Eat Little Almonds

Chapter 710 If Old Jia doesn't spurn me, Yu is willing to become his adopted son!

That sudden, flamboyant move from Qiao Yu stunned everyone present.

After a moment of stunned silence, the crowd finally realized that Qiao Yu had chosen to reject Huangquan Hirazaka!

Jia Qiumen's expression turned somber.

Bai Xinweng, on the other hand, punched Qiao Yu heavily on the shoulder.

"You little rascal!"

A faint mistiness could be seen in Bai Xinweng's fierce eyes; it would be a lie to say he wasn't touched.

He hadn't expected that Qiao Yu would actually choose to reject Jia Qiumen.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with your eyes?" Qiao Yu blinked, asking with an innocent expression.

"None of your business!"

Bai Xinweng snorted coldly, then raised his head at a 45-degree angle.

Qiao Yu shrugged nonchalantly. He could see that Bai Shiyan's proud and aloof attitude was inherited from Bai Xinweng.

"Young friend Qiao Yu, forgive this old man for being ignorant and shallow. Can you tell me why you rejected my Huangquan Hirazaka?" Jia Qiumen asked calmly.

"No particular reason. Maybe I'm just a fool. I really do think family is more important than benefits," Qiao Yu said with a faint smile.

"I see, I understand." Jia Qiumen nodded, and a terrifying murderous intent emanated from his body.

The ancient chariot beneath his feet suddenly lit up with divine light, countless rays of light blossoming, and showers of light scattering.

Jia Qiumen had murderous intentions!

Jia Qiumen was even more domineering than Rui Wei. Seeing that he couldn't win him over, he immediately intended to take action.

Even Bai Xinweng couldn't help but feel immense pressure at this moment, but he still stood in front of Qiao Yu without hesitation.

A terrifying pressure pressed down on Qiao Yu, but Bai Xinweng directly withstood it, not allowing Qiao Yu to feel even a fraction of it.

Immediately afterward, a beam of light like a rainbow falling from the ninth heaven shot out from the ancient chariot, sweeping towards the grandfather and grandson.

The beam was extremely terrifying, and even the void began to shatter continuously wherever it passed.

Bai Xinweng's expression was solemn, and the Flowing Water Force began to layer around him, the sound of rushing water echoing through the sky.

The Flowing Water Hundred Solutions technique was unleashed, greatly reducing the speed of the beam.

Then, Bai Xinweng threw a punch, directly shattering the beam of light before his eyes.

Jia Qiumen's expression remained unchanged as he gently stepped down with his foot.

The ancient chariot seemed to be completely activated, and boundless terrifying killing intent condensed into a golden spear, rushing towards Bai Xinweng.

Bai Xinweng straightened his back, his figure majestic, standing before Qiao Yu as an aura of unparalleled dominance poured out.

Boom!

After Bai Xinweng clenched his five fingers, he threw a punch, the terrifying force of the punch like an endless ocean, engulfing the entire universe and submerging the golden spear.

The two collided, causing the entire Huangquan Star to tremble incessantly.

When the dust and smoke from the impact slowly dissipated, the figures of Bai Xinweng and Jia Qiumen were revealed once again.

Jia Qiumen was still standing on the ancient chariot, his expression as calm as ever.

Bai Xinweng also stood in place, seemingly unaffected.

The scene was deathly silent, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

*Plink!*

An extremely subtle sound rang out, as faint as a mosquito's buzz, but how could it escape the ears of everyone present?

Everyone present, except for Qiao Yu, was a genuine Pseudo-God-level existence.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and discovered that it came from Bai Xinweng's fist. It was the sound of a trickle of blood dripping to the ground from Bai Xinweng's fist.

Bai Xinweng was injured!

Even if it was just a minor injury, it was enough to prove that Bai Xinweng had been at a disadvantage in the clash with Jia Qiumen just now!

Upon seeing this scene, Jia Jinnian couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Bai Xinweng couldn't help but frown. Jia Qiumen was indeed worthy of being the foundation of Huangquan Hirazaka; his strength was truly terrifying.

