Chapter 26: Choice, Abundant Harvest

  Undoubtedly, becoming a Summoner is a good choice for Qin Xuan, and it's also a new field of power. The strength of the Summoner, he has heard of it before, and if he becomes a Summoner, he can also cover up his 'Heroic God Legend' affairs, which is a win-win situation.

  However, if that's the case, then his physical advantage might be wasted. Although this handsome man said that he would also pay attention to his martial arts training while cultivating as a Divine Summoner, it probably wouldn't be too systematic.

  Furthermore, what Qin Xuan summoned was not a demon beast, but a 'hero'. If he chose to summon a divine being, it would definitely be exposed after a long time.

  "Can you tell me why you chose me?" Qin Xuan looked at the two in front of him with a puzzled expression, not in a hurry to make a decision.

  To his surprise, neither the slovenly old man nor the handsome young man looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile.

  His eyebrows furrowed slightly, Qin Xuan fell into deep thought for a moment before relaxing again. Regardless of what their goals were, it was undeniable that these two men were extraordinary powerhouses.

  "I choose the warrior."

  "Hahaha……" As soon as the words fell, the old man burst into laughter, his expression extremely pleased and excited, as if he had obtained some kind of treasure. "You old thing, did you hear that? Your tricks don't always work, hahaha."

  Regarding the old man's verbal provocation, the handsome young man remained indifferent and seemed not to have heard it, looking at the youth in front of him with a hint of bitter smile, "Don't you want to reconsider?"

  Shaking his head, Qin Xuan's gaze was very firm.

  He sighed, the handsome man looked at the young man again, his eyes were like watching a piece of exquisite jade shattering in front of him, very regretful. Then his figure was like smoke and fog, gradually disappearing on the spot.

  Upon seeing this, the slovenly old man burst into loud laughter again, looking at the black-clad youth with great satisfaction. "Not bad, youngster! You have a good eye for things. The path of martial arts is indeed the mainstream way of the world!"

  "Little Qin Xuan has seen Master."

  Qin Xuan nodded his head in understanding and bowed slightly. In fact, he had chosen the old man for another reason as well - because their personalities were quite compatible.

  "Hmm." He nodded his head, and the old man's eyes gleamed with even more satisfaction. This young fellow's talent was absolutely the highest among all the disciples he had taken in before!

  "It's our first meeting, and I didn't prepare anything special. This is a sixth-grade magic core, consider it a gift for our meeting." As he spoke, under Qin Xuan's astonished gaze, a magic core that shone with blue light and emitted powerful energy rose from the ground beneath his feet, slowly falling into his hand, feeling icy to the touch.

  He swallowed his saliva, Qin Xuan couldn't help but blink his eyes, he had never seen a sixth-grade magic core before, but outside the cave was a sixth-grade yin-yang cat king, whose terrifying strength was not something he could resist.

  But on the other hand, as soon as he made his move, it was a sixth-grade magic core. This, this is too extravagant, isn't it?

  "Dare I ask, Master, what sect are we actually from?" Qin Xuan put away the six-stage magic core into his spatial ring, his face having a serious expression.

  On the mainland, apart from some ancient and powerful families, there are many sects. To be able to produce a sixth-grade magic core without even frowning is absolutely a powerful sect!

  For an ancient family like that, Qin Xuan naturally didn't dare to think about it. Although he said his talent was not bad, there were probably a hundred or so people with better talent than him in such an ancient family. What they lacked the least was genius, and it wasn't necessary for them to set up checkpoints here to select talents.

  "Your strength is still too weak, knowing too much won't be good for you." After taking a swig of strong liquor, the disheveled old man shook his head, "When your strength reaches that point, I'll naturally tell you. For now, just know that this world is bigger than you imagine."

  Upon hearing this, Qin Xuan could only nod in agreement.

  "But you must be careful from now on, don't look at that old man's harmless face just now, but for geniuses, especially those who can't get them, they will do their best to destroy and kill!" The old man's expression turned solemn, his tone serious.

  Dazed for a moment, Qin Xuan quickly became anxious. The strength of that handsome man was something he had witnessed with his own eyes, and even the old ancestor of the Qin family might not be able to defeat him.

  Qin Xuan's gaze fell on the sloppy old man.

  "No way." The old man shrugged and said irresponsibly, "I'm just a strand of soul, I really can't help you, you can only rely on yourself to resolve it, many of your senior brothers have also been through this."

  His heart sank, Qin Xuan could only smile wryly. He had discovered the soul splitting a long time ago, but what surprised him was that just the aura of the split soul was stronger than the old ancestor of the Qin family. What about his true body?

  At this thought, Qin Xuan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He had always thought that the old ancestor of the Qin family was very powerful, but now he realized that he himself had been just a frog at the bottom of a well all along.

  "What about my family? Will they be in danger?"

  This is what Qin Xuan cares about. The East House of the Qin family is his father Qin Yun Tian's lifeblood, and it cannot be affected in any way because of his affairs.

  "That's a problem."

  The old man with a hint of contemplation between his eyebrows finally spoke after a long while, "Alright, I'll immediately dispatch a few disciples to your family. However, whether or not they can protect your family, I cannot guarantee. If all else fails, we can only abandon them. Of course, I absolutely won't let anything happen to you."

