Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker Chapter 357: Peerless Ruthless Man Qin Wushuang

"Crackling!"

In the Minotaur’s large hand, the Power of Lightning burst forth, enveloping Master Qingyang’s body.

"Ah!"

Master Qingyang let out a miserable scream as arcs of electricity flickered around him, and his once-beautiful hair instantly turned into a bird’s nest, emitting green smoke.

"My hair!!"

He roared in anguish and frustration.

To him, a head might be severed and blood might flow, but the hairstyle must not be lost; how could he bear this explosion of his beautiful hair?

"Hmph, this is the consequence of quibbling. Next ti, if you’re not honest, I’ll burn your hair!"

The Minotaur said fiercely.

Then, he asked with a frantic hint, "Now tell , are you really Master Qingyang?"

"Yes, I am!"

Master Qingyang dared not hide anymore, for he was genuinely afraid the opponent would burn his hair.

He cultivated the "Qingyang Spotless Sutra," with his hair being a vital point; once the hair is gone, his power would at least be halved!!

"Hmm, if you are indeed him, then co with ."

The Minotaur was pleasantly surprised, not expecting this person to confess under coercion so easily.

"What are you going to do?"

Master Qingyang hesitated, cautiously asking.

At this mont, he was very weak, not even one percent of his peak power, feeling quite unsafe.

"Don’t ask, just co with !"

The Minotaur snorted coldly, threatening forcefully: "Or I’ll burn your hair right now, and make you bald!"

"Sigh, let’s go."

Master Qingyang sighed, yielding.

Though he didn’t know why the other was looking for him, since he wasn’t killed on the spot, it indicated the problem wasn’t significant.

At least there’s room for negotiation.

"Farewell, both of you."

The Minotaur grabbed Master Qingyang with his massive hand, bid farewell to Qin Chuan and Xuanyuzi, then carefully left.

"Rumble!"

As it turned around, a mass of black clouds, like ink in water, quickly shrank.

Qin Chuan and Xuanyuzi stood in place, watching the Minotaur ride away on the black clouds, and soon it was out of sight.

"I won."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Huh?"

Xuanyuzi was stunned for a mont.

Then he understood, sighed dejectedly, and said: "Ah, I lost. For the next hundred years, I’m at your service."

He looked desolate, seemingly resigned.

And a golden scroll appeared in Qin Chuan’s hand, who said: "Here’s the contract, sign it."

"Uh..."

Xuanyuzi’s old face stiffened, and he awkwardly laughed: "Ahem, that... there’s no need, right? Don’t you trust my character?"

"You still have character?"

Qin Chuan looked at him with a slightly smiling yet mocking expression.

"You!!"

Xuanyuzi seed ready to explode but quickly held back, taking a deep breath and showing a wry smile.

"Fine, I’ll sign it."

His explosive temper, once ignited, was hard to control unless...he couldn’t win.

If he couldn’t win, he’d back down imdiately!

This was also his way of survival.

Soon he pinched his nose and signed the servitude contract.

Then he realized he fell into a trap completely; that contract was wicked, leaving him no room for regret within a century.

No turning back!

This is extrely painful for soone who often spoke nonsense, took advantage and ran, and never confessed once his pants were up.

"Now we’re in a master-servant relationship. You should call Young Master, and Qin Zi—Young Master Qin as well."

Qin Chuan casually said.

Xuanyuzi’s facial muscles twitched a few tis, but he could only lower his proud head and say in a low voice: "Okay, Young Master."

From fellow cultivator to master, he lost greatly!

Qin Chuan looked at the old man and asked, "I’m curious, why didn’t you fight back when I beat you like that before?"

He had been wondering since just now whether this old man had sothing peculiar, otherwise why would he treat him so politely?

According to his information, this old man had a fiery temper, respected no one’s face, and yet, after being hamred without erupting before, it was very suspicious as if this old guy really feared him.

"Uh..."

Xuanyuzi was stunned for a mont, then truthfully said: "Because I felt if I fought back, the outco would be even worse."

"Why?"

Qin Chuan asked.

"It’s my intuition; my intuition is innate, helping avoid danger and seek fortune, rarely erring."

Xuanyuzi said.

"Hmm?!"

Qin Chuan’s eyes lit up.

This function is useful; as long as he brings along this old guy, he’d know where there’s danger and where there’s not.

He’s secured himself.

Also, he could send Qin Xiaozhu out for so experience, after all, a jade unpolished won’t beco a tool.

After a while, he again asked: "Now, in which direction do you feel the most danger?"

Xuanyuzi sensed for a mont, then solemnly pointed east and said: "In that direction, there’s a great ominous sign!"

"How big?"

Qin Chuan was taken aback, asking.

"Roughly... this big, no, this big!"

Xuanyuzi gestured with his hands, as if holding a volleyball, then expanded them into the size of a basketball.

"Let’s go!"

Qin Chuan decisively said, then flew towards the east, leading the way.

"Young Master, there might be danger!"

Xuanyuzi called out worriedly.

"No worries, my hands are big, I can handle it." Qin Chuan turned back with a mysterious smile, full of confidence.

He had bought insurance.

Who fears?!

Moreover, the more dangerous a place is, the greater the opportunities hidden within; not taking them would be a waste!

In the distance.

After flying with Master Qingyang for a long ti, the Minotaur stopped and put Master Qingyang down.

"Brother, I apologize."

The Minotaur said politely.

"Ah??"

Master Qingyang was perplexed, previously being dragged off so aggressively, now suddenly being treated with inexplicable courtesy.

What on earth was going on?

He was utterly bewildered the whole ti.

"Brother, I know you aren’t Master Qingyang; earlier the situation was urgent, and I had no choice but to act thus."

The Minotaur sincerely said.

"Ah? But I am Master Qingyang." Master Qingyang was dumbfounded, what did this an?

Suddenly, a person appeared, earnestly telling I’m not ?

And the Minotaur froze for a mont, speculating this person was sulking, so he apologized once more: "Previously, I was rely trying to save my life, forced by circumstances, so please don’t hold grudges."

"What are you talking about? I am Master Qingyang, is there a problem with that?"

Master Qingyang felt a bit dizzy, even becoming montarily confused — who really am I?

"Well, if you think you are, then you are; after all, it counts only if you say it yourself."

The Minotaur helplessly nodded, then said: "Let introduce myself, I am Black Obsidian, the leader of this generation of the Black Mountain Bull Demon Race. Looking at your deanor, you weren’t an ordinary character back in the day, right?"

"I am an Elder of the Azure Leaf Heavenly Sect."

Master Qingyang slightly raised his head; when speaking of his background, his pride couldn’t be hidden.

Though quite down now.

But once, he was glorious!

"Azure Leaf Heavenly Sect? The one that tried to impose its power only to be thwarted, almost torn apart by the unsurpassed fierce Qin Wushuang?"

The Minotaur asked in surprise.

Master Qingyang’s expression suddenly stiffened, his mouth twitching, he lowered his head and muttered: "No."

anwhile, as these two chatted.

Qin Chuan and Xuanyuzi had already arrived at the seashore, where from afar, a giant red sun floated in the center of the sea!

This red sun half-soaked in water, the other half exposed, illuminating the entire sea surface to reflect gleaming ripples, all in orange-red.

"So big, so round."