My Heart Was in a Panic

"Pfft..."

Qin Feng nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. He was becoming more and more convinced this wasn't a proper system.

This was his dearest friend, his own flesh and blood, his sworn brother!

The system coaxed him, "The Supreme Bone can be broken and then rebuilt. It will grow back."

Broken and rebuilt?!

Grow back?!

It would've been a lie to say Qin Feng wasn't tempted in that moment, but he quickly shook his head and rejected the idea.

If he really dug out his little brother's Supreme Bone, wouldn't his father and mother skin him alive? And the image he'd spent years building would be ruined in an instant.

He'd hurt the enemy by a thousand, but himself by eight hundred.

"No. I need some peace and quiet!"

Qin Feng shook his head, putting the Supreme Bone out of his mind, and returned to his little courtyard to cultivate.

He'd thought that after he knocked out his little brother's Primordial Ancestral Qi, he'd be able to relax for a while. Who knew the unreasonable little brat would end up with a Supreme Bone on top of that?

He had to keep cultivating without a moment's slack, or he'd end up getting dragged down and losing his life.

In the courtyard,

Qin Feng sat cross-legged and cultivated, entering a meditative state in an instant.

Unlike the insights of the First Heaven, the Second Heaven was clearly much more complex. But its effects were just as obvious: not only did it increase his cultivation speed, it also made him recover much faster than before.

At the same time, the Heavenly Treasure Gourd hanging around Qin Feng's neck glimmered with a soft light.

It could help him calm his mind and prevent cultivation deviation, while also stabilizing his Foundation Establishment Realm first level cultivation and accelerating his breakthrough to the second level.

It could be said that with the Heavenly Treasure Gourd, his cultivation speed was at least twice as fast.

"What a fast meditative state!"

The Ten Ancestors stood nearby, astonishment on their faces. They thought more and more highly of Qin Feng.

He hadn't grown arrogant after his potential was boosted by a hundred-year pregnancy, nor had he become complacent after comprehending a cultivation technique beyond the innate realm and getting a head start. He still cultivated just as diligently and tirelessly.

This boy had a bright future!

Spring gave way to autumn, and five years passed.

Qin Feng was eight years old. After comprehending the Second Heaven, his cultivation had surged forward as if he'd activated a cheat. In just five short years, he'd reached the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, just one step away from the Transcendent Realm.

Unlike the Foundation Establishment Realm, which involved opening the dantian and becoming as light as a swallow, the Transcendent Realm allowed one to release spiritual energy and kill from a thousand meters away.

At that moment—

Qin Feng was sitting cross-legged in a wooden tub.

Inside was a medicinal bath the Qin Family had specially prepared for him. It could help him temper his body and strengthen his foundation. It was one of the perks that came with being born into a great family.

"Ugh..."

Qin Feng's brows knit involuntarily from the pain as he tried to shoot out his spiritual energy.

Boom!

A muffled sound came from within his body. His whole body shuddered, and a terrifying blast of air surged out of him, sending everything in the room flying in all directions.

"He actually broke through?!"

The Ten Ancestors stared blankly at Qin Feng in the tub, their faces full of shock.

An eight-year-old in the Transcendent Realm—he'd broken the Ancient Wasteland record again!

But the Ten Ancestors only froze for a moment before returning to normal. It wasn't because they'd cultivated for a thousand years and had nerves of steel. It was because Qin Feng's little brother, Qin Hao, was even more monstrous.

Qin Feng had set the record for the fastest breakthrough into the Foundation Establishment Realm at three years old. Qin Hao had broken that record at just two.

Now, although he was only five, his cultivation had already reached the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Breaking Qin Feng's record for the fastest breakthrough into the Transcendent Realm before turning eight would be a piece of cake.

"Neither of these brothers is normal!"

The Ten Ancestors' confidence had taken a serious blow.

Compared with the two brothers, they felt they'd lived their whole life for nothing.

