"Don't mention it, don't mention it..."
The Emperor of Great Xia smiled more bitterly than if he were crying. In his heart, he truly couldn't bear to part with the Heavenly Treasure Gourd.
But there was no helping it. This was already the least valuable treasure on him. Surely he couldn't hand this kid the Divine Gear he'd painstakingly forged over many years!?
Wait a second!
Why did this kid's gaze look so familiar!?
The Emperor of Great Xia's heart gave a sudden jolt. He saw Qin Feng looking at him with an innocent face again, just like when he'd asked for a meeting gift earlier.
Holy crap!!
How could someone be so shameless!!
He'd already given the kid two treasures, and that still wasn't enough to satisfy his appetite.
"Uh..."
The Several Qin Clan Ancestors also looked rather embarrassed, inwardly cursing him as insane.
He'd already swindled two treasures from the man, and his appetite was still that huge.
They couldn't help but consider when to take Qin Feng on a group visit to the Great Xia Imperial City, going door to door to pay their respects.
The Qin Family Disciples all around watched with envy, seeming to understand a truth: when you made your way through the world, your face was just an accessory.
"Ding! The host has led the Qin Family Disciples astray. Received 200 Villain Points!"
"Holy crap, that works too!?"
Qin Feng's eyes lit up at once, as if an old lecher had unlocked a new move.
Just then—
The Emperor of Great Xia was genuinely afraid of Qin Feng. While Qin Feng was distracted, he turned into a streak of golden light and shot into the sky. "I just remembered, there's something I need to do!"
"Your Majesty, I'll bring my second brother to visit you when I have time. You don't need to be so polite. Definitely don't prepare any precious treasures. A few Saint-grade or God-grade techniques will do. And, um, just pack up a dozen Heavenly Treasure Gourds for me. I'm telling you, I won't take any more than that! I'm just a little kid; what use do I have for so many good treasures..."
Qin Feng came to his senses and shouted after him. The crowd vaguely saw the golden light lose its balance, nearly plummeting out of the sky.
"That thick skin..."
Everyone present was utterly speechless. They had to admit they could never match it.
"Why are you all looking at me? Never seen a handsome guy before!?"
Qin Feng tossed his head proudly, his idol-like air perfectly on point.
"Feng'er, you're still young. Your father will keep this sword safe for you."
Qin Tian came over with a malicious smile and snatched the little wooden box from Qin Feng's hands.
As one of the top ten Divine Weapons in the Ancient Wasteland, no one could remain unmoved by the Nine Swords of Changkong—not even the head of the Number One Clan of the Ancient Wasteland.
"Uh..."
The surrounding Qin Family Disciples were speechless. They hadn't expected Qin Tian to be that kind of clan head.
Was that really keeping it safe?!
He was just coveting his son's treasure!
"You keep saying you love me, but you stole my precious treasure!"
Qin Feng threw himself into the arms of an Old Ancestor, instantly becoming a little actor, and sought comfort through his tears.
"You useless thing! You even steal your own son's treasure!" The Old Ancestor picked Qin Feng up tenderly to comfort him, then didn't forget to kick Qin Tian and help Qin Feng get the Nine Swords of Changkong back.
This was as good as solemnly announcing to everyone that the Nine Swords of Changkong belonged to Qin Feng.
No matter how wronged his good-for-nothing father Qin Tian felt, the Qin Family Disciples around them could only watch with envy.
A three-year-old child actually held a Divine Weapon ranked among the top ten in the Ancient Wasteland, and even wore a top-tier auxiliary treasure like the Heavenly Treasure Gourd.
If word got out, who knew how many cultivators would die of envy?
Rumble!!
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky again. The illusory dragon and phoenix plunged downward, rushing into the room where Yun Xiyue was giving birth.
There was no sound of a baby crying. Instead, a little maid ran out to announce the good news.
"He's born, he's born! It's a young master. Mother and child are safe!"
Qin Feng's heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled back down. That sudden pressure had nearly scared him to death. He'd been worried his second brother's aura of bringing harm to his family would suddenly activate.
Soon—
The second child was cleaned up and brought out.
Qin Feng leaned in to compare them. His little brother looked exactly like his good-for-nothing father, unlike Qin Feng, who'd inherited his mother's peerless beauty.
But none of that mattered anymore. What mattered was that his second brother had fallen into his hands. Unlike when they'd been in the womb, now he could beat him all day long.
"Waaah..."
The second child seemed to sense Qin Feng's presence and instinctively grew restless.
If he could have spoken at that moment, he'd have either said, "You can't see me, you can't see me," or shouted, "Don't come over here!!"
"This little fellow..."
The Several Qin Clan Ancestors couldn't help frowning. They sensed an unusual, mysterious aura coming from the second child.
Even though they'd lived for several thousand years, none of them could explain it right away. They'd have to go back and look through some ancient texts.
While everyone crowded around the second child to study him, Qin Feng finally found an excuse to hit his little brother.
"Second brother, why aren't you crying at all? Could something be wrong with you!?"
The others also realized that they really hadn't heard the baby cry. He was completely unlike other newborns.
Just as everyone was about to examine him, a little hand reached out.
Smack!!
A crisp slap rang through the room.
Qin Feng had raised his little hand and smacked his second brother hard on the butt. The bright-red handprint made it clear that it was absolutely his own big brother who'd hit him—and hit him viciously, too.
"Waaah, waaah..."
The second child felt the slap on his bottom and began to cry at the top of his lungs.
"How can you hit your little brother!?"
Qin Tian sternly scolded Qin Feng, then hurriedly picked up the second child and soothed him.
"I was just worried something might happen to him!?"
Qin Feng's face was full of grievance, but in his heart he was already laughing with delight.
"Ding! The host smacked the Son of Heaven on the butt. Received 100 points!"
"Ding! The host made the Son of Heaven cry, causing him to release a wisp of Primordial Ancestral Qi. It's worth three years of hard cultivation. Received 30,000 points."
"Ding! The host disrupted the Son of Heaven's fortunate opportunity. Received one Lucky Draw Opportunity!"
Qin Feng froze on the spot, not understanding what Primordial Ancestral Qi was.
The system explained, "People receive the qi of heaven and earth in order to be born. A portion of primordial energy must have nurtured them before conception. This is what's known as Primordial Ancestral Qi. Refining it is worth three years of hard cultivation."
After learning that, a huge "Holy crap" popped into Qin Feng's mind.
If he'd known Primordial Ancestral Qi was so incredible, he wouldn't have shown off by shouting when he was born. Perhaps that was the difference between a Protagonist and a villain!
"But how did my second brother know about it!?"
Qin Feng curiously watched his crying second brother, suspecting he might be the reincarnation of some mighty being.
But after observing him for several days in a row, he didn't find any sign of intelligence in his second brother. Like other people's babies, he ate and slept, slept and ate, or else cried nonstop.
He nearly drove his good-for-nothing father crazy, making him immediately give up on the idea of having a third child.
Not every baby was called Qin Feng!
But the look his mother gave his father was clearly off. It was as if she were saying, I only married you so I could give you a few more sons and get back at you.
That night.
The candle wicks crackled now and then.
From the room next door, Qin Feng, the Good Eldest Son, faintly heard someone softly reciting "Ode to the Goose."
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