Villain: My Little Brother is the Chosen One
Chapter 8

Not Listening to the Old Makes You Happy for Years

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That day.

Qin Feng was sitting cross-legged in his little courtyard, cultivating.

Ever since he had broken through to the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, his cultivation speed had slowed again. The reason was that the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Art couldn't keep up.

It was like trading in his old car for a new, more powerful one, only to find that its engine was an outdated model with no kick. He needed to comprehend the Second Heaven as soon as possible. ??

"Fortunately, my foolish Oudou Dou has been born, so I can finally let loose!"

Qin Feng opened the system. It showed 32,400 Villain Points and one chance to draw a prize.

According to the system, he could only get a chance to draw by sabotaging the Son of Heaven's opportunities. The prizes were also incredibly powerful: divine physiques, special supernatural abilities, divine arts, and martial techniques...

"What could I draw!?"

Qin Feng eagerly called for the system to begin.

With a whoosh!

A spinning prize wheel appeared before Qin Feng, covered in prizes: Supreme Body, Heavenly Dominating Physique, Battle Saint Physique, Chaos Saint Physique, Twin Pupils, Supreme Bone, True Dragon Treasure Art, Transformation Freedom Heaven...

"Ding! Congratulations, host. You've drawn the Cutting Heaven Sword Drawing Technique!"

RUMBLE!!

A clap of thunder sounded in Qin Feng's mind, and he seemed to leave his body and arrive in another world.

A man in black appeared, without wasting any words.

He inclined his head and drew his sword!

A crisp ring of steel rang through heaven and earth. A stunning sword-light, standing alone beyond the mortal world, flashed into being. Icy intent swept across the land, and the sword-light, graceful as a startled swan and swift as a swimming dragon, seemed ready to cleave the sky in two.

That terrifying strike was like a mark, carved deep into Qin Feng's mind.

It left him intoxicated, unable to pull himself away for a long, long time!

"How terrifying!!"

When Qin Feng's consciousness returned, he was drenched in cold sweat.

True swordsmanship didn't need flashy flourishes. Once the sword left its sheath, it could cleave the heavens and earth—and decide the victor.

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The Cutting Heaven Sword Drawing Technique was indeed formidable, but with Qin Feng's current cultivation and age, even if he knew how to use it, he couldn't unleash the strike. He still needed to strengthen his cultivation and improve his physical constitution.

"I have to hurry up and cultivate!"

Qin Feng called the system and exchanged for a month of the Insight Halo.

"Ding! Congratulations, host. You've spent 30,000 Villain Points to successfully exchange for one month of the Insight Halo!"

After three years, Qin Feng once again experienced that dazed, out-of-body sensation. There had been many things about cultivation he hadn't understood before, but now he grasped them with ease.

Just then—

An old man appeared in Qin Feng's courtyard. Looking closely, he was the Qin Family's Tenth Ancestor. By seniority, he was Qin Feng's great-grandfather—the biological grandfather of Qin Feng's father.

As for Qin Feng's own grandfather, rumor had it he was out gaining experience.

No word had come from him in hundreds of years. No one knew if he was dead or alive, and the whole family had been arguing nonstop over whether to hold a funeral feast.

"Good great-grandson, Great-Grandpa's here to see you!"

The Tenth Ancestor lifted Qin Feng into his arms with a kindly smile. He couldn't have been fonder of this obedient, sensible, hardworking great-grandson.

Ever since Qin Feng broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, the Qin Family's ancestors had been both shocked and delighted.

They were delighted, naturally, that their family had gained a peerless Heavenly Pride. What shocked them was that Qin Feng had broken through without anyone guiding him—a dangerous thing to do that could easily end in his cultivation being ruined and his life lost.

So, after discussing it, the Qin Family's ancestors decided to send the Tenth Ancestor to guide Qin Feng's cultivation.

"Guide me!?"

Qin Feng didn't think that was necessary.

He had the complete Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Art. All the precautions were clearly marked. As long as he cultivated according to its instructions, nothing would go wrong.

And as for guiding him in Martial Skills and movement techniques, it'd be better to lend him his little brother's bottom for two days. No matter how difficult the skills and techniques were to master, he could guarantee he'd learn them within two days.

"Cultivators must remember: pride is something you must never allow yourself!"

The Tenth Ancestor thought Qin Feng had grown arrogant, and he planned to give him a good knock on the head. He would make him understand that beyond every mountain lay another mountain, and beyond every tower another tower. In cultivation, if you didn't advance, you fell behind.

The Tenth Ancestor drew a breath deep into his dantian, then stamped his foot hard. A few leaves sprang up from the ground and fluttered into the air. He brought two fingers together and pointed with force at a rockery more than ten meters away.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The falling leaves transformed into terrifying weapons, slicing the rockery apart and reducing it to rubble.

The Tenth Ancestor lectured him earnestly. "See that? This is Great-Grandpa's signature skill, Falling Leaves Flying. I practiced it at home for decades, never growing proud or impatient, before I finally mastered it. The moment I ventured into the world, I became famous throughout the land..."

Before he could finish bragging about his glorious exploits, he saw Qin Feng imitate him.

First, Qin Feng drew a breath deep into his dantian and stamped hard on the ground. A few leaves sprang up and fluttered into the air. Then he brought two fingers together and pointed with force at the stone table nearby.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The leaves shot out like steel blades, all embedding themselves in the stone table.

If only Qin Feng's cultivation hadn't been at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, he could've turned them into a cutting machine just like the Tenth Ancestor.

"This thing takes decades of practice!?"

Qin Feng murmured as he looked at his two fingers. He hadn't felt the slightest difficulty. Maybe it was because he had the Insight Halo active right now.

Whatever the reason, he'd learned with a single glance something that had taken decades of hard practice. There was no point in practicing this kind of thing. The skills he'd exchanged for by spanking his little brother's bottom were much more reliable.

Just then—

The Tenth Ancestor stood beside him in silence, clearly wounded.

Especially Qin Feng's muttered remark—"This thing takes decades of practice!?"—which had dealt him a devastating blow unlike any he'd ever suffered.

"I need some quiet!"

The Tenth Ancestor kept trying to comfort himself. Don't get angry, don't get angry. He's family. He's family.

"Ding! The host has shown no respect for his elders. Reward: 100 Villain Points!"

"How have I shown no respect for my elders!?"

Qin Feng was completely bewildered, wondering if the system had malfunctioned.

The system quickly gave him an answer: not listening to the old was disrespecting one's elders.

Qin Feng had only been speechless like this once before—last time.

What era was this? Were old people's words supposed to be treated as Imperial Edicts? Was everything an old person said really right?

Forget it!

It was the system. Whatever it said was right!

If not listening to the old meant disrespecting his elders, then so be it. After all, not listening to the old made you happy for years!

Just then—

The Qin Family's other ancestors walked past Qin Feng with solemn expressions. Without looking back, they headed for the neighboring courtyard where his parents lived.

"What's going on?"

Curious, Qin Feng followed them.

As soon as he entered, he saw the ancestors gathered around his little brother, comparing him against several ancient books they had brought out.

Within minutes, the ancestors could no longer hold back. They threw their heads back and laughed with excitement.

"Supreme Bone! That's right, that mysterious aura is the legendary Supreme Bone, one in ten thousand! This child is a born Supreme! Heaven truly favors our Qin Family!!"

"This halo is ridiculous..."

Qin Feng felt awful all over. The Son of Heaven really was beyond all reason.

"Ding! Congratulations, host. You've triggered the Heaven-Defying Villain Epic Quest: Dig out your younger brother's Supreme Bone. Reward: Invincible Twin Pupils..."

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