Severing the Parent-Child Relationship

The skill bestowed upon him by Neuvillette, or rather, the elemental skill granted to him, was named "Primordial Sea."

The name was as concise and straightforward as it could be.

Its effect was equally simple: by establishing a connection between himself and the Primordial Sea, he could directly draw a wisp of Primordial Water from its source.

This was not the "Water of the Primordial Sea" that Chen Zhou had diluted by several levels, but the genuine article flowing from the Primordial Sea of Teyvat.

This wisp of water was tiny, but if he could condense it, the destructive power it contained would be unimaginable.

It was effectively a lethal weapon, one that could serve as an offensive tool, a defensive barrier, or a means of escape.

After all, given the potency of the Primordial Sea water, even a Limit Douluo would find it difficult to destroy such a wisp of it.

With his absolute control over the water element, Chen Zhou could use this wisp of water as a shield, as an unstoppable offensive ability, or even condense it into a small avatar to act as a decoy.

Yet, the most terrifying aspect was not this, but the Primordial Sea itself.

This skill was significant; beyond summoning the Primordial Sea, it could truly establish a link to it.

If Chen Zhou ever wished to help Douluo Planet ascend or, conversely, destroy it, he could directly channel the power of the Primordial Sea through this soul skill.

This was also an ability with growth potential.

As Chen Zhou's strength increased, the power he could draw from the Primordial Sea would grow accordingly.

It was equivalent to forcibly opening a channel within his body, allowing the Primordial Sea water—which was otherwise nearly impossible to access—to seep into the Douluo World in small quantities.

Watching the light erupt in Chen Zhou's eyes, Neuvillette's expression remained calm.

"I still have affairs in Fontaine to attend to. Make good use of this ability."

"This ability will be of great benefit to you. Furthermore, because this soul bone has been modified by me, while it may not be indestructible, its defensive capabilities have been greatly enhanced."

Neuvillette raised his hand; he was not one for long explanations.

Thus, a terrifying torrent of water struck Chen Zhou directly.

Chen Zhou's body instantly turned to water, but with his original capabilities, even in his watery state, he would have been scattered by the Primordial Sea's current and forced to resurrect after death.

Yet, when this current struck him, it did not disperse him immediately.

Although it lasted less than two seconds before the current tore through his body, had Chen Zhou been prepared, he could have easily used that two-second window to dodge Neuvillette's lethal blow.

"Teacher, this Titan Snow Demon King soul bone effectively enhances my resistance to water currents and the strength of my own watery form."

"Indeed, it is quite suitable for survival."

Neuvillette spoke casually, and once finished, he did not linger, turning to leave.

Watching Neuvillette's departing figure, Chen Zhou let out a breath.

Beyond his absolute survival ability of turning into water, possessing this soul bone further elevated his capacity to stay alive.

"Teacher still values me quite a bit, doesn't he? Most of the abilities he's given me are related to survival, or rather, focused primarily on it."

Chen Zhou muttered to himself, feeling somewhat puzzled as to why his teacher was teaching him only survival skills.

But for him, this was a good thing.

Inside the room, Chen Zhou took a deep breath as the sky outside had already darkened.

Feeling his stomach growl, Chen Zhou stood up, left the room, and walked into the living room.

There was no food left in the living room, but as he approached, someone still served him a meal.

Chen Zhou ate quietly, his expression calm.

He planned to speak with his uncle shortly to explain the destructive crisis he had brought upon the family.

However, before he could finish eating, the front door opened, and Chen Zhou's uncle walked in slowly.

The uncle's gaze fell upon him, the child of his youngest brother, his expression complex.

"You have certainly brought great trouble to the family."

"The Young Tower Master has said that if we do not wish to die, we must sever all familial ties with you."

The man looked at Chen Zhou and spoke in a calm tone.

He was the head of this branch family, and his words represented the decision of the entire branch.

Hearing this, there was no sadness or confusion on Chen Zhou's face; he simply said "Oh" quite casually.

"Fine, then let us sever ties."

"May I sleep here one more night? I will return to East Sea City tomorrow."

Chen Zhou spoke with complete indifference.

After all, he felt no sense of familial affection; these so-called "uncles" meant nothing to him.

As for those cousins, the only reason he hadn't killed them himself was to avoid the infamy of kin-slaying.

Watching Chen Zhou's uncaring expression, the man's gaze grew even more complex.

Ever since his youngest brother died, he had truly never cared for the child they left behind.

After all, the clan's resources were limited; if a portion were given to this child, his own children and those of his other brothers would receive that much less.

He felt no guilt, however. Since his youngest brother was already dead and gone, it was only natural that those resources should be reserved for his own children.

In truth, when Qiangu Qingzhou's parents passed away, they had left behind a significant amount of resources, all of which he had embezzled for himself.

The man assumed Chen Zhou was unaware, but in reality, Chen Zhou knew perfectly well.

The greatest difference between him and an ordinary six-year-old was that he possessed the soul of an adult.

Therefore, even though he had suffered from the same inability to see or hear clearly as any other infant since birth, it had not prevented him from retaining memories.

Yet, at this moment, Chen Zhou did not care about any of this, for no one would bother haggling over such things with a dead man.

Of course, given his current age, he only intended to mete out a slight punishment rather than harbor a direct intent to kill and slaughter this entire branch family.

Watching the man produce a sheet of paper inscribed with terms like a "severance of kinship" agreement, Chen Zhou remained indifferent and casually signed his name.

In fact, the document likely also stated that all the resources left behind by his parents would henceforth belong to this branch family.

However, Chen Zhou was far too lazy to play games or argue with the man.

After simply finishing his bowl of noodles, he stood up calmly and turned to head back to his room.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, carrying the few sets of clothes and odds and ends he had kept, he calmly moved out of the Qiangu Clan's estate.

From this moment on, he would have no further connection to the Qiangu Clan.