Mortal: The Number One playboy of the Chaotic Star Sea

"Snapped!"

Qingfeng was slapped hard across the face by his father, which sent him spinning 360 degrees to the ground.

"You're always causing me trouble. I'll deal with you when we get back to the sect."

Qing Sanyang glanced at his son's blood-soaked shoulder, then looked at the others.

He had witnessed everyone's resistance and had arrived here long before the airship crashed onto the deserted island.

"Hmph, I always told you to practice diligently, but you never listened. Have you learned your lesson this time?"

Qing Sanyang scanned Qing Feng with his divine sense, and after confirming that his son was alright, he raised his hand and waved.

Several healing pills were administered to Qingfeng, Yuanyao, Yanli, Wang Heng, Han Li, and others.

Stunned by the attack, Qingfeng felt the excruciating pain in his shoulder wound lessen considerably.

Yuan Yao and the other two women looked much better.

Although Wang Heng had not yet woken up, his breathing had clearly stabilized.

"Many thanks to Master Sanyang for saving my life!"

Zhou Yuan, holding Xiao Wang Ning's hand, quickly bowed in greeting.

Han Li also bowed his head and clasped his hands in greeting.

If Qingfeng hadn't protected him earlier, he probably would have been turned into an idiot by now by Jiyin's soul-searching technique.

Qing Sanyang is a strict father in front of his son.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he is the Three Yang Master, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Qing Sanyang nodded, and lightning gathered beneath his feet, transforming into a thundercloud.

With a flick of his sleeve, he led everyone along.

"Walk."

The thunderclouds, carrying everyone, transformed into a streak of azure lightning, vanishing into the horizon in an instant.

Kui Xing Island

After Lei Peng was released, the Sixth Elder of the Star Palace finally arrived and fought with him in order to suppress Lei Peng again.

In the end, both sides suffered heavy losses. Lei Peng fled with injuries, while the Sixth Elder was also seriously injured and unable to continue the pursuit.

The destruction of the magic array on Kui Xing Island created a loophole in the isolation array of the twenty-four islands of the Star Palace.

A large number of monsters from the outer sea poured into the inner sea through the breach and began to hunt the humans in the inner sea.

The repercussions of this incident are only just beginning to spread.

……

Extreme Yin Island

"That old scoundrel Sanyang! He's gone too far!"

Ji Yin covered his head and climbed out of the black coffin where he had been in seclusion.

His divine sense of arrival was destroyed by Qing Sanyang, which also affected his physical body.

"Just wait, once I've mastered the Heavenly Corpse Flame and advanced to the mid-Nascent Soul stage, I'll definitely refine you all into corpse puppets!"

After a fit of impotent rage in its lair, the Extreme Yin Nest transformed into a dark green poisonous cloud and flew over Extreme Yin Island.

He wanted to activate the island's protective formation before the old scoundrel Sanyang attacked.

That scoundrel's temperament is just like that of a shrew.

If they really come looking for trouble, we'll beat them up and destroy half of the Yin Island before we stop.

"Huh? The clown isn't dead? Not bad, that old bastard Sanyang didn't go too far."

Just as Ji Yin activated the grand formation, he received a message from Wu Chou.

Ji Yin was somewhat surprised that his possession medium was still alive; he had been prepared to collect his grandson's body.

Just as Qing Sanyang said, it was a great misfortune for Wu Chou to be reborn into the Yin family and become their grandson.

Compared to the Qingyang Sect's emphasis on paternal love and filial piety, the Jiyin Island lineage truly embodies the ideal of "paternal love and filial piety."

It is a tradition of the Extreme Yin Island for disciples to kill their masters.

"Junior Brother Jixuan's successor... I don't believe you can stay in Qingyang Sect forever without coming out."

"Clown, once you've healed, bring that person back to me!"

Ji Yin used his divine sense to transmit the information to Wu Chou, who was determined to capture Han Li.

"Mysterious Bone, Extremely Dazzling, Blood Jade Spider... Void Heaven Cauldron, hahaha!"

