He kicked out...
But not only did his little brother not quiet down, he even punched him back.
Damn!
This brother's gotta go!
Qin Feng's rage meter instantly maxed out, and he directly activated his Emperor's Potential halo.
"Ding! The Emperor's Potential halo has been activated. All attributes have received a tenfold boost!"
Qin Feng could clearly feel his body changing, every part of him brimming with power.
Bang!!
Qin Feng lunged forward with another kick, one that was on a whole new level from the last.
His little brother seemed to sense the power behind this kick. Realizing that this Qin Feng was not to be trifled with, he immediately settled down, no longer daring to absorb the energy in his body.
"Some Chosen One you are, just a bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong!"
Qin Feng felt utter disdain in his heart, but couldn't resist kicking his little brother again.
"Ding! Host has been detected kicking the Chosen One. 10 Villain Points awarded."
"10 Villain Points!?"
Drawing on his years of experience reading novels, Qin Feng tried to summon the system store in his mind.
The next second—
A system store appeared in Qin Feng's mind. The treasures inside shone with a golden light, so bright it could blind a man's titanium-alloy dog eyes.
Aura of the Scoundrel: God-tier. With a mere smirk, your aura is fully unleashed. It can make men go through fire and water for you, willing to die ten thousand deaths; it can make women fall hopelessly in love, even accepting polygamy; it can make spirit pets fanatically loyal, swearing to follow you to the death. Even artifact spirits will inexplicably acknowledge you as their master. Price: 99999... Villain Points.
Heart of Corruption: God-tier. Infinitely multiplies your combat power based on your rage level. Price: 99999... Villain Points.
Heaven-Sacrificing Law: God-tier. A passive divine skill. When a close relative is killed, this law can be ignited, granting you supreme divine power. You will slay gods who block your path and buddhas who stand in your way, ignoring all levels. Price: 99999... Villain Points.
...
"They all look pretty amazing, but that price..."
It would be a lie to say Qin Feng wasn't tempted, but all those ellipses were also very real.
As a gentleman well-versed in Confucianism, one must naturally learn to overcome difficulties.
Confucius said: "Reviewing the old to learn the new, one can be a teacher." (Note: One must move about frequently. Even when hitting the same person, one can have a new experience each time, making that one person equivalent to a teacher.)
A-da!!
Qin Feng sensed that his little brother was acting up again, so he lifted his little foot and kicked him in the face once more.
"Ding! Host has been detected kicking the Chosen One. 10 Villain Points awarded..."
Since Qin Feng was still sneakily developing in his mother's womb, he quickly became exhausted after just a few kicks. He could only call the system and prepare to cultivate the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Art to recover his mana.
"Ding! Commencing infusion of the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Art!"
Rumble!!
In an instant, a vast torrent of information flooded into Qin Feng's mind like a tidal wave. The meridians in his body also appeared in his mind's eye. The secrets of how the cultivation art operated were as if they were carved into his very soul, impossible to forget.
"Is this cultivation art any good!?"
Qin Feng was still unaware of the cultivation system of the Archaic Era, so he naturally couldn't distinguish between good and bad cultivation arts. He began to cultivate according to the method in his mind.
Boom!!
Qin Feng instantly entered a state of meditation, his mind becoming a serene void.
The surrounding energy was sucked into his body like a hurricane, scaring his little brother into a corner of the womb, trembling in fear.
"The little one has finally quieted down!"
Yun Xiyue, wife of the Qin Family's Patriarch and former Saintess of Taibai Immortal Mountain, one of the three great sacred lands, looked on with eyes full of motherly love as she gently stroked her swollen belly.
The little rascal had been acting up inside just now, giving her quite a bit of trouble.
"Huh!?"
Yun Xiyue suddenly felt that something was amiss. The little one in her belly was actually absorbing spiritual qi, and in a very rhythmic manner, as if he were practicing some kind of cultivation art.
Innate Cultivation Art!!
Three words appeared in Yun Xiyue's mind, and the joy on her face was impossible to conceal.
In the Archaic Era, cultivation arts were divided into six ranks. From lowest to highest, they were: Yellow, Mystic, Earth, Heaven, Saint, and God.
The Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow ranks were all created by martial arts grandmasters, and cultivators could practice them to the Great Perfection Realm.
The Saint and God ranks above them, however, required comprehending the laws of heaven and earth to create. But aside from their creators, no one could cultivate them to the Great Perfection Realm.
At most, one could only get infinitely close, which meant they could never unleash one hundred percent of its power.
They could only stand on the shoulders of giants to see the world. To become stronger, one had to create their own cultivation art to reach the Great Perfection Realm.
An unborn baby, however, exists in a congenital state and is said to be able to sense the laws between heaven and earth.
But at this stage, the baby is still unconscious and would not actively cultivate. To possess an innate cultivation art is a once-in-ten-thousand-years occurrence.
But once a baby begins to cultivate, they start with at least a Saint-rank art. They also have one hundred percent compatibility with it, born to win at the starting line—a true, peerless Heaven's Pride.
This was also why the Qin Family had spared no expense, even using a secret technique to delay Qin Feng's birth by 100 years.
Besides letting the baby win at the starting line, it was also to increase the chances of success—to gamble on this once-in-ten-thousand-years opportunity.
"My baby, you've really made your mother proud!"
Yun Xiyue was overjoyed. She knew her position in the Qin Family was now unshakeable. Even the ancestors would have to greet her politely and call her a great contributor.
Her baby was creating his own cultivation art, one above the Heaven rank. For a great family, this was an absolute continuation of their fortune, a treasure that could safeguard the entire clan.
Soon—
Several of the Qin Family's ancestors received the news. They all stopped their secluded cultivation to come and show their support.
"Xiyue, you are the great heroine of our Qin Family!"
"Don't feel any pressure at all! Whatever you ask for, just name it. There's nothing in the heavens above or the seas below that our Qin Family cannot accomplish."
"Are you comfortable with your accommodations? If not, I will immediately order people to build a one-to-one replica of Taibai Immortal Mountain, just to make you feel at home."
"Only one bowl of Immortal Elixir a day? If the Wang family next door saw this, they'd think our Qin Family couldn't afford it! Bring another bowl! One bowl every two hours!"
"..."
Just as the ancestors were chattering endlessly, a cold snort suddenly boomed in their ears.
"All of you, scram and get back to your cultivation! If you scare the little one, I'll hang you from the crooked-neck tree at the Qin Family's main gate and give you a beating!"
The ancestors immediately scattered like birds and beasts, like a bunch of rowdy kids who had just run into their head teacher.
Never mind that they were all ancient, the youngest being several thousand years old. This person was their Qin Family's Second Ancestor. In front of him, they were nothing but a group of children.
If they were really hung from the crooked-neck tree at the gate and beaten, how could they ever show their faces in public again?
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
Yun Xiyue hurriedly prepared to kneel and pay her respects, not expecting that even the Second Ancestor would be alerted.
But before she could kneel, a gentle force stopped her.
"You are with child; dispense with these tedious formalities. Focus on nurturing the baby. The cultivation art this child has comprehended from the laws is extraordinary, filled with infinite creation. I see in him the potential of an Emperor."
The Second Ancestor did not show himself, leaving only his majestic voice behind.
At the same time, the entire Qin Family sprang into action. Countless elite disciples and masters were dispatched, forming three layers of protection, inside and out, around Yun Xiyue. Even a mosquito flying by would be checked to see if it was male or female.
"My son has Emperor's Potential!!"
Beside Yun Xiyue, a sturdy man was grinning foolishly without pause. He was the current patriarch of the Qin Family, and also Qin Feng's good-for-nothing father, Qin Tian.
"You silly thing!"
Yun Xiyue shot him an alluring glance, which nearly sent Qin Tian's mind racing. He almost wanted to make his son understand early what "a filial son is born under the rod" meant.
But thinking of how important this little fellow was to the family, he could only put away the strict father's rod and hope the little guy would understand his old man's plight and hurry up and come out.
But Qin Feng had no intention of coming out at all. He spent his days living a simple, three-point life.
Eating, sleeping, and beating up his little brother...
Proofreader: Peter Pan