"Roar!"

Qin Feng stood up and roared, releasing his spiritual energy and shattering the wooden tub.

Although he was only eight, he was as tall as a twelve- or thirteen-year-old. Despite his young age, he already had eight perfectly defined abs, and his entire body brimmed with explosive, wild strength.

The first thing he did after breaking through was go beat up his little brother.

His father was my father, his mother was my mother, and his ancestors were my ancestors. None of that stopped me from beating him up!

Over the past five years, he'd often used sparring as an excuse to pin his little brother down and grind him into the dirt. He'd raked in Villain Points by the bucketful, and now he had more than 240,000.

But that brat really was unreasonable. He was getting harder and harder to deal with.

He was clearly only at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, yet he could make Qin Feng, who was at the ninth level, struggle. It made him understand just how terrifying a cultivation technique that was perfectly compatible with its user could be. It really did make one invincible among their peers.

He'd asked the system about it, too: was there any way to achieve perfect compatibility?

The system's answer was simple. Just buy and use a 100% Compatibility Card. It wasn't even expensive—only one million Villain Points.

If he wanted to get there sooner, he had to beat up his little brother while he still could!

"This child..."

The Ten Ancestors rubbed their brows in exasperation, knowing that another bout of chaos was about to begin.

But they had no intention of stopping him. His little brother hadn't lost confidence after being defeated; instead, he'd worked even harder at cultivation. And even if the older brother won, he'd keep pushing himself to work harder.

It was a virtuous cycle, and they were more than happy to see it.

"Eldest Young Master!"

When the Qin Family disciples saw Qin Feng, they all greeted him with smiles.

But the moment they sensed the unsteady fluctuations of energy around him, their hearts were immediately swept up in a storm.

You've got to be kidding!

He really broke through to the Transcendent Realm!

As far as they knew, even a genius wouldn't reach the Transcendent Realm until at least fifteen or sixteen. At that age, one would already be venturing out into the Ancient Wasteland, and the most talented would have made a bit of a name for themselves.

But Qin Feng had reached it at eight. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes,

who would've believed it?

"What a monster!"

The Qin Family disciples swallowed hard, stunned by Qin Feng's talent.

Qin Feng paid no attention to their astonishment. He only wanted to find his little brother as quickly as possible and beat him up.

In the end, drawing on five years of experience, Qin Feng successfully found his little brother at the Qin Family's main gate. A little tyke was sprawled asleep on the Crooked Neck Tree by the entrance.

Just as I thought. He's here!

Qin Feng circled the Crooked Neck Tree in confusion. In his memories, his little brother often slept in its branches.

If it had been any other child, he would've thought the kid was just being playful. But facing his unreasonable little brother, he couldn't help wondering if this tree concealed some incredible opportunity.

The more insignificant something seemed to others, the more likely it was to be the key to a protagonist's comeback.

Could I be overthinking this?!

Qin Feng stared for a long time but couldn't spot anything unusual. His gaze drifted toward his sleeping little brother.

In other people's eyes, it might've looked like a picture of peaceful contentment. But to him, it seemed like his little brother was trying to lure him into digging out his Supreme Bone.

"My dream used to be to become a spoiled young master, living a life of bright lights, wine, and excess. But because of this little brat, I've had to work hard at cultivation just to protect myself."

The more Qin Feng thought about it, the angrier he got. He raised his hand high.

Smack!

Qin Feng's hand came down hard on Qin Hao's little bottom, and the little guy jolted awake. When he saw Qin Feng, he didn't get angry at all. Instead, he happily called out to his older brother.

Even if his older brother beat his bottom a thousand times, he still loved playing with him.

And so—

Qin Feng was panicking inside.

Everyone knew that the warmer the childhood memories, the more gruesome the death later on. Except for the heroine, whoever the protagonist interacted with was bound to die sooner.

When the halo activated and the King of Hell smiled, it'd be, "Here, little brother..."