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Seeing this scene, all the underworld spies who were secretly watching the battle were terrified and broke out in a cold sweat!

They clearly felt that terrifying power that disregarded everything and held the power of life and death.

They fully understood that after this seclusion, Hades' strength had reached a completely new level that they could not comprehend and even felt suffocated by looking up at him!

To be his enemy will only lead to eternal silence!

Many race leaders who had previously wavered or even secretly contacted the Phoenix Clan secretly rejoiced, wiping their foreheads with cold sweat, and ordered that generous gifts be prepared immediately and sent to the Wolf Clan to apologize.

The Phoenix warriors, having lost their leader, had long since lost all will to fight. Like walking corpses, with empty eyes, they abandoned their armor and fled in panic from this despairing battlefield that they would never forget.

All that remained was a scene of utter devastation and a row of terrifying stone statues.

The Phoenix Clan's second rebellion ended in such a disastrous way, at the most painful cost.

The row of kneeling stone statues beside the stone bridge will stand there for a long time, enduring wind and rain, sun and rain, silently but deafeningly proclaiming the final fate of those who oppose Hades!

This is the will of Hades, which cannot be disobeyed. Those who disobey will kneel in eternal submission!

Chapter 23 If someone offends me, I will retaliate!

In the days that followed, the atmosphere in the underworld became quite subtle.

On one hand, there was the lingering chill of the Phoenix Clan's rebellion; on the other hand, there was an irrepressible surge of joy and warmth throughout the Underworld, thanks to the King of the Underworld's newborn daughter.

Qin Chuan naturally didn't bother with those races that were ambiguous in their attitude and opportunistic during the rebellion, leaving them all to the Lion King to handle and discipline.

He knew perfectly well that these races might share the same thoughts as the Phoenix Clan.

Otherwise, why didn't they warn the wolf clan beforehand when they learned of the Phoenix Clan's unusual movements?

They simply want to sit back and watch the outcome, wait for an opportunity to act, and then profit from the situation when both sides are exhausted.

However, the joy of becoming a father for the first time, like the gentlest moonlight, quietly softened his ruthless heart, and indeed made his cold and murderous intent fade away quite a bit.

Looking at Xiao Tianyu's pure and innocent sleeping face, he felt that perhaps he should leave more room for the underworld.

As long as these races behave themselves in the future, he won't bother to investigate further and cause more bloodshed; he'll just consider it a way to bring peace to his daughter.

Therefore, the envoys from various tribes who came trembling with fear and carrying heavy gifts to plead guilty or express their loyalty only met the stern-faced, businesslike Lion King.

Qin Chuan, on the other hand, stayed by Phoenix and Xiao Tianyu's side, enjoying this hard-won, warm and peaceful family bliss.

The outside world seemed to be shut out from that palace.

Inside the palace, the luminous pearl emitted a soft glow.

Qin Chuan gently stroked his daughter's soft, delicate face, feeling both love and pity for Fenghuang, as well as a hint of lingering fear and reproach.

"If I had known you were pregnant earlier, I would have waited until after you gave birth to discuss even the most important matters."

Before he went into seclusion, he was unaware that their child was quietly growing inside the phoenix's body, a negligence that still makes him feel uneasy to this day.

Phoenix nestled beside him, enveloped in a soft maternal glow, gazing tenderly at her daughter, and whispered:

“I know you have lofty aspirations and heavy burdens on your shoulders. The gestation period of my Phoenix Clan is long, and if you knew this, it would only add to your worries and become a burden. You are the King of the Underworld, and your vision should be focused on the entire Underworld, not just our little family.”

Her voice was soft, yet it carried the unwavering determination to take responsibility for her choice.

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan firmly shook his head, then reached out and embraced her and her daughter tightly. His embrace was warm and firm, as if it could shield them from all the storms of the world.

“Nonsense. Without you, what meaning would this vast underworld have for me? It would be nothing more than cold authority and a vast but lifeless land. Now, all I want is to be with you and watch our Tianyu grow up slowly.”

