Mortal: The Number One playboy of the Chaotic Star Sea

Chapter 68 The Mysterious Old Horse from the Upper Realm

Qing Sanyang frowned.

His own foolish son is fine, but his constant lying is really asking for a beating.

"Snapped!"

A hard slap sent Qingfeng spinning 360 degrees.

"Are you sober yet? You're talking nonsense."

Qing Sanyang's fiery temper gave Qing Feng no time to explain.

In his eyes, Qingfeng was a good-for-nothing spendthrift who squandered all the spirit stones!

"Dad... wait a minute, I'm telling the truth, I'm not lying to you."

"As long as I set up the altar and offer the spirit stones, that senior from the upper realm will unleash his supreme divine power!"

Qingfeng rubbed his face and said.

Fortunately, he had cultivated his body, so he had a thick skin.

"You brat, still lying! I think you're possessed!"

Seeing that his son was unrepentant and still talking nonsense, Qing Sanyang was about to slap him a few more times.

"Father! I know you're improving the 'Azure Sun Thunderfire Technique,' and you want to incorporate the 'Heaven-Supporting Demonic Art' into it, right?"

As Qingfeng spoke, his spiritual energy began to surge, his muscles tensed, and his body became strong and tall.

Qing Sanyang's eyes widened. His son knew the "Heavenly Demon Skill"?

He even cultivated to the point of minor success!

"The Lesser Completion stage of the Heaven-Supporting Demonic Art? No, this is the pinnacle of the Core Formation stage!"

Then, something even more shocking happened.

Qingfeng put away the "Heavenly Demon Art" and began to circulate the "Azure Sun Thunderfire Technique," which was also at the minor completion level.

In other words, his foolish son had mastered the entire Core Formation Technique and was extremely proficient in it.

Then... a fragmentary copy of the *Mysterious Yin Technique*... the *Thousand Bamboo Puppet Technique*... the *Demon Eye Technique*...

Qingfeng demonstrated all his martial arts techniques to Qing Sanyang.

"You brat... how could you possibly know so many martial arts techniques?"

Qing Sanyang couldn't believe it.

Is this still his own foolish son?

However, that wasn't the end of it; what happened next surprised him even more.

Qingfeng took out his natal magic weapon—the Golden Thunder Fire Sword.

Upon seeing the golden lightning, Qing Sanyang was stunned for a moment.

How many Golden Thunder Bamboos would it take to refine this magical artifact containing so much exorcising divine thunder?!

As a veteran of lightning magic, he knew all too well the power of the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon.

Seeing his father's stunned expression, Qingfeng pressed his advantage.

"Dad, I know all of this may seem absurd and unrealistic."

But it's true, I can communicate with powerful cultivators in the upper realms!

"If you don't believe me, you can give me some spirit stones, and I'll set up an altar right now for you to see."

Qingfeng said seriously.

Seeing that his son didn't seem to be faking it, Qing Sanyang pondered for a moment and then tossed a storage bag to Qing Feng.

As a veteran monster in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he still didn't believe it, thinking that there must be something fake here, and that his son might have been fooled.

After obtaining the spirit stones, Qingfeng pretended to take them out and began to build an altar.

He was muttering strange phrases like "Good morning, please pick up your car," "Thank you," and "Fuck you."

Seeing his son acting like a charlatan, Qing Sanyang couldn't help but probe him with his divine sense, but found nothing unusual.

"Dad, look carefully, this is a bamboo shoot from a Thunder Bamboo."

As long as I communicate with that being from the upper realm, I can offer the spirit stones to him.

He could then use his supreme divine power to transform this Heavenly Thunder Bamboo shoot into a ten-thousand-year-old Golden Thunder Bamboo.

Qingfeng said confidently.

Looking at his rambling son, Qing Sanyang clearly didn't believe it.

What hasn't he seen, being a big shot in the Yuan Dynasty?

How could there possibly be such a supreme supernatural power as to transform Heavenly Thunder Bamboo shoots into Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Thunder Bamboo...

