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

秦府

A loud "bang"

Before the big black rat, who had just woken up, could even see where it was, it was kicked unconscious again and fell to the ground.

The same formula, the same size, only this time the intensity is much greater.

"Just sleep well, why do you have to wake up? This time you should be able to sleep until dawn."

Qin Huaiyu pulled the person up and placed them on the bedside, while Zheng Laizi was arranged on the other side. How nice, making everything neat and tidy.

After doing all this, he sat down at the table and took out the yellowed scroll from inside his clothes.

Time waits for no one. The Dharma Assembly is just one day away. Even though he has some confidence, he still needs to increase his strength as soon as possible for his own sake. Better safe than sorry, after all, strength is the only true measure of success.

The paper was unfolded, and the strong, powerful handwriting came into view.

"Swimming Dragon"

This is the name of the technique. No wonder there was a dragon image when the dead rat escaped; it's quite fitting.

Qin Huaiyu muttered to himself, but his eyes were carefully studying the contents.

"The true dragon is seen in form but not in trace; its steps are ethereal, based on the number nine, treading the primordial energy, swift as lightning, in harmony with the great power of heaven and earth, containing the might of the Dao. Those who achieve great mastery can travel a hundred miles in an instant, and the place they traverse is filled with overwhelming power over all living beings..."

"What a powerful secret technique! They not only snatched the treasure, but also managed to escape with a counterattack. Not only was it fast, but it also possessed Dao power. No wonder I was disturbed in it."

"Based on the number nine, this is the principle of the I Ching. In other words, this technique evolved according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. The creator of this technique must have been a highly accomplished cultivator, otherwise he would not have such a profound understanding of the Dao."

Thinking of this, his heart burned even brighter, and he quickly continued reading.

Yoshihisa

"Damn, another incomplete scroll!"

Qin Huaiyu was engrossed in reading when it ended.

You're just playing mind games, aren't you?

Looking at the antique paper, he was really a bit overwhelmed. It was like being woken up from a wet dream. How frustrating! He wanted to continue but couldn't find the feeling anymore.

"You damn rat, you're messing with me!"

"Bang!" Another sound.

The big black rat frowned as it was unconscious; it was a physiological reaction, and its head was starting to ache again.

Qin Huaiyu angrily withdrew his foot, then lowered his brows and said dejectedly:

"Well, something is better than nothing. No matter what, it's still an extremely powerful secret technique, and even a fragment can't be too bad."

At this point, all I can do is console myself.

After adjusting his mindset, he stood up, walked out of the room, and began practicing in the courtyard.

"Based on the number nine, stepping on the steps of the Big Dipper."

In his previous life, Qin Huaiyu had some knowledge of the I Ching in his spare time, so it wasn't too difficult for him to understand.

quickly

He then began to move with extremely cunning steps, stepping out one by one according to the palace positions written in the secret technique.

Only then did he realize what hardship truly meant. The seemingly simple steps felt like they were fraught with endless obstacles.

First, there's the physical aspect. The agile movements are extremely mentally and physically demanding, as if every step is draining your energy and spirit, and after just a few steps you're already drenched in sweat.

But this was not the end. The Daoist essence, which was in harmony with the great trend of heaven and earth, unleashed immense pressure. Any slight mistake felt like Mount Tai pressing down on one's head, causing endless suffering.

"This is terrifying! Cultivation really isn't that easy after all!"

After taking nine steps, sweat poured down his face like raindrops, and he was panting heavily on the ground.

"Again!"

Once again, steam began to rise from his clothes.

"Again!"

Under the cover of darkness, with each rehearsal, that stubborn figure grew increasingly ethereal; a golden dragon had emerged, thrashing about with incredible speed...

If the big black rat were still awake at this moment, it would be so frightened that it couldn't close its mouth. It knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate the Dragon Soaring Technique. It took it a whole year to get started, and it still wasn't considered to have achieved any significant success.

But Qin Tiancai had already grasped the essence after only a few hours of cultivation.

This resilience and comprehension ability are truly terrifying.

...............

next day

镇府

Before dawn, the place was already packed with people, all looking towards the inner hall.

"What happened? Why have all the prominent people in town come?"

"I'm not entirely sure. I heard that the mayor specially invited him, saying it was a matter of great importance concerning the survival of the town."

"I think it's mostly related to Yinling Temple. Have you heard? Young Master Qin solved the Jiang family's case. He found out that Yinling Temple used witchcraft to deceive people into making marriage vows, and many people were fooled."

"Is that so? Isn't Yinling Temple just wasting their time and effort? What's the point?"

"Who knows? Luckily, I only care about money. With money, what woman can't I find? Hehehe."

Lobby

Feng Yunming sat solemnly in the hall, with six or seven people sitting on either side below him. Most of them were middle-aged people in their forties or fifties, an old man, and the young and beautiful Shen Wan'er.

The Shen family, being a prestigious clan, still enjoys a high reputation despite the passing of its patriarch, and is therefore included in this category.

"Mayor, why have you summoned us in such a hurry?"

A middle-aged man in the audience, dressed in fine clothes, with a fat body and an oily face, was the first to speak.

This man, named Jia Yu, was a well-known wealthy merchant in the town, known for his cunning and greed.