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

Colorful herbs, scrolls, several porcelain bottles, and some other unidentified items were scattered on the ground.

"These are Blood Grass, Crimson Crow, Blue Essence Flower..."

Shen Wan'er's beautiful face showed a hint of surprise as she recited the name of the spiritual herb as if it were a familiar treasure.

Feng Yunming's eyes burned with fervor as he quickly picked up the book and medicine bottle to examine them:

"This is a secret technique, the Qi and Blood Pill. The old man does have some skills after all."

Qin Huaiyu seemed not to hear their conversation, staring intently at an inconspicuous fragment on the ground.

The reaction of this substance in the blood nucleus is unusually strong!

The fragment was dark red with crisscrossing lines, like a piece of patterned broken glass. It was quite ordinary, yet it possessed a mysterious charm.

"Is this it? It doesn't look like anything special?"

Qin Huaiyu squatted down suspiciously. He tentatively reached out and picked up the fragment. The moment he touched it, a bone-chilling cold swept over his entire body, his meridians became blocked, and even his soul trembled.

What on earth is this?!

He was horrified and hurriedly tried to throw away the pieces.

But the next moment, an unbelievable scene appeared. As if sensing his intention, the dark red fragments seemed to be invisible, drilling into his body through his palm.

It was cold, extremely cold; my internal organs were convulsing.

Even the circulating liquid gold could not be moved even slightly.

This coldness is not freezing, but a chill that comes from the depths of one's heart, much like the fear one feels when facing death, which is terrifying.

Qin Huaiyu tried to stop him, but he had no power to mobilize. Even when he tried his best, there was no movement within his body, as if he was being suppressed.

He could only watch helplessly as the fragment entered the Mystic Pool.

The chill erupted completely, penetrating the body, and a dark red aura instantly spread out.

He felt an extremely powerful killing intent surge into his consciousness, and his vision was instantly filled with dark red. All he could see was dark red.

Feng Yunming, who was standing to the side, was the first to feel the chill. His hair stood on end, his face changed drastically, and he glanced at Qin Huaiyu.

His eyes were filled with horror.

What did this kid do? How can he have such a powerful killing intent!

Just then, Shen Wan'er noticed, her pretty face turning pale as she looked at Qin Huaiyu in horror.

Such intense killing intent!

Huaiyu.......!

She anxiously tried to check, but under the shadow of murderous intent, she was completely immobilized, and her body trembled uncontrollably under the pressure.

That was fear, a deep fear from the very depths of my heart, a fear that even I couldn't suppress!

Fortunately, this process did not last long; in less than a moment, the murderous intent quietly subsided.

The two breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"Huaiyu".

Shen Wan'er called out cautiously, fearing it might cause an unexpected turn of events.

Qin Huaiyu turned around, the dark red in his eyes had disappeared and returned to its usual brightness.

"What's wrong?"

He asked the question knowingly; the murderous intent just now came from him, how could he not know? It's just that even he himself couldn't understand the current situation.

I thought I was about to be killed by those dark red fragments, but then it suddenly became quiet.

Now, stay obediently in the Xuan Pool. The golden liquid was soaked in and turned into a dark gold color. If you look closely, you can see that there is dark red flowing inside.

The Blood Spirit Insect King was no longer as active as before; it seemed very afraid of the fragment and kept its distance.

The blood nucleus also quieted down.

But he was not calm.

Although he could sense that the newly evolved dark golden energy was more powerful, the presence of this unknown substance within his body was unsettling for anyone. What if that happened again...?

You're really messing things up!

Qin Huaiyu shuddered just thinking about it; the sheer agony was something he never wanted to experience, yet right now he was completely helpless against those fragments.

If you can't beat them in a fight, then resort to insults...

What a load of rubbish! That thing can understand you!

It seems we can only take it one step at a time.

That's so rude! Did they even get permission from the owner before moving in?

Seeing that Qin Huaiyu's face was no different from usual, Shen Wan'er felt relieved and asked:

"What just happened to you?"

"No, it's normal!"

Qin Huaiyu was blatantly lying, and he really didn't know how to explain it. Not wanting to dwell on the topic, he quickly changed the subject:

"This old dog has quite a collection. Which of you might find useful? Divide it all up!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yunming's eyes flickered, and he smiled and said:

"Nephew, then I won't stand on ceremony!"

I've never seen you be polite to me!

Qin Huaiyu pursed his lips and then joined the group dividing the spoils.

In no time

The floor was then swept clean.

Only then did the three of them have time to look around the main hall.

After the baptism of battle, half of the stone slabs on the ground were destroyed, and there were fragments everywhere. The incense table was also smashed into pieces, and the high platform had become a mountain of people. Those people who were strung together were piled up together, a sea of ​​white and red.

"What will they do?"

Shen Wan'er pointed to the high platform, unable to bear the sight. The people there were simply too pitiful, too much so; men and women were indistinguishable...

"Why!"

Feng Yunming sighed and said: