What Bad Intentions Can a Child Have?

The next day.

News of Qin Feng's breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Realm spread like a thunderclap, exploding through the entire Qin Clan. A three-year-old at the Foundation Establishment Realm was absolutely unprecedented!

"Good, good, good! My son Qin Feng truly has the Emperor's Talent!"

Qin Tian's excited laughter rang through the Qin Clan. He wished he could grab every person he met and declare, "My son Qin Feng has the Emperor's Talent!"

Seeing this, Qin Feng's heart was a mess of panic. He remembered from his past life that a villain's father had acted the same way, constantly bragging that his son had the Emperor's Talent, which eventually caught the Protagonist's attention.

"Feng'er, you're amazing!"

Yun Xiyue walked over, her belly heavily pregnant, and reached out to fondly ruffle Qin Feng's head. She couldn't have been more pleased with this hardworking and sensible eldest son. Ever since Qin Feng was born, he had never caused her a moment's worry.

Other children would cry and fuss until their parents were at their wits' end, but her son never cried or made a scene. When he was hungry or needed changing, he would proactively remind you. As he grew older, he trained diligently—a textbook example of someone else's perfect child.

Qin Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes, screaming internally with all his might.

A three-year-old child, cultivating day and night for three years to break through to the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, shattering all records in the Ancient Wasteland—was it a dream? Or a sense of responsibility?!

Neither!!

It was because he had an unreasonable Second Brother, and he didn't want to be dragged into an early grave!

Just as the Family of Three was enjoying a harmonious moment of loving father and filial son...

Yun Xiyue suddenly put on a pained expression, feeling a churning, twisting agony in her belly.

At the same time, a fierce gale kicked up outside, lightning flashed and thunder roared, dark clouds gathered, and the sounds of Dragon's Roar and Phoenix's Cry echoed through the void. The phantom images of dragons and phoenixes that had been circling grew more solid.

"The Lady is going into labor!!"

The Qin Clan members, having experienced this before, immediately realized What's Going On.

Trained maidservants began bustling about, while elite Qin Clan disciples went on high alert, preventing anyone from threatening the future hope of their clan.

"My foolish Oudou Dou, you're finally about to be born!"

Qin Feng's breathing quickened with excitement. He couldn't wait to meet his Second Brother.

His father Qin Tian was also overjoyed, feeling both anger and delight toward this second child. Anger that the boy didn't understand his father's hardships and insisted on delaying his birth by three years; delight that he was gaining another Good Eldest Son—though he wondered if this one also had the Emperor's Talent.

Rumble!!

Thunder and lightning continued to crash in the sky, while Yun Xiyue's screams of pain rang out from the room. The Second Brother showed no sign of emerging, and the dragon-phoenix phantoms circled anxiously in the air, as if something terrible was about to happen.

"This is a second pregnancy—why is it still so difficult to deliver!?"

Qin Feng quickly realized the severity of the situation, suspecting that his Second Brother's "kin-killing aura" had activated. Once that aura activated, relatives and friends would ascend to heaven!

Rumble!!

Another thunderclap sounded, accompanied by a terrifying pressure descending, making everyone feel as if a mountain was crushing down on them. This also made the delivery even harder.

"Who goes there!!"

Qin Tian erupted in fury, his violent energy surging from his body. The Qin Clan disciples' anger instantly maxed out as well, pooling their strength to resist the pressure.

But this pressure was simply too terrifying. Even the combined efforts of the Qin Clan were no match. Just as they seemed about to falter, seven or eight terrifying auras erupted from within the Qin Clan itself.

The Second Ancestor's icy voice followed: "Old Mudfish, are you looking to start a war with us!?"

"Haha... I was merely testing the cultivation of these worthy nephews!"

A white-haired old man in a dragon robe appeared in the sky. If not for witnessing his earlier methods, his kind and benevolent appearance would make it hard to connect him with ulterior motives.

"A dragon robe? The Emperor of Great Xia!!"

Qin Feng was no longer a Xiao Bai. Over the past three years, besides training, he had also learned a bit about the Ancient Wasteland.

The Ancient Wasteland was a hodgepodge of various forces—clans, sects, tribes, gangs, and the Hundred Schools of Thought, too numerous to count. To strengthen themselves and compete for more cultivation resources, these forces would sometimes band together to form nations.

Take the Great Xia Royal Family, for example—the largest nation in the Ancient Wasteland, composed of countless clans. The Qin Clan was the most powerful among them, hence called the Number One Clan of the Ancient Wasteland.

It was a bit like the aristocratic families of the Sui and Tang dynasties—a thorn in the ruler's side, a bone in his throat.

Knowing who this person was, it wasn't hard to understand why he had acted as he did. With the Qin Clan producing two Heavenly Prides in succession, how could the Great Xia Royal Family not feel threatened?

"And this must be the Qin Clan's Young Master, right!?"

The Emperor of Great Xia acted as if nothing had happened, smiling as he descended from the sky. When he saw Qin Feng, he couldn't help reaching out to touch him.

Swish!!

Qin Feng immediately used Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered, quickly retreating to maintain a safe distance.

Just because he had the thought of killing Second Brother earlier, I wouldn't dare get close to him. What if I got caught up in Second Brother's curse-of-killing-relatives aura? I'd be the one checking out early.

"This is... a movement technique!!"

The Emperor of Great Xia's expression shifted sharply, his heart unable to calm for a long time.

For an expert of his level, Qin Feng's movement technique was nothing special—no matter how he dodged, a single slap could still crush him.

But the problem was that he was only three years old!!

Breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm at three was already unprecedented, and mastering a movement technique so smoothly on top of that.

This child has the Emperor's Talent!!

At the same time, he recalled the Blood Moon from three years ago, which heralded the birth of a monstrous prodigy. According to legend, this prodigy's appearance signified the nation's decline, its qi exhausted, as if falling into an abyss—a latent threat to their Great Xia Royal Family.

Could that monster be the Eldest Young Master of the Qin Family!?

"When did he..."

Qin Tian was stunned at first, then filled with immense joy. He hadn't expected his precious son to have learned a movement technique.

Although this technique didn't originate from their Qin family, he could still see its profundity at a glance—it was definitely a Heavenly Rank or above movement technique, comprehended from the Heaven and Earth Laws.

"Sorry about that, the child is shy around strangers!"

Several Old Ancestors of the Qin family also appeared, offering a perfunctory excuse as they protectively shielded Qin Feng behind them.

"No harm done, no harm done!"

The Emperor of Great Xia gave Qin Feng a deep look, his thoughts unknown.

At this moment—

Seeing that he had backup, Qin Feng immediately dropped the act.

"So you're His Majesty? I've long heard that Your Majesty is wise and mighty, noble in character, self-sacrificing, unyielding, hardworking, steadfast, broad-minded like the Sea of All Rivers, righteous, fearless in danger, and unmatched in the world... Now that I see you in person, the reputation is well-deserved."

Qin Feng put on an exaggerated expression like he was meeting his idol, rattling off a string of flattery, then abruptly changed the subject: "Your Majesty, as someone so wise and mighty, you wouldn't come visiting empty-handed, would you!?"

After saying this, Qin Feng blinked his big innocent eyes, looking like nothing more than a harmless child—what bad intentions could he possibly have?