With a sinister look in his eyes, he knew that if he could obtain the treasures inside the Void Heaven Cauldron, he would crush the Qingyang Sect and the Star Palace under his feet.

Ancestor, save me!

While Ji Yin was lost in his own fantasy, Wu Chou, whose arms had been crippled, sent a distress signal.

He was surrounded by several rogue cultivators who wanted to kill him and steal his treasure.

When Ji Yin received the news, his face turned ashen, as if he had eaten excrement.

"waste!"

……

A month later.

Fire Sun Island, Green Sun Gate.

Inside the main hall at the top of Qingfeng Mountain, Qingfeng looked down at his toes.

His former arrogant and spoiled behavior was completely gone, and he acted like a well-behaved child.

"Hehe, Dad, did you call me?"

Qingfeng glanced at Qing Sanyang sitting on the futon and grinned foolishly.

"Has your injury healed?"

Qing Sanyang squinted.

"You've recovered well, there's nothing wrong with you, and you're in great health!"

As he spoke, Qingfeng gestured with his biceps.

Looking at his son's strange behavior, Qing Sanyang frowned slightly.

While treating Qingfeng's injuries, he had already examined his body and soul.

Qingfeng, who was in the early stage of Core Formation, had no secrets under his inspection.

His good-for-nothing son was not possessed; Qingfeng was still the same Qingfeng.

"Your injury has healed, right?"

With a flick of his finger, Qing Sanyang unleashed a bolt of lightning that lashed out at Qing Feng's buttocks like a whip.

"Ouch!"

Caught off guard, Qingfeng cried out in pain.

His buttocks first felt numb, then a burning pain followed.

"Dad! I was wrong, please don't hit me! Please don't hit me!"

Qingfeng immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

Seeing his son's familiar sliding knee, Qing Sanyang's lips unconsciously curled up slightly.

Seeing that his father had finally broken down, Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did you do wrong? Aren't you supposed to be pretty capable?"

A mere early-stage Core Formation cultivator dares to court death in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator; isn't that incredibly audacious?

How come you know you were wrong now?

If I can't get there in time, will I really have to collect your corpse?

Qing Sanyang looked at Qing Feng and became angrier the more he thought about it. He raised his hand to teach this disobedient boy a lesson.

"Father! I have something to say, don't hit me yet!"

Looking at the lightning whip that resembled the belt of seven wolves, Qingfeng felt a chill run down his spine.

"Hmph, speak up, you bastard! If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, you'll be whipped."

Qing Sanyang withdrew his hand, demanding an explanation from Qing Feng.

Seeing his father stop, Qingfeng immediately began to explain rapidly.

"Father, listen to me! I risked my life to rescue someone from the clutches of the Yin, it wasn't an impulsive act!"

That kid named Han Li, although he is only a pseudo-core cultivator and his spiritual root aptitude is poor, he is a man of strong character and has many tricks up his sleeve.

What's even more remarkable is their extraordinary luck!

I believe he is no ordinary person and will surely achieve great things in the future.

Saving his life now will make him owe us a huge favor, which will be of great benefit to our Qingyang Sect and to me in the future.

Moreover, the cultivation techniques he practices are quite unique, which is exactly what I need…”

Qingfeng spoke eloquently in front of his father.

Qing Sanyang listened to his son's profound remarks with an expressionless face, but inwardly he scoffed at them.

What potential could a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a pseudo-spiritual root have in such a cruel place as the Chaotic Star Sea?

As for the cultivation technique... Qing Sanyang thought his son was talking nonsense.

With his mid-Nascent Soul cultivation level, his treasure vault contained countless top-tier cultivation techniques and secret arts.

How could it be compared to the meager possessions of a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator?

but……

Looking at his son's serious expression, Qing Sanyang felt a slight stirring in his heart.

This good-for-nothing son of mine, who only ever caused trouble and bullied others, and who only practiced his cultivation sporadically, actually knew how to plot.

Although he saw the plan as full of loopholes and the reasons as far-fetched.

But... at least they used their brains!

Compared to the spoiled brat who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, and who always caused trouble for his son to clean up, this silly son now seems to have... made a tiny bit of progress.