"System notification: Congratulations, Host! You deceived the feelings of a Heavenly Dao Level Son of Heaven and earned 500,000 Villain Points!"
"System notification: Congratulations, Host! You deceived the feelings of a Heavenly Dao Level Son of Heaven, making him feel a crushing sense of shame, and earned 1,000,000 Villain Points!"
"System notification: Congratulations, Host! You stopped a Heavenly Dao Level Son of Heaven from going to save his Falling from the Sky and earned 2,000,000 Villain Points!"
"Three at once!?"
When Qin Feng heard the system notifications, his heart swelled with delight.
Although carrying a dual-core treasure-hunting radar came with certain risks, it also brought him more than double the fun. Besides, he had learned his lesson from a hundred years ago and was determined not to let them out of his sight, giving them no chance to conspire behind his back.
"Isn't he spoiling him a little too much!?"
Jiao Zhilan stood off to the side, practically green with envy.
Most people who ascended ended up dying of old age in a mining district. Even if they were lucky enough to escape being hunted down, they would probably become one of the countless laboring Rogue Cultivators in the Immortal Realm. There were very few who could break that mold.
But Qin Hao had only just ascended to the Immortal Realm and hadn't even figured out the rules of the game yet, and his own brother had already prepared the finest Divine Gear for him—gear that could carry him all the way to the Immortal Emperor realm.
"Ah, don't be sad!"
Qin Feng stepped forward and patted Qin Hao's head, putting on a show of regret. "Your brother is partly to blame. I still treated you like a child and didn't tell you the truth right away."
"Brother!"
Qin Hao