He activated his full divine sense, enveloping the entire space. No subtle change could escape his perception.

However, the Spirit Stone Altar has disappeared!

He didn't sense any spatial fluctuations; he wasn't put into a storage bag, but rather vanished into thin air, right before his eyes!

And the bamboo shoots of that day, right in front of him, instantly transformed into a thick, ancient golden bamboo!

"This is impossible! This!"

Qing Sanyang felt that his understanding had been challenged.

The bamboo shoot, with a snap, transformed into a thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo!?

This is outrageous!

Qing Sanyang took the Golden Thunder Bamboo in his hand and examined it carefully, not missing a single bamboo node or leaf.

"It's...it's really the Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Thunder Bamboo! It's real! What an unparalleled divine power this is!"

Qing Sanyang was so shocked that his whole body was trembling.

He then looked up at Qingfeng, his eyes filled with an unprecedented solemnity.

"Whoosh!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Qing Sanyang caused the light barrier, which was originally just for soundproofing, to suddenly thicken, completely sealing off the entire backyard.

"father?"

Qingfeng was startled by his father's sudden serious demeanor.

"Feng'er, listen to me carefully. You must remember every word I'm about to say."

Your ability to contact a powerful cultivator from the upper realm and receive supreme divine power is an extraordinary stroke of luck.

If even the slightest word gets out, let alone the Nascent Soul stage monsters and powerful demons of the Chaotic Star Sea...

Even those legendary Nascent Soul cultivators, who are said to be elusive and rarely seen, will swarm here like sharks smelling blood!

After confirming that it was temporarily safe, Qing Sanyang took a breath, condensed his voice into a single line, and transmitted it directly into Qing Feng's sea of ​​consciousness to ensure that there was absolutely no possibility of leakage.

After confirming that it was temporarily safe, Qing Sanyang took a breath, condensed his voice into a single line, and transmitted it directly into Qing Feng's sea of ​​consciousness to ensure that there was absolutely no possibility of leakage.

"Yes, son understands!"

Qingfeng nodded quickly.

Qing Sanyang pondered for a moment, his eyes flickering, clearly thinking rapidly about something.

He looked at the ancient golden thunder bamboo in his hand, and then at the green maple.

"What is the name of that being from the upper realm? What are the rules or requirements for contacting you?"

Besides spirit stones, are any other offerings needed?

Qing Sanyang asked a series of questions.

"This...that being, no specific name has been given, but he said his surname is Ma."

There is no fixed pattern to the connection; I can only sense him when I have a strong desire and have prepared enough spirit stones for offering.

I have been in contact with that senior Ma for many years, and it seems that he only needs to offer spirit stones.

Once the spirit stone altar is set up, Senior Ma will bestow his blessings and guidance upon your cultivation.

Or, like before, if the spirit stones I offer please him, he might unleash a supreme divine power to help me accelerate the ripening of my spiritual plants.

Qingfeng's explanation is half true and half false.

"..."

Hearing his son's words, Qing Sanyang was momentarily dazed. He considered himself to be a powerful figure in the Chaotic Star Sea, having dominated the region for hundreds of years.

As it turned out, he was just a frog in a well, so insignificant.

Just how powerful and terrifying is that Senior Ma from the Upper Realm?

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Seeing his father so distraught, Qingfeng asked with some confusion.

"Alas, the path of cultivation is endless. I, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, have been far too arrogant and complacent."

Qing Sanyang sighed.

"Hehe, Dad, you're underestimating yourself. In my opinion, you're reflecting on your actions and realizing your own mistakes."

It is a state of mind that has matured, a great master who forever cherishes the heart of a student!

Qingfeng flattered him.

"You little rascal, where did you learn to be so glib?"

A slight smile appeared on Qing Sanyang's face.

With his son's ability to communicate with the upper realm, he has a chance to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, advance to the Divine Transformation stage... and even ascend to the upper realm.