Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

Above the North Sea.

In the waters thousands of miles off the coastline, a snow-white palace floated majestically, like a divine temple, sacred and imposing.

Outside the palace, layers of walls formed from the power of laws created a complex maze.

Within the maze.

There were various traps, hidden weapons, and formations, with even beasts formed from the power of laws, roaring ferociously and exhibiting terrifying combat strength.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Roar—"

"Kill!!"

"Break through for me!"

"Purple Cloud Academy, I must join!"

Inside the maze, a large number of young talents fought fiercely, their blood staining the ground. The battle was brutal.

But it was evident that this maze was exceptionally difficult, and not just anyone could make it through.

In fact, this maze was a treasure used by the Purple Cloud Academy to recruit students from the Nine Heavens Main Continent. Given that it was designed for a place full of strong contenders, for those from the Fragmented Continent, it was monstrously challenging.

Blood was splattered all over the maze's corridors, and some people were already lying in pools of blood, their life and death uncertain.

The cruelty of the path to becoming a strong person was on full display here. This wasn't merely crossing a narrow wooden bridge but rather walking a tightrope, and in the end, most of the participants would be buried here.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, the clouds on the horizon began to churn violently, as if they were burning, and then they evaporated entirely.

Brilliant rays of light shot across the sky, like suns streaking through the heavens, radiating divine might.

Especially at the forefront.

Two suns were neck-and-neck, almost as if competing, their brilliance colliding and producing golden arcs of electricity.

One of them was Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan hadn't expected that someone from the Fragmented Continent could still keep pace with him.

This individual was a powerhouse who had become an emperor at the Seventh Heaven Saint level and had now reached the Fifth Calamity, far stronger than Wu Qiong!

"Hahaha! Qin Huang, you are indeed extraordinary, deserving of your title as the Overlord of the Eastern Domain!"

The voice came from a large, bald man who looked like a monk, accompanied by a skinny young monk at his side.

The young monk bore an uncanny resemblance to him—no, they were practically identical.

"Is this your son, Master?" Qin Chuan asked with a smiling gaze, eyeing the large monk.

"Indeed!" The large monk admitted openly with a hearty laugh.

"From your attire, Master, it seems you are a high monk from the Buddhist Sect in the Western Domain. Buddhism preaches abstinence, but this…," Qin Zi couldn't help but chime in.

"Hahaha! I practice the Joyful Buddha Path!" The large monk laughed loudly, as if proud of it. "Of course, after practicing Buddhism for thousands of years, I've broken every precept there is. Wine, meat, women—none can be excluded!"

"No one stops you?" Qin Zi asked, his face stiffening.

"Ha! Who dares to stop me? Who could stop me?! These iron palms of mine sweep through the Western Domain undefeated. If anyone dares provoke me, I'll tear down their Buddha statue and sit on the throne myself!" The large monk laughed wildly, patting his muscular chest. "So, even if they don't like me, they still have to keep me around!"

"Amitabha, Master, it's best not to speak like this in front of others…" The young monk by his side couldn't help but mutter quietly, clearly embarrassed.

Then, he received a hard thump on his forehead.

"How many times have I told you, call me Dad!" The large monk glared, eyes wide, and scolded fiercely.

The young monk, clutching his head, remained silent, his face full of internal conflict.

"Sigh, such an unfilial child! With you being like this, how can my profound Buddhist teachings be passed on?" The large monk sighed dramatically.

Even Qin Chuan couldn't help but stifle a laugh—Are you trying to pass on your Buddhist teachings through bloodline transmission?

Buddhism's teachings were said to be mysterious.

One chant of a Buddhist scripture could release billions of symbols, vividly illustrating the profound truths of life and death, causality, and fate.

While the conversation between the two continued, their race remained intense.

"Zzzt, zzzt, zzzt!"

The light surrounding the two figures reached its peak, resembling two massive gears grinding against one another, shooting sparks in all directions.

Before long, they reached the sky above the maze.

