There's a mole, no trading allowed

"Madam, push harder!"

Three years passed in a flash, and it was finally time for Qin Feng to be born.

The entire Qin Family was in a frenzy, with all elite disciples on high alert. This was a momentous occasion, as the Qin Family was about to welcome another prodigy. Any suspicious individuals found would be executed without trial.

"Why is it taking so long!"

Qin Tian paced anxiously outside the room, his heart aching at his wife's agonizing screams from within.

"Don't be nervous, it'll be fine!"

Several old ancestors of the Qin Family, claiming to be experienced, sat calmly in the courtyard sipping tea. However, their gazes frequently darted towards the door, betraying their outward composure.

While profound techniques beyond the Heavenly rank were rare, as the foremost ancient family, the Qin Family had plenty.

What truly mattered to them was Qin Feng himself. He had, in his mother's womb, created a technique beyond the Heavenly rank with a perfect compatibility. Once he grew up, he would be invincible among his peers.

This was akin to nuclear deterrence; no family would object to having more such powerful individuals.

Especially in a world like the ancient era, where strength reigned supreme, the more such experts, the stronger and more prosperous the family would be. They placed great hopes on this unborn child.

At this moment--

Qin Feng discovered his second brother attempting to usurp his position as the eldest, and in anger, kicked him aside.

Ever since he activated his Emperor's potential and began cultivating the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Technique, he had relentlessly beaten his younger brother, rain or shine, successfully establishing his authority as the elder brother.

Now, the little fellow would immediately cower in a corner and tremble at the slightest movement he sensed from Qin Feng. All the immortal liquid was absorbed by Qin Feng first; only after he was full would the younger brother dare to absorb the leftovers.

As for his villain points, after three years of continuous beatings of his younger brother, he had accumulated over 33,200 points. He was just waiting to go out and spend them lavishly.

"The three-year period has arrived, it's time for me to be born!"

Qin Feng seemed to see the light ahead, eager to get out as soon as possible.

"Ahhh..."

Yun Xiyue writhed on the bed, her small hands gripping the sheets tightly. She was nearly driven mad by this little one.

With a final scream, Yun Xiyue finally reached her limit, and Qin Feng was born, announcing his arrival to the ancient world with a loud cry.

Although he couldn't actually make a sound yet, to others, it sounded like a robust wail.

"Waaah, waah..."

"He's born, he's born! My son Qin Feng is born!"

Outside the room, Qin Tian was so excited he could barely speak, a great weight lifted from his heart.

Whether by fate or some other reason, after deliberation by the Qin Family, they named Qin Feng Qin Feng.

"Ding dong, system detects the birth of a destined great villain! Exclusive celestial phenomenon arranged!"

RUMBLE!!

The sky suddenly crackled with lightning and thunder. The clear blue sky turned overcast, and the day suddenly darkened. A strange, blood-red moon appeared in the sky.

When the heavens show anomalies, demons and monsters emerge!

"A celestial phenomenon! My son Qin Feng truly has the potential of an Emperor!"

Qin Tian laughed heartily towards the sky, as if announcing the good news to the entire world.

The surrounding Qin Family disciples also stepped forward, congratulating the patriarch on having a remarkable son.

However, the Qin Family old ancestors, who should have been joyous, stared grimly at the blood-red moon in the sky.

When the blood moon appears, demons and monsters will emerge!

When the blood moon appears, the nation will decline, its vitality depleted, as if falling into hell.

If the moon changes color, disaster will strike. Green signifies hunger and worry; red signifies conflict and war; yellow signifies gain and joy; white signifies drought and mourning; black signifies floods, illness, and death.

This foretells that the righteous energy of the human world is weakening, evil energy is rising, resentment is growing, and malevolence is intensifying. The winds and clouds are shifting, the mountains and rivers are weeping, and the world is in turmoil, with fires erupting everywhere.

"This child might bring a great calamity to the ancient world!"

The Qin Family old ancestors exchanged grave glances. It was impossible for them to abandon their own young prodigy.

Since a great tribulation was unavoidable, the Qin Family would choose to fight.

Other forces in the ancient world also looked at the blood-red moon in the sky with solemnity. They quickly dispatched subordinates to investigate which family had given birth to this demon, while simultaneously having to plan for the coming great tribulation. The seemingly peaceful ancient world began to stir with undercurrents.

At this moment--

Qin Feng had been cleaned and was presented to Qin Tian.

"This is my cheap old man? So ugly!"

Upon seeing his so-called father, Qin Feng's dream of a handsome man was shattered. This burly, rough-looking man made him suspect his mother had given birth to him out of spite.

However, when he saw his pale-faced mother on the bed, his disappointment was somewhat comforted.

Her eyebrows were like green feathers, her skin like white snow, her waist like a bound silk, and her teeth like pearl shells. She was absolutely the most beautiful ancient beauty he had ever seen. He figured his own future looks wouldn't be too bad either; making a living with his face should be no problem.

"Good, good, good! My son Qin Feng truly has the makings of an emperor!"

Qin Tian's smile widened impossibly after examining his son's bone structure.

It couldn't be helped!

His son's bone structure was simply terrifying, ten times stronger than other newborns.

Coupled with his unconscious cultivation in the womb, he was already at the sixth level of the Qi and Blood realm at birth. Even genius children of his clan, eight or nine years old, couldn't compare to his son.

Just then—

The midwife suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my, there's still one in Madam's belly! It's twins!"

"Twins!!"

Everyone in the Qin Family immediately became agitated.

They had always thought Yun Xiyue was carrying only one, but unexpectedly, it was twins. Thinking back, the firstborn was already so terrifying – comprehending a Heavenly-tier or above cultivation technique, triggering celestial phenomena, and possessing the makings of an emperor.

As his brother from the same womb, his aptitude must also be incredibly terrifying, right!?

Just as everyone was filled with anticipation, the midwife checked and shook her head, stating that the second child was temporarily unwilling to come out.

He wasn't trying to prove his individuality; he wanted to tell them that any nutrition he lost, he would reclaim personally. This dual-occupancy room was his.

"Unwilling to come out, what does that mean!?"

Qin Tian was furious on the spot. He grabbed the midwife by her collar with his thick, strong right hand, demanding she deliver the second child no matter what.

"This..."

The midwife felt extremely troubled. She had already checked.

The second child was still too small and clearly malnourished. If they forced the birth now, he would definitely be a premature baby with congenital deficiencies. He would need at least another three years of nurturing.

Three years!!

Three years turning into another three years!!

Qin Tian collapsed on the spot upon hearing this, never expecting to wait another three years.

But even though his heart was a hundred unwilling, he had to consider the bigger picture. He could only use a secret technique again to delay the second child's birth by three years.

"This fantasy novel is a bit improper. You can give birth halfway and leave the other half?!"

Qin Feng watched dumbfounded from the side, his heart screaming wildly.

There's an inside mole!!

Quick, stuff me back in! I can still beat up my second brother...