Chapter 45: Father’s Joy

Qin Ming strode over to the two-thousand-jin bluestone again and lifted it with all his might.

"Yah!" Using every ounce of his strength, Qin Ming finally lifted it.

"It seems that without using Spiritual Qi, my physical limit is around two thousand jin.

A typical ninth-level Martial Warrior only has a thousand jin of strength; I am twice as strong as them.

The Primordial Chaos Technique is indeed an excellent Cultivation Technique; I certainly didn't choose wrong."

One must know that Qin Ming has only undergone one Reincarnation so far; by the tenth time, his strength will surely be far greater than other Martial Artists.

In addition to his great strength, Qin Ming's physical defense has also significantly increased.

"If I practice until the tenth time, I probably won't feel a thing even if a regular ninth-level Martial Warrior hits me."

Qin Ming touched his skin and muttered.

The Primordial Chaos Technique is invincible at the same level.

As for whether he could challenge those at a higher level, Qin Ming felt that by the tenth time, it should be possible.

Straightening his clothes, Qin Ming strode out.

"Young Master, the Master is waiting for you in the study!"

A servant of the Qin Family had been waiting outside for a long time. Seeing Qin Ming come out, he hurried to bow and speak.

"Looking for me?" Qin Ming smiled. "Alright, I'll go right now."

"Father, what did you want to see me about?" Qin Ming asked, pushing open the study door and looking at Qin Father sitting in a chair.

Hearing the sound, Qin Father put away the book he was reading and said:

"Minger, you're here! I heard you spent the whole night at your master's place yesterday. Were you learning Alchemy with him?"

"Yes!" Qin Ming said, suppressing a smile.

He didn't expect his father to be concerned about this. He would have liked to learn Alchemy from his master, but the old man had nothing to teach him!

"Good, good!" Hearing Qin Ming's affirmative answer, Qin Yuan was overjoyed. He then looked at Qin Ming nervously and asked:

"Then how is your talent for Alchemy?"

"My talent for Alchemy…" Qin Ming tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said:

"My talent for Alchemy is decent. Master said my Spiritual Root is a top-grade hidden fire spiritual root, with strong control over flames, making it very suitable for Alchemy.

I can even refine first-grade qi refining pills now!"

"Really?" Qin Yuan stood up from his chair in excitement. "Come! Follow me to the ancestral hall."

"Today isn't any special day, why go to the ancestral hall?" Qin Ming asked, puzzled.

"Since my son has such talent, we must of course tell the ancestors and let them share in the joy."

Qin Yuan said with a hearty laugh.

Soon, Qin Yuan and Qin Ming changed into black robes and arrived at the Qin Family's ancestral hall.

"Qin Ming, these are the ancestors who fought for our Qin Family. We worship them every year, so I'm sure they are no stranger to you."

Stranger? How could they not be? After all, I haven't been here for over ten thousand years.

In my past life, the Qin Family was destroyed and the ancestral hall was ruined. Even if I wanted to pay my respects, there was no way.

"Come, worship with me." Qin Yuan knelt on a cushion in front of the ancestral hall.

Qin Ming followed suit. Although he was a Pill God, he was still willing to kneel before his ancestors.

After all, even if he reached the realm of a Pill God, he was still a son of the Qin Family, with the blood of the Qin Family flowing through him.

"Ancestors, today I, Qin Yuan, have joyful news to share with you.

Thank you for your protection over the years. A member of our Qin Family has become an Alchemist.

Now, I have brought him here to see you. I hope your spirits in heaven will continue to protect us."

After finishing, Qin Yuan kowtowed several times to the ancestors.

At this moment, Qin Yuan didn't have the slightest bit of dignity as a family head; he was just like a child.