Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker Chapter 99: The Celestial Wolf is a Dog, Heading to the East

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

In the dark of night, a golden light point appeared out of thin air.

It was like a firefly, gradually growing larger, eventually restoring into Duan Tianlang’s Primordial Spirit—a black-clad youth with sharp eyebrows and an air of sinister energy.

Then, with the Primordial Spirit as the core, his body surprisingly restored quickly as well, starting very ethereal, and then gradually transforming into a solid form!

This was not the body of Old Southern King, but his own body.

A sinister black-clad youth!

He looked down at his own pale palms, then flipped them to see the backs of his hands, his eyes disoriented, as if feeling sowhat unreal.

After a long ti, a self-mocking smile appeared on his handso face:

"Haha, is this truly the saying that good n don’t live long, but evildoers linger for a thousand years?"

"I, Duan Tianlang, have committed countless evil deeds throughout my life, deceived so many people, and after a heroic final sacrifice for righteousness, I actually... ca back to life?"

"In the future, if I et my old acquaintances, won’t they think I’m deceiving them when they see I’m not dead? Won’t that woman who shed tears at my deathbed reach for a knife to cut ?"

Thinking of this, he felt a pain in his balls.

All this trouble was caused by resurrection!

Just now, after being killed, his consciousness fell into a dark space.

In that space, nine green light spheres hovered secretly, each seemingly gathering the life force of an entire forest!

His consciousness touched one of the light spheres, and then he was resurrected...

However, he did not regain his forr cultivation.

His cultivation seed to have been boosted two minor realms from the basis of that body he just had, reaching the seventh level of the Supre Saint Realm!

"Could it be that these nine light spheres represent nine lives, and each resurrection enhances power a bit further?"

He speculated within his heart.

But he wouldn’t try it.

Because speculation is just speculation!

Perhaps, these green light spheres aren’t as miraculous as he imagines, perhaps his revival and strength gain this ti involve so fortuitous coincidences.

In short, he couldn’t take the risk.

Even though this resurrection was quite troubling for him, even uncomfortable, as long as he didn’t imdiately commit suicide, it showed... he actually wanted to live.

Complaining was just a reasonable form of whining.

"Hmm, in my current appearance, the Nine Suns Royal Family probably won’t recognize , so I can walk away openly from the Nine Suns Dynasty and head to those prosperous lands."

"As for them killing ... forget it, forget it, there’s no point in holding grudges, it’s just a matter of different stances, had it been , I would’ve done the sa."

After pondering over it, he flew towards the distant horizon.

He decided to lie low for now, regaining his strength.

...

In the Imperial City.

The bald old man inford Qin Chuan that Old Southern King had been put to death, but didn’t explain the details.

Qin Chuan also didn’t bother to ask.

Because he had long known the royal family concealed themselves deeply, their hidden forces must be imnsely powerful, perhaps even with a Celestial Saint overseeing!

However, what intrigued him was,

In this Land of Decay, ordinary people find it nearly impossible to break through to the Supre Saint Realm, and even those strong in that realm would continually wither if dwelling here over ti, so how did the royal family manage to produce so many strong in the Supre Saint Realm?

How did they overco the decay?

Yet, this wasn’t sothing he could inquire about, for he understood, the opposite party would never disclose such core secrets to him.

What one knows about oneself is precious!

A stranger who doesn’t recognize themselves as such, would only end up embarrassing themselves eventually, perhaps even putting both parties in an inextricable situation.

"Hey, if I send Qin Zi to the Eastern Domain to inform and expose the royal family’s covert developnt, wouldn’t those Celestial Saint ancestors of the royal family..."

Suddenly, an astonishing idea popped into his mind.

But he quickly stopped himself.

No tattling!

The royal family had always treated him kindly, Qin Zi had basked in their Spirit Pool, he had plucked Spirit dicine off Nine Suns Mountain, and even taken away a top-tier Supre Spiritual Treasure—the Cyan Lotus Sword.

If he turned around and betrayed them, wouldn’t that ungratefully make him a scoundrel?

Such actions were not desirable.

He was destined for greatness, so why take shortcuts that would taint his moral foundation?

Tis had changed now.

Once, he was weak and without security, naturally seeking any ans to quickly grow stronger.

Now, having reached the Supre Saint Realm, he could reluctantly be considered a strong figure and had so semblance of honor to maintain.

"Brother, in a while, I plan to leave the Nine Suns Dynasty," Qin Chuan finally said to the bald old man.

"Where to?"

The bald old man’s expression slightly changed.

After the Old Southern King incident, he found himself in a state of paranoid alert, constantly dreading the family secrets might be exposed, and he was wary of anyone leaving the Nine Suns Dynasty.

Qin Chuan calmly looked him in the eye and said, "Eastern Domain."

"Why not go to the Western Domain, Southern Domain, or Northern Domain?"

The bald old man asked instinctively.

Qin Chuan furrowed his brow, his tone deepened, "Is Brother questioning ? Can I not go to the Eastern Domain?"

"Uh..."

The bald old man’s face stiffened, realizing his own impropriety, and he forced a smile, "Ah, my concern has gotten the best of , I do have my reasons, which you should understand."

"You should only put your trust in ."

Qin Chuan looked at him frankly, his tone calm yet full of confidence, "I have no intention of ruining your plans, but even if I wished to disrupt, you couldn’t stop ."

"And even if your plans succeed, should you choose to beco my enemy then... I will respond in kind!"

Beneath his words was an undeniable dominance.

The bald old man’s body shuddered violently, a profound caution flashing in his eyes, then he forced a smile, "Haha, brother, you exaggerate, how could we possibly beco enemies with you? Our families are friends, now and always in the future."

Qin Chuan’s expression softened, and he said calmly, "Let’s hope so, I enjoy making friends, and if you’re sincere to , I won’t betray my friends."

He knew when to take a step back.

After all, once you take the grand stance, it’s wise to find a suitable way to back down, because if you keep posturing, even the most patient person will eventually flip.

And once they do, given his current strength, it’s akin to having your hands down your pants—disaster!