Qin Chuan frowned upon hearing this. To say he still had feelings for Song Yao was unlikely. If Sister Wu hadn't mentioned her, he might have forgotten she even existed.
After five hundred years of cultivating immortality, his perspective had long surpassed what it once was. The fact that Song Yao was to become someone else's wife didn't stir any emotions in him. What concerned him was, why Qi Mingyu?
It was Qi Mingyu who caused the Qin Family to become what it was today. With this foundation, could Song Yao's engagement to Qi Mingyu be related to the harm done to his parents?
Of course, it was also possible that Qi Mingyu forced Song Yao. Whether on Earth or in the Immortal Cultivation World, the law of the jungle was an eternal truth. Only with sufficient strength could one dominate the world.
Moreover, in less than a day since Qin Chuan's return, he had learned that martial artists held a high status on Earth.
Before cultivating immortality, he had some understanding of martial artists, but not much, as he had little contact with them due to his level.
However, even with a raging fury and murderous intent inside him, Qin Chuan did not rush to confront Qi Mingyu. He had returned to Earth after dispersing his cultivation, faced nuclear missiles, and killed some martial artists on Earth, burning his Natal Essence. The most important thing now was to resume his path of immortal cultivation.
With five hundred years of cultivation experience as a foundation, starting over was nothing for Qin Chuan, much easier than when he first entered the Cultivation World.
With Magic Treasures, Cultivation Techniques, and Medicinal Pills... cultivating immortality was truly easy for Qin Chuan. The only difference was the Earth's spiritual qi was too thin, naturally slowing the cultivation speed.
Qin Chuan instructed Sister Wu to take good care of Qin Lan for the next few days, while he returned to his own room. He didn't specifically ask Sister Wu to tidy up the room, simply sitting cross-legged to begin cultivating.
Three days later.
Boom!
A golden light burst forth in the room, the door opened automatically, and Qin Chuan stepped out. His clothes were no longer tattered, and he looked exceptionally handsome, even more so than before, though his appearance hadn't changed much.
In just three days, Qin Chuan used the top-tier cultivation technique to establish his foundation, successfully entering the Foundation Establishment Realm, the first step into the Cultivation World.
Foundation Establishment is divided into three realms... Tongxuan, Huajing, and Divine Sea.
Currently, Qin Chuan didn't know much about Earth's Martial Dao, so he wasn't aware of which realm Tongxuan corresponded to.
Now... it was time to avenge his parents!
"Young Master, you..."
Sister Wu was stunned upon seeing Qin Chuan. In her memory, the young master wasn't particularly handsome, at most delicate. But after just three days, he had become so strikingly handsome, it felt like a dream. This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
"How is Lanlan?" Qin Chuan asked.
"Miss has been recovering well these past few days," Sister Wu smiled. She had thought Qin Lan might not make it, but in just three days, her injuries had miraculously healed.
"Is she in her room?" Qin Chuan asked again.
"Yes, she just fell asleep," Sister Wu nodded.
Qin Chuan merely walked to the door, gently opened a crack, and glanced at his sleeping sister. A smile curved his lips. Despite five hundred years of immortal cultivation, he had little interest in that supreme realm. In his heart, he only wished to reunite with his family.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have returned to Earth at the cost of all his cultivation.
Had he been a bit slower, he might not have seen his sister one last time.
Qin Chuan gently closed the door and left. After entering the Tongxuan Realm, his Divine Sense expanded several times over.
Who was Qi Mingyu? He didn't know.
Where was the Qi Family? He didn't know either.
But... someone would know.
That person was his former fiancée... Song Yao!
The Qin and Song families were to be united by marriage, and Qin Chuan knew a lot about the Song Family. He quickly arrived at the Song Family's location.
To his surprise, the Song Family no longer lived there; it had become the Song Family Ancestral Hall.
"Who are you? This is the Song Family Ancestral Hall, no trespassing! Get lost!" A security guard at the entrance saw Qin Chuan approaching and shouted angrily.
"Where are the Song Family members?" Qin Chuan asked calmly.
"Who do you think you are, asking about the Song Family here?" The guard, cigarette in mouth, completely disregarded Qin Chuan. "Our boss is now a nouveau riche in Jinling. If you dare cause trouble at the Song Family Ancestral Hall, don't blame me for being rude. Get lost!"
But just as he finished speaking, he felt a wave of murderous intent, like a mountain pressing on his chest.
Thud!
The guard couldn't withstand the pressure and fell to his knees, looking at Qin Chuan with terror in his eyes.
"Where are the Song Family members?" Qin Chuan asked again.
This time, the guard didn't dare to be arrogant and recounted everything he knew. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
It turned out the Song Family had moved a year ago, now residing at Yunding Villas in Jinling.
Qin Chuan had heard of Yunding Villas, developed several years ago. There were five villas in total, each perched atop a mountain, standing proudly among the peaks.
Even at its peak, the Qin Family couldn't afford any of the Yunding Villas. Not only was each villa priced at a billion, but there were also strict identity requirements.
Unexpectedly, in just two and a half years, the Song Family had become a nouveau riche in Jinling.
Qin Chuan could guess this was likely related to Song Yao's martial talent and her connection with Qi Mingyu.
After Qin Chuan left, the guard collapsed, gasping for air. He had felt death approaching, his body trembling involuntarily, still shaken: "Who... who is this person?"
Yunding Villas.
Song Family.
"Bring out Song Yao!"
Qin Chuan's voice echoed throughout the villa.
The Song Family was different now. As his voice fell...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Several figures shot out simultaneously, clearly martial artists, each exuding a cold aura. Though their presence didn't match Lin Wenbin's at the hospital, they weren't far behind.
In just a few years, the Song Family had grown to this scale.
"You are..."
At this moment, a steward came out. Seeing Qin Chuan, he couldn't help but exclaim.
"You're Qin Chuan?"
"You're still alive???"