All Chapters of The Void King: Chapter 21
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21. Shadows of the Past
"You look remarkably like a young man I saw thirty years ago — just as careful, just as thoughtful," Senior Bai said softly, changing the subject. "Tell me… what is Zhou Qin to you?" Zhou Feng blinked in surprise. "He… he is my father." "Good! What magnificent bloodline!" The old man laughed heartily, his voice rolling through the sandalwood corridors. "Qin possessed exceptional gifts — and it seems his son is every bit his equal!" Zhou Feng’s mind raced. Could the legendary figure Senior Bai spoke of be my own father? "Senior… was that person you mentioned… my father?" "Who else in this family carries the name Qin?" Senior Bai’s eyes twinkled, though there was a sharp, knowing glint within them. "Thirty years ago, I secluded myself and met him. Now I emerge again — and here you stand. Will I seclude myself once more and meet your son thirty years from now?" Zhou Feng nearly choked. "Senior, I’m only fourteen!" he protested, flustered. Besides… he wasn't even originally from this
22. The Seventh Floor Secret
They walked past the sixth floor and stepped onto the seventh. Zhou Feng stood frozen at the top of the stairs, completely stunned. This was the most forbidden place in the entire Zhou family — and yet it was nothing like he had imagined. The room was small, barely sixty or seventy square meters, simple and dimly lit. A wooden table, a chair, one wooden bookshelf, and a single futon at the far end. That was all. No gold, no jewels, no grand displays of power. "Is this… really the seventh floor?" Zhou Feng whispered in disbelief. "The first forbidden area of our family?" Even the first floor was far more lavish than this. Senior Bai smiled faintly. "Gorgeous exteriors are just decoration. True value lies within." He gestured around the quiet room. "The Zhou family holds one thousand and sixty martial arts techniques in total. More than six hundred are low-level, over three hundred are mid-level, ten are high-level… and two are Sky-level techniques." "So many?!" Zhou Feng’s eyes went
23. Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens
The word "mother" felt so foreign to him. He had grown up under his grandmother’s care, never knowing who his mother was. Every time he had asked, he had been met with stern silence — a quiet message that she was gone, perhaps forever. Zhou Feng understood that ache all too well. He, too, had been raised by old Zhou Lu, barely remembering his father’s face, let alone a mother he had never seen. "Senior… please tell me where she is," Feng said softly, his heart heavy. He was this world's Zhou Feng now — and he would find the answers he deserved. Senior Bai looked at him, a flicker of regret crossing his gaunt face. "Come with me." He led Feng to the wooden shelf, sighing quietly. "Your father made me promise not to burden you with the truth. But… I suppose some things are meant to be known in their own time." He turned to face him, his expression growing solemn. "Let me tell you this much first. Most of the mid-level techniques here were brought back by your father. Seven out of te