A surge of warmth and emotion welled up in Phoenix's heart, almost bringing her to tears, but she chuckled on the surface, saying with a hint of teasing and affection:

“Then my husband, you’d better be prepared. We really will have to watch Tianyu grow up ‘slowly’.”

She explained in a soft voice, a strange pride in her tone:

“Not only is the gestation period of my Phoenix Clan long, but the growth period is also far longer than that of ordinary races. Other races count one year as one year, but my clan needs ten years to count one year. My bloodline seems to be more prominent in Tianyu’s body, so it must be true. It will probably be several hundred years before she grows up and becomes a graceful young woman.”

Qin Chuan was not too surprised after hearing this.

He traveled to various realms and encountered many strange races, with varying lifespans and growth cycles.

He lowered his head and kissed his daughter's delicate cheek, his eyes filled with boundless doting affection and patience, and smiled:

"It's alright, we have plenty of time. Watching her change little by little is also a pleasure."

However, although he was immersed in the warmth of his family, Qin Chuan did not completely isolate himself from the outside world.

His true self stayed with his wife and daughter, enjoying this solid happiness, while a particle clone that embodied a portion of his will and power quietly departed from the underworld, transforming into an invisible stream of light that traversed the cosmic barrier to deal with some matters he had long been concerned about.

For example, there's Fengying, the little disciple he took in in the Holy Realm of the Seventh Parallel Universe.

That child, who possessed the blood of the underworld, yet was born in a land that revered light.

Judging by the time, she should be at the age where she can formally begin her cultivation and face the extraordinary destiny that is destined for her.

Qin Chuan's particle clone crossed the barrier of parallel universes and once again set foot in that eternally snow-covered holy realm, appearing in the small village he had been away from for ten years.

Time seems to stand still here.

The village hasn't changed much compared to ten years ago; it's still covered in snow, with simple houses and a clean, crisp atmosphere in the air.

As soon as he stepped into the village, he saw a scene that almost overlapped with his memory.

Village Chief Feng Xue, with a few more barely noticeable strands of white hair at his temples, was still meticulously leading a group of children in basic physical training on the cleared land, his breath lingering in the air.

However, one figure stood out from the group of children.

It was a little girl, thinner and smaller than her peers, wearing a simple but warm cotton coat. On her exposed neck and small hands, there were obvious dark patches that stood out from the surrounding snow-white environment.

She is none other than Fengying.

Because of her unusual appearance, she was subtly excluded from the circle by the other children.

Although she performed each movement with utmost seriousness and effort, she was still unable to fit into that circle, and her small figure appeared lonely and forlorn in the cold wind.

Fortunately, from the occasional glance she casts at her father in the snow, one can see complete dependence and affection.

Clearly, her parents' love and her brother Fengyao's affection were important barriers against the coldness of the outside world, allowing her to still retain an unextinguished flame of warmth in her heart. However, the loneliness of lacking playmates of the same age was still hard to hide.

Qin Chuan concealed himself, like an invisible breeze, silently observing everything without immediately disturbing Feng Xue.

After the exercise, Fengxue, as the village chief, still had many matters to attend to, so he gave the children a few words of advice and then left.

The children scattered and went off to find playmates.

Fengying remained alone in the open space, her toes unconsciously grinding against the snow, appearing somewhat lost.

At this moment, the mischievous kids who were always up to no good exchanged glances and surrounded Feng Ying with ill intent, pointing at him and saying increasingly offensive and sarcastic things.

"Ugly freak! Stay away from us, you're bad luck!"

"Black-spotted monster, nobody wants you! Get out of our village!"

Malicious words, like cold raindrops mixed with snowflakes, pelted Feng Ying's heart.

She lowered her head, her small hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force, her thin shoulders trembling slightly, her eyes quickly reddening, and tears welling up in her large eyes, threatening to spill over.

She seemed to have gotten used to this bullying, only using silence and forbearance to build a fragile defense.

