Chapter 159: Qin Hao from Breakdown to Blackening

Chapter 159: Qin Hao from Breakdown to Blackening

Qin Xuan thrust the heavenly desolation halberd in his hand.

When it was but a hair's breadth away from Qin Hao, his eyes were tightly shut, and his whole body trembled violently.

Clearly, he was terrified of the arrival of death.

"You are afraid, trembling in fear, terrified that I will kill you."

Qin Xuan held the heavenly desolation halberd, its tip already poking against Qin Hao's eyelid.

He wore a playful smile, "The way you look right now, you are simply losing face for the Old Ancestor of the Qin Family!"

Qin Hao nearly shattered his teeth from clenching them so hard, glaring at Qin Xuan, and roared, "If you want to kill me or slice me up, do as you please, why are you talking so much nonsense!?"

He had already left a contingency plan; if the people from the Qin Prince Mansion found him, they would know that he was killed by Qin Xuan.

The more miserable he appeared, the more irreconcilable this hatred would become!

By then, even if his father and mother felt regret, it would be impossible for them to harbor any intention of reconciling with Qin Xuan.

The entire Qin Prince Mansion would avenge him!

The Qin Prince Mansion would fight Qin Xuan to the death!

Even if Qin Xuan was a Prodigy and wiped out the Qin Prince Mansion, he wanted Qin Xuan to live the rest of his life amidst the scorn of others.

He wanted him to be a villain who killed his own father and mother, a rat crossing the street that everyone would beat!

Qin Xuan used the tip of the halberd to poke at Qin Hao's right arm, shattering a blood-colored sphere branded into his flesh. With a smile on his lips, he said playfully, "A Memory Talisman? You intended to broadcast the scene of me killing you, so the Qin Prince Mansion would avenge you."

"If the Qin Prince Mansion kills me, you die with no regrets, and if I annihilate the Qin Prince Mansion, I become the great villain you imagined, notorious and infamous."

"You brat, you're not very old, but your schemes are quite grand. But now that the Memory Talisman is destroyed, what can you do to me?"

In terms of strength, Qin Hao was just a little brother in front of him.

In terms of playing mind games, compared to Qin Hao, he was of the ancestor generation.

One can only say that Qin Hao is like a toad playing with a frog; he looks ugly but plays wild! Forcing things when he's got nothing left!

Pfft!

With his scheme ruined, Qin Hao was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were listless, and the resentment in the depths of his eyes almost materialized.

Yet he also knew that he was now powerless to change the outcome. Raising his neck, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, he said with grief and indignation, "Kill me then. I only regret that on the day you came to the Qin Prince Mansion, I didn't behead you!"

"Is that so? Then I will give you that chance."

Qin Xuan retracted the heavenly desolation halberd, a playful smile in his eyes.

From beginning to end, Qin Hao was never his match.

He was just a big fat sheep he was raising. If not for him intentionally throwing out bone powder, how could Qin Hao have grown to the Quasi-Saint Realm in such a short time?

If not for the large amount of Villain Points Qin Hao carried, he could have slapped him to death eight hundred years ago.

Right now, the System's rewards even prompted that for every extra day Qin Hao remained blackened, he would be rewarded with +10,000 Villain Points.

Letting Qin Hao live another hundred days would yield a million Villain Points, enough to Cultivate the True Dragon Precious Technique to Perfection.

Such a big fat sheep that automatically provided Villain Points every day... slaughtering it would be a waste!

Moreover, Qin Hao was still growing. The stronger he became, the more abundant his Luck, and the greater the Villain Points brought by finishing him off.

Killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

As for the tail becoming too big to wag? Qin Xuan had absolutely no such concerns. Qin Hao was just a Child of Luck, while he was a cheater. There was no comparison!

Qin Xuan squatted down in front of Qin Hao, reached out, and patted his face heavily a few times, "Remember that this life of yours is something I bestowed upon you. In the future, make sure you don't die at the hands of others, otherwise, I would be at a great loss."

After saying this, Qin Xuan turned around and strode away into the air without looking back.

"Qin Xuan! I won't let you go!"

"One day, I will prove to Father and Mother that I am far stronger than you!"

"Sooner or later, in front of my parents, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Qin Xuan, you come back! Come back!! Kill me! If you have the ability, then kill me!!"

