Never Mind a Good Son, He Was Downright Unfilial

"Mu'er, who is this?"

Qi Zhan glanced at the person who spoke and asked Zhou Mu.

"Father, these are powerful figures from the Xia Clan. They are the ones who brought me here," Zhou Mu replied.

"Xia Clan."

Qi Zhan's heart stirred slightly.

Those who can use their surname as a clan name are mostly people with considerable power.

Judging from their current demeanor, they don't seem to be coming on strong.

So, perhaps the relationship between them is still acceptable.

He doesn't know any more information, and now he can only rely on guesswork and experience to fill the gaps.

After all, she was counting on this son she'd picked up for free to be filial to her, so she couldn't let the truth out.

Qi Zhan nodded and followed Zhou Mu and the Xia Clan experts onto the flying boat.

"So they've really accepted Zhou Mu as their son?"

Inside the flying boat, Lu Changzhi's expression was strange.

Thinking about it for a moment, it wasn't surprising, since Qi Zhan didn't have the original owner's memories.

Otherwise, if they knew, they probably wouldn't have acknowledged Zhou Mu.

"Now we're really on a sinking ship."

Watching Qi Zhan board the flying boat, Lu Changzhi secretly shook his head.

He didn't know much about the Xia Clan, but based on his previous encounter in the secret realm, his impression of them wasn't very good.

If their intentions are good and they are after the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, then it could be considered an opportunity.

Otherwise, Qi Zhan would probably be in for a lot of trouble.

On the other side, Qi Zhan had already sat down on the flying boat.

"You must be the Saint King of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty."

After they were seated, the Xia Clan expert spoke up.

Qi Zhan nodded, but before he could speak, the other party continued:

"However, judging from your aura, why is it so weak and unstable? Could it be...?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhan coughed lightly and said helplessly:

"We've encountered some trouble, but thankfully, it shouldn't be long before things recover."

"I see."

The Xia Clan expert nodded, then said:

"I happen to have some healing medicine on hand, and since your son has rendered meritorious service to my Xia Clan, I will give it to you."

As they spoke, a medicinal pill flew out, its fragrance rich and its light shimmering, heading towards Qi Zhan.

Looking at the pill, Qi Zhan was startled.

As expected, the Xia Clan is not a simple force.

The value of this elixir is quite high, and it is exactly what I can use right now.

At that moment, Qi Zhan subconsciously stretched out his arm... leg, but he couldn't bend it. He only lifted one side of his cloak, and the shape of his feet was faintly visible through the protrusion.

"Sir, what is this...?"

The Xia Clan expert's voice faltered slightly.

Qi Zhan snapped out of his daze, feeling a surge of exasperation. He quickly used his spiritual power to collect the pill, storing it in the storage ring on his toe, before saying:

"Then thank you very much."

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while.

They intentionally concealed their true intentions while knowing very little about each other, and their conversations were all superficial, yet still managed to maintain a harmonious atmosphere.

Afterwards, before Zhou Mu could even complain about the hardships of the Holy Dynasty, Qi Zhan hurriedly went to the prepared cabin under the pretext of recovery.

After confirming the contents of the medicine, Qi Zhan tilted his head back and swallowed it, beginning his recovery.

The baptism with Holy Water had a significant impact on both the body and the mind.

Just ten breaths after taking the pill, several figures suddenly entered the cabin.

Qi Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly. Sensing the awkward atmosphere, he immediately said:

"What brings you here, sir?"

"That elixir contains a poison specially made by my Xia Clan."

The person who had been chatting earlier got straight to the point, saying:

"If you don't want to die, hand over the secrets you know and help my Xia Clan find them, otherwise..."

Qi Zhan's expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly stood up.

But in the next moment, the opponent released his aura, which was close to that of a peak Saint King, and forcefully pressed Qi Zhan down.

Qi Zhan's expression immediately turned grim, and then, as if remembering something, he asked:

"You say Mu'er has rendered meritorious service to your Xia Clan, what merit is it?"

Upon hearing this, the other party immediately laughed:

"This credit, naturally, comes from finding you."

Qi Zhan's heart sank suddenly, and in the next moment, a flame of anger flared up inside him.

As always, you get what you pay for, and getting something for free is even more dangerous.

What kind of son is this? Forget about being a good son, he's clearly not a human being at all.

Even if he's a fake father, at least he didn't give himself away. You can't just betray your father like this!

For a moment, Qi Zhan's heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

"Speak, tell me all the secrets you know."

The Xia Clan expert emphasized again, accompanied by a surge of energy and a sudden increase in pressure.

Qi Zhan out of his daze and immediately said in a fit of rage:

"I'm a fake, what secrets could I possibly know? If you want secrets, go find him!"

"Heh." The Xia Clan expert sneered.

"Isn't it a bit too late to start pretending now?"

As he spoke, he stared at Qi Zhan and gently shook his head:

"Will Li still be able to argue that you were possessed and know nothing?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhan was suddenly speechless.

This guy clearly came prepared; he's said everything he can say first, leaving me with nothing to say later.

"Everyone, I'm really not his father. You've really mistaken me for someone else."

"Hmph, still being stubborn, beat him up!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom!

"Tell me, what secrets did you learn in the Nine-Tower Secret Realm that made you decide to fake your death and escape?"

"What Nine-Tower Secret Realm? What secret? I have no idea..."

"Alright, alright, go, take both his legs off. Remember, take the bottom two."

"You! Treating me like this, what will become of me one day...?"

"Another day? Heh, don't forget, you also ingested poison from my Xia Clan. If you don't speak up today, another day will be your death anniversary!"

"You!"

Qi Zhan was furious.

He was greedy for small gains but suffered big losses; he shouldn't have picked up this son!

No, it's that he shouldn't have come for this Holy Water baptism!

Given his current condition, if he were to lose both legs, with such severe injuries, he wouldn't be far from death.

Even now, I am still unable to escape the influence of this physical body.

Anger is anger, and rage is rage.

Finally, Qi Zhan hurriedly said:

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

The Xia Clan expert raised his hand, a hint of amusement in his voice:

"It seems you're quite pragmatic. So, tell me, what secret did you obtain?"

Qi Zhan took a deep breath, struggled freeing his legs from their grasp, and said:

"It's some information, about..."

"About what?"

"There is a place where a dragon's bones are buried, and from there, one might find the dragon's bones and blood, or even its soul..."

From the moment Qi Zhan boarded the flying boat to the time he was brutally beaten and eventually cooperated with the attack, a considerable amount of time had passed.

Below, the Holy Water baptism continues in full swing.

Figures moved in and out, and the liveliness in the Holy Water showed no signs of abating.

Among the crowd, countless people craned their necks in anticipation, their spirits much higher than before.

After so much time has passed, now, finally, it's hopeful that it will be their turn, for ordinary cultivators like them.

"Finally, it's my turn to go on stage!"

The token in Luo Zhen's hand emitted a warm light. He looked up at the Winged Bird, then took a deep breath and walked towards the location of the Holy Water.