enlightenment, with only a drop being produced every hundred years from the Bodhi Ancestor Tree, and it’s hard to come by, for your father, it’s nothing."

Qin Chuan was momentarily stunned.

Somewhat unable to react.

Or rather, unable to believe — someone openly showing off in front of him and his son like this?

Playing with a big blade in front of Guan Gong??

But the key lies in the fact that in the current situation, it seems this Guan Gong— Qin Chuan— can’t wield the blade better than this guy!

This time, it’s a competition of financial resources.

And this Flower Monk is clearly filthy rich!

The Buddhist Sect was always good at amassing wealth, not to mention this guy seems to have lived for thousands of years, he’s a Buddhist overlord of the Western Domain, naturally making him wealthier.

"Dad..."

Qin Zi looked up eagerly.

"This!!"

Qin Chuan, for the first time, felt a bit pressured, if he was outdone, his tall image in his son’s mind would collapse at least halfway.

This is no exaggeration.

No matter how strong you are, once labeled as "poor," no one can maintain a perfect image.

At the critical moment!

The system’s cold voice sounded.

"Ding! It has been detected that someone is openly showing off in front of the host, which has offended the professional field of this system, a face slap is necessary!"

"Ding! Congratulations, you receive the system’s exclusive sponsorship for face-slapping resources— two barrels of Bodhi Water!"

Immediately, Qin Chuan felt that in his Emperor’s small world, there were two barrels of crystal-clear water.

The fragrance was overwhelming.

It seemed that just smelling it could make one forget all worries and enter a state of enlightenment.

Immediately, he smiled.

"Dong!"

A wooden barrel was firmly placed on the ground with a dull thud, the water inside splashing out, and some even spilled onto the ground.

"Xiao Zi, after flying for so long, you must be tired, here, this is Bodhi Water, why don’t you wash your feet first..."