“Tsk tsk, as expected of a side character villain, what a pitiful fate.”
“If it’s not green, then it’s gray—completely useless.”
“Oh? Violet Mist Sun-Moon Fruit?”
“Then I won’t be polite!”
Lin Xingyun let out a cold sneer and headed straight for the back mountain.
The Destiny Villain System allowed him to see the upcoming fortunes of everyone except himself. In the past seven days, Lin Xingyun had used this ability to specifically target the male members of the Lin Clan who had the worst relationships with him. After viewing their fortunes, he snatched them all in advance. The ones he couldn’t take himself, he had Aunt Ying help steal.
To put it bluntly, he was just making their wives, secret crushes, or female relatives fall madly in love with him, throwing themselves at him. It’s not like he actually did anything or truly stole that many women, yet they still held such deep grudges. So narrow-minded. Of course he had to teach them a lesson.
At this moment, Lin Xingyun arrived at the back mountain and found the Violet Mist Sun-Moon Fruit. The vine had just bloomed and the fruit was ripe. A deep purple spiritual fruit was radiating rich and pure spiritual energy.
“Hand it over!” he said, easily picking the entire fruit and storing it in his spatial ring before heading back to his residence.
Unfortunately, looting small fries like these didn’t earn him any villain points. And these ordinary stolen fortunes couldn’t improve his trash physique. Without improving his body, even the best spiritual medicines were nearly useless.
Liu Fengyi had given him countless resources and spiritual pills before, but they were all wasted. These treasures could only be stored away in the spatial ring for now.
However, when he first awakened the system, it had already given a prompt—after robbing a Child of Destiny for the first time, he would unlock a new system function. Only then would trash turn into treasure, and only then would there be hope.
Now, he was already eager to steal from a Child of Destiny. Hehe…
…
Not long after Lin Xingyun left—barely a quarter of an hour—Lin Yan arrived rubbing his hands excitedly. He came here every day to care for the Violet Mist Sun-Moon Fruit and knew it would ripen today.
He thought about how he had carefully nurtured it for ten years, and today he could finally harvest it.
Lin Yan said, “All that hard work wasn’t in vain. Today you finally mature! Once I eat this fruit, I’ll break through to the Divine Fire Realm! Then I can apply to get transferred to one of the smaller branches and become a patriarch, and finally get rid of that shameless woman! I’ll marry a dozen obedient concubines instead!”
He had already started daydreaming and couldn’t wait any longer. But when he arrived at the planting site, he found the vine completely empty—not even a petal remained.
Lin Yan stood frozen for a full minute before suddenly roaring, “This… this… this! Who did this… who the hell did this?! Who?!”
His furious and shrill screams echoed through the back mountain. In the end, he dug up the entire area three meters deep and questioned every nearby clan member, but still couldn’t figure out who had stolen the fruit.
…
After performing his daily act of kindness, Lin Xingyun had already returned leisurely and comfortably to his palace.
“Hmm? What’s going on?”
The moment he entered the hall, he saw a breathtaking young girl in a luxurious golden dress sitting in the front chamber.
Her almond eyes were red and puffy, clearly having just cried. The tear marks on her cheeks only made her look more delicate and pitiful.
Her figure was curvaceous and charming, stretching her top and skirt tight in all the right places. Her slender waist and long legs made her even more alluring than most young married women.
Her delicate jade feet rested in embroidered red shoes adorned with jade and golden threads, radiating nobility. She was youthful and beautiful—a rare mix of purity and desire, a truly enchanting woman.
However, she was just one of the many women Lin Xingyun had informed of the canceled engagement. The only difference was that she had just arrived at the Lin Clan and was waiting for Lin Xingyun to return, hoping to confront him face-to-face.
“Hmm? Xiao Qianluo?” Lin Xingyun frowned and looked toward Ying Qing standing beside her. “Aunt Ying, what’s going on? Didn’t I already tell you to send off any woman demanding an explanation the same way we did with that ‘don’t bully a poor girl’ nonsense?”
