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

noon

The streets of Xishi were sparsely populated, with stall owners gathered in twos and threes, chatting or dozing off.

No one noticed the door of the bone carving shop next door opening and closing.

Qin Huaiyu stood in the center, surveying everything in the shop. To the left was a counter and a row of white bone carvings for sale, including beasts, people, ciphers, and so on, which looked quite complicated.

The right side, on the other hand, appears somewhat empty, with only a table and two chairs, and nothing else.

"If there were scriptures, it would be obvious that there was no place to hide them on the first floor."

After speaking, he went directly up to the second floor via the stairs at the inner end on the left.

Compared to the first floor, the layout here is more complicated, with a bed, tea table, chairs, some wooden cabinets, and an exquisite landscape painting hanging on the wall.

"I didn't expect the old man to be living such a refined life."

Qin Huaiyu glanced at it, then went straight to the bedside, lifted the covers, and found nothing underneath.

"No, where's the cabinet?"

Soon, one cabinet door after another was opened, and inside there were only some clothes and some miscellaneous items, nothing else.

He turned around, and the tea table not far away was clearly visible.

"Does this mean that Yang Dashan only has theoretical knowledge and no actual scriptures?"

Looking at the area that had been searched, there was clearly nowhere left to hide, and Qin Huaiyu couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.

"Crunch"

Just then, the sound of a door opening came from downstairs.

Upon hearing this, Qin Huaiyu leaped up onto the roof beam. His body, strengthened by the golden liquid, made reaching such a height effortless.

"Tap, tap"

Footsteps echoed down the stairs, and soon a familiar figure appeared at the second-floor entrance.

"Huh, it's him?"

The newcomer was dressed in a brocade robe, with a rather plump figure and squinting, cunning eyes. He was none other than his adoptive father, Qin Hai.

"This is......."

Looking at the ransacked house, Qin Hai was immediately filled with doubt and nervously looked around.

"Nobody's here. Could it be a theft?"

In Pingxing Town, petty theft is a common occurrence and is no longer surprising.

He felt relieved, and then quickly walked to the painting hanging on the wall and took it down.

"That is?"

Qin Huaiyu carefully examined the dismantled painting, and it seemed that there were many words faintly visible on its back.

"Hehe, Yang Dashan, you old bastard, don't think I don't know you copied the scriptures onto human skin. I've had people watching you for a long time."

Qin Hai smiled smugly, rolled up the human skin scripture and stuffed it into his shirt, then made a move to go downstairs.

Just then, a voice came from above.

"Hey old man, wait! You think you can just steal something and run away?"

Qin Hai was startled and looked up. When he saw who it was, he was stunned for a moment, and then a joyful smile appeared on his face.

"son!"

Haha, this is truly a stroke of luck! I was just worried about not being able to find you, and you just happened to come to my door.

Keep pretending!

Qin Huaiyu jumped down from the roof beam and asked:

"What are you holding?"

"Son, what are you doing here?"

Qin Hai remained silent about the question, instead feigning concern as he approached.

Seeing this, Qin Huaiyu quickly stepped back and said:

"Why are you unwilling to give a direct answer? Are you feeling guilty?"

"What are you talking about? I don't know!"

"I saw it on the roof beam; bring out the scriptures."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hai's eyes flickered, and he said:

"Son, you should have said so earlier. If you wanted it, you could have just come and got it."

As he spoke, he pulled out a book made of human skin from his clothes.

Old scoundrel, still trying to pull some tricks, too bad...

Qin Huaiyu raised an eyebrow and charged forward.

A figure flashed by, and Qin Hai reacted swiftly, dodging to the side. In the instant he dodged, he channeled his Nightmare Power and threw a punch. The powerful force caused the air to hiss, and the sound was deafening.

Qin Huaiyu was prepared. He bent his arm and delivered a fierce elbow strike backward.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

He used the momentum to rush forward, and then steadied himself two meters away.

On the other side, Qin Hai was so shocked that he took several steps back.

His face immediately darkened. What's wrong with this kid? Even if his blood energy has been activated, he shouldn't have such great power.

His hands are still slightly numb.

"Son, you seem stronger than before."

Qin Huaiyu turned around with a smile on his face. Since they had already fought, there was no need to hide anything anymore.

"Then I must thank you, my dear father, West Mountain is a wonderful place!"

"West Mountain..."

Qin Hai's expression suddenly changed, and he said:

"How did you find out?"

"Actually, I started to suspect you when we were at the Bone Carving Shop. You knew so much but didn't tell me, which was obviously to put me in danger. And after I learned that this was the World of Extreme Nightmare, I became even more wary of you."

"Of course, the most important thing was that battle in the back hall. You took all the combat items and went to refine some kind of human spirit, little did you know that I was watching you from the window at the time, and I heard everything you said." Qin Huaiyu explained.

Such deep scheming! She suspected him from the very beginning, but didn't show it!

Qin Hai frowned deeply. "Even if it's suspicion, what does that have to do with Xishan?"

Qin Huaiyu thought for a moment, then said in a serious tone:

"My memory has returned somewhat. I vaguely remember someone mentioning Xishan when I was unconscious. Coupled with my suspicions about you, I went to take a look."

He remained silent about the information revealed by Du Ming, after all, not everyone can be a villain.

"...You've discovered the underground palace!"

Qin Huaiyu nodded and said:

"That's right, and of course, your scorpion pit. Thanks to them, otherwise my strength wouldn't have increased so quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Hai gritted his teeth and said:

"You've refined all my poisonous insects?"

His heart was bleeding. He had spent several years nurturing those materials to prepare for improving his own strength, but now he had done all that work for someone else.

"Heh, of course! You used me as bait and a weapon, but no one works for free. I should get paid!"

Qin Huaiyu sneered, and continued:

"By the way, shouldn't you be concerned about your own son? Switching the real one with the fake one, old man, you've got some tricks up your sleeve!"

"He couldn't even protect my poisonous insects, what use is he? He deserves to die!"

Qin Hai's face began to contort.

Even tigers don't eat their cubs, this is outrageous! Your son isn't as important as an insect.

Qin Huaiyu's worldview was once again overturned.

"You old fool, you're really ruthless!"

"Ha, kid, stop lecturing me. You're not worthy."

Qin Hai's contorted features revealed a ferocious smile as he said:

"Since you have absorbed my poisonous insects, then I will consume your blood. The flesh and blood medicine will surely improve my cultivation to a certain extent."

As he spoke, he licked his lips and then raised his fist to strike.

Seeing the figure rushing towards him like a wild beast, Qin Huaiyu mobilized his strength to meet it.

"Bang, bang, bang"

A series of deep, powerful sounds echoed in mid-air.

A violent force was unleashed, and the two men's attacks slammed into the tables and chairs, sending debris flying and landing on the ground, causing the wooden floor to crack instantly.

Their strength was formidable; every move they made caused a series of explosive bursts of energy, which was terrifying.

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