Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls-Chapter 469 - 285: Shameless Qin Family

"Qin Family Master, please don't be impatient."

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe spoke slowly in the Lu Family's section, lightly waving a folding fan in his hand, a nauseating fake smile on his face: "Even though your son is lacking, at least he can still leave an intact body, right?"

The Lu Family had now completely fallen out with the Qin Family.

No need to care about anything anymore.

"Hahaha!"

"Elder Lu is right!"

The surrounding burst into a cacophonous roar of laughter.

Several people who had long-standing grudges with the Qin Family laughed without any restraint.

Qin Zhengming's forehead veins bulged, and his fingers creaked as he clenched them.

When had the Qin Family, always rampant and unrestrained in the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, ever suffered such a great humiliation?

But unfortunately, the attendees here were all the top figures of Zhongzhou's major powers. Even the Qin Family dared not easily offend them.

The Purple Cloud Divine Sect was no longer dictated by the Qin Family; they merely had some say.

"Family Master..."

An Elder of the Qin Family softly reminded, yet his gaze couldn't help but drift to the other side's seats, "Should we ask Young Master Tian..."

This reminder immediately lit up the eyes of the Qin Family members.

Yes, they still had Qin Tian!

The peerless prodigy who effortlessly slew Lian Mingfeng in one move!

However, when everyone looked expectantly at where Qin Tian was, they saw a jaw-dropping scene.

Qin Tian was actually sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, surrounded by a faint ripple of Spiritual Qi.

In this critical moment of Godson selection, he was in meditation!

"This..."

The Qin Family members looked at each other, Qin Tian seemed to not take this competition seriously at all.

This was outright contempt for everyone present.

As for Qin Hao, he naturally did not notice.

Or rather, he noticed but did not care at all.

His handsome face was as calm as water, not even his eyelashes quivered.

"War God Nine Techniques·Breaking Army!"

Riding the momentum, Leng Yuanfei attacked, with the War God True Spirit crossing its fists in front of its chest, the patterns on the battle armor lighting up in succession, like ancient beacons set ablaze.

Nine shadow fists overlapped, each containing a different battle intent.

The first punch was like a thousand troops charging, the second like ten thousand horses galloping, the third like besieging a city...

When the seventh punch landed, the barrier of the Heaven-Suppressing Stele finally emitted the sound of being overwhelmed.

Qin Hao hastily summoned a Bronze Ancient Shield, but the eighth punch was already incoming!

—Bang!

In the deafening boom, the priceless ancient shield instantly twisted and deformed.

Qin Hao flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the enchantment at the edge of the Martial Arts Stage, causing violent ripples on the enchantment's surface.

The spectator seats erupted in an uproar.

Several Elders stood up simultaneously: "The Ancient War God True Spirit is indeed formidable! It's said that those who can awaken this true spirit have the power to defeat enemies beyond their level!"

Too powerful!

Even with a Spiritual Treasure in hand, Qin Hao was clearly not a match.

Leng Yuanfei's battle intent grew fiercer, and the War God True Spirit suddenly disintegrated, turning into a myriad of bronze armor leaves.

Each armor leaf transformed into a miniature War God in the air, attacking Qin Hao from all directions.

He didn't care about Qin Hao's identity at all.

Among the Upper Three Veins, who would fear anyone!

As long as he could become a Godson, even the Qin Family couldn't touch him!

This was his confidence!

This move "Thousand Army Break" was a War God secret technique, combined with Jinyang Peak's True Sun Fire, thousands of armor leaves burned with golden flames, like a magnificent meteor shower.

"You're seeking death!"

Qin Hao climbed up from the ground, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, biting the tip of his tongue abruptly, a mouthful of essence blood spraying onto the Heaven-Suppressing Stele.

The Blood-colored Jade Talisman shattered, transforming into twelve blood lines that merged into the stele.

"Heavenly Gang Demon Suppression!"

The Heaven-Suppressing Stele trembled violently and split into twelve, transforming into twelve golden beams of light soaring into the sky.

Each parting stele bore the ancient word "Suppress" in true script, weaving into a vast golden net in the air that covered the sky.

The bronze armor leaves burning with True Sun Fire hit the net, making a tooth-grating "hissing" sound, swiftly shredded into a snowy drift of bronze powder.