Moreover, he was currently in Huangquan Hirazaka's territory, and he had to face far more than just Jia Qiumen alone.

"Qiao Yu, I'll hold them off, you escape! Escape back to the Bai family ancestral shrine, and you'll be safe!"

Bai Xinweng's tone was grave, as if he were making his last will and testament.

He had already made up his mind that even if he died in battle here, he would ensure that Qiao Yu returned to the Bai family safely.

"Wait, Grandpa! Things aren't that bad yet!"

Qiao Yu took the initiative to step forward, stopping Bai Xinweng, who was about to continue fighting.

"Elder Jia, don't be in such a hurry. I think there might be another solution," Qiao Yu said, looking at Jia Qiumen.

"Oh? What solution? You might as well tell this old man," Jia Qiumen said, still standing on the ancient chariot with an unchanging expression.

Qiao Yu took a deep breath, his eyes burning as he looked at Jia Qiumen and said,

"What Elder Jia is dissatisfied with is simply that I can't join Huangquan Hirazaka and can't become one of your own. Is it possible that we have another way to become one of your own?"

Jia Qiumen stood on the ancient chariot, not speaking, only looking at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu cupped his fist and then said with a forceful voice,

"I, Qiao Yu, have drifted through half my life, only regretting that I haven't met a wise lord! If Elder Jia doesn't mind, I am willing to become your adopted son!"

Jia Qiumen was first stunned, and then a pair of turbid eyes also lit up.

"Is this true?"

"Every word is true, heaven and earth can bear witness! If there is half a lie, may I, Yu, be struck by lightning!" Qiao Yu said with a serious expression.

"Hahahaha! To have young friend Qiao Yu, truly a gift from the heavens!"

"Adopted father, please accept this son's bow!" Qiao Yu knelt on one knee, with an earnest expression.

"Good, good, good!" A bright smile appeared on Jia Qiumen's old face. "My son, Qiao Yu!"

"Son is here!" Qiao Yu said, cupping his fist.

"My son, Qiao Yu!"

"Son obeys!"

During the conversation, a mysterious and incomparable feeling enveloped Qiao Yu and Jia Qiumen.

At their level, the words they spoke already contained karma in the dark.

This mysterious feeling meant that Jia Qiumen had indeed become Qiao Yu's adopted father.

"Qiao Yu! A man has gold under his knees, get up quickly. Even if Grandpa dies here, I will never let you suffer such humiliation!" Bai Xinweng grabbed Qiao Yu, his face full of anxiety.

"Hey, Grandpa, you don't understand. As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees, and now is the time to cash it in. Adopted father, am I right?" The smile on Qiao Yu's face became even more amiable.

"Hahahaha, not bad, able to bend and stretch, this is a true man!" Jia Qiumen laughed heartily.

Adopting a super genius as his adopted son was not unacceptable to him.

"You!"

Bai Xinweng looked at Qiao Yu with a disappointed expression, tremblingly pointing a finger.

"My Bai family has always had only men who died in battle, never cowards who recognize the enemy as their adopted father. Qiao Yu, you have disappointed me too much!"

"There wasn't before, right? Then I'll be the first!" Qiao Yu was not ashamed but proud, with a look of arrogance.

"This Jia Qiumen is a whole cycle older than me, he's old enough to be your ancestor, yet you actually call such an old geezer adopted father, aren't you ashamed?"

Bai Xinweng felt his blood pressure rising. How hadn't he noticed before that his grandson was so afraid of death?

"Grandpa, you're wrong, you don't understand. There's a reason for calling him adopted father, you just watch, grandson will perform a 'warming wine to behead adopted father' for you."

Qiao Yu winked at Bai Xinweng, then took out a long-sealed weapon from his undead space.

The weapon had a metal spearhead at one end, and a crescent-shaped blade on one side connected to the spearhead by two small branches, capable of both stabbing and slashing, like a combination of a spear and a halberd.

This weapon was none other than the Fang Tian Hua Ji!