"Swish swish swish!"

Sensing their arrival, the walls of the maze shot upward, creating barriers that blocked the way forward.

No matter how high one flew, they would still be obstructed by the maze. To pass through, they had to go through the maze.

But for emperors... crashing through was an option!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Neither of the two slowed down. Their collision with the walls created ripples like raindrops hitting a lake, and they broke through wall after wall.

After each wall was pierced, it didn't shatter but instead rapidly healed, as though it was elastic.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Soon after, the other emperors arrived, following in Qin Chuan and the monk's footsteps, crashing through wall after wall.

The scene resembled a meteor shower, with streams of light smashing through the atmosphere, creating ripples and even bursts of vibrant sparks.

For the young talents who were fighting desperately inside the maze, this sight was nothing short of devastating.

"Why is this happening?!"

"They're cheating! I refuse to accept this!"

"Heavens, where is the justice?!"

"Nooo—"

These people roared at the sky, arms raised as if the entire maze was spinning, and the camera zoomed out, showing their frustration.

Of course, not every genius was crushed by this. A few truly determined individuals continued to fight without wavering, relying solely on their strength to pass the trial.

One mysterious black-clad youth didn't even look up, a mocking sneer appearing on his face.

"Heh, hothouse flowers will never…"

Before he could finish, his head flew off—decapitated by a sword light from one of the maze's traps.

As it turned out, flowers outside the hothouse were even more prone to being smashed by hailstones.

Meanwhile, Qin Chuan and the monk had burst through hundreds of walls, finally emerging from the maze.

In front of them loomed the majestic snow-white palace.

Before the palace stretched a vast white jade plaza, with hundreds of white jade pillars, each over three meters in diameter, standing tall upon it.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two beams of light landed almost simultaneously on two of the jade pillars, but in the end, Qin Chuan was just a little faster.

"It seems I've won, Master," Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Hehe, so be it. I'm a monk and never care for such competition," the monk scoffed, then pulled out a crystal vial and benevolently handed it to the young monk beside him, saying with a smile, "Ruo Yu, after such a long flight, you must be thirsty. Here, drink this. Although this is Bodhi Water from the Brahma Pure Land, born from the Bodhi Ancestor Tree once every hundred years and an unparalleled treasure for enlightenment, it's nothing to me."

Qin Chuan froze for a moment.

He couldn't react immediately.

Or rather, he couldn't believe it—someone was openly showing off their father's wealth in front of him and his son?

Showing off in front of the master?

But the key issue was... in this particular case, it seemed that the master really couldn't outshine the student!

This was a matter of wealth.

And this monk was clearly filthy rich!

The Buddhist sects were known for their wealth, and on top of that, this monk had lived for thousands of years, dominating the Western Domain. His fortune was naturally immense.

"Father…" Qin Zi looked up at Qin Chuan with big, expectant eyes.

"Uh…" For the first time, Qin Chuan felt a sense of pressure. If he was outshone, his towering image in his son's eyes would surely take a serious hit.

This wasn't an exaggeration.

No matter how powerful you were, once the "poor" label was stuck on you, your image would take a severe blow.

At that critical moment!

The cold voice of the system rang out.

"Ding! The system has detected someone openly showing off in front of the host. This act has infringed on the system's specialty. Face-slapping is necessary!"

"Ding! Congratulations, you have received exclusive sponsorship from the system—two barrels of Bodhi Water from Brahma Pure Land!"

Instantly, Qin Chuan sensed two barrels of crystal-clear water appear in his Emperor-level inner world.

The fragrant aroma was intoxicating.

Just the smell alone was enough to make someone forget all worries and enter a state of enlightenment.

He smiled.

"Thud!"

A wooden barrel landed heavily on the ground, making a dull thud as water splashed out, some even spilling onto the ground.

"Zi, after such a long flight, you must be tired. Here's some Bodhi Water from Brahma Pure Land. Go ahead, wash your feet with it…"