Just as her tears were about to fall, blurring her vision, a calm and gentle, yet strangely comforting, unfamiliar voice rang clearly in her ear:

“Crying won’t do any good. Tears won’t earn respect; they’ll only embolden the bullies. Only when you beat them until they cry will they know the pain and shut up.”

Feng Ying suddenly raised her head, and through her teary eyes, she saw a big brother dressed in black armor, wearing a dark patterned cloak, with an extraordinary temperament, completely different from this icy world, standing beside her at some point.

He stood there, as if even the surrounding light had calmed down.

She even doubted that she had heard correctly. Her parents and brother had always taught her to be kind and patient, and how could she hit someone?

Looking at her confused, aggrieved, and somewhat incredulous face, Qin Chuan continued his instruction, his voice low but each word clear and distinct, etching itself into her heart like a brand:

"Remember, if people treat me with courtesy, I will treat them with courtesy in return. But if people offend me, deceive me, or insult me, then there is no need to be polite. I will retaliate in kind and let them know that you are not someone to be trifled with. Your strength should be used to protect yourself, not to retreat in desperation."

These words, like a sharp flash of lightning in the darkness, instantly illuminated Feng Ying's bewildered and repressed heart.

She seemed to understand something; under the constant teachings of patience, a suppressed instinct deep within her blood was awakened.

She forcefully wiped away the tears in her eyes, and an unprecedented determination appeared on her small face—an expression of having found her direction.

The next moment, amidst the astonished and even mocking gazes of those bratty kids, the little girl who had always been bullied by them and never dared to fight back, suddenly charged forward like a leopard that had been completely enraged!

As a future super beast warrior, Feng Ying possesses underworld blood flowing through her body, granting her superhuman strength and reaction speed—far beyond what ordinary children from the Holy Realm can compare to.

She used both fists and feet, her movements seemingly chaotic yet powerful and swift, creating a whooshing sound.

Before long, she had beaten those brats who had led the insults against her until they were crying for their parents, their faces bruised and swollen. They then fled in terror, running away much faster than when they came.

Soon, only Feng Ying, slightly panting and with her chest still heaving, and Qin Chuan, standing with his hands behind his back and an approving expression, remained on the open space.

Feng Ying calmed her rapid breathing and walked up to Qin Chuan. Her face still had a blush from the "battle" and a trace of fierceness that hadn't faded, but her eyes were much clearer.

She looked up and said sincerely, "Thank you, big brother! You taught me the principle of 'I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will retaliate...'"

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Chuan interrupted her with a smile, looking at her with his deep gaze: "No, call me Master."

"Master...Master?"

Fengying was stunned, blinking her large, still moist eyes, somewhat unable to react, her small mouth slightly open.

She suddenly remembered that her parents and brother often mentioned that she had a master she had never met, an extraordinary and powerful figure who would come to teach her at the appropriate time.

Could it be this incredibly handsome older brother who doesn't look much older than his brother?

Looking at her incredulous yet inquisitive and bewildered eyes, Qin Chuan's eyes revealed a gentle and profound expectation.

For her little apprentice, who carries the blood of the underworld and struggles to survive in the world of light, destined to experience trials and tribulations, her path, her destiny intertwined with light and darkness, has only just begun to unfold.

Chapter 24 Xuanming Black Hole

After the master and disciple recognized each other, Qin Chuan did not rush to teach Feng Ying any profound techniques or moves.

He first inquired about the condition of his other apprentice, Feng Yao.

He had already sensed that there was no trace of Feng Yao in the village.

When Fengying mentioned her idolized older brother, she immediately started talking, her little face beaming with pride, and her bright eyes seemed to be filled with starlight.

She gestured animatedly, her tone sometimes passionate, sometimes gentle. From her narration, tinged with pride and longing, Qin Chuan gained a general understanding of Feng Yao's remarkable journey over the past ten years.

With exceptional talent and the solid foundation laid by Qin Chuan in his childhood, Feng Yao has shown his brilliance over the past decade. Like a dazzling new star, he has risen with unstoppable momentum, illuminating the sky of the younger generation in the Holy Realm.