Ying Qing looked ashamed as she replied, “Young Master, this young lady insisted on seeing you one last time. She said if I forced her to leave, she would end her life outside the Lin Clan’s gate, so…”
She clearly felt she had failed, but she couldn’t really push the girl to suicide either.
Lin Xingyun sighed and said, “Tsk, understood. No big deal.”
He turned to look at Xiao Qianluo. He already knew this girl had a stubborn personality. Back when he was roasting meat in the wilderness, the aroma didn’t attract any beasts but instead drew Xiao Qianluo, who had run away from home, forgotten her money, and was starving.
She was originally the seventh princess of the Heavenly Enlightenment Empire, a small empire affiliated with the Lin Clan. Displeased with being sent off for a political marriage, she ran away and happened to meet Lin Xingyun. It was love at first sight, and they made a marriage pact.
Her father, delighted to link his daughter with the second young master of the Lin Clan, canceled all other arrangements and wholeheartedly prepared for her to marry into the Lin Clan.
Now, seeing Lin Xingyun return, Xiao Qianluo rushed up and hugged his arm excitedly, calling out, “Xingyun!”
Lin Xingyun pushed her hand away gently and said indifferently, “Princess Xiao, please have some self-respect. Everything that needed to be said was already explained during the engagement cancellation. You should return to your empire soon, so your father doesn’t worry.”
“You… you… Lin Xingyun!” Xiao Qianluo’s cheeks turned bright red with anger. “Back when we watched the moon together, you called me little Luoluo… Now that you’re calling off the engagement, you’re calling me Princess Xiao?! That’s too much!”
She bit her lower lip in defiance and rushed forward again, this time hugging his waist tightly so he couldn’t push her off.
Resting her head on his shoulder, she began to speak gently.
Lin Xingyun felt softness, warmth, and fragrance—just like before, truly wonderful.
“Xingyun, don’t pretend to be so heartless,” Xiao Qianluo whispered. “I heard from my father that something big happened in the Lin Clan. Your father and older brother have gone missing… I know you’re afraid your branch will fall out of power and that it might affect us. That’s why you canceled all the engagements, right? Those other women don’t understand your reasons, but I… I do!”
Lin Xingyun was speechless at how far her imagination had gone and couldn’t help but complain internally, Yeah yeah yeah, sis, you really get me. You totally get me!
Before he could respond, Xiao Qianluo blushed and said, “Xingyun, you fool. Do you really think I care about your background? Even if one day you can’t stay in the Lin Clan anymore, I’ll still stay with you! If that happens, come back with me to the Heavenly Enlightenment Empire. I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life! Or we could go back to how things were when we first met, wandering the world together, going wherever we want…”
“Xingyun…”
She purred his name affectionately, rubbing against him like a kitten, her face full of happiness. In her heart, she thought, if that happened, she could finally have Lin Xingyun all to herself.
Lin Xingyun, however, had a face full of black lines. He thought, As expected of you, Xiao Qianluo. Running away from home without money was already ridiculous. And now you want to drag me back to that little empire or roam the world?
The more he looked at her beautiful face, the more he felt it had a kind of unspoiled beauty untouched by intelligence. But he had to admit—among all the women he had met, Xiao Qianluo ranked first in both looks and figure. She was deeply devoted to him and never wavered. In his past life, she would’ve been a treasure of a girl.
Unfortunately… she was also a bit of a fool.
He smirked wickedly and thought, Such a pretty girl… I bet if I trick her once, she’ll cry for a long time. Hehe…
He was just about to pull one of his usual tricks to send her away. After all, with so many entanglements with different women, he had long mastered the art of sweet-talking maidens and wives alike.
Just as he was about to act, a system prompt suddenly rang in his head.
[Ding! Blood-relative character of the Child of Destiny detected!]
“Hmm? Blood-relative of a Child of Destiny?” Lin Xingyun was stunned, then looked down at the adorable girl clinging to him.
He had already checked—none of the girls he called off the engagement with were related to any Child of Destiny. He never expected the late-arriving Xiao Qianluo to be the one that slipped through.
“System, show me her status panel!”