Qin Hao slumped on the ground, watching Qin Xuan's figure fading into the distance, roaring hysterically. His eyes were blood-red, with blood vessels wrapping around his eyeballs, causing veins to bulge all over his face.

The burning pain on his cheeks and the humiliation it brought were far less than the viciousness in Qin Xuan's words.

He, Qin Hao, was the heir of the Qin Prince Mansion. The definite Saint of the Butian Holy Land.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, he was actually like an ant, not even worth killing.

How surging was this humiliation? It was an insult that Qin Hao had never suffered in his life.

The hatred and anger in his heart were almost dragging him into an endless abyss!

After the desperate venting, what followed was a dizzying sense of spinning.

When Qin Hao opened his eyes again, he found that the pain in his body had decreased significantly.

Beside him, there were only concerned inquiries, "Young Prince, what has happened to you!"

"How did you get targeted by the Giant Crocodile Saint? This is a Peak Saint Realm retainer of the Ning Prince Mansion, why did he die tragically in front of you?"

The elders of the Qin Prince Mansion were gathered around Qin Hao, their eyes full of concern.

There were even more elders who, knowing the Qin Prince was already on his way, took out their most precious Heaven And Earth Treasures to feed Qin Hao, allowing him to heal his injuries.

An elder said in a deep voice, "The strength of the Giant Crocodile Saint is comparable to the Saint King Realm; even a Saint King would find it difficult to slay him in a short time."

"To die tragically here, could it be that a powerhouse passed by? And rescued you, Young Prince?"

Someone muttered, "Could it be that the Young Prince killed him by risking his life?"

"Impossible. The strength of the Giant Crocodile Saint is not something the younger generation can rival. No, no, that's not right. If there is anyone in the younger generation who can rival him, unless, unless it is that guy."

"Only that rebellious son Qin Xuan has the possibility of being able to defy the odds and kill the Giant Crocodile Saint!"

The discussions around his ears rose and fell.

Qin Hao felt as if his ears were about to grow calluses.

Especially hearing Qin Xuan's name, it made the veins on his forehead bulge.

He couldn't kill the Giant Crocodile Saint, but Qin Xuan could?

Even in the hearts of these elders of the Qin Prince Mansion, they felt that he was not Qin Xuan's match?

Impossible to be mentioned in the same breath as Qin Xuan!? No!

He would never admit it!

Anyone could receive this honor, but Qin Xuan, absolutely must not let him show off in front of others again!

Qin Hao clutched his chest, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, raised his eyes, and said without changing his expression, "I killed him."

The elder frowned, "Young Prince, you killed the Giant Crocodile Saint alone?"

Qin Hao stared coldly at that elder, his voice icy, "Is there a second person here? I activated the Supreme Bone, unleashed a momentary brilliance, and blasted him to death; the wound is clearly visible."

He pointed to the deep, bone-visible scar on his chest, emphasizing it heavily.

The elders of the Qin Prince Mansion stared intently at Qin Hao's faintly visible, glowing Supreme Bone.

They glanced at the corpse of the Giant Crocodile Saint, looked at each other, and immediately, there were noisy exclamations of praise,

"The Young Prince has the bearing of a Great Emperor!"

"With the body of a Quasi-Saint, blasting a Peak Saint Realm expert to death; this extraordinary combat power is something even those Saints and Saintesses do not possess!"

"Even if that rebellious son Qin Xuan could do it, it would be relying on the power of a quasi-emperor artifact. But you, Young Prince, used your own bone to blast the Giant Crocodile Saint to death. Such a feat is unheard of, the first in history!"

"Even that Qin Xuan has to rely on external objects to be comparable to you, Young Prince."

"If there were no such quasi-emperor artifact, that rebellious son Qin Xuan would not even be comparable to you, Young Prince!"

Qin Hao remained silent.

For some reason, hearing these cheers celebrating him made him return to the past in the Qin Prince Mansion, where he was loved by his father and mother, and his clansmen were respectful.

This made him very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift.

Not long after, this space was torn open. Qin Zhenbei and Shangguan Ya arrived simultaneously. Looking at the corpse of the Giant Crocodile Saint, they asked in surprise, "A Peak Saint Realm expert, dead?"

This time, Qin Hao did not hesitate again, decisively and sounding as if he was claiming credit, "I killed him!"