Just as the bronze fragments fluttered down like snowflakes, Leng Yuanfei's figure suddenly emerged from a piece of fragmented armor.

He was bathed in blood, his right arm twisted unnaturally.

He was still injured.

The power of the Spiritual Treasure was truly overwhelming.

But the bronze spear tightly clenched in his left hand emitted unprecedented brilliance.

"Die!"

Leng Yuanfei let out a furious roar, and his spear struck like a golden lightning bolt.

At this moment, time on the entire Martial Arts Stage seemed to freeze.

Everyone held their breath, watching as the golden gleam headed straight for Qin Hao's heart.

Qin Hao's pupils constricted suddenly, the shadow of death enveloping his entire body.

He wanted to dodge, but found his body as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

Before the spear arrived, the fierce wind had already pierced painfully into his chest.

"Is it... over?"

At this critical juncture.

——Crack!

The dragon-shaped jade pendant hanging on Qin Hao's chest suddenly shattered.

A misty figure shot out from the broken jade, moving so fast it left a blood-colored afterimage in the air.

Clang——!

A deafening clash of metal reverberated through the heavens.

The Blood-colored Puppet wielded twin blades, steadily intercepting that fatal spear.

Even more shocking, the spear that had gathered Leng Yuanfei's entire Spiritual Qi began to shatter inch by inch from the tip upon contact with the twin blades! 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"What?!"

Leng Yuanfei's face turned pale as he staggered back a few steps, staring in disbelief at the mere shaft left in his hand.

In the Spectator Seats, there was an uproar.

"This... isn't this too shameless?"

"First the Heaven-Suppressing Stele, now a life-saving puppet from the Primordial Fetus Realm?"

"Even if it's just a Primordial Fetus Realm body, it's not something a Genius Spirit Realm junior can contend with."

"Is the Qin Family bringing out all their assets?"

Discussions erupted, with many cultivators showing indignation on their faces.

Yet the Qin family members remained composed, not minding at all.

They feared shady tactics, but they feared their own losing even more.

The strong only care about the outcome.

"Hmph, such a fuss over nothing."

An Elder of the Qin Family stroked his beard and sneered, "This puppet is within the allowable scope of the rules. Don't forget, the one who set up the competition rules was the founder of the Purple Cloud Divine Sect!"

These words left everyone present speechless.

Indeed, these rules were established by the founder of the Purple Cloud Divine Sect.

But who doesn't know that the founder was an ancestor of the Qin Family?

The Qin Family has often participated in formulating the competition rules throughout the generations.

This almost blatantly favors their own.

After all, that Qin Family ancestor left too many treasures for this branch of the Qin Family.

These seemingly written rules are essentially unfair "privileges."

Everyone has selfish motives.

If not for the fear of Purple Cloud Divine Sect's decline, the Qin Family would not allow others to join it.

This is also a last resort.

As proud as they are, they know they must continuously attract God prides, otherwise, they would stagnate.

"Besides."

Another Qin Family disciple sneered, "Having these treasures is also a skill. If you have the ability, go get a Primordial Fetus Realm puppet too?"

In the arena, Leng Yuanfei's face was ashen.

He never expected his all-out attack to be so easily neutralized.

Even more infuriating, the opponent used a completely legitimate means!

"The Qin Family... what a Qin Family!" he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

By now, Qin Hao had caught his breath.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face once again showed an expression of arrogance: "Leng Yuanfei, now it's my turn."

Before his words faded, the Blood-colored Puppet suddenly turned, its twin blades shimmering with an eerie red light.

Leng Yuanfei's face was as serious as water, as he quickly swallowed several life-saving elixirs.

He was going all out.

The pressure from a puppet of the Primordial Fetus Realm was immense.

The War God True Spirit behind him reformed.

But this time, more ancient patterns appeared on the True Spirit Battle Armor, and a rift slowly opened in the middle of its forehead, revealing a third eye: "War God True Spirit·Complete Form!"

The complete form of the War God True Spirit stood five zhang tall, wielding a giant axe and shield.

Leng Yuanfei bit his tongue tip, spraying a mouthful of vital blood onto the true spirit's brow, causing the third eye to suddenly radiate with golden light: "War God Nine Techniques·Godslayer!"

The giant axe swung down, with the blade showing the vision of falling sun, moon, and stars.

The power of this axe seemed to return the world back to chaos!