Qin Chu left the teahouse and immediately started chasing, but the figure in front was also very fast. After going a certain distance out of the city, the figure finally stopped.
"Grandpa, is that you?" Qin Chu asked, looking at the figure about a dozen steps in front of him.
At this moment, the figure dressed in a black robe turned around, and it was indeed the Grandpa who had raised Qin Chu for fourteen years.
"You left, why didn't you leave Qin Chu any information!" Seeing Grandpa's familiar face, Qin Chu's heart was filled with excitement. The Grandpa had raised him for over a decade, and every single detail of those years was etched in his mind.
"What's the use of leaving information? You've grown up, you have your own path to walk, and I also have things to do. If I wasn't in a hurry, I wouldn't have left when you were fifteen; I would have stayed with you for two more years. Some matters just couldn't be delayed," Grandpa said.
"Grandpa, how about we find a place for a drink? If you must leave, Qin Chu won't pester you!" Qin Chu said.
Grandpa looked at Qin Chu, then led him to a forest. He found a tree stump, then with a wave, he cut down another tree to make a second stump, and sat down.
Qin Chu took out a jar of wine and tossed it to Grandpa.
"Little fellow, how does it feel to be in the Jianghu?" After taking a sip of wine, Grandpa looked at Qin Chu and asked.
"The Jianghu is very exciting, it's just that there are some things I want to do, but I'm somewhat incapable, and the feeling of powerlessness is very strong," Qin Chu said.
"If your strength isn't enough, then improve your strength! There are some laws in the Jianghu: when things reach an extreme, they reverse. The Vermilion Bird Holy Clan was strong back then, so they were besieged; although the suppressed Vermilion Bird Holy Clan is in a low period, the rebound period is also coming soon," Grandpa said.
"Grandpa, are you the Master of Black Prison?" Qin Chu asked, looking at Grandpa.
Grandpa nodded, "The Master of Black Prison is a title, I suppose! When needed, I am the Master of Black Prison."
"Grandpa, I know your strength is powerful, but you also need to pay attention to safety, after all, your opponents are quite strong," Qin Chu said.
The Grandpa in a black robe, who was also the Master of Black Prison, smiled, "Don't worry about me. Those guys are just little crawling insects; I can crush them whenever I want. It's you, who is now at the center of the storm. The White Tiger Holy Clan and the Blazing Thunder Holy Clan still have a few ruthless individuals."
"Qin Chu knows. If they are ruthless, Qin Chu will be even more ruthless than them," Qin Chu said.
The Master of Black Prison nodded, "In this dog-eat-dog world, it's about who is more ruthless. If you are ruthless enough, others will fear you."
"Qin Chu understands. Grandpa, what are you busy with? Do you need Qin Chu to help you with anything?" Seeing that Grandpa had finished a jar of wine, Qin Chu tossed him another.
"For now, you're not qualified. When you feel like you can kill whoever you want to kill, then you can help me," the Master of Black Prison said, looking at Qin Chu.
Qin Chu was shocked inside. To kill whoever you want to kill, what Realm is that? Wouldn't that be equivalent to being invincible under heaven?
"Live well, and after you've raised your strength, you can avenge grudges and settle scores!" The Master of Black Prison tossed the empty wine jar, then stood up. He was leaving!
"Grandpa, don't kill the innocent indiscriminately, that will make you an enemy of the world," seeing the Master of Black Prison about to leave, Qin Chu reminded him. He didn't want Grandpa to come to a bad end.
Hearing Qin Chu's words, the Master of Black Prison turned around, "Qin Chu, the people I kill, they all deserve to die, they absolutely deserve to die, so I will never become an enemy of the world."
"Then when can Qin Chu see you again?" Qin Chu called out, looking at the departing Master of Black Prison.
"When you reach the Sixth-rank King Realm, I will come to see you," the Master of Black Prison said before leaving, leaving Qin Chu in a daze.
Qin Chu had not expected to see Grandpa, the legendary Master of Black Prison, here at all.
At this moment, in the teahouse, Mama Yu and Shang Shuyu were sitting opposite each other.
"Qin Chu seems very anxious. Did he see an enemy?" Shang Shuyu regretted it a little, regretting listening to Mama Yu and not chasing after Qin Chu.
"A strong expert passed by on the street just now, Mama couldn't discern his depth, and Qin Chu went to chase him. Because we couldn't let the other party misunderstand, Mama didn't track him!" Mama Yu said.
Hearing Mama Yu's words, Shang Shuyu was extremely shocked. Who was Mama Yu? She was one of the top experts of the Azure Dragon Holy Clan, and she couldn't discern the other party's depth. What did that mean? It meant that the other party might have Cultivated a special Cultivation Technique, or another possibility was that his Cultivation was three levels higher than Mama Yu's.
"It wasn't a special Cultivation Technique. His aura was extremely strong, giving Mama a sense of danger. His Cultivation is higher than Mama's, and he is very likely a legendary Seventh-rank Venerable Realm Cultivator," Mama Yu said.
Hearing Mama Yu's words, Shang Shuyu's face changed. A legendary Seventh-rank Venerable Realm Cultivator... Qin Chu actually went to chase a Seventh-rank Venerable Realm Cultivator, wasn't that seeking death? Shang Shuyu stood up; she couldn't sit still because Qin Chu was in danger.
Just as Shang Shuyu was about to go out and look for Qin Chu, Qin Chu returned and sat between Mama Yu and Shang Shuyu. Qin Chu took a big gulp of tea.
"Qin Chu, who was that person just now? Do you know him?" Mama Yu asked, looking at Qin Chu.
Qin Chu nodded, "I know him. He saved me eighteen years ago and raised me. It's just that he has things to do now and won't pay attention to me for the time being."
Hearing Qin Chu's words, Mama Yu cursed inwardly. Qin Chu had very strong backing, not just the Vermilion Bird Holy Clan, but also a truly ruthless person. Mama Yu was certain that if that black-robed man wanted to kill someone, it seemed no one in this area could resist.
After drinking a few cups of tea, the three, each with something on their minds, left the teahouse and returned to the mountain hollow on the outskirts of Vermilion Bird Villa, arriving in front of the bamboo building where Shang Shuyu lived.
"Senior Sister, there are some things I need to think about, so I'll go back first and come to find Senior Sister later," Qin Chu said to Shang Shuyu in front of the bamboo building. He indeed needed to research the matter of the Master of Black Prison, to research who exactly the people the Master of Black Prison killed were.
"Alright, then Junior Brother, come over when you have time," Shang Shuyu nodded. She could see that Qin Chu's mind was elsewhere.
Leaving the bamboo building, Qin Chu walked towards Vermilion Bird Villa. The Grandpa who raised him, the Master of Black Prison who casually killed several important figures with a single move—this was too incredible.
Qin Chu left, and Mama Yu's eyes fell on the direction Qin Chu had left, "The Vermilion Bird Holy Clan, the Heaven-Shattering Sword Su Mu, the Master of Black Prison. How many backers does this little brat have, and what exactly does he want to play at!"
"Mama, that Heaven-Shattering Sword Su Mu has a deal with Qin Chu, so he's not really a backer; as for this black-robed expert, he raised Qin Chu for over a decade, so there's naturally affection, and it has nothing to do with being a backer," Shang Shuyu said.
"It has nothing to do with being a backer... Then let someone try to kill Qin Chu? See if they won't be madly retaliated against?" Mama Yu tapped the ground with her staff. She felt that she had underestimated Qin Chu.