Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker Chapter 68: Liu Rushuang’s Provocation

"You step back."

As Yang Qitian saw Liu Rushuang’s gaze, he slightly furrowed his brow and said indifferently.

Liu Rushuang felt embarrassed as her warm face hit a cold wall, but she dared not show it, and forced a smile instead.

"I take my leave."

After speaking, she gritted her teeth and walked away.

Others around naturally witnessed this scene but pretended not to see it, not wanting to offend anyone.

The Eldest Prince was certainly not soone they could afford to offend, and Liu Rushuang, rumored to be the granddaughter of a Supre Elder from Wind and Thunder Valley, was also soone they dared not provoke.

The debate continued.

anwhile, Shui Qingrou was quietly listening to everyone’s insights, absorbing useful things like a sponge.

After awakening the Nine Yin Vicious Body, her cultivation sped up significantly, and her comprehension greatly improved. Things she couldn’t understand before now beca clear, and she learned new things quickly.

At this mont, among the thousands of young geniuses present, almost everyone’s cultivation was higher than hers. The experiences and insights they shared naturally held great reference value for her, so she listened attentively.

No one knew that while she seed to be sitting quietly, she had secretly broken through two small realms by analogy...

Of course, she was still very weak.

Only at the third level of the Pure Yang Realm.

"You must be Shui Qingrou, the newly accepted disciple of the Supre Elder of the Seven Martial Sect, right?" Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out.

Shui Qingrou snapped out of her reverie and looked around, noticing a beautiful woman in a white dress smiling as she approached.

"Is... there sothing?"

Shui Qingrou felt a bit nervous.

She had seen this young girl talking with so elders from afar and knew that her identity was not simple.

The main reason was her mindset hadn’t changed yet; her long-term humility made her unconsciously feel insignificant.

Moreover, although she was now a disciple of the Supre Elder, her strength was still weaker than many talented individuals, leaving her with a lack of confidence.

"It’s nothing. I was just curious. Since Sister Qingrou is the esteed disciple of the Supre Elder of the Seven Martial Sect, surely you have so unique insights into the Martial Dao, so why not go up and share them with everyone?"

Liu Rushuang said with a hidden agenda in her smile.

"I... I can’t. My cultivation is too weak, and I don’t have many insights into cultivation."

Shui Qingrou quickly shook her head, her small hands waving back and forth.

"Sister Qingrou, you are too modest. Being favored by the Supre Elder of the Seven Martial Sect, you must have so real skills, right?"

Liu Rushuang laughed, covering her mouth, "Although many say you were accepted as a disciple rely because of the awakening of a mysterious physique, I don’t believe that. It’s not like you have an Enchanting Maiden Physique; how could you rise to prominence just by virtue of your physique?"

Her words beca more and more inappropriate, seemingly smiling, yet veiled with barbs that were hard to detect.

"So, Sister surely has so remarkable qualities."

"And your cultivation is so low, only at the early stage of the Pure Yang Realm; this extraordinary talent must be in comprehension, not cultivation speed, right?"

"Since that’s the case, your insights into the Martial Dao must be unique, so why not share them with everyone? Or could it be... you look down on everyone present, thinking they are not worthy?"

Liu Rushuang’s words were a killing blow to the heart, forcing Shui Qingrou into a daze with such insinuations.

Beside her, so people heard Liu Rushuang’s words, and imdiately, their ears perked up one by one.

The atmosphere started to beco strange.

Silence seed to spread, just like during a night self-study in middle school, when a noisy classroom suddenly quieted down, then followed by the front, as if a tape got stuck.

And at this mont, it was the sa, with silence spreading rapidly centered on the two, so that the entire square fell silent.

Even those debating in the center paused inexplicably, then looked towards Shui Qingrou and Liu Rushuang.

This ti, Liu Rushuang spoke again: "Does Sister really look down on all the geniuses present, despising sharing cultivation insights with them?"

Woah!

Now, everyone heard it loud and clear, and suddenly, many geniuses looked sharply, coldly at Shui Qingrou.

A certain deep-rooted pride and inferiority were triggered; those who appear prouder on the surface are often more inferior!

At this mont, the Eldest Prince, Yang Qitian, also looked over.

When he saw this frivolous woman bullying that quiet and beautiful young lady, he furrowed his brow.

This is outrageous!

He slowly stood up, ready to speak.

However.

Soone took the lead.

"Shut your mouth!"

An unceremonious rebuke sounded. Everyone turned to see a tall young man in black walking over.

It was Qin Zi.

He stood in front of Shui Qingrou, looking coldly down at Liu Rushuang, and said, "My junior sister hasn’t said a word, yet you’ve thrown dirty water one bucket after another. Is this the way Wind and Thunder Valley treats guests?"

"Who are you?"

Liu Rushuang’s expression turned slightly cold.

"Seven Martial Sect, Qin Zi!"

Qin Zi said proudly.

"What, he’s Qin Zi!"

"First genius of the Seven Martial Sect, truly a prodigy!"

"I’ve heard that when he was at the Pure Yang Realm, he could leisurely escape even when besieged by five Nirvana Realm experts."

The surrounding people’s expressions showed awe.

Though everyone here refers to themselves as geniuses, there is still a gap between geniuses and true prodigies.

As the foremost genius of the Seven Martial Sect, one of the six great sects, Qin Zi’s status held more weight than imagined.

"Haha, so it’s the chief disciple of the Seven Martial Sect. No wonder you’re so arrogant, but... this isn’t the Seven Martial Sect!"

Liu Rushuang said with confidence.

"No matter where it is, there should always be reason." Qin Zi’s eyes turned cold, and his voice chilled.

"Strength is reason." Liu Rushuang sneered.

"Coincidentally... I carry that with !" Qin Zi sneered, clenching his right fist, and punched directly.

Woah!

Golden fist light, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, its montum overwhelming, as if to tear apart everything in front of it!

"Wind and Thunder Palm!"

Liu Rushuang shouted, swinging her right palm. Gusts and thunders entwined, forming a massive Wind Thunder Palm Seal pushing forward.

"Boom——"

Amidst the explosion, Qin Zi’s golden fist light shattered, while cracks appeared on the Wind Thunder Palm Seal, continuing to advance.

"Break!"

At that mont, Qin Zi’s body, like a serpent exiting the sea, pierced through the Wind Thunder Palm Seal, and at the mont of its shattering, he had already dashed before Liu Rushuang, punching once more.

"Hurricane Body Protection!"

Liu Rushuang was shocked; a green hurricane suddenly surged over her body, but under Qin Zi’s punch, the hurricane dissipated.

Bang!

A muffled sound, and Liu Rushuang flew back a dozen ters, stumbling to the ground, her pretty face turning pale.

Actually, a mouthful of blood welled up in her throat, but she swallowed it back—everyone knew, as long as you don’t spit blood, it’s not counted as a defeat!

"Ha, is this the capital for bullying others?" Qin Zi looked down at Liu Rushuang, saying coldly, "Rember, no matter where you are, my junior sister Qin Zi does not fall under your jurisdiction!"

"Senior Brother Qin Zi..."

From behind Qin Chuan, Shui Qingrou gazed at Qin Zi with watery eyes, full of infinite gratitude and tenderness.

And this scene caught the eye of the Eldest Prince, Yang Qitian. He silently clenched his fists, his knuckles crackling...