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

夜

Qin Huaiyu sat cross-legged on the bed and began to study the scriptures. According to the true explanation, one must sense the nightmare power that roams the world and establish a connection with it, and draw the power into the body before one can be considered to have officially embarked on the path of cultivation.

He closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, casting aside all distracting thoughts, as if only he remained in the world.

At this moment, the divine sense carefully perceived everything in the space. The flying insects vibrated their wings, causing subtle ripples. The air under the blood moon was cool, making the hairs on the body stand on end.

Everything seemed unrelated to the ordinary, yet there was a subtle difference.

It was as if a cold, malevolent aura emanated from the space, chilling one to the bone upon contact, its bloodlust influencing one's emotions.

This must be the power of nightmares!

No wonder it's called the World of Extreme Nightmares. It would be strange if people didn't get affected by living under such energy all day long.

He tried to establish a connection with it, but as soon as he sent out his divine sense, the nightmare power went berserk, and clusters of cold aura enveloped him.

Instantly, Qin Huaiyu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was cold, bone-chillingly cold, a force acting on his consciousness that was extremely powerful.

He tried his best to restrain himself from being affected, while using his own power to choose to suppress.

As if sensing a threat, the nightmare energy began to spread.

"Too cunning! Since you've chosen this path, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Qin Huaiyu's divine sense suddenly expanded, and the nightmare energy in the air had nowhere to hide for a moment. Then he forcibly pressed the belief in his consciousness against the nightmare energy.

In an instant, the air currents surged, as if they were ferocious beasts trying to break through the cage of divine sense.

But the divine sense, already strengthened by the golden sap, was beyond their ability to overcome. No matter how much they struggled, they could only be ruthlessly suppressed by the divine sense.

"They all have such bad habits that they deserve a beating."

As expected, the nightmare power quickly calmed down under the infusion of faith.

Qin Huaiyu clearly felt a new connection within his consciousness, like a master and servant, and the Nightmare Power became very obedient.

He circulated the true understanding of the Great Dao, and the Nightmare Power seeped into his meridians through his skin pores, eventually returning to the rotating blood core.

And so it goes.

Until the next day

With a rooster's crow.

Qin Huaiyu opened his eyes. After a night of cultivation, he showed no signs of fatigue but instead looked radiant. Moreover, the golden liquid in his dantian had increased.

"I've finally taken a step in my cultivation journey. Now I'm considered a cryptic master, and I have a certain ability to protect myself."

He felt much more relaxed; in this kind of world, only strength is the foundation of survival.

"Young Master, it's time to get up."

Zi Yao's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in."

Qin Huaiyu stretched and got out of bed.

"Crunch"

Zi Yao opened the door and walked in.

"Young master, the mayor is here and waiting in the front hall. The master is not here, so we can only look for you."

Mayor, so early in the morning, is there something urgent?

Qin Huaiyu frowned.

"Walk."

After saying that, the two hurried towards the front hall.

Passing through the back hall corridor and entering the front courtyard, before even stepping inside, Qin Huaiyu saw a middle-aged man in a gray brocade robe with long, flowing hair sitting in the main seat.

This person is Feng Yunming, the mayor of Pingxing Town.

"Uncle Feng, what brings you here today?"

As soon as Qin Huaiyu entered, he smiled and said that the Qin family was a prestigious family and naturally had dealings with the Feng family, so he knew Feng Yunming.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yunming looked Qin Huaiyu up and down. He first showed a surprised expression, then smiled and said:

"It seems the rumors in the marketplace were true. He was able to defeat the Nightmare Eater and kill the Bone Carver. My nephew has already embarked on the path of cultivation and become a Mystic Master."

"It was forced upon us."

Qin Huaiyu sat down in the side seat, neither denying nor denying it. The facts were there: killing two people was something no ordinary person could do.

In addition, besides being the mayor of Pingxing Town, Feng Yunming now makes no attempt to conceal his vigorous blood energy, clearly indicating that he is a master strategist. It's hard to say that he might have some means to find out, so it's better to admit it openly than to hide it.

"yes."

Feng Yunming picked up the tea that Zi Yao had just served, took a sip, and said:

"I think my nephew is exceptionally capable. Yang Dashan lived half his life and died at your hands. It wasn't as simple as being forced to do so."

This is a veiled criticism, a dig at me.

Qin Huaiyu smiled calmly and said:

"Uncle Feng, you flatter me. It was just a coincidence. By the way, you came so early, it couldn't be just to see if your nephew has become a master, could it?"

"Of course not."

Feng Yunming glanced at Qin Huaiyu meaningfully, then took out a jade pendant from his clothes and placed it on the table.

"Does my nephew recognize this object?"

This is.......

Qin Huaiyu looked closely and confirmed it was indeed a reclining Buddha, which was Qin Hai's personal pendant.

Why is he here? Could it be that the body has already been found? Why is he only bringing things?

"Uncle Feng, what do you mean?"

"Bone Carving Shop".

Feng Yunming raised an eyebrow. "I don't need to say anything more, do I?"

We've been discovered...

Qin Huaiyu frowned, his eyes coldly fixed on Feng Yunming.

"Nephew, don't get agitated. I've already had the matter of the bone carving shop taken care of. Don't worry, no one will pursue the matter!"

Qin Huaiyu wasn't stupid; he understood the meaning as soon as he heard it.

"Uncle Feng, just say what's on your mind."

"That's so kind of you."

Feng Yunming gave an awkward laugh, then quickly said:

"Nephew, you must have heard about the recent disappearances in town. Many people have come to me, and as the town mayor, I have no choice but to step in and resolve the issue."

Qin Huaiyu rolled his eyes at him and nodded, saying:

"I only heard about it yesterday. What's the situation now?"

"Five more people went missing last night, and one of my Feng family members died. I've seen the body and confirmed that it was the work of a master shaman. Ordinary people can't get involved at all. That's why I was thinking of inviting you to help me find out the truth and restore peace to the town."

He was afraid he couldn't handle it alone... Qin Huaiyu didn't rush to agree.

"Of course, my dear nephew, I won't let you do this for nothing. After it's done, I will give you a White Vermilion Grass. It's a spiritual herb that grows in the abyss and has absorbed a hundred years of nightmare power. It's extremely precious."

Now that you have just become a Mystic, you can use this item to stabilize your realm.

Spiritual herbs are rare treasures of heaven and earth, and are invaluable to any cultivator.

Qin Huaiyu was no exception; if he wanted to survive in the Nightmare World, he had to increase his strength.

"Uncle Feng, you're too kind. I agree!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yunming smiled with relief and said:

"Nephew, you are able to consider the big picture, which is a true role model for young people. In that case, let me tell you the specifics."

Qin Huaiyu nodded.

"After two days of investigation and visits, we found that the missing people are all in the vicinity of Dongshi, and they are all children from ordinary families, most of whom are young women. There are only a few men, and we suspect that they are lecherous secretaries."

Qin Huaiyu thought for a moment and said:

"It's very possible that lust is also a type of nightmare, but our focus should be on the East Market and ordinary households."

"What do you mean?" Feng Yunming asked, puzzled.

"Uncle Feng, the men only dared to kidnap the children of ordinary families, not those of large families. What does that mean? They are very likely to have some concerns."

"I suspect that someone like him wouldn't be hiding in town, but rather outside of it; that would be the safest place."

The human mindset is that if you can't afford to offend someone, you can at least avoid them.

"Uncle Feng, let's do this..."

Qin Huaiyu leaned closer and whispered in Feng Yunming's ear.

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