  He nodded, and Qin Xuan also knew that this was the old man's utmost kindness and righteousness, and it was still because he was his apprentice. If there wasn't this subtle relationship, he feared that the other party would not have paid attention to him at all.

  This also made him feel more and more about the cruelty of this world.

  However, would Qin Xuan let the entire Qin family and his father Qin Yun Tian face disaster because of himself?

  Soon, he told the old beggar about Qin's family location.

  "It'll probably take about three months to reach your Qin family," said the old man, "However, that old fellow might arrive a bit sooner."

  After a brief moment of contemplation, the slovenly old man made a sweeping motion with his hands in the empty air, and dazzling pale golden energy danced through space, quickly outlining a massive map, with clear lines, like an engraving.

  "This is where I buried some treasures when I traveled the continent, you have time to go take a look, maybe you can find something useful." The old man said with a smile, his right hand made another stroke, and a long staff condensed in mid-air.

  The long rod is pitch black all over, with intricate patterns engraved on its surface. Although it's said that this was condensed by the old man using his own Xuanli, it still gives people a feeling of oppression, like an emperor high above, full of overbearing majesty.

  "This is a heavy treasure?" Qin Xuan was shocked, but soon discovered that this long pole, in terms of aura alone, was even stronger than an ordinary heavy treasure.

  The old man was also slightly stunned, and then seemed to have thought of something, smiled, "This is not a heavy treasure, but a great treasure."

  "Hong Bao?"

  "Hmm." The old man nodded and explained, "The powerful treasures you usually see are not actually precious treasures. It's just that this continent is too vast, and many people haven't reached that level yet, so they call those things precious treasures. In fact, they're just the lowest-level spiritual treasures."

  "Treasures range from low to high, divided into Lingbao, Hongbao, Mingbao, and then Zhongbao, but even Zhongbao is not the highest level, as there are even more powerful ones above."

  "What? There's something even more powerful above?" Qin Xuan suddenly felt that he didn't know much, but if it was true, then the Líhuǒ Zhōng (Fire Separation Clock) from back then must have been a spiritual treasure. And the Líhuǒ Zhōng was already incredibly powerful and terrifying. What about the Hóng Bǎo (Phoenix Treasure) and Míng Bǎo (Dark Treasure) above it? Or even the true Heavy Treasure above that?

  Overturn mountains and seas? Destroy heaven and earth? Bring the dead back to life?

  It seems like anything is possible.

  "If you go to that place, other things can be left behind, but this long stick must be taken. The importance of a single treasure, for some small sects, is enough to make them jealous." The old man's voice was still solemn, ignoring the youth's astonishment.

  After recovering from the surprise, Qin Xuan solemnly nodded and memorized the map in his mind. Since he had cultivated the "Body Refining Technique", he found that his memory had become incredibly impressive, even if it were to be a hundred or thousand years later, he would still remember it clearly.

  Hiss.

  A blue light flashed into the boy's brow, and Qin Xuan hadn't had time to react, suddenly feeling countless pieces of information flooding his mind.

  "This old man sees that you already have a cultivation method, so I won't teach it to you again. Also, I see that there seems to be the power of Huo Xuan in your body." The slovenly old man continued, "This Xuan-level technique 'Chi Huo Palm' is more suitable for you."

  He nodded, indeed, as the old man said, the method of cultivation cannot be changed from the beginning, otherwise it will lead to demonic possession and loss of power.

  So martial skills and techniques became important things for warriors, and martial skills are divided into four levels from high to low: Tian, Di, Xuan, and Huang.

  "Xuan level, it seems like the Qin family can be counted on one hand?"

  Qin Xuan smacked his lips and sighed inwardly, thinking that it was indeed worthy of a great sect. He quickly accepted the information in his mind.

  He tilted his head back and took a few swigs of strong liquor, the disheveled old man's face relaxed in satisfaction. His originally blurry figure became even more indistinct, "Alright, that's all I can help you with, now it's up to you."

  "By the way, remind you that it's better for you not to go any deeper now, hurry up and get out, the things inside are not something you can touch."

  The words were hardly out of his mouth when he burst into a loud guffaw, and the slovenly old man vanished into thin air.

  Looking at the vast unknown forest in front of him, Qin Xuan had a dreamy feeling. As for the old man's sudden departure, he could only show his helplessness. Originally thought that following a big sect would make life worry-free, but unexpectedly it brought himself a super big trouble.

  Fortunately, this master is quite generous. Whether it's the 6th-order magic core, the map with the Phoenix Treasure, or the Xuan-level martial skill "Red Fire Palm", all of them have a great impact on one's own strength.

  "Is it dangerous?"

  Looking at the endless green forest, Qin Xuan suppressed the strong call in his heart. As for the old man's last words, he had to believe them, and from his tone, he also heard a hint of solemnity.

  A place where even a strong elder like that would be serious about, is obviously not something this small fry can get involved in.

  "It seems like I can only come back later."

  Shaking his head, Qin Xuan turned around and walked towards the dark cave behind him. Having been away from home for so long, it was time to go back. He wondered if anyone would still remember his existence after such a long time had passed.