Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

Both of them were extremely fast; what seemed like an instant had actually taken several rounds.

"Bang"

Another collision, the sound like a thunderous dragon's roar.

Qin Huaiyu's powerful punch forced Qin Hai back.

This is a monster. Even though he absorbed the poisonous insects, he is not a master. How can he be so powerful?

Qin Hai suppressed his surging blood and qi, his heart filled with horror. Every collision just now felt like a giant hammer was hitting him hard, and the feeling was indescribably unpleasant.

"Kid, I never expected your power to grow to this level without me noticing!"

"What, you've changed your mind?"

Qin Huaiyu was also somewhat surprised to see the old man. Logically speaking, after absorbing so much Nightmare Power, his overall strength should have undergone a qualitative change, but after a brief exchange, his arm was still slightly sore.

Is this the power of a sorcerer? It's truly not to be underestimated!

"I regret it. I really regret not killing you sooner."

Qin Hai said bitterly.

"Similarly, I regret not dealing with you, this piece of trash, in the back room, instead letting you enter the path of cultivation in an unconventional way."

"Kid, it's too late to say anything, you must die today!"

Qin Hai was filled with rage. He mobilized his Nightmare Power, and his internal strength surged instantly, causing his feet to arch.

The floorboards cracked and splintered.

He pounced like a ferocious bird.

Seeing this, Qin Huaiyu took the initiative to go forward. Since it was already a life-or-death situation, there was nothing more to say.

He held nothing back, channeling all his strength into his right arm and striking directly.

The space rippled, and the gale, carrying immense power, caused the surrounding tables and chairs to shake, demonstrating just how terrifying its force was.

"puff"

The two are connected.

Qin Hai felt a tremendous force coming from his chest, followed by a rush of blood to his head, a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just then, his fierce attack struck the other man's shoulder, instantly tearing his clothes and splattering blood.

Ouch, thank goodness I dodged in time, otherwise my whole arm would have been ruined.

Qin Huaiyu gasped, then seized the opportunity and rushed forward, his golden hand flashing like a shooting star.

"not good!"

Qin Hai's pupils contracted, but it was too late. The gale stung his cheeks, and then a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky pressed down on his head.

A loud "bang" was heard.

He was thrown up and slammed hard onto the floor, accompanied by intense pain and a wave of dizziness.

"Old man, you've lost."

Qin Huaiyu turned his hand and grabbed the person, lifting him up.

"...What do you want to do?"

Qin Hai looked up at the hand pressing against his forehead, his face immediately filled with panic, and his hands and feet trembled violently with fear.

What do you think?

Qin Huaili's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly exerted force with his hand.

Qin Hai felt waves of pain in his temples, his mind trembled violently, and the fear of death deeply stimulated him.

"Huaiyu... Huaiyu, no, have you forgotten? I saved you when you were unconscious."

"That's right, but I've already paid it back. Don't forget where you got your strength from."

After saying that, Qin Huaiyu was too lazy to waste any more words. Since they were already mortal enemies, there was no reason to let them go. He then pressed down hard with two fingers.

"Son, please forgive me..."

The shouts abruptly stopped. Qin Hai's eyes widened as a hole pierced his temple, blood streaming down his face. He shuddered twice before losing all life.

Who the hell is your son? You're trying to disgust me even on your deathbed.

Qin Huaiyu withdrew his hand in disgust and wiped the blood off the corpse.

"This place is no longer safe to stay."

He glanced around, then quickly took the scriptures from the corpse and hurriedly went downstairs.

...........

about 15 minutes

秦府

"Young Master, you scared me to death! You're finally back! Everyone's been looking for you all day."

The maid in the purple dress rushed to greet Qin Huai'an as soon as he stepped through the gate.

Qin Huaiyu had some impression of the girl; she had a round face with a little baby fat, almond-shaped eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows, and a very cute smile. She was the Lolita type, and her name was Zi Yao.

Men!

I always have a vivid memory of cute girls.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"The master is angry and will come to you again."

Zi Yao pouted and continued:

"Young master, you shouldn't go out recently. It's not safe in town."

The old man, I've seen him...

Qin Huaiyu raised an eyebrow. "Um, what's unsafe about it?"

"According to people on the street, many people in the town have mysteriously disappeared recently, neither alive nor dead. This has caused widespread panic, and even the town mayor has been alerted."

After Ziyao finished speaking, she secretly looked around.

"Missing?"

Qin Huaiyu was taken aback and asked:

"Is it serious? Be more specific, how many are missing, and who are they?"

"The number is unknown, but I heard that there was Wang Laowai's daughter from the front street, Li the commoner's son, and several weavers from the textile factory. Many of them have disappeared."

Hmm, why are they all young men and women full of energy?

Could this matter be related to spiritual practitioners?

Qin Huaiyu frowned slightly and asked:

"Is no one missing from the manor yet?"

"have."

Zi Yao nodded her little head frantically, like a chick pecking at rice.

"Butler Du has been gone since he left this morning and hasn't returned yet."

Du Ming... old skin and old flesh?

"He should be fine. He's getting old and has fewer people to worry about. But you..." Qin Huaiyu looked the maid up and down.

Zi Yao felt a chill run down her spine from the sight and quickly said:

"Young master, don't scare me!"

"Do I look like it to you?" Qin Huaiyu asked with a straight face.

Zi Yao shook her head, her almond-shaped eyes filled with worry.

"What should I do? I don't want to die yet."

"Haha, alright, I was just teasing you. I'm going back to my room now. Keep an eye on things in the manor, and let me know immediately if anything happens."

Now that the old man is dead, he's the only one left to hold the Qin family together.

With the girl's reproachful gaze upon him, Qin Huaiyu walked straight back to his room without even turning a corner.

Seeing that no one was around, he closed the door tightly, quickly sat down in a chair, and then took out the scriptures from his clothes.

It feels soft and fluffy, yet has a certain weight to it. And when you compare the texture to your skin...

Qin Huaiyu felt a chill. It really was human skin. Damn it, is there nothing normal in this world of extreme nightmares?

Fortunately, he has been through a lot in the past few days and is immune to this, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sit so calmly.

He turned the human skin over and unfolded it, revealing seven large characters engraved in thick ink at the top: "The True Explanation of the Great Dao, The Chapter on the Accumulation of Evil".

It really is scripture!

Qin Huaiyu was overjoyed and quickly looked down.

"In the beginning of heaven and earth, the Dao operated, and all things were like straw dogs, born and dying, waiting for the divine to appear. With my insignificant body, I attempted to comprehend the great secrets of heaven, and even inhabited a nightmare within myself, hoping to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Great Dao..."

The desolate and ancient characters wandered within my field of vision, and soon came to an end.

Qin Huaiyu's eyes lit up. This was indeed a cultivation method, but it was not a complete system. It was only a partial explanation. It described how to cultivate evil power, but there was only one major realm: Nightmare Condensation.

This realm has two sub-realms: the Nightmare Absorption Realm, which, as the name suggests, involves drawing in the power of nightmares to forge oneself.

The second realm, the Mysterious Pool, is where a lotus pond is built in the dantian, holding a pool of nightmare power, serving as a ladder to divine enlightenment.

That's right. Only by reciting scriptures can one incite the evil forces of heaven and earth. No wonder it is said that without the Dharma, there is no cultivation.

But limiting it to just one phase seems too stingy. Shouldn't it be that each stage is a separate lesson and a specific situation...?

It seems this is going to be a long road!

...........