Lord of the Universe

Ch.3 - Rune

Wang Chen and Qiao Yue returned safely and peacefully to the Wang Clan. Wang Chen had also obtained the ring he wanted.

Upon arriving at the residence, they immediately went inside. Qiao Yue hurried to the kitchen to cook. Once the meal was ready, the two of them ate together at the same table, sitting across from each other. They chatted about their daily activities and various other things.

In truth, they already looked very much like a married couple. Even after finishing the meal, they washed the dishes together.

“Xiao Yue, let me see your hands.”

Wang Chen’s sudden words left Qiao Yue confused, but she still extended both hands obediently.

“What is it, young master?” she asked.

Wang Chen did not answer. He gently took Qiao Yue’s left hand and took out something glittering from his pocket.

Qiao Yue froze when she saw it—it was the copper ring with the sea gem that had been priced at ten silver coins earlier.

Yes, Wang Chen had bought it secretly.

And now, he placed the ring onto Qiao Yue’s ring finger.

“Y-young master, this…” Qiao Yue did not know what to say. Her heart raced wildly, and her face flushed red.

“It suits you very well,” Wang Chen said with a gentle smile. He himself felt awkward—this was his first time doing something like this.

“Young master… I… um…” Qiao Yue’s mind was in complete chaos.

Was the young master proposing to her? What did this ring mean? And it was placed on her ring finger? Eh? What?!

“Y-young master, I still have laundry to do, so… um… I’ll go now!” Qiao Yue said quickly before fleeing with a bucket of clothes in her arms.

Wang Chen smiled as he watched her leave. He had no intention of stopping her.

“Ah… life is truly beautiful,” he muttered, smiling to himself.

Not long after, a deep voice sounded from outside the door.

“Wang Chen!”

Wang Chen stiffened. He recognized that voice immediately and hurried outside.

As he opened the door, he saw a massive man wearing thick clothing that failed to conceal the bulging muscles beneath. Standing nearly two meters tall, Wang Chen had to look up to see his face.

“Father!” Wang Chen immediately clasped his hands in greeting.

Yes, this man was the Patriarch of the Wang Family—Wang Zuhan, Wang Chen’s father.

“I heard you defeated Wang Zhu and his two subordinates,” Wang Zuhan said, going straight to the point.

“Ah, I merely had superior combat skills. It wasn’t because I was stronger than them,” Wang Chen replied honestly.

“You weren’t hiding your cultivation all this time, were you?” Wang Zuhan narrowed his eyes.

“If I were hiding my cultivation, why would I endure all that humiliation? Father can check for himself,” Wang Chen said as he extended his arm.

Wang Zuhan grabbed his son’s wrist and circulated Qi. He truly could not sense even the slightest trace of Qi within Wang Chen’s body—it was completely empty.

“Heh.” Wang Zuhan released Wang Chen’s hand and turned to leave. “Trash will always be trash.”

‘What kind of father are you?’ Wang Chen watched his father leave, clenching his fists tightly before letting out a soft sigh.

“Well, what was I expecting anyway? Even if I truly possessed heaven-grade talent, it would be better to leave a place that doesn’t even acknowledge my existence,” Wang Chen shrugged and went back inside his residence.

“You already possess a well-formed mentality. That is very good.”

Wang Chen heard the same voice he had heard earlier at the market. His gaze shifted to the black ring resting on the table.

“Hey, whoever you are, I spent one silver coin to buy you. If you turn out to be useless, I’ll throw you away,” Wang Chen said as he picked up the ring.

“Hahaha. In that case, wouldn’t you be no different from your father? Discarding something just because it’s useless.”

“Don’t compare two things that are completely incomparable. You’re a stranger, while I am his flesh and blood,” Wang Chen snorted. “I don’t want to argue about this. So—who are you?”

“You speak quite maturely as well. Very well, then allow me to introduce myself. I am a god.”

“Wow! A god?! You must be some invincible god, then?” Wang Chen said, lifting the ring.

“Hey! Are you mocking me?”

“You introduced yourself in such a dramatic way, so I thought I should respond just as dramatically,” Wang Chen chuckled softly.

“Hmph. Fine. You may call me Ling Zhizun.”

“Oh, then I’m Wang Chen. That’s all,” Wang Chen nodded. “I remember you said earlier that you know why I can’t cultivate. So what’s the reason?”

“You really have no sense of restraint, do you? Hah. Fine, I’ll tell you. It’s because you were born with something special—there is a Rune within your body.”

Ling Zhizun revealed something that left Wang Chen silent—not in shock or awe, but in sheer confusion.