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A secret basement in the back mountain of the Qin family.

In front of the stone table, Qin Zhentian and Qin Nan sat facing each other.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Qin Zhentian had a serious expression.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Nan touched her head and smiled lightly.

"Okay, you little bastard, are you still playing riddles with me?"

"What else could it be?"

"Of course it's your cultivation."

"When did you recover?"

Qin Zhentian asked eagerly.

"Oh, you said this, just now, recently, recently."

Qin Nan stammered.

"recent?"

"just?"

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"From the third level of the samurai to the peak of the ninth level of Wuhou?"

"Even if you take magic medicine every day, you may not be able to do it!"

"Say, tell the truth!"

Qin Zhentian knocked Qin Nan on the head.

"One, a year ago, almost a year ago."

Qin Nan knew that this matter could not be prevaricated casually, so he simply lied.

"Well, according to your previous qualifications, it's possible."

"Hey, that's right, why did you suddenly open up your meridians and start practicing again?"

Qin Zhentian couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Three years ago, his grandson Qin Nan was already a Marquis of Wu realm, a peerless genius of the Qin family for thousands of years.

It's a pity that in order to step on that threshold as soon as possible, he was eager for success and became obsessed with practicing kung fu, which led to a regression in cultivation, blocked meridians, and almost became a cripple.

What is the reason that made Qin Nan recover again?
"Oh, it's a painful, sad story to tell!"

"Grandpa, don't believe me when I tell you."

Qin Nan beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking distressed.

"Stop rambling, speak quickly."

Qin Zhentian waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, then I can say it."

"It was a stormy night, and I, alone—"

Qin Nan very emotionally and vividly told the world-leading lies that he fabricated like a powerful and unconstrained style.

"puff--"

"what?"

"You were struck by lightning, and then, that's it?"

Qin Zhentian listened, and spewed out a mouthful of tea.

I thought this was too fucking ridiculous, right?
"Yes, that's the way it is."

"That thunder at that time was so fierce!"

"I almost got—"

Qin Nan was about to start his emotional speech again.

"Ah, go, go, go, go."

"Stop talking about it there."

"Whatever you say."

"Anyway, your cultivation base has recovered now, and this time you managed to win the year-end competition in one go. Finally, you have regained your former glory."

"Your parents are alive in heaven, so they can rest in peace."

"Our Qin family will have a real heir in the future!"

"As for the others, I won't ask any more questions. After all, everyone has their own opportunities."

Qin Zhentian waved his hand to reject Qin Nan's next high-spirited talk, and expressed his thoughts.

"Oh, thank you grandpa for your understanding."

Qin Nan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, don't say anything else."

"Nan'er, you won the championship this time, and you will be rewarded."

"You come with me."

Qin Zhentian put aside the previous topic and motioned for Qin Nan to follow him.

He got up slowly, turned around and walked towards a secret door, and gently turned the switch with his right hand.

"Squeak—" A deep passage appeared before Qin Nan's eyes.

"Come on, Nan'er, follow."

Qin Zhentian stepped in first, and Qin Nan immediately followed after seeing this.

The passage was deep and quiet, but not dark.

Every short distance, there are one or two luminous pearls inlaid on the wall for lighting.

Qin Zhentian led Qin Nan along the passage for about ten minutes, and came to another underground secret room.

This secret room is dozens of times larger than the previous one, and even the light is much brighter.

"Wow, so many!"

As soon as Qin Nan walked to the door of the secret room, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

All kinds of rare treasures, magical weapons, and precious armors were arranged in different categories, filling the entire secret room.

"These are the collections of our family for hundreds of years, which can be said to be the painstaking efforts of our ancestors."

"Look, Nan'er."

"If you like it and use it, you can take it!"

"You are the champion, you can choose three treasures!"

"After you finish choosing, it will be Xiaoman and Qin Shuai's turn. Each of them can only choose one item."

Qin Zhentian said with a smile.

But at this moment, Qin Nan didn't have much interest in listening to Qin Zhentian's nagging.

The moment he entered the secret room, he had already activated the god-level system, frantically 'copying' the many treasures in the secret room.

"Copy copy, paste paste!"

"Keep going, come again!!!"

Qin Nan walked back and forth like a horse watching flowers, and every time he passed by, he 'searched' all the treasures displayed here.

Good stuff, who would want too much?
Qin Nan couldn't stop laughing wildly in his heart. .

Qin Zhentian stood there watching Qin Nan walk around for more than ten minutes, but he couldn't choose even a suitable treasure, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

You know, even if he is the head of the Qin family, there is a time limit for opening the treasure house every time, and it can't exceed 10 minutes at most.

Once the time is up, the Chamber of Secrets will automatically eject them.

"Nan'er, hurry up, why haven't you chosen yet?"

"Only a few minutes left!"

Qin Zhentian reminded again.

"what?"

"what?"

"Oh, grandpa, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Qin Nan pretended to be surprised and complained.

"I've said it several times, you ignore me."

"Hmph, I really don't know what you're thinking!"

Qin Zhentian pouted his beard.

"Oh, I'm just kind of dazzled by so much good stuff."

"Well then, I'll just pick one at random."

"Well, that's it."

Qin Nan casually picked up a black short stick.

"it?"

"you sure?"

"No more good choices?"

"You want weapons, there are a lot of them!"

"Look, the seven-star Longyuan sword, the sky-shaking knife, the dragon-patterned spear, and the Fangtian painted halberd."

"Which one is bad?"

"Why did you choose this short stick?"

Qin Zhentian was a little anxious.

This little bastard really wants to make me mad.

"No, Grandpa."

"I think this short stick is very good, it matches me very well!"

"Besides, isn't it convenient to use this to blackmail?"

"Hey, it's almost time, let's go, let's go out first!"

Qin Nan smiled and held the short stick in one hand, and dragged Qin Zhentian out with the other.

His heart has long been happy.

He didn't pick this Wujin short stick randomly, but he chose it purposefully after systematic reminders.

Through the perception of the god-level system, Qin Nan already knew that this short stick was extremely extraordinary, and it was an extremely rare magic weapon in the Tianwu Continent.

Moreover, due to the system's copy function, he now has two!