Qin Hongchen's News: His Lover Was an Alien Race!

"That sounds so familiar..."

Although he had doubts, he had already given the order, and it would be inappropriate to go back and ask again.

They could only discuss it with another guard.

After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"Sharp Weapon?" Another guard frowned. "What kind of treasure is this? Could it be another name for some High Antiquity divine weapon?"

"It sounds familiar, but I can't quite place it," the guard said, scratching his head. "The Divine Son only said he needed a Sharp Weapon."

A moment later, one of them finally remembered, slapped his thigh, and exclaimed in realization, "Oh! Sharp Weapon!"

Above ordinary items and below Spirit Artifact, there are only Sharp Weapon!

Although they understood what the Sharp Weapon was, the next question arose.

"Even the worst apprentices in our Qin Clan create Spirit Treasure treasures as practice pieces. How could we possibly have... um... Mortal Iron stored in our storeroom?"

The two looked at each other again, finally realizing the crux of the problem—finding a "Sharp Weapon" in the Qin Clan was as difficult as climbing to the heavens!

"Looks like we'll have to send someone down to the Lower Realm to look for them. Remember to pick the better quality ones... even though they're all pretty much the same."

As the Flying Ship slowly landed on the Qin Clan's magnificent docking platform, the guards who had been waiting there immediately stepped forward, holding a long wooden box in both hands, and respectfully reported:

"Divine Son, the Sharp Weapon you requested... has been found. Your subordinate specially went to the Lower Realm to find one of the finest quality."

Qin Wangchuan took the wooden box, opened it, and found a gleaming steel longsword inside. A chilling aura emanated from the blade, making it a truly Sharp Weapon.

He nodded. "Thank you for your hard work."

Back in the Quiet Room, he took out the Ten Directions Profound Sword and brought the fine steel longsword to its surface.

The moment the two swords clashed, the fine steel longsword was completely devoured, as if ice and snow were melting away.

Not a speck of dust remained.

The cracks on the surface of the Ten Directions Profound Sword healed by 30% at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sword body emitted a very faint blue light.

[Ten Directions Profound Sword (Sharp Weapon)]

Although the sword itself doesn't exude any sword prowess, it still looks like an ancient and even somewhat worn-out longsword.

But Qin Wangchuan flicked his finger, and the sword emitted a steady hum, no longer showing the fragile feeling that it might shatter at any moment.

After some testing, he discovered that its toughness far exceeded that of ordinary magical Spirit Treasure.

"That's enough for me." Qin Wangchuan sheathed his sword with satisfaction.

This is just the beginning, but at least the first step has been taken steadily.

After resting for several days and briefly organizing the gains from this Immortal Path Journey, Qin Wangchuan went straight to his Eldest Brother's residence.

The Old Ancestor once said, "The way your Eldest Brother came to me covered in blood back then is exactly the same as how you are now."

"He said then that there was someone he wanted to kill."

With his Eldest Brother Qin Wudao's strength and temperament, he has already forged his own Invincible Path. Who is there that he cannot kill?

Or rather, who else could hurt him?

This curiosity prompted Qin Wangchuan to leave his palace and head towards Qin Wudao retreat.

Qin Wudao's residence was located deep within the Qin Clan Ancestral Grounds, atop a cliff shrouded in chaotic energy year-round.

There are no luxurious palaces here, only a few simple stone chambers overlooking the rolling Cloud Sea and the towering mountains below, showcasing a sense of solitude and unparalleled grandeur.

When Qin Wangchuan stepped onto the cliff top, he saw Qin Wudao standing with his hands behind his back on the edge of the cliff, his figure as upright as a pine tree, blending with the aura of heaven and earth, as if he himself were the pillar of this world.

He didn't turn around, yet he already knew who it was.

"Ninth Brother has arrived." Qin Wudao's voice was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet it possessed a commanding presence that was captivating.

"Eldest Brother." Qin Wangchuan stepped forward and stood beside Qin Wudao, gazing at the vast Cloud Sea before them. "I apologize for disturbing your cultivation, Eldest Brother."

"It's alright." Qin Wudao slightly turned his head, his gaze falling on Qin Wangchuan. His deep eyes seemed to see through everything. "You have some doubts."

Qin Wangchuan nodded and got straight to the point. "Yes. Some time ago, I went to the Old Ancestor to ask for a technique and used it to kill someone."

"Our Old Ancestor mentioned that I looked exactly like you, my Eldest Brother, back then. I'm a bit curious..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wudao remained silent for a moment, then turned his gaze back to the boundless Cloud Sea, seemingly lost in distant memories.

A mountain breeze swept by, ruffling a few strands of hair on his forehead, but it could not dispel his timeless silence.

Just when Qin Wangchuan thought his Eldest Brother wouldn't answer, Qin Wudao slowly spoke, his voice carrying a rare, almost ethereal sense of melancholy.

Qin Wudao said, "At that time, I had just experienced a... regrettable event, related to your Sixth Brother."

"Sixth Brother?!"

Qin Wangchuan's heart stirred slightly; he hadn't expected to receive news of his Sixth Brother, Qin Hongchen, here.

They listened quietly without interrupting.

"Your Sixth Brother is a genius. No matter what kind of Daoist magic, Swordsmanship, or any other nonsense he can learn just by looking at it." Qin Wudao's tone remained calm, but Qin Wangchuan could sense the deep undercurrents beneath that calmness.

"He should have been the most promising candidate for the position of Divine Son, but he was attached to the Mortal World and kept changing the women around him."

"Nothing much in itself, but even Prodigal Son eventually returns home."

Until he fell in love with a woman he shouldn't have.

"That person's surname is Yue, and his real name Fang Yun." As he spoke, Qin Wudao looked into the air.

That's right, it's air!

Qin Wangchuan was not surprised by this.

But he didn't pay attention to that, and instead began to think:

"A woman I shouldn't have loved..." Qin Wangchuan's thoughts raced. "The reasons are nothing more than a few: status or power. In these two Lineage can easily bridge the gap."

"Since it's not a problem, there's only one answer: her very existence is taboo... Is she... from Alien Race?"

The moment the conclusion of "Alien Race" surfaced in his mind, Qin Wangchuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and even with his composure, his breath caught in his throat.

He had considered every possible scenario and planned meticulously.

But to everyone's surprise, the person Sixth Brother Qin Hongchen fell in love with was actually... Alien Race!

"Not bad." Qin Wudao spoke slowly, his voice still steady, but seemingly carrying a hint of barely perceptible approval. "You were able to think of this point in an instant and foresee the subsequent turmoil... Ninth Brother, your temperament is indeed remarkable."

You guessed right!

Human Race and Alien Race.

This is no longer a simple matter of social status or a difference in strength.

The Qin Clan, as Ten Great Imperial Clans, is located in this realm not because this realm is so powerful or has such abundant Spiritual Qi energy.

This world is the closest to Foreign Lands, a barrier between the heavens, and the front line against the invasion of Alien Race!

As long as the Immortal Court exists, Alien Race will not be able to enter the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.

In other words, the disciples of the Imperial Clan are born with the heavy responsibility of resisting Alien Race and protecting the Human Race.

The fact that the crown Young Master is in love with Alien Race would cause unimaginable turmoil if this were to become public.

Qin Wangchuan could even instantly imagine the chain reaction this might bring:

The pressure within the Lineage, the challenges from other Imperial Clan, and even the possibility of being exploited by malicious individuals to undermine the Qin Clan's prestige... the stakes involved are far too high.

"So... that's how it is." Qin Wangchuan murmured to himself, his tone filled with undisguised shock and solemnity.