Tianmen Mountain.
Nine sky-reaching peaks pass through the clouds and stand proudly on top of the world.
Here, sit nine immortal figures with terrifying strength. Although each of them is over a hundred years old, they still maintain the state of young people.
The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.
Because of an agreement they made back then, they live here forever, guarding a huge secret.
They were so unpredictable that they were tortured to the point of vomiting blood by a young man in his early twenties.
"You brat, I beg you, you have mastered the art of tempering my body to the extreme. Go down the mountain and harm your senior sisters!"
The young man chuckled.
"Master Ninth, the Tianshan blood pool for recovery..."
"Take it, as long as you go down the mountain, you can just pack up the blood pool and take it away!"
"Eighth Master and Ninth Master have spent a lot of money. In order not to lose face to you, this elixir..."
"Go ahead and take as much as you can from the alchemy room. Get out of here immediately. I see you are upset!"
"What about the other masters?"
The young man's smile caused the nine mountain peaks to tremble.
"This is the heirloom black card I used before I retired from the world. It has an unlimited limit. You can spend it however you want! From today on, you will be the boss of Centurion Bank! I will also hand over all the companies under my subsidiaries to you!"
"This is the order of the Emperor of China. If you encounter any trouble in the mortal world that is inconvenient to deal with, the Emperor of China is at your disposal!"
"This is the royal badge that I got from the heads of EU countries when I traveled all over the world. If you are tired, you can go to the new Queen of Eagle to scratch the dragon's tendon for you."
"You can take the things from the Treasure Pavilion and the Sutra Pavilion. It will be convenient for you to dress in front of my younger brother and women in the future, so as not to be said that we in Tianmen Mountain are stingy."
"This Nine-Dragon Divine Needle has been with my master for many years. It has been made alive and dead with human flesh and white bones. Now it is handed over to you. I hope you will not weaken the reputation of our Tianmen Mountain!"
"There are nine marriage contracts here. If you like any one, just ask her to be your wife!"
Seeing all the treasures falling into his hands, the young man was deeply moved.
"Masters..."
"Go away and stop being sensational in front of me!"
"No, what I want to say is...you gave me too many things, I can't carry them!"
As a golden light appeared, a simple wooden wrench fell into the young man's hand.
"Qin Chuan, I give you this space ring. Take it and roll as far as you want!"
Qin Chuan looked happy, and with a wave of his hand, all the countless treasures disappeared.
He raised his head and looked at the mountain peaks shrouded in clouds and mist, his mood fluctuating.
"Masters, see you soon!"
"Brat!"
A slightly trembling voice sounded.
"Let me remind you before we go down the mountain. Do you still remember the word we often use when playing idiom Solitaire?"
Qin Chuan nodded.
"Do whatever you want."
"That's right, just do whatever you want! Go and take back all the things that should belong to you!"
"yes!"
Qin Chuan turned around and left Tianmen Mountain with rapid strides.
Three years, three whole years!
This little brat finally went down the mountain!
The nine peak masters looked at Qin Chuan's leaving figure with tears streaming down their faces.
The thing they are most proud of in their lives is accepting Qin Chuan as their disciple, and the thing they regret the most is accepting Qin Chuan as their disciple.
In three years, Qin Chuan not only learned their unique skills one by one, but also integrated them and created his own path.
His cultivation talent is so high that he can be called a monster.
But it is precisely because of this that the peak masters were hit hard.
When they were young, they were also a generation of geniuses, but compared with Qin Chuan, they were far behind.
"This little bastard finally got off the mountain."
"Haha, now it's the turn of his senior sisters to have a headache."
"And those who have hurt Qin Chuan will definitely pay the price for what they did."
"Today, things are going to change."
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the other side.
Qin Chuan looked at the mountain road in front of him and was filled with emotions for a moment.
Three years ago, he was a carefree young master of the Qin family in Beihai.
Having parents who love him, and his childhood sweetheart Bai Jiani who is about to get married, everything is so beautiful.
But all this disappeared with the destruction of the Qin family.
He still can't forget that night that was shrouded in fire.
There were enemies armed with murderous weapons everywhere, and there were cries and screams from the young and old of the Qin family.
Blood and corpses filled the night.
Especially the scene of his parents being brutally killed reappeared in Qin Chuan's mind over and over again.
If the eldest sister hadn't happened to pass by and rescued him, the Qin family might have really been wiped out.
But Qin Chuan also got a blessing in disguise, his talent for cultivation awakened, and he learned the unique skills of nine masters in just three years.
Now that the master comes down from the mountain, he will definitely make the murderers who participated in the massacre of the Qin family pay the price tenfold and a hundredfold!
Especially the Beihai Song family!
Of course, he also had to meet the girl he had longed for.
I don’t know if she is doing well in three years.
With excitement, Qin Chuan returned to Beihai where he had been away for three years. After getting off the plane, he went straight to the Qin family's old residence.
Just as Qin Chuan left the airport, in a luxurious villa in Beihai, a beautiful woman stood up from the sofa.
"What did you say? The young master has come down the mountain?"
"Could it be said that in just three years, Young Master has already learned the unique skills passed down by several ancestors?"
"As expected of the young master, he is indeed amazing!"
"Send an order to summon all the disciples of Luo Wang to go to the Qin family's old house to welcome the young master home!"
Beihai, the old residence of the Qin family.
The manor that was once the premier in Beihai is now in ruins.
Qin Chuan stood in front of the Qin family's old house with tears streaming down his face.
"Dad, Mom, the unfilial son Qin Chuan is back!"
With that said, Qin Chuan knelt down and kowtowed three times to the door of the Qin family's old house.
"Back then, my son was helpless in the face of the enemy. Now that my son has returned from his studies, I promise today in front of my ancestors that I will sacrifice their heads to heaven!"
Qin Chuan looked at the ruins in front of him, and his mind was filled with the tragedy of that year.
The whereabouts of the corpses of his parents and the Qin family were unknown, so Qin Chuan had no choice but to build empty tombs.
While Qin Chuan was busy, a group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared here.
"You bastard, if you don't stop, who told you to move!"
Qin Chuan looked back and saw an angry man walking over.
Qin Chuan's eyes turned cold and he instantly recognized this person's identity.
He is Qin Chuan's old classmate and Song Yang, the lackey of the Song family in Beihai.
Song Yang finally recognized Qin Chuan at this time.
"You...you are Qin Chuan!"
"Impossible, why are you here? You were obviously dead three years ago!"
Qin Chuan smiled coldly and walked towards Song Yang.
"I'm determined, the Lord of Hell won't accept me!"
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
When the Qin family was wiped out, Qin Chuan was most impressed by the Song family.
Unexpectedly, before I started to trouble them, they actually came to my door.
Qin Chuan smiled coldly, came to Song Yang in an instant, and lifted him up.
When the men in black around Song Yang saw this, they roared angrily.
"You brat, Young Master Yang is from the Song family in Beihai!"
"Beihai Song family? I am killing the Beihai Song family!"
