Divine Capital Changluo, the central district.
In the study, Chen Qingyu opened his eyes and immediately saw his father's stern face.
"Dad."
He instinctively shrank back and smiled awkwardly.
"Good evening."
Chen Zhengxing stared straight at him, his face dark and his tone displeased.
"Good evening? Have you even looked at the time?"
"You're addicted, aren't you? You spent the entire day in the Supreme Void Dao Realm, without eating or sleeping!"
As he spoke, his tone grew sterner.
"You're only six years old. You're still growing! How can you not know what matters more?"
"The Supreme Void Dao Realm is virtual, after all. Can you keep yourself in check?"
Chen Qingyu said quietly,
"But I've already grown up..."
"You..."
Looking at his son, who looked sixteen, Chen Zhengxing's mouth twitched.
"Then what were you doing in the Supreme Void Dao Realm all day?"
Chen Qingyu smiled.
"Nothing much. I just cleared the eighth floor of the [War God Tower], that's all."
"What did you say?"
Chen Zhengxing suddenly shuddered. His eyes widened as he stared at Chen Qingyu in shock.
"The eighth floor? Are you sure?!"
He had truly been caught off guard.
He had always believed that his son cultivated too quickly. This was his greatest advantage, but also his greatest disadvantage.
For a long time, combat strength within the same realm would be Chen Qingyu's weakness.
Yet, contrary to his expectations, Chen Qingyu had overturned his imagination time and again. This time, he had even cleared the eighth floor of the [War God Tower].
Heavens! Just what kind of talent did this son of his possess? What kind of constitution??
How could he be so utterly inconceivable!!
"The eighth floor... the eighth floor!"
Chen Zhengxing drew a deep breath.
He, too, had once been young and had climbed step by step from [Blood Sea Heaven]. Of course he knew what clearing the eighth floor of the [War God Tower] meant.
He fell silent for a moment, gave Chen Qingyu a long look, and sighed.
"Forget it. I won't lecture you anymore."
"From now on, decide for yourself how much time you spend in the Supreme Void Dao Realm."
"Okay."
Chen Qingyu's eyes immediately lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.
"All right."
Chen Zhengxing smiled faintly and said gently,
"Go to bed. It's already very late."
"I'm afraid there's another fierce battle waiting for you tomorrow."
Hearing Chen Zhengxing's words, Chen Qingyu smiled as well.
"I've been looking forward to this battle for a long time, too."
He had entered the Supreme Void Dao Realm to become the strongest under heaven within his realm.
Challenging the [War God Tower], making a name for himself, defeating Chen Qinggu, and reaching the top of the War God Rankings had all been steps toward that goal.
He had waited a long time for this battle.
Come on!
He turned to glance at the bright moonlight, a trace of fighting spirit rising in his eyes.
Zhou Chenlong!
Let me see which of us is truly the strongest Blood Sea Realm cultivator under heaven!
Late that night.
In a crystal palace a hundred thousand zhang beneath the vast East Sea.
"Ah..."
A little girl wearing a golden palace dress, with two translucent dragon horns on her forehead, opened her eyes and yawned.
"It's already so late. I didn't even notice."
"Your Highness."
A maid in blue beside her reminded her quietly,
"You've exceeded your allotted time in the Supreme Void Dao Realm again today."
"You should go to bed, or His Majesty the Dragon King will lose his temper again tomorrow."
"Tch!"
The little girl curled her lip.
"He has the nerve to lose his temper?"
"If he hadn't stopped me, I'd have gone to [Divine Capital Changluo] long ago, found that Chen Shaojun, and given him a beating."
Hearing this, the maid in blue said softly,
"His Majesty the Dragon King is only thinking of your safety."
The little girl snorted.
"But he keeps me cooped up in the dragon palace every day. Isn't he afraid I'll go stir-crazy?"
"Not one of the little dragons in the dragon palace at my realm can put up a fight. They're all trash."
"In the Supreme Void Dao Realm, I can't beat Zhou Chenlong, and I can't beat that wretched girl Chang Qianjiao either. Chen Qinggu and Li Changhe are too weak."
"I finally found a suitable opponent, but he turned out to be a coward who doesn't dare accept my challenge..."
A deep, commanding voice suddenly rang through the air.
"Have you finished complaining?"
"Do you know what time it is? Why aren't you asleep?"
"Don't you know you're still growing?"
The maid in blue's expression changed, and she hurriedly knelt.
"Your Majesty."
The little girl sprang to her feet and said loudly,
"Then find a way to pressure the Chen Clan of Changluo into making Chen Shaojun accept my challenge tomorrow, and I'll go straight to bed like a good girl."
"You..."
The commanding voice sighed, a hint of helplessness entering its tone.
"Enough. From now on, forget about challenging Chen Shaojun."
Hearing this, the little girl frowned.
"Why? Don't tell me the Chen Clan threatened you, Father..."
"You're overthinking it."
The commanding voice rang out.
"Chen Shaojun has already cleared the eighth floor of the War God Tower in [Blood Sea Heaven]. He stands shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Chenlong, looking down upon all Blood Sea Realm cultivators under heaven."
"You're nowhere near his match, so don't invite humiliation."
"What?"
The little girl's eyes widened in astonishment.
"The eighth floor? No way..."
She found it somewhat hard to accept.
The opponent she had been so eagerly longing to fight had suddenly transformed into someone who stood completely above her?
So all this time, Chen Shaojun hadn't accepted my challenge because he couldn't be bothered with me?
"Damn!"
After holding it in for a long while, she cursed.
"Why are there so many freaks in this world..."
At the same time.
In another residence in the central district of Divine Capital Changluo.
Bang, bang, bang!
Someone pounded hard on the bedroom door. Several figures stood outside, calling impatiently,
"Cousin Qinggu! Cousin Qinggu! Wake up!"
Awakened by the noise, Chen Qinggu rolled over and sat up.
"What's going on?"
He got out of bed in his underclothes and pushed open the bedroom door, finding Chen Qingju and several others outside.
Chen Qinggu immediately frowned, displeasure showing on his face as his voice turned slightly cold.
"What are you doing? Is something wrong with you?"
Over the past few days, he had devoted himself entirely to arduous cultivation, striving to break through to the Golden Bridge Realm as soon as possible. He had not even entered the Supreme Void Dao Realm, and went to bed early each day, utterly exhausted.
These people knew his condition, yet still disturbed him in the middle of the night. He was quite annoyed, and his words were no longer polite.
"Please forgive me, Third Young Master..."
The old servant beside them repeatedly apologized.
"I failed to stop Miss Qingju and the others. They said something earth-shaking had happened and insisted on coming to see you in person..."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Chen Qinggu froze for a moment.
"Something earth-shaking? What happened?"
Chen Qingju drew a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly.
"Just now, Chen Shaojun entered the [War God Tower] late at night and cleared the eighth floor, shaking the world!"
"He's already ascended the divine pedestal and stands shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Chenlong..."
"What?"
Chen Qinggu was so shocked that he was completely stunned.