In the evening, the bald old man left.

And Qin Zi was excited.

"Dad, I've heard that the royal family has a very precious spiritual pool. It is said that once bathing, you can directly improve two or three small realms, without any side effects, which is simply amazing!"

His face turned red and his whole body trembled.

"Calm down."

Qin Chuan put down the teacup on his right hand, and then calmly wiped off the tea that his son had poured on his right hand with his left hand.

"Ahem, don't move, I'll wipe, I'll wipe."

Qin Zi coughed dryly, put down the teapot, and then squatted down and wiped his father's hands with embarrassment.

Qin Chuan did not refuse either. His son was a free servant, and he didn't have to do anything.

When he thought of the bald old man, he felt a little emotional.

This world seems to be different from what he imagined. These real strong men don’t seem to be stupid...

This has increased the difficulty of his work.

The strong men in the Holy Realm have such a demeanor and cultivation. Who would be the Emperor of Realm and Emperor of Martial Arts?

Even too overwhelmed?!

In that case, the son pointed at someone's nose and scolded for a long time, and there was no emotional fluctuation at all, so it would be difficult to deal with...

The worst case is that people don’t have any emotional fluctuations, just like slapping their son to death like a fly, which is even more terrifying.

After all, the system is set up to make the other party murderous intent on the cheap son, and his strength will be improved.

And if the other party has no murderous intention, just pass it off, or instinctively kills his cheap son...will it be in vain?

"So, we must improve the strength of our cheap son as much as possible, the faster the better!" he said silently in his heart.

In fact, he also discovered a rule.

That is, a person's patience is not static, but varies from person to person.

For example, if a strong man in the Supreme Saint Realm is insulted by a strong man of the same level, he may be angry.

However, if you are insulted by an ant, you will not have any emotional fluctuations in your heart, and you will only step to death with just one kick...

In other words, people will only be worried about beings of the same level as themselves, or they will be concerned about people who are not very different, and if the gap is too large, there will be no emotional fluctuations.

It’s like if a person is a little better than you, you will be jealous, but if he is much better than you, you will not feel anything.

You will be jealous of your classmates doing better than you, but you will not be jealous of Jack Ma. You will only write in the barrage - it is your father!

"There are three days left. You can prepare well and let your master prepare too. We will go to the imperial capital in three days."

Qin Chuan said to Qin Zi.

"Okay!"

At this time, Qin Zi was like a skilled dog-legged man, very obedient and quickly got to know the room.

Not long after, an old voice came from outside.

"Elder Qinchuan, can you come out to talk?"

When Qin Chuan heard this, he got up and walked out.

The edge of the cliff outside the palace.

The sunset has gradually subsided and turned into purple-black, while an old man in blue shirt stood there and was blowing the evening breeze.

It was Zhao Fulong.

"The Supreme Elder."

Qin Chuan called out.

"Brother Qin Chuan, I was so embarrassed before. I made you condescend to be the elder of my Seven Martial Arts Sect. I really feel wronged."

Zhao Fulong turned around and asked with a wry smile: "I want to ask you...will you become the Supreme Elder of the Seven Martial Arts Sect?"

Qin Chuan shook his head calmly: "I am just an honorary elder of the Seven Martial Arts Sect. I said before that this is just my temporary place to settle down. I will not stay in the Seven Martial Arts Sect forever."

"Oh, that's true."

Zhao Fulong sighed and said, "I knew that people like you would not leave such a small place."

Qin Chuan thought of some of the previous things and asked, "You should not be from the Nine Yang Dynasty, are you?"

"Haha, you can see it."

Zhao Fulong smiled mockingly and said, "I am indeed not from the Nine Yang Dynasty. I come from the Eastern Region. However, for more than a hundred years, I have long regarded the Seven Warriors Sect as my home."

"After all, I grew up here, married, my son was born here, and my grandson was born here. As for the place where I was born... I can't remember it."

Qin Chuan thought for a while and asked, "Are you still obeying that family now? I mean the Zhao family."

"Haha, my family... is not surnamed Zhao."

Zhao Fulong's self-deprecating face became even stronger, and then he showed a sorry look to Qin Chuan and said, "I cannot tell you about family matters, otherwise there will be a big disaster. Please forgive me."

"good."

Qin Chuan nodded and didn't ask any more, because this had nothing to do with him.

He was just curious and asked casually.

"That's it."

After a long time, Zhao Fulong smiled and said, "It's time to go, it's actually no difference whether you are the Supreme Elder or not, because in the hearts of the sect, your status is no less than that of the Supreme Elder."

Qin Chuan smiled but said nothing.

indeed.

When your strength is here, even if you don’t have a halo, people will consciously respect you.

This is a common principle.

The strong are respected.

This is true in any world.

However, the Supreme Elder, he really doesn't want to do it!

Because the Supreme Elder is not just an honor, but also a responsibility, and he needs to be responsible for the entire sect.

According to the normal routine, once he provokes the main brigade of the Seven Warriors Sect, this originally airtight house will immediately start to leak. What troubles are there, enemies, one after another...

In the end, he solved the enemy of the sect, gave resources to the sect, taught the disciples of the sect, wiped the butts for the younger generation, and became a nanny... or the one who brought his own dry food!

Why bother?

There is absolutely no need!

So, he was very clear-headed.

Of course, if the Seven Warriors Sect encounters trouble in the future, if the cost is not high, he will still be willing to help.

"Brother Qin Chuan, actually..."

At this time, Zhao Fulong seemed to suddenly think of something, but opened his mouth and swallowed it back.

"What else?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Oh, that's right. There is actually a treasure house of ancestors inside the sect, which was left by the ancestors. I think Qin Zi can go in and select two treasures, which is also a little bit of the sect's wish."

Zhao Fulong said with a dry smile.

His heart was thumping, a little scared because he almost told the story of Da Erdan.

He was about to confess just now, but suddenly he thought, can he still be forgiven if he confesses such a thing?

Tell me, it's a matter of seeking death!!

Now, he had every reason to believe that this young man who had all the royal ancestors treated him with courtesy had the ability to kill him.

He actually regretted it a little.

At that time, I didn’t know Qin Chuan’s identity and thought Qin Zi was just a boy without a background, so it would be fine to take it.

After all, the strong prey on the weak.

However, now, he was shocked to find that he had just taken it out before, and after taking it out, it was even bigger than him!

"The Supreme Elder is intent."

Qin Chuan nodded with a smile.

He didn't know what happened, although he could see that the old man was a little guilty, as if he had done something wrong, and now he wanted to compensate Qin Zi.

But he knew that there was no big problem.

After all, Qin Zi still carries a knowledgeable master with him, which must have solved all hidden dangers long ago.

Time flies, and three days have passed.

Qin Chuan took Qin Zi to the majestic imperial capital again, and this time, he went directly to the imperial